"The master you serve turns out to be the kind who would harm others in the shadows?"

In the sky, Emperor Qinghua confronted Luo Hou: "I should not have made an enemy of you."

The voice carried a trace of regret.

Luo Hou understood his meaning, his expression immediately turning somber.

For the Asura Clan, the greatest insult was the enemy's disrespect.

"What he does has nothing to do with me."

Luo Hou said.

"That's not important, I am not a warrior, I have no desire to comment on warriors."

Emperor Qinghua shook his head, then added: "You've never used your true abilities, that doesn't seem very warrior-like."

Luo Hou seemed taken aback.

The Asura Clan lived for battle, there were always places they couldn't bear to be touched.

"If that's the case, then let me show you!"

Luo Hou's expression turned grim.

"Vimocidra, Po Ya, Luo Qiantuo!"

He called out loud: "Let's break through this place together."

Upon hearing this, the three Asura Kings couldn't help thinking: "This is indeed a good plan."

The Asura Kings flew towards Luo Hou, but halfway through, Po Ya suddenly sensed something was amiss.

He turned his head and a dazzling sword light suddenly swept behind him, "Pfft," his head was decapitated, and even the bravest body in the Asura Realm was of no use, his corpse instantly separated.

Amidst the flashing sword light, Po Ya's eyes had not closed before he perished.

The second Luo Hou appeared behind Po Ya.

"Luo Hou, you!"

Luo Qiantuo was horrified,

But before he could even think of escaping, a sword light emerged from behind him, an outburst of flames erupted, directly piercing his chest.

The third Luo Hou appeared behind Luo Qiantuo.

"Damn it!"

Vimocidra realized something was wrong and turned to run.

But as soon as he moved, sword lights rapidly stabbed from the front, blocking all his paths of retreat, and even took off two of his heads.

"Luo Hou, how dare you betray us!"

Vimocidra screamed loudly, panicking as he ran towards his own army: "Kill him quickly."

He wanted to flee to his troops, yet what came from ahead at this moment were the "clang," "clang" sounds, the Asura warriors uniformly pointed their long swords at Vimocidra.

"Where do you think you're running!"

The Asura warriors shouted.

Vimocidra was instantly terrified out of his wits.

"Your warriors have long since become my subjects."

Several Luo Hous caught up, a few sword swings decapitated Vimocidra's remaining heads one by one.

Vimocidra was virtually powerless to resist, his massive body plummeted into the Celestial River.

The Celestial River turned a blood-red color.

All the Immortals were stunned.

"What, what's going on..."

Qing Yuanzi stammered.

"The worst has happened."

The Asura female looked towards the several Luo Hous merging together into one: "Luo Hou has devoured the power of the other three Asura Kings."

At this moment Luo Hou, with a sword in hand, burned brightly like a fierce flame.

Thousands of years ago, Luo Hou was already the most powerful among the four Asura Kings, he schemed step by step, extending his reach to every member of the Asura Clan, even the Asura female had once received his invitation.

Now, Luo Hou began to display his power.

Standing with his sword, the aura of the surrounding Asura Clan suddenly boiled over.

Millions of warriors flew towards the remaining Asura King, rallying behind him.

Morale was injected into him, and in an instant, Luo Hou's aura became extremely powerful, capable of obscuring the heavens and the earth.

That was a stance befitting an Asura King.

"I see."

Emperor Qinghua, witnessing this scene, said: "I take back my earlier words."

He did not like Luo Hou's actions of slaughtering his kin, but with such powerful commanding abilities, he rightfully deserved to be the Asura King.

"Your Majesty, it is too soon."

Zhen Tuluo flew to Luo Hou and said, "Weren't we supposed to wait for Zhu Long to show up before we make our move?"

"It has seen through us; we can't wait any longer."

Luo Hou replied.

Instantly, laughter came from beyond the Three Realms.

"Your ambition does not surprise me, Luo Hou."

Zhu Long said, "I've said that the Asura Clan should not make the wrong choice, and it's a pity, you still ended up doing so."

"But you forgot one thing, the Asura Realm is still in my hands."

Zhu Long said, "If you want to take it back, you'll have to fight for me."

Luo Hou did not respond, only raising his sword towards Emperor Qinghua.

Emperor Qinghua narrowed his eyes; Luo Hou stood amidst the clouds, his aura like a wildly dancing thunder serpent.

His divine might soared to the sky, his body brimming with the urge to battle, as though he had become a different person.

"You are a true warrior."

Emperor Qinghua said.

In a flash, Luo Hou made his move with his sword.

A dazzling sword light emerged in front of him, like a giant dragon tearing through the heavens, covering the entire Thirty-Three Layered Heaven, before plunging downward.

This sword, brilliant to the extreme, and sharply absolute, could pierce through all stubborn resistances in the world!

The Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, upon seeing this, were each filled with horror.

Emperor Qinghua slightly narrowed his eyes.

Such momentum of the sword reminded him of the first time he met Sun Wukong, when he whirled his Jingu Bang.

There was a similar kind of danger in both.

The Nine-Colored Lotus sensed the danger; endless petals spread out, enveloping Emperor Qinghua in layers.

The sword light struck the Nine-Colored Lotus, with a clangorous roar, sparks flying everywhere.

Petal by petal, the Nine-Colored Lotus shattered, with every advance of the sword light, a lotus wilted away.

The void trembled, buzzing loudly, the violent shockwaves shook the entire Heavenly Palace, the Milky Way flowed backward, and the Immortals and Asuras were all swept away by the shockwave, only able to watch this scene from afar.

However, in the end, the Nine-Colored Lotus still blocked the strike.

After the sword light disappeared, Emperor Qinghua looked towards Luo Hou in the sky, standing there as if at the center of the Three Realms, exuding endless majesty.

"Very strong."

Emperor Qinghua thought.

Perhaps he could defeat him.

But that was only a possibility.

The pressure he felt from Luo Hou, still not as great as from Sun Wukong back then,

It was only at this moment that Emperor Qinghua realized how extraordinary Sun Wukong's talents were.

Luo Hou had cultivated for thousands of years, not knowing how much slaughter he had undergone, to cultivate such momentum—yet Sun Wukong had achieved it in just a few decades.

"Your Majesty is truly a rare genius among the heavens!"

Emperor Qinghua's heart surged, his eyes flickered.

He raised his head to look at Luo Hou.

"You are indeed strong."

Emperor Qinghua said, "It's a pity you still fall short of His Majesty."

"Blind to what's right in front of him!"

Luo Hou's face turned cold, his hand bursting with brilliant light.

That radiance became increasingly intense, until at last it was like igniting Divine Fire, piercing through heaven and earth, causing the world to be engulfed in boundless white, where nothing else could be seen.

The ultimate brightness, enough to cause anyone a momentary lapse.

Even Emperor Qinghua was not an exception.

Luo Hou would not miss this opportunity, his sword light that penetrated heaven and earth descended on Emperor Qinghua

With a "boom", a dazzling Long Stick blocked in front, and the collision of sword and stick created a massive ripple.

"Who is it!"

Luo Hou was taken aback.

Amidst the flashing lights, the reflection of a pair of burning eyes could be seen in his treasure sword.

Those were eyes that blazed like the sun, illuminating in all directions.

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