Master of the Demon Emperor

Chapter 698: The Prediction of the Chief God

Boom—

The entire Prodigy Chessboard violently trembled, pinning Su Yie against the spatial wall, rendering him immovable.

This terrifying oppressive force made him feel as if his entire skeleton might shatter.

He squinted and looked ahead, staring at Sun Wukong's towering rage.

It was true fury!

A visible ferocity, towering a hundred zhang high, made him seem like a Demon God incarnate.

Sun Wukong's figure soared to a height of ten zhang, which, compared to his slightly lean stature before, made him overwhelmingly burly, stretching the golden Chain Mail to the point it seemed ready to explode.

Holding the Golden Cudgel, the ends of which blazed with a purple-golden glow, the hundred-zhang-long Golden Cudgel looked incredibly exaggerated next to his towering form.

He took slow, measured steps forward, each one heavy, causing the ground to shake continuously.

A kilometer away, Zhou Xuanhai and Lord Huo Zhan both wore ugly expressions as they watched Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong, who was already an even match for them, had now unleashed even greater power—how could they remain calm?

The other Heavenly Prides, pinned against the spatial wall, also wore faces of despair.

How could they possibly contend with such a powerful Sun Wukong?

Too strong!

So strong they wanted to concede immediately.

"He may be powerful, but what is there to fear when so many of us are together?"

Just then, a voice echoed through the Prodigy Chessboard, indiscernible as to where it was coming from.

But the Heavenly Prides did not care who had spoken; they were only focused on winning!

Yes!

All of us united might not necessarily lose!

The voice that stirred hearts belonged to the Yin Yang God Shaker.

The Yin Yang God Shaker, mad with the desire to become a god, had scarcely endured until the fall of the Yin Yang Origin Emperor and naturally did not want to give up.

Moreover, even if Sun Wukong died, he could be resurrected within the Emperor Su's Sect.

At the same time, the Emperor Su's Sect went into an uproar.

Supreme Ninth Level: Yin Yang God Shaker! You are shameless!

Tai Su Sword Lord: I'm ashamed to acknowledge you.

Iron Master Yuanyang God: These two don't represent Emperor Su's Sect, let them be dead or alive.

Heaven-Breaking Emperor: What are you always talking about? If anyone dares to expel us from Emperor Su's Sect, we will fight our way back together.

Emperor Nan Gongdao: Yes, at Emperor Su's command, we strike wherever he points!

Guardian of Demons: On the contrary, I quite appreciate the Yin Yang God Shaker. Although weak, he dares to struggle.

Yin Baoyang: Sun Wukong seems invincible, but it is difficult for him to win, and even without the Yin Yang God Shaker, his being attacked by the collective is inevitable.

...

As expected!

No sooner had the Yin Yang God Shaker finished speaking than Zhou Xuanhai soared into the air, lifting his Purple Iron Fan high and shouted, "After overcoming all sorts of dangers and fighting up to now, are we at the final stage and no one wants to take a gamble?"

"Why not join me and first take down this fierce monkey!"

Being the first-ranked entity in the Ten Strategies of the Chessboard, the majority of the Heavenly Prides' eyes turned red in an instant!

Zhou Xuanhai was right—after coming this far, who wanted to lose?

Hearing this, Sun Wukong laughed wildly, "If that's the case! Then all of you come at once! Your daddy is going to smash you to pieces!"

The Great Sage Equaling Heaven was naturally violent and never regarded the lives of living beings.

Upon hearing these words, the Heavenly Prides gathered together and joined Zhou Xuanhai and Lord Huo Zhan in their assault on Sun Wukong.

Boom!

Sun Wukong, holding his hundred-zhang Golden Cudgel, leapt into the fray, and a massive battle erupted!

Dozens of the Heavenly Prides unleashed their Divine Skills, attacking Sun Wukong together.

Su Yie did not make a move, standing in line with Li Huahun and the Polar Emperor.

"Whose side are we on?"

Li Huahun asked, the meaning behind his question was clear: tell him who to fight, and he would take them on.

The Polar Emperor didn't speak, but his sidelong glance was a clear indicator of his stance.

Su Yie said calmly, "Let's not take sides. How about we have a battle instead?"

He wanted to win, but he wanted to win fair and square!

Moreover, it was impossible for him, Li Huahun, and the Polar Emperor to win together; a fight was inevitably on the cards!

On the other side, the Tian Cheng Divine Monarch glanced at Su Yie and murmured softly, "I concede."

Having a prideful heart, he didn't wish to stay after losing to Su Yie.

Especially after hearing the conversation between Su Yie and the other two, he didn't want to stay a moment longer.

Watching him vanish.

The Yin Yang God Shaker, off in the distance, couldn't help his secret glee, roaring inwardly: "I've dodged another one!"

The terrifying sound of explosions came continuously from the front, stirring up yellow sand that made the prodigious chessboard look incredibly dark and opaque.

Li Huahun and the Polar Emperor moved to the side, forming a triangle with Su Yie.

The Polar Emperor stared at Su Yie and said, "Su Yie, I'm stronger than I was last time; you might lose!"

Li Huahun glanced at him and snorted, "Cut it out. Among the three of us, you're definitely the first to be eliminated!"

The pair were full of fire, directly confronting each other.

Su Yie's lips curled into a cold smile, "Since that's the case, then let's fight!"

As his words fell, he immediately deployed the Celestial Pivot of Myriad Images.

World-Ending Emperor Stars began to ascend around him, swelling in size, harnessing an incredibly terrifying power.

Li Huahun and the Polar Emperor burst into action at the same time, charging toward Su Yie without any hesitation.

...

Inside a brightly lit palace, Pangu, Ren Woxiao, the Hongmeng Great Emperor, the Tai Su Celestial Lord, Tai Yi Hundun, the First Emperor of the Nine Palaces, and the Ultimate Emperor of the Ninth Pole sat within, with a massive glowing sphere floating before them, displaying the battle of the prodigious chessboard.

This moment, seated beside Pangu was another figure in a grey robe adorned with mysterious patterns, who had the visage of a middle-aged man around forty with a dignified aura.

The Hongmeng Divine Spirits couldn't ignore him, occasionally glancing his way.

Pangu smiled and asked, "Who do you think will win?"

Tai Yi Hundun spoke up directly, "Of course, my Child of Chaos."

The Tai Su Celestial Lord glanced at him and retorted, "Compared to Sun Wukong, the Child of Chaos doesn't have the presence of a divine spirit."

Sun Wukong was one of the Ancient Wilderness Seven Killers, which naturally delighted her.

"I believe that young man named Su Yie will win."

The middle-aged man in the grey robe suddenly stroked his beard and laughed, drawing the gaze of all the Hongmeng Divine Spirits onto him.

The First Emperor of the Nine Palaces furrowed his brows, reminding, "Main God, Emperor Su's Sect has occupied your Reincarnation Land, and still, you speak in his favor?"

The man known as the Main God glanced at him and said, "Although you are Hongmeng Divine Spirits, your vision is lacking. It's not your fault, you're too weak. You've guarded Hongmeng all your lives, lacking a broader view. Su Yie is sure to win, and even if he loses, whoever dares to go against him will meet a miserable end."

At those words, the Hongmeng Divine Spirits were visibly moved.

They knew well that this Main God had once nurtured them at the time of their birth.

In other words, this Main God was their elder!

Were these words meant to awaken them?

The Tai Su Celestial Lord furrowed her brows; Su Yie was her foster son, so this relationship would naturally not be the reason for the Main God to make such a statement.

Could it be related to Su Yie's true identity?

Tai Yi Hundun was the most uncomfortable of all. Among the Hongmeng Divine Spirits, the one who had most seriously offended Su Yie was him.

He asked in a deep voice, "Main God, what exactly are you trying to convey?"

The figure before him was the embodiment of destiny, the master of reincarnation, an existence that sat on par with the Pangu Giant God, and despite his dissatisfaction, he dared not offend.

The Fate's Main God looked at him and replied, "After this battle, consider where you should go next."

...

Tai Yi Hundun fell silent, his fists clenched within his sleeves, trembling slightly.