100: Chapter 100 The Tragic Young Master's Nobleman 22

Lu Zhan raised his hand and lightly flicked Mo Yun's forehead, then rubbed that furry head before slowly speaking.

"Alright, then Senior Brother will wait and see, to get a good look at my Mo Yun's dominance and majesty."

Senior Brother's words were both soft and mellow, making Mo Yun's heart itch as if his entire being was immersed in an ocean of happiness!

"Senior Brother, I won't let you down! Although that new Demon Sovereign is said to be an Ancient Devil Head, he lost his demon body long ago and has now merely achieved Possession of the Heavenly Demon Loose Practitioner."

"The Heavenly Demon Loose Practitioner's cultivation and strength are limited; even if he has many mysterious and unpredictable methods, he can't even display a fraction of them. Meanwhile, the heavenly demon sword in my hand and the various secret arrays Senior Brother taught me are not to be trifled with."

"Furthermore, from our last encounter, I've already figured out his patterns. This time, I will surely be able to slay him under my sword. Senior Brother, please rest assured and just watch from the side."

After Lu Zhan heard Mo Yun's words, the corners of his mouth curved up slightly, revealing a smile full of affirmation and expectation for Mo Yun.

His eyes were bright and gentle, shining with the light of trust as he looked intently at Mo Yun.

He unconsciously reached out and dotingly rubbed Mo Yun's head again, saying softly.

"Alright, Senior Brother believes in you, but you must not let your guard down. Above all, be careful."

At the same time, his fingers gently stroked Mo Yun's hair a few times, as if giving Mo Yun silent encouragement and support.

"Senior Brother, when are we going? I can't wait to take my revenge and wipe away my previous humiliation!"

The warmth felt on his hair made Mo Yun feel warm all over. His eyes narrowed slightly with satisfaction, and his head swayed gently, constantly rubbing against Lu Zhan's palm.

"No rush, there's still time. We'll set off once your injuries are completely healed."

Lu Zhan's slender fingers continuously moved through the vibrant and silky hair, as if stroking a proud and beautiful Persian cat.

Mo Yun's eyes brimmed with love. He nodded obediently and then buried himself in that warm embrace.

Two days later, Mo Yun, holding the heavenly demon sword, stepped into the Demon Palace with a cold expression. Lu Zhan followed him in with a composed look. The other members of the Demon Race looked at each other, but none dared to stop them.

The interior of the Demon Palace was dimly lit, with an eerie atmosphere permeating everywhere.

The new Demon Sovereign sat high upon that lofty throne. Upon seeing Mo Yun, he let out a burst of wild laughter.

"Haha, you brat, you barely escaped with your life, yet you dare come here to seek death!"

Mo Yun was completely unmoved and gave a cold snort.

"Nothing but a remnant soul. Last time, this Venerable One intentionally yielded. Today shall be the day you die!"

Having spoken, Mo Yun's figure suddenly flashed, rushing toward the Demon Sovereign like a phantom, the heavenly demon sword in his hand billowing with Devilish Qi.

Lu Zhan stood not far away, his green robes fluttering slightly in the wind. His gaze closely followed Mo Yun, his brows furrowing slightly, inevitably feeling a bit of worry in his heart.

Seeing this, the Demon Sovereign's hands danced violently, and surging demon flames immediately erupted.

Mo Yun's figure nimbly dodged left and right, avoiding the assault of the demon flames. At the same time, he swung the heavenly demon sword with all his might, sending a sharp Sword Qi straight toward the Demon Sovereign, while his fingertips secretly struck out one array seal after another.

The Demon Sovereign shouted loudly.

"Mere child's play!"

He then raised his hand and easily neutralized the Sword Qi.

"Hmph, you have some skill, but this is still far from enough!"

Mo Yun's gaze grew increasingly bone-chillingly cold.

"Haha, you think you can kill me? How overconfident!"

The Demon Sovereign mocked wantonly.

Mo Yun spoke no more and performed his sword techniques, engaging in an extremely fierce clash with the Demon Sovereign. Within the Demon Palace, Sword Qi crisscrossed and demon flames flew up and down as the two fought back and forth, locked in a stalemate.

Lu Zhan's face was stern, his eyes never leaving Mo Yun for a moment, constantly monitoring the state of both sides.

Watching Mo Yun's exquisite sword moves and unyielding Aura, the corners of Lu Zhan's mouth unconsciously turned up again; this was someone he had trained.

Suddenly, Mo Yun's fingertips stopped moving. He sheathed the heavenly demon sword, the Devilish Qi around him dissipated, and spiritual energy circulated within his body as he shouted.

"Ten Thousand Spirits Demon-Prison Array, Activate!"

As soon as the array appeared, golden chains manifested out of thin air in the Void Realm, binding the new Demon Sovereign, the Ancient Devil Head.

"Impossible! You are a member of the Demon Race, how can you perform such a powerful secret array of the Righteous Path?"

His words were full of disbelief and refusal to accept the situation; he had actually been pushed to such a desperate state by a junior.

At the same moment, Lu Zhan watched Mo Yun's figure as he performed the secret array and completely suppressed the new Demon Sovereign, a sense of relief and pride swelling in his heart.

Mo Yun's eyebrows rose slightly, his eyes showing a touch of indifference.

"I forgot to tell you, this Venerable One practices Immortal and Demon Dual Cultivation. You can go die now."

After saying this, Mo Yun turned his head to look at Lu Zhan, his eyes sparkling, looking like a smug little child seeking praise.

Lu Zhan smiled softly, returning the gaze with admiration.

Mo Yun's face was pleasant, but his gaze toward the Ancient Devil Head was exceptionally cold.

"Today, I'll let you test the power of this new sword move I learned, Mystic Fire Purgatory!"

Mo Yun suddenly shouted, performing the final stance of the Mystic Fire Sword Technique. Countless streaks of Sword Qi swept toward the Demon Sovereign like erupting flames.

The Demon Sovereign's expression instantly became solemn. He channeled the little Devilish Qi left in his body, putting everything into his defense.

But in such a disadvantaged state, how could he possibly hold out? He was instantly struck by countless streaks of Sword Qi, and numerous deep bloodstains appeared on his body as his Aura became extremely withered!

"Dammit!" the Demon Sovereign roared in anger.

Mo Yun took the opportunity to press the attack, not giving the Demon Sovereign a moment to breathe, continuing his fierce assault.

"Today, you are doomed!" Mo Yun shouted.

The Demon Sovereign was at his wit's end. Although he used all sorts of methods and secret techniques, it was merely a struggle to survive, a cornered beast's fight. Despair appeared in his eyes, knowing he was powerless to turn the tide.

Lu Zhan stood there with a pleasant expression and a smile in his eyes, continuing to focus intently on Mo Yun's every move, thinking to himself that his kid was truly domineering!

Seeing that he had reached the brink of death, a flash of madness crossed the Demon Sovereign's eyes.

His face contorted, and he let out a shrill, long howl toward the sky. Then, regardless of the consequences, he used all his strength to prepare to self-detonate, attempting to take Mo Yun down with him.

At this moment, the Demon Palace was shrouded in darkness, and a sinister Aura permeated every corner.

The demon runes on the walls flickered with an eerie light, and the demon flames overhead swayed unsteadily, as if they too sensed the impending destruction.

At this critical moment, Lu Zhan's eyes instantly became incredibly cold. Without the slightest hesitation, he tapped his toes and flew forward as fast as a lightning bolt.

The spiritual energy within his body surged continuously. Holding the ling shuang sword, he shouted.

"Frozen for Ten Thousand Miles."

Once this sword move was unleashed, everything within a hundred-mile radius was instantly frozen. Everyone and everything, including the Ancient Devil Head who wanted to self-detonate, became lifelike ice sculptures!

An extremely sharp sword strike followed immediately after. The ice sculpture instantly disintegrated, and the new Demon Sovereign was completely annihilated!

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