Peerless God Emperor

"Mo Ke Dynasty!" A trace of killing intent flashed through the dark eyes of the Demon King Tianwu. The devilish aura around Demon King Tianwu emitted a low and deep whistling sound, as if countless demons were roaring at him.    

However, the old man's expression didn't change much, as though he had only done an extremely ordinary thing. A mere Emperor actually dared to be impudent in front of him?    

Demon King Tianwu did not care about the old man, he turned his gaze towards Song Ming's direction and said: "This man sneaked an attack on me, what do you think about the explanation?"    

When the old man heard this, his face stiffened. What was this bastard trying to do?    

Using rules to suppress him? Aren't you being too naive?    

The hearts of the crowd shook as well. It seemed that the Demon King Tianwu wasn't that good of a man to talk about. It would be interesting if they didn't want to talk about this matter.    

Many people looked at the old man with interest as if they were waiting for a good show. If he broke the rules of the Barren Domain Large Competition, the punishment would be extremely severe. No matter what realm he was in, he would die.    

Song Ming and the other desolation tower Elders were expressionless, making them unable to guess what was on their minds.    

The old man from the Mo Ke Empire looked at Demon King Tianwu with a cold expression, and then, his expression calmed down. He turned around and cupped his hands towards Song Ming: "Brother Song, please do not listen to these evil beings' provocation, I do not provoke any rules."    

"Bullshit! You dare to say that you didn't attack me earlier?" Demon King Tianwu immediately cursed out. Does this old bastard want to admit it?    

"Mo Keling, you are also an old fellow who has lived for tens of thousands of years. You should know that there are some things that are not necessarily true, and what you see is the truth." Song Ming said indifferently, his voice was calm and it sounded like an ordinary conversation, but Mo Keling's heart trembled, he naturally understood the meaning behind Song Ming's words.    

Song Ming had seen through everything long ago.    

"Eh." Mo Keling's expression was a little awkward, but suddenly, a bright idea came to him and he spoke again: "Indeed, I did make a move on him just now, but I don't intend to go against the rules, it's just that the devil son is too strong, and his words are not inferior. If we don't remove him today, when he grows up in the future, he will definitely become a calamity to the Profound Sky."    

Demon King Tianwu scoffed when he heard this. He really did know how to find an excuse.    

Qin Xuan also laughed, he even felt that it was a bit of a mockery. A great Emperor would actually find excuses for his actions, and would not dare to admit his fault, it was truly the demeanor of a great warrior who lost a generation.    

"Amitabha."    

At this moment, a buddhist chant was being spoken, causing everyone's expressions to be surprised. They didn't even manage to take a step forward as they spoke with reverence, "young monk walks the world, using benevolence and compassion to comprehend the chilliness of the world, believing that everything should follow the rules. This way, we can convince the world, although this senior's words aren't bad, it seems like he has violated the rules."    

"Master is right, I'm impressed." Demon King Tianwu cupped his fists towards him and the crowd could not help but reveal strange expressions.    

Qin Xuan was a little surprised that he did not manage to catch a glance, but he did not expect that he would actually step out and speak for the sake of the Demon King Tianwu.    

In his memories, he had always kept a low profile. No matter what happened, the Young Master always stood up for him.    

"The rules of the wasteland region cannot be changed; no one can break them. Whatever you do, do it. Elder Song, please carry out the rules." An expert lightly spoke, his countenance was as indifferent as ever.    

The person who spoke was from the Burning Heaven Clan, and the Burning Heaven Clan and the Moko Dynasty were neighbors. The two great power s frequently collided, and right now, it was just an excellent opportunity to suppress the Moke Dynasty.    

"Fen Xiao, you're too presumptuous!" Mo Keling glared with fury, the killing intent in his eyes seemingly uncontrollable. His face was trembling with anger, and the aura around his body was rising. Clearly, he was not lightly angered by Fen Xiao's words.    

"It's not up to you to judge whether or not I'm being impudent." Fen Xiao, on the other hand, was not the least bit worried about what Mo Keling would do to him.    

Song Ming frowned, looked at Mo Keling, and asked: "Do you still have anything else to say?"    

"No, Brother Song, please do not listen to these two people. I have always been extremely respectful of the rules set down by the Wasteland Lord. I was really forced to act just now. I hope you can forgive me!" Mo Keling tried his best to defend himself, but Song Ming's expression did not loosen at all.    

"The Barren Domain Large Competition had been going on for several thousand years, but in the end, a small number of people disregarded the rules. When it comes to this session, this old man will naturally not make an exception."    

Song Ming slowly spoke out, but the space around him started to tremble, like ripples on the water surface, waves after waves of dense Spirit Qi surged out from his body, transforming into countless spears that emitted a sense of desolation, slashing through the air, flying like meteors towards Mo Keling.    

The crowd's expression immediately changed, they did not expect Song Ming to be so decisive, to not say anything else, and released their spirit energy to retreat.    

This was an Emperor's War, and the aftermath of the battle was extremely terrifying. Even a speck of Origin Emperor would shatter one's body and one's bones.    

"Retreat." Qin Xuan bellowed, Qi Luo, Mo Lishang and the rest understood, and immediately retreated a thousand miles away.    

"All of you, continue fighting. Don't worry about us." Song Ming looked at the Battle stage below him. Waving his withered hand, a wave of vast spirit energy rippled outwards. Immediately, an enormous spirit energy barrier descended, enveloping the Battle stage below.    

No matter how fierce the battle outside was, it would not affect the people inside the room in the slightest, allowing them to fight in peace.    

At this moment, all of the heaven's pride level experts on the Battle stage were staring at the two of them in shock. They never thought that such a thing would happen.    

Following that, many peculiar gazes landed on the Demon King Tianwu. It was this person who spoke, allowing Song Ming to attack the Mo Ke Empire's Emperor Stage powerhouses.    

Even if he could shine today with what he had done, from now on, he would be hunted down by the Moko Dynasty. In the end, he would still die.    

Many of the heaven's pride level experts were favored by the great power, and some were even saints. The majority of them were skilled in the ways of the world, having a clear understanding of the ways of the world, knowing what to say and what not to say.    

Even if they saw something, they could only pretend it didn't happen. Otherwise, the consequences might not be something they could bear.    

Unfortunately, this Demon King Tianwu was too arrogant, his eyes could not tolerate even a speck of sand, no matter how talented he was, he would not be able to escape death.    

Thinking about this, many gazes that looked at Demon King Tianwu carried a bit of sympathy, as though they had won back their dignity and lost their lives. However, to be able to pull a Emperor Stage powerhouses to accompany them in death was already quite good.    

At this moment, a terrifying pressure enveloped the skies, causing the skies to change. The atmosphere became extremely stifling, causing people to be unable to breathe.    

Song Ming's face was expressionless. His hands naturally drooped down as he calmly looked at Mo Keling, and spat out with an indifferent voice: "Are you going to settle this yourself, or am I going to do it?"    

Although it was a calm tone, these words caused the hearts of countless people to tremble. No one doubted the authenticity of these words, and even more so, no one would doubt Song Ming's qualifications to say such words.    

To be acknowledged by the Wasteland Lord, to be able to lead the Barren Domain Large Competition, could he be weak?    

Song Ming had already lived for more than ten thousand years, and had been in deep thought for a long time.    

Heaven's Kill, as the name implied, he had killed too many people, just like the Deicide that descended from the sky, its hands were stained with the fresh blood of countless people, but Song Ming was not a Demonic Cultivator, so the people he had killed were all people that had resisted the desolation tower, they did not kill an innocent person.    

"This old man has not fought for thousands of years. I also don't want to today, so you should end it yourself." said. At his age, all he could think about was how to raise his cultivation level.    

"Please show mercy, Elder Song."    

A voice rang out, only to see a figure of light flying over at high speed, arriving in the air in the blink of an eye.    

It was another old man wearing a green fur robe. His face had a tinge of dust on it as if he was in a hurry.    

"Mo Keyuan, an expert on the level of Mo Ke Empire's Ancestor, an expert on the level of the Emperor. He is of the same generation as Song Ming, and is similarly extremely famous. But now, he actually rushed over here!" The gazes of many in the crowd all landed on the old man in green.    

"Patriarch!" When Mo Keling saw that the green-robed elder had appeared in time, his face immediately revealed a happy expression. As if he had seen the hope to survive, his body flashed and he appeared behind Mo Keyuan.    

"Bastard!" Mo Keyuan bellowed, he raised his hand and slapped him hard on the face, and suddenly a loud and clear voice came out, causing everyone's heart to tremble, this Mo Keyuan, was truly ruthless!    

Mo Keling's head was lowered, and his face immediately flushed red, but the blow to his heart was many times more intense than if he had been physically beaten up. He, a dignified Emperor Stage powerhouses, was slapped like a child in front of everyone's eyes.    

However, he knew that the Ancestor was trying to save him. He had to endure this slap.    

And this debt must be paid to the Demon King Tianwu. After today, it would be his funeral.    

"Mo Keyuan, long time no see." Song Ming asked Mo Keyuan, "What do you mean by that?"    

Mo Keyuan's eyes flashed, and his face revealed a friendly smile, as he laughed: "This unfilial junior of mine was arrogant and conceited, inadvertently violating the rules set out by the Wasteland Lord. This old man is incapable, and can only use his old face to plead for mercy.    

"Hehe, what an unintentional mistake, I almost lost my life!" The Demon King Tianwu sneered. So what if the Old Ancestor has come?    

As the sound of his voice faded, the space around Qin Wentian became exceptionally quiet.    

Many people could not help but twitch the corner of their mouths, thinking, this Demon King Tianwu is an idiot, and he still thinks that this matter is not big enough?    

With these words, he had undoubtedly completely offended the Mo Clan. If even the Great Emperor dared to offend him, then no matter what, he would die without any room for manoeuvre.