I, the Son of the Demon Emperor, Had My Eyes Gouged Out by My Fiancée on Our Wedding Night - Chapter 41

41: Yun Conglong’s Desperate Struggle

The Emperors’ Desperation

“Thunder Prison Heavenly Demons? Impossible… these creatures shouldn’t exist!”

“Legendary beings from the Thunder Hell Dimension—how could they be summoned?”

“These ancient demon gods went extinct eons ago! This can’t be real!”

“Stay calm! This was clearly the Demon Sect’s plan all along!”

The four Emperors’ minds reeled as they recalled Fang Lu’s words. These primordial demons belonged to myths—entities far beyond their capacity to confront.

Standing before the towering Thunder Prison Heavenly Demons, the mighty Emperors felt insignificant as dust motes.

The Demon Sect’s Superiority

“Hmph! We called you frogs in a well, yet you refused to believe.”

Fang Lu’s sneer carried through the thunder as demonic energy surged around him. “The depths of our Ten Thousand Bones Demon Sect’s heritage aren’t for your feeble comprehension.”

The five demonic elders moved with perfect synchronization. Normally:
– Against one Emperor: Certain victory
– Against two Emperors: Stalemate
– Against three Emperors: Struggle

But with the Thunder Prison Formation amplifying their power and summoning these ancient demons.

The Demonic Onslaught

ROOOOAR!

The lead demon’s earthshaking below sent shockwaves through reality itself. Violet lightning congealed into thousand-foot tidal waves, radiating outward in concentric rings of destruction.

Then—three more identical thunder gods materialized behind the first.

Four Heavenly Demons.

Four Emperor-level threats.

“Each… each one possesses Emperor-tier power…” The allied Emperors’ faces drained of color as understanding dawned. This trap had been meticulously laid.

The Emperors’ Plight

Like living thunderstorms, the demons pounced. Their lightning-wreathed fists moved at impossible speeds, weaving an inescapable net of annihilation around the Emperors.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Collisions shook the firmament as the Emperors:
– Activated imperial barrier arts
– Summoned ancestral treasures
– Unleashed signature techniques

Yet the lightning found weaknesses.

CRACK!

A fracture appeared in one Emperor’s protective aura.

“Break the formation! We must retreat!”

“Damn these demonic schemers!”

“Yun Conglong! Quit gawking and help us!”

Yun Conglong’s Dilemma

The Cloud Sword Holy Lord turned toward the cries—only for Third Elder Li Xueren to materialize before him in a storm of blade intent.

Their clash sent Yun Conglong hurtling backward, his rescue attempt thwarted. Against five demonic elders—including Fang Lu at half-step in the Emperor realm—even his imperial might proved insufficient.

The Onlookers’ Shock

Cloud Sword disciples collapsed to their knees. Tang Yun stood frozen, his face bloodless.

Spectators’ minds blanked at the inconceivable scene:
– Five elders suppressing an Emperor
– Four thunder demons overwhelming four more

“The Demon Sect’s foundations… are terrifying!”

“After today, will the Cloud Sword Holy Land even exist?”

Murmurs spread like wildfire. With:
– The Thunder Prison Formation active
– Four Heavenly Demons rampaging
– The Demon Sect’s legions waiting in reserve

The outcome seemed inevitable.

“Unless… unless the Righteous Alliance reinforcements arrive…”