I, the Son of the Demon Emperor, Had My Eyes Gouged Out by My Fiancée on Our Wedding Night - Chapter 46

46: The Fleeing of Four Great Emperors

“It’s over… What do we do now?”

“Should we just hand over Tang Yun and Xiao Yun’er?”

“Don’t panic! Stay calm! Haven’t you noticed the Righteous Alliance’s Great Emperors are still here?”

“Right, right! As long as those Great Emperors are here, we can survive!”

“…”

The disciples of the Cloud Sword Holy Land were consumed by fear, terrified that the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Sect might order their execution at any moment.

Though they were members of the Cloud Sword Holy Land, this entire disaster had been caused by Xiao Yun’er and Tang Yun. Some elders had even suggested surrendering the two to avoid provoking the Demon Sect—but Yun Conglong had dismissed the idea, arrogantly underestimating both the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Sect and Lu Yuan.

Now, with Yun Conglong dead, their only hope rested on the four Great Emperors of the Righteous Alliance. If those four could protect them, the Cloud Sword Holy Land might change hands, but at least their lives would be spared.

All they could do was pray the Great Emperors would break free from the Thunder Prison Demons’ formation.

For the spectators, this battle had been nothing short of exhilarating.

They marveled at the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Sect’s meticulously executed plans.

They were stunned by the overwhelming power of its five elders.

And if all of this had been orchestrated by Lu Yuan, the implications were terrifying.

“This fight had my bl00d boiling! Yun Conglong was a Great Emperor, yet he still died!”

“The Ten Thousand Bones Demon Sect is clearly superior. If their elders are this strong, imagine how formidable their disciples must be!”

“Damn! This just proves—always join the strongest sect. Even if you don’t court death, others will drag you into it!”

“…”

The crowd sighed in amazement.

With Yun Conglong dead, the remaining Cloud Sword disciples had only one fate awaiting them: annihilation.

“Don’t celebrate too soon. Yun Conglong may be dead, but those four Great Emperors are still fighting.”

“Those four fools? They can barely save themselves—you think they care about the Cloud Sword disciples?”

“Strange. Normally, the Righteous Alliance’s reinforcements would’ve arrived by now. Why is there still no sign of them?”

A heavy doubt settled in the spectators’ minds, though none dared voice it aloud.

Then—

BOOM!

The sky trembled as thunder crisscrossed violently.

ROAR!

The four Thunder Prison Demons unleashed earth-shaking howls, their voices so terrifying that the Cloud Sword disciples trembled to their core, their souls quaking in despair.

Any hope they had clung to instantly shattered.

The roar carried boundless fury—enough to tear even a Great Emperor apart.

In the next moment, the heavens shifted again.

A storm of lightning swirled around the Thunder Prison Demons, their bodies crackling with destructive energy.

“Not good—they’re coming again!”

The four Great Emperors could only retreat desperately, their expressions grim.

Their bodies were already cracked and bleeding. Even their Great Emperor level physiques couldn’t withstand the demonic thunder’s corrosion.

“Enough! I’m leaving!”

“Yun Conglong is dead. Staying here is pointless now!”

One of the Great Emperors coughed up bl00d, his body erupting with a dim crimson glow—like a dying sun radiating its last light.

With a thunderous explosion, he transformed into a streak of scarlet, shooting eastward like a meteor.

BOOM!

The Thunder Prison Demon Formation was lined with layers of Yin Lightning, forming an impenetrable barrier.

Yet—

CRASH!

The crimson light tore through the barrier effortlessly, leaving a gaping hole in its wake.

In the blink of an eye, the Great Emperor vanished beyond the horizon.

ROAR!

The Thunder Prison Demons howled in fury at the escape.

“Let’s go too. The Cloud Sword Holy Land is too remote—the Righteous Alliance’s reinforcements won’t make it in time.”

“Sigh… Yun Conglong was truly useless. He couldn’t even handle Great Sage-level elders!”

“No choice. We have to prioritize our own survival!”

The remaining three Great Emperors exchanged glances, their eyes filled with resignation.

Against the Thunder Prison Demons, they were powerless. Even working together, they could only defend—counterattacking was a distant dream.

In this short time, all four had sustained severe injuries.

The first to flee had burned his lifespan to escape. Now, the others followed suit.

One by one, they ignited their life force, transforming into streaks of crimson light as they shot into the distance.

Silence.

Then—

An uproar erupted across the battlefield.

“Holy sh1t! All four Great Emperors fled—and they couldn’t have run faster if they tried!”

“Pathetic! Not only did they fail to break the formation, they escaped with heavy injuries!”

“I told you—the Righteous Alliance is a joke. The Ten Thousand Bones Demon Sect is the real deal!”

“…”

The crowd erupted in mocking chatter.

Yun Conglong—dead.
Four Great Emperors—fled in disgrace.

Now, only the Cloud Sword Holy Land remained.

Xiao Yun’er and Tang Yun had only dared to defy Lu Yuan because of the sect’s backing.

But now?

All eyes turned to the Cloud Sword Holy Land—now in complete chaos.

“Dammit! Those Great Emperors just abandoned us?!”

“You saw it yourself! What do we do now?!”

“Let’s just hand over Xiao Yun’er and Tang Yun. Maybe they’ll spare us!”

“But Tang Yun is the Holy Son! Isn’t that too much?”

“Fvck the Holy Son! If I die, what does it matter?!”

“…”

The disciples argued fiercely, each scrambling for survival—even if it meant betraying their own.

Some elders scowled at the cowardice, their faces dark with disgust.

But when life hung in the balance, principles were the first thing discarded.