Happy Days: Since the Beginning of the Night

Chapter 241 The Emperors Submit
Mangan looked at the dying purple bull-shaped demon baby in his hand, and looked at Han Ye with a pleading expression on his face.

"Owner···"

Han Ye blew out a breath of fresh air, which turned into a cloud and wrapped around the seriously injured and dying body of the Bull Demon Emperor, and was then greedily absorbed by him.

Recklessly, he saw the granulation dancing and suturing the wound that had run through the tearing demon baby, and the gloomy soul of the Bull Demon Emperor glowed with brilliance again.

"Reckless?" The Bull Demon Emperor opened his blood-stained purple pupils, and vaguely saw his favorite disciple.

"The lower realm has never sent back your news. I thought you had fallen."

"Wait, this comfortable feeling... so I also fell?"

"Where is the female angel who guides the bull demon clan? Come on, take me there!"

Mangan's expression of joy, which was supposed to be happy, froze suddenly upon hearing the words.

"My lord... we are not dead, it is the master who saved you." Mangan said with some embarrassment.

"What! Master!? You've been arrested...wait a minute! Your cultivation level! Level five demon emperor!?" The purple eyes of the Bull Demon Emperor suddenly widened, and a carp flew out of Mangan's hand.

"How long has it been!? When you descended to the lower realm, you were only a first-level demon king, and you have a total of thirteen realms! You are upgrading the cultivation of the Sitting Jinpeng Clan!"

Han Ye was taken aback when he heard this.

"Jinpeng...why do I feel like I forgot something..."

Niyang Immortal Mansion.

Nine Heavens.

An extremely decadent golden-winged roc was lying in the hall, with a bunch of toy-like fairy artifacts scattered around it.

"Oh, destroy it."

"How many years has it been? Ever since I entered this ghostly place, I can't meet people, I can't get out, and I can't even sense the calamity of ascension!"

"I don't know what happened to the group of envoys from the lower realm and the surname Han?"

"Forget the ball, that's it, Peng is tired."

Han Ye looked at the poor bird figure in the Immortal Mansion, and pursed his lips in embarrassment.

"Uh... this Immortal Mansion was left unused in the Jiang Lan Realm after it was acquired. I originally wanted to send it to the Immortal Sword World, but I completely forgot it after practicing."

"When did this stubborn...sneak in?"

With a slight movement in Han Ye's mind, the restriction of Niyang Immortal Mansion was reopened.

Zong Jue in the mansion felt the changes in the outside world, and sat up suddenly.

"Is the Nine Heavens open? Someone has entered the mansion again!?"

A golden light and shadow quickly flew out of the nine-storey pavilion, and stopped shortly after being free.

In the sky in front of Zong Jue, a dense group of monsters were staring at him.

"This, this... this breath!" Zong Jue felt the pressure in front of him like the might of God, and his back was sweating coldly, even flapping his wings was extremely strenuous.

"Strange, master has been flying to the fairy world for a long time, where did he catch the monsters from the lower realm?"

"But fortunately, it's a super beast. Let's train him together and try to make him upgrade faster."

Kong Lan shouted, and hundreds of monster emperors gathered around, submerging Zong Jue...
The fog that had permeated the outer domain of the Temple of Mystery for hundreds of millions of years gradually receded.

The four cube palaces shrank infinitely, turning into four light spots that were collected in Han Ye's palm.

"Second brother, have you become the master of the Misty Temple?"

Wu Lan couldn't believe it, but the facts were before his eyes.

Han Ye smiled and nodded.

The Bull Demon Emperor originally wanted to go up to Han Ye to discuss it, then beat Han Yehai up, and then used the bull emperor's threat to force Han Ye to terminate his master-servant contract with Mangan!

But when he saw that the Mishen Temple was in Han Ye's hands, he turned his attention to Mangan.

"Xiaoman, your master, does he still lack spirit beasts?"

The Arrow Galaxy.

Dozens of figures filled with terrifying imperial prestige hovered in the sea of ​​stars, watching the thick fog in the Misty Temple dissipate, with different expressions.

"Everyone must have felt the might of Heaven that flooded the entire world of immortals and demons just now."

"The source is in this Mystery Temple." Xing Yuan said with a serious expression.

Although he has held the position of Jin Xingjun for only tens of thousands of years, after consulting the records of various monarchs, he found that such a strange change has never happened in the Dark Star Realm.

Wu Shan and Ju Mi looked at the clouds and mist of the Misty Temple that kept disappearing, with worry in their eyes.

"Senior Yinhua, do you know what's going on?" Emperor Qing asked respectfully through sound transmission to the old woman beside him.

"It can't be said, but it is indeed a good thing." Grandma Yinhua couldn't restrain a smile on her face.

Qingdi felt the sunny aura around this kind elder, so he didn't ask any more questions. After all, Yinhua took care of him a lot, and he had already regarded him as a master in his heart.

If the master is happy, that would be great.

Ao Wuming kept praying in his heart, hoping that this accident would not involve the Dragon Emperor.

"I told you not to take me! It's okay now, the old dragon and the old cow don't know if they are alive or dead inside, they deserve it!" The Great Ape Emperor frowned and cursed, but his hairy hands kept secreting uneasy sweat.

Although the monks in the demon world follow the law of the jungle, the four demons Ni Huang, Dragon Emperor, Bull Demon Emperor, and Great Ape Emperor get along very well and love each other like brothers.

"Huh? That person looks familiar." Hou Fei who was standing beside the Great Ape Emperor suddenly said, and everyone's eyes followed the direction of his fingers, and gathered on the figure revealed by the fog.

"Han Ye!" Wu Shan and Ju Mi shouted in surprise.

Grandma Yinhua narrowed her eyes slightly, then shook her head with deep emotion in her heart.

"As expected of the existence that the Lord God King can help with all his strength, even I, the upper god, can't see through it before ascending to the God Realm."

Han Ye glanced at the emperor-level powerhouses standing in the sea of ​​stars around him, smiled at those he knew, and then opened his mouth as calmly as a breeze passing through the clouds.

"Everyone, I have acquired the Misty Temple."

"What!?" Demon Emperor Shura uttered in horror, and all the emperors trembled.

The shock on Ao Wuming's face turned into nervousness in an instant.

"Senior, can you tell me where the Dragon Emperor is?"

"No name, my father is recuperating here." Ao Wuxu suddenly appeared beside Han Ye.

"Brother!" Ao Wuming's eyes were shining, especially after hearing the word "Father Emperor", his golden eyes were instantly filled with tears.

"Lord Niu Demon Emperor is also here." Mangan showed his figure and saluted Ni Huang and Great Ape Emperor, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"The rest of the people have all fallen." Han Ye said lightly.

The group of immortal emperors led by Zhibai had already guessed the ending after Han Ye revealed that he was the master of the Misty Temple.

Emperor Yu once set up a world killing formation to encircle and suppress Han Ye, so how could it be possible for them to spare the life of their enemy.

"Xue Tianya was also killed by you!?" Demon Emperor Shura's eyes were about to burst, he let out an angry roar, and instantly transformed into a three-headed and six-armed killing form.

Han Ye glanced at the place where the murderous aura emanated.

'boom! '

A mist of demonic energy and blood dispersed.

"Killed the ninth-level devil emperor with just one look!?" Emperor Qing's pupils trembled.

"Even if I use the nine-yuan water drop, a middle-grade artifact, I will never be sure of instant killing. Could it be that this Han Ye is from the upper realm like Senior Yinhua?"

"I don't like trouble, whoever refuses to accept it, step forward, and I will solve it together." Han Ye said lightly, but his relaxed inquiry sounded like a biting cold wind from hell, penetrating into the souls of the emperors.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Han, for becoming the Master of the Misty Temple!" Several voices sounded one after another.

(End of this chapter)