The Ancient Demon's corpse was indeed under his control.
"It's really Zhao Wuhuang. Why is he standing next to the demoness?"
"Did he really command the Ancient Demon's corpse just now? Why would he do that?"
"Impossible. Zhao Danchen is the proud disciple of the Martial Emperor. Is he going to betray the Martial Emperor?"
Zhao Danchen's appearance caused the Martial Emperor City to become even livelier. Basically, everyone was making a ruckus. Their faces were filled with confusion and disbelief.
Long Chen was also a little surprised.
"Could it be that Zhao Danchen no longer cares about the Martial Emperor after obtaining the Ancient Demon's corpse?" Long Chen gradually saw some clues.
At this time, Zhao Danchen and Zhao Wuji were facing each other. Zhao Danchen's expression was indifferent, and there was even a hint of a mocking smile on his face. On the other hand, Martial Emperor Zhao Wuji's expression was very ugly. He had spent a lot of effort to finally get a chance to kill Feng Xuan, but Zhao Danchen had destroyed this opportunity. This was a very rare opportunity. Zhao Wuji did not grasp it today, and it was estimated that he would not have another opportunity in the future.
The Ancient Tomb Token that was originally in place was now going to have a big accident.
How could Zhao Wuji not be angry? No matter how calm he was, he was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He admitted that there was some conflict between him and Zhao Danchen, but he did not expect that Zhao Danchen would actually do such a thing.
Such a small action had directly forced Zhao Wuji into a dead end.
As the saying goes, the older the ginger, the spicier. This time, Zhao Wuji had been tricked by his closest disciple. This showed how cold Zhao Danchen's heart was.
"Danchen, give me an explanation." Zhao Wuji's voice was hoarse as he looked coldly at Zhao Danchen.
"Explain."
Zhao Danchen laughed heartily and said, "What kind of joke is this? Do I need to give you any explanation? What kind of relationship do I have with you? Are you my personal disciple or are you just a tool?"
Zhao Wuji remained silent for a while. He stared at Zhao Danchen and said, "You don't need to think too much. I will give you what you deserve. Whether it is the Martial Emperor Seal or the Geocentric Milk, I can forgive you for what you have done. However, you need to atone for your crimes and join hands with me to kill this woman. She is from the Tianfeng Dynasty. If she doesn't die, we will all die."
At this critical time, Zhao Wuji didn't want to waste time with Zhao Danchen. While Feng Xuan was still injured, it was the way of the king to kill her completely.
Otherwise, there would be endless troubles in the future.
"What did you say?"
Zhao Danchen laughed even louder. He looked at Zhao Wuji as if he was looking at an idiot and said, "Old man, you are too whimsical. Do you think I am an idiot? I stopped you just now and ruined your dream. Now that you need my strength, you can say that you don't care about what I did. But after she dies, you will probably kill me. I, Zhao Danchen, am not an idiot. So don't even think about it."
Feng Xuan was a little nervous when she heard that Zhao Danchen was Zhao Wuji's disciple. If they joined hands, Feng Xuan, who was injured, wouldn't be a match for them. However, after hearing Zhao Danchen's words, she knew that this man and her master, Zhao Wuji, were not on the same path.
"Then what do you want?"
Zhao Danchen's indifferent attitude was really infuriating. On the side of the Martial Emperor City, there were already people scolding him as a bastard who deceived his master. After all, the people of the Martial Emperor City could clearly hear what they said.
"What do I want? I have already mentioned before that I want the Geocentric Milk. You didn't give it to me at that time. Give it to me now. If you don't, you will lose your life." Zhao Danchen threatened.
Lose his life.
What he meant by this sentence was that if Zhao Wuji didn't even take out the Geocentric Milk, he would directly attack Zhao Wuji. After all, Zhao Wuji was also injured. The side effect of the Martial Emperor's Possession was quite strong.
"Of course, give me the Martial Emperor's Ring as well. I also want to try the power of the Martial Emperor's Possession. Haha …" Zhao Danchen laughed unscrupulously.
If it was just the Geocentric Milk, Zhao Wuji might agree. However, he hesitated if it was the Martial Emperor's Ring. The Martial Emperor's Ring symbolized the identity of a Martial Emperor. It was the inheritance of every Martial Emperor. If Zhao Danchen became the new Martial Emperor in the future, Zhao Wuji would have to pass the Martial Emperor's Ring to him. However, Zhao Wuji's situation was different. He needed to bring the Martial Emperor's Ring to the Archaic Cemetery.
Therefore, even if Zhao Danchen was obedient, Zhao Wuji would not give him the position of Martial Emperor in the future.
Hearing Zhao Danchen's request, the Martial Emperor's frown deepened.
Zhao Danchen refused to give in. If he let go of what happened today, when Feng Xuan recovered, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At this moment, Feng Xuan spoke.
"Brother, I have an even better suggestion. Do you want to hear it?"
Feng Xuan's words were directed at Zhao Danchen. Her voice itself had a kind of enticing power that made one's heart itch.
"What do you want to say?"
Zhao Danchen looked at Feng Xuan with a friendly expression. His eyes swept over Feng Xuan's appearance and figure. His face was instantly filled with amazement. As he spoke, his eyes stopped on Feng Xuan's towering breasts and he swallowed his saliva.
Feng Xuan giggled when she saw that Zhao Danchen was drooling over her body. Her foxy eyes had a soul-stirring power. She looked at Zhao Danchen with a sweet smile and said, "I came to the Martial Emperor City just to ask for some ten-thousand-year-old Geocentric Milk. What about you? You also want the ten-thousand-year-old Geocentric Milk, and the Martial Emperor's ring and so on? Only one person has these things. Why don't we join forces and kill him? I only want the ordinary ten-thousand-year-old Geocentric Milk, and you can have the rest.
What do you think? "Feng Xuan used the soft voice of a young girl to say such vicious words.
As soon as these words were spoken, the Martial Emperor City was even more shocked.
"Zhao Danchen won't agree to her request, right?"
Everyone's eyes were filled with nervousness. Xiao Lin, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, looked at this scene with a solemn expression. He did not move. He could not interfere in a confrontation of this level. However, he knew that something even bigger was about to happen today.
If this was really the case, he knew that he should find a place to stand.
Zhao Danchen smiled. At first, he did not reply. His gaze eventually shifted to Zhao Wuji. At this moment, Zhao Wuji was looking at him with sparkling eyes. His eyes were filled with a kind of oppressive power. Being stared at by Zhao Wuji like this, Zhao Danchen felt uncomfortable all over. He even felt a little uncomfortable. It was as if the dirty things in his heart were all exposed to Zhao Wuji's eyes.
He suddenly remembered that all of his abilities were nurtured by Zhao Wuji bit by bit.
"No, Zhao Wuji is just a selfish person. He's not even willing to give me the ten-thousand-year-old Geocentric Milk. He'll only prepare it for himself. He won't even give me his Martial Emperor's ring just to enter the Ancient Cemetery. Why would I, Zhao Danchen, risk my life for such a selfish person? Today is my only chance to obtain the ten-thousand-year-old Geocentric Milk and the Martial Emperor's ring.
As for Feng Xuan, Zhao Danchen did not fear her today. Feng Xuan was already injured. Otherwise, she would not have asked him, Zhao Danchen, to join forces with her.
Under the disbelieving eyes of countless people, Zhao Danchen smiled. He nodded towards Feng Xuan and said in a clear voice, "Since a beautiful woman has invited me, I, Zhao Danchen, would naturally be impolite. Since you want to make your move, then do it as soon as possible."
As he said this, he manipulated the Eternal Demon Banner in his hands. The Ancient Demon corpse emitted a heaven-shaking roar, and its bones emitted crackling sounds.
Feng Xuan did not think that Zhao Danchen would agree.
"This bastard even dared to kill his own master. He's definitely a hero among men. He's not very strong, but he has this corpse. Once I kill his master and recover from my injuries, I'll kill him and dodge the flag in his hand …"
This was Feng Xuan's plan.
"Let's attack together."
Feng Xuan endured the injuries on her body and displayed her strange footwork. A strong wind rushed towards Zhao Danchen, and the Ancient Demon corpse, under Zhao Danchen's control, also attacked Zhao Danchen.
"Die, Zhao Wuji." Zhao Danchen's face revealed a grim smile.
Above Martial Emperor City, curses filled the sky. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation as they looked at the besieged Martial Emperor. Their faces were as black as charcoal.
"Zhao Danchen, this cruel and unscrupulous fellow. I originally worshipped his talent, but I never thought that he would be such a person. For the sake of the ten-thousand-year Geocentric Milk and the Martial Emperor's ring, he actually wants to kill his master and exterminate his ancestors."
"This beast, this beast, the heavens cannot tolerate this."
Some of the old fellows were so angry that their faces turned red, and they almost suffocated.
Wave after wave of curses filled the sky, from the eighteen generations of Zhao Danchen's ancestors to the point of having no descendants.
Here, only the Martial Monarch, Xiao Lin, was the core of the crowd. At this time, most of the Martial Kings gathered around Xiao Lin, letting him support the overall situation.
"Xiao Wu Huang, let's go and support the Martial Emperor. If this continues, the Martial Emperor will really die."
"That's right, if Zhao Danchen controls the Wushu Alliance, with his vicious character, there will be no place for us in the Wushu Alliance. Our Wushu Alliance will be destroyed by his hands sooner or later."
Everyone said this to Xiao Lin with tears in their eyes.
Xiao Lin stared in Zhao Wuji's direction without blinking. Under the joint attack of two experts, Zhao Wuji, who was already injured and could no longer use the power of the Martial Emperor's ring, was already in an extremely sorry state. Based on this situation, Zhao Wuji's death was inevitable. At this moment, Zhao Wuji was only making his final struggle.
The Martial Emperor's Seal that he had risked his life to use was destroyed by Zhao Danchen. Now, he had lost his chance. Zhao Wuji was not a match for Feng Xuan, not to mention the addition of an Ancient Demon corpse that had terrifying attacks and was not afraid of death.
Xiao Lin knew that even if he sacrificed all the Martial Kings and himself tomorrow, he would not be able to save the current Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji would probably never have thought that he would die at the hands of his own disciple.
He was not convinced.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji was like a wild beast. The power of the Martial Emperor's ring frantically surged into his body. The huge power shattered many of the meridians in his body, and then he used it forcefully.
If this continued, he would fall one second later.