Having the genes of a demon king, I never intended to be a kept man.

Emilia sensed the demonic energy that instantly gathered around Muramasa and was deeply shocked.

What a strange and eerie demonic aura!

Such a sense of oppression... Is this guy really only at the first stage of the Soul Emperor realm?

"Be careful!" Nangong Ru couldn't help but warn Ye Ge.

"ended."

The moment Muramasa swung his sword, he saw Yoru standing motionless in place, and he knew that Yoru was already dead.

"Shh-"

Blood stained the entire tomb.

The Dance of Blood Wheels is essentially just a sword aura slash.

However, the sword energy will unleash the supreme crimson halo of the Sun Wheel Clan. Any life that sees the crimson sun blooming in its field of vision will be unable to dodge, and at the same time, it will instantly prevent them from using any active skills and seal their passive skills.

"No matter how many trump cards you have left, it's all useless now," Muramasa said. "Save them to meet the King of Hell."

With the physical strength of a Shura Realm cultivator, being hit by the Dance of the Blood Wheel would be certain death; they would be instantly melted into charcoal by the Blood Wheel Sun!

However, the next moment, Muramasa's expression suddenly changed.

Ye Ge stood there motionless.

But the blood-red blade of energy just whizzed past him with a "whoosh," barely brushing past him.

They only cut off a single strand of his hair.

"Boom!" The stone coffin in the middle of the tomb was shattered with a single blow, with one-third of its corner cut off.

"?!" Muramasa exclaimed in disbelief.

It missed?!

Yege remained standing still, as if he had just come to his senses. He turned to look at the burning stone coffin behind him, then back at Muramasa, and touched his neck: "What was that thing that just flew past me?"

Muramasa: "..."

Nangong Ru, Emilia, Elon, and others: "..."

"Oh, you missed?" Ye Ge said, "So even the most talented genius of the Sun Wheel Clan in a thousand years can make such a basic mistake?"

Muramasa frowned. His movements should have been precise to the millimeter. How could he have missed?

He suddenly realized something and looked down at his hands holding the knife.

In the instant he swung his sword, it subtly shifted an inch to the left.

"Mind control?"

How could this human possess mind control? And when did he cast the spell on himself?

“Kill yourself.” A calm voice suddenly appeared in Muramasa’s mind.

"!!!"

Muramasa's pupils contracted sharply, and his hands trembled slightly, beginning to become unresponsive.

The voice in my mind was clearly Ye Ge's voice.

Muramasa looked up and saw Yoru standing there calmly, as if she knew nothing.

Then, Muramasa actually reversed his grip on the katana, slowly raised it, and aimed it at his own abdomen.

"..."

"..."

Cold sweat poured down Muramasa's gloomy and pale face.

His arm muscles tensed and trembled, and you could clearly feel him struggling.

But he discovered that, as a Soul Emperor, he was completely unable to resist the orders given by Ye Ge!

“When you cast mind control on someone, that’s when your resistance to mind control is at its weakest.” Ye Ge chuckled. “You just used mind control on so many people in a row, so of course you can’t resist it now.”

Muramasa: "...You...how do you know so much about mind control techniques?"

"Don't tell you."

"..."

“I know you still have many trump cards up your sleeve, but you probably won’t be able to use them,” Ye Ge said. “Save them for when you meet the King of Hell.”

puff!

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword plunged into his abdomen and emerged from behind...

Blood splattered all over the ground.

The boy's wide eyes were bloodshot and filled with resentment as he slowly knelt down.

After Muramasa died, his flesh and blood quickly turned into blood, then into wisps of black mist, which were absorbed and devoured by the samurai sword on his body.

Night Song walked over and pulled the samurai sword from the ground.

The blade hummed and vibrated, and the moment Ye Ge gripped it, countless demonic cries, hisses, and whispers echoed in his mind.

Wisps of black energy escaped from the samurai sword.

"roar....."

A lion's roar came from within.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be possessed by the demon in the samurai sword in an instant.

Night Song silently channeled her magic back into it.

Samurai sword: "..."

Then the knife quickly became obedient.

[Weapon obtained - Demon Slayer Blade (Gold)]

[Introduction: The national treasure of the Sunwheel Clan, it harbors countless demonic souls and contains immense demonic power. The souls of hundreds of Sunwheel Clan warriors were sacrificed to forge this sword. It is an extremely dangerous weapon, but whoever successfully wields it can control the abilities of hundreds of Sunwheel warriors!]

Emilia, Nangong Ru, Elon, and the others were all dumbfounded.

Ye Xiaoyou gave Ye Ge a deep look.

It's even more amazing than I imagined...

With Muramasa dead, all the people of the myriad races naturally broke free from the mind-control technique.

Emilia walked over, incredulous: "You actually killed this guy just like that???"

Night Song: "Strictly speaking, he wasn't killed by me."

Emilia was puzzled.

“Muramasa’s vitality wasn’t originally that weak,” Ye Xiaoyou said with a smile. “But after being struck by his own Demon Slayer Blade, his power could no longer control the demon residing in the blade, and he was thus devoured by the Demon Slayer Blade.”

Therefore, Muramasa also became a sacrifice to this samurai sword.

Nangong Ru: "So that's how it is..."

"Damn it, he deserved to die!" Venerable Zhao of the Celestial Clan spat. "He actually dared to ambush me when I was completely off guard! Letting him die like this is too good for him!"

"Is this the ninth level?" The Lei Xuan clansman asked with delight, "We've arrived at the ninth level?"

“No,” Airon told them, “this is the eighth level of the dungeon.”

"The eighth level?" The Wind Clan's Holy Maiden was somewhat confused, looking at the enormous stone coffin in the center of the tomb chamber: "If it's the eighth level, why is the First Emperor of the Human Race's coffin here? Wasn't it said that the ninth level was where the First Emperor of the Human Race's coffin was stored?"

Ye Ge calmly said, "That is not the coffin of the First Emperor of the Human Race."

"No?" The Wind Clan's Holy Maiden asked, "Then whose coffin is it?"

Vampire: "Look, there seems to be movement inside that coffin..."

The vampires, the thunder demons, Venerable Zhao, and the Wind Clan's Holy Maiden all crowded around. The spot on the stone coffin's surface, where the blade of energy had just sliced ​​open, was now emitting a faint glow, and cracks were gradually spreading from that opening to the entire surface of the coffin.

"..." Ye Ge silently retreated without saying a word.

The stone coffin was shattered by the Dance of Blood, and the seal has been broken.

That thing is definitely about to come out.

Ye Xiaoyou did the same thing, her expression serious, she didn't say a word, but silently retreated away from the coffin.