All Chapters of THE DEMON EMPEROR REBORN AS A SERVANT: Chapter 161
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Chapter 161: The Collision of Four Sky Rulers
BOOOOOOOOMMMM!! The massive Qi explosions from four Tier 2 Sky Realm Warriors detonating simultaneously completely tore through the silence of the Imperial Sacred Arena. The centuries-old marble walls of the Colosseum cracked violently. Giant stone debris collapsed heavily onto the fighting floor. The air in the exact center of the arena swirled wildly. It perfectly divided into two oceans of highly lethal energy actively tearing at each other. A firestorm and a glacier on the Lin Family's side, clashing brutally against waves of blood and wind blades from the imperial side. Zou Ci shot rapidly through the air. The Death Flute in his hand unleashed thousands of pitch-black Qi slashes. His absolute target was Nay Lin. However, the beautiful woman who looked exactly like a twenty-one-year-old girl was absolutely not intimidated in the slightest. Her flawless, unblemished face radiated absolute arrogance. With a highly grac
Chapter 162: The Destructive Dance of Ice and Fire
"Elder Zhang. Sister Nay. How much longer are you going to make our Patriarch stand here and watch a cheap show like this?" Xiao Chen's flat voice flowing smoothly from behind Lei Jingtian's shield cleanly cut through the absolute chaos above the arena. The voice was not loud. Yet for Zhang An and Nay Lin, that specific tone triggered a highly invisible, agonizing throb deep inside their Dantians. It was a highly lethal warning that the Blood Silkworm parasites were actively watching their every single move. Nay Lin, who was currently floating elegantly in the air, instantly halted her ice whip. Her highly graceful gaze mutated into something incredibly serious. Her long black hair fluttered in the freezing wind. She actively radiated the lethal charm of a two-century-old legend perfectly disguised in eternal, youthful beauty. "Old Geezer, stop playing around," Nay Lin growled at Zhang An through Qi transmission. Her bea
Chapter 163: Celebration in the Lin Family Manor
Two days after the shockwave at the Imperial Sacred Arena violently shook the entire Heavenly Cloud Capital, the thick aura of fear blanketing the territory outside the Lin Manor contrasted sharply with the warmth thriving inside its main hall. The savory aroma of roasted meat glazed in herbal oils wafted through the air. It mixed heavily with the strong scent of alcohol from dozens of the highest quality wine jugs. Dragon-carved teakwood tables groaned under the weight of lavish feasts. This was an exclusive, private banquet specifically hosted by Lin Tian to celebrate the resurrection of the Lin Family and to firmly secure the absolute loyalty of his entire army. At the row of tables on the right, fifty Asura Guards sat in terrifyingly disciplined silence. Out of the two hundred Asura Guards currently belonging to the Lin Family, one hundred and fifty warriors at the Titled Warrior realm were actively assigned to secure the manor's perimet
Chapter 164: Memories of the Emperor
The echo of the "Mentor and Adopted Brother" declaration made by Lin Tian still hung heavy in the air of the banquet hall. Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at Xiao Chen with pure admiration. They fully expected a proud smile from the young man whose status had just been officially elevated from a mere servant to the legitimate family of the Patriarch. However, the exact opposite happened. Xiao Chen placed his wine cup down with an incredibly stiff, rigid motion. He stood up slowly, stepped out of the dim corner, and walked straight toward Lin Tian. The black eyes of the Demonic Emperor stared at the eleven-year-old boy with a remarkably cold, freezing gaze. Inside Xiao Chen's chest, the Heart Demon Curse throbbed wildly. It actively sent stinging pain directly into his blood vessels. His overwhelming urge to choke the boy and fiercely curse Lin Tian's absolute stupidity was automatically restrained by the law of causalit
Chapter 165: A Signal from the Sky
The pure killing aura that exploded from Xiao Chen's body completely froze the air in the corner of the banquet hall. Fine hairline cracks rapidly spread across the wooden floor directly beneath the Demonic Emperor's feet. The entire Asura Guard, the 4 Wailing Demons, and all the attending elders completely held their breath. Absolutely no one dared to move a single muscle. However, right in the absolute middle of that sanity-breaking tension, Xiao Chen took a very deep breath. In the blink of an eye, the absolute darkness inside his pupils shrank rapidly. The aura of death heavily compressing Lei Tie's throat vanished entirely without a trace, exactly as if it had never existed in the first place. The air began to flow normally once again. It allowed the one-armed veteran general to cough softly and gasp heavily for oxygen with a face as pale as paper. Xiao Chen turned his face away. His slightly trembling hand grabbed
Chapter 166: Invitation From the Empire
Five days had passed since the Lin Family's arrogant declaration in front of the imperial representatives. The Heavenly Cloud Capital was blanketed by a thick gray fog that morning. It completely blocked out the sunlight and dropped the temperature to a bone-piercing chill. The silence on the main streets was not a sign of peace. It was the pure terror of thousands of mortal eyes waiting for the inevitable storm that would claim their lives. In front of the main gates of the Lin Family Manor, a luxurious horse-drawn carriage carved with golden dragons came to a halt. There were no armored troops acting as an escort. There were no horns blown. Only a single figure stepped down from the carriage. He wore a plain gray robe entirely devoid of any imperial crests. His head was covered by a hood. His face was completely hidden behind a cloth mask that only revealed a pair of incredibly sharp eyes. However,
Chapter 167: The Demonic Emperor's Gamble
A full day had passed since the Earth Sage left the Lin Manor gates carrying an answer that violently shook the entire capital. The sun had completely set. It was entirely replaced by thick, pitch-black storm clouds that heavily blanketed the Heavenly Cloud Capital. The air felt incredibly damp, exactly as if the sky itself was actively holding its breath right before spilling an ocean of blood. Inside the Lin Manor, the atmosphere was phenomenally quieter than usual. Lady Lin Xuanyin sat inside the main hall. Her face was deathly pale. She tightly gripped a teacup whose contents had long since turned freezing cold. Right beside her, Lin Tian stood staring deeply at the empire map on the wall with incredibly tightly clenched fists. There was absolutely no fear in the eleven-year-old boy's eyes, but the heavy tension violently squeezing his chest simply could not be hidden. Outside the hall, Grandpa Fire Zhang An and Gran
Chapter 168: The Suffocating Throne Room
Exactly one day before the imperial invitation was delivered to the Lin Family Manor. The Supreme Palace of the Zhao Empire was a symbol of absolute power, completely impenetrable to dust, let alone swords. But that morning, the air inside the main throne room felt incredibly heavy and smelled strongly of copper. It was as if the blood of the recently deceased Shangguan Hong was seeping right through the golden pillars of the palace. Emperor Zhao Wuji sat upon his dragon throne. He massaged his temples with a thumb adorned with an imperial jade ring. The face of the middle-aged man, usually so calm and calculating, now radiated a highly dense aura of paranoia. Below the throne steps, the main pillars supporting the nation stood in a suffocating silence. General Asura, Bao Xi, stood rigidly in his golden armor. Beside him, Zou Ci, the Mad Ascetic, rolled his wooden prayer beads with half-closed eyes.
Chapter 169: The Voices of Three Dragons
Crown Prince Zhao Long took a single step forward. He lowered his head with a highly polite demeanor that he had practiced to absolute perfection. Behind his golden robes, his cunning brain spun through hundreds of different scenarios. The death of Shangguan Hong was a devastating loss, but Zhao Long was absolutely not going to let himself sink alongside a sinking ship. In front of the Emperor, he had to appear exactly like a rational statesman, not a panicked heir who had just lost his main money printing machine. "To answer Imperial Father's question," Zhao Long said. His voice was calm and perfectly measured. "In my opinion, starting an open war of annihilation inside the capital right now is a highly unwise move. Even though the Lin Family absolutely deserves the death penalty for their sheer insolence, we must not forget the eastern and western borders. The Kuanyin Empire is actively mobilizing their troops. If we waste the strength of
Chapter 170: The Bloody Banquet
The Supreme Palace of the Zhao Empire was specifically designed to be incredibly intimidating. The giant golden pillars supporting the ceiling of the banquet hall actively radiated the heavy fluctuations of the Emperor's Sealing Array. It was a highly ancient formation that aggressively absorbed natural Qi and violently converted it into artificial gravitational pressure. A blood-red carpet stretched perfectly from the main doors all the way to the steps of the throne. It seemed to heavily imply that the path to absolute power absolutely had to be paid for with human lives. The small Lin Family entourage stepped inside. They cleanly sliced through the suffocating silence. Lin Tian walked at the very front. His chin was lifted high, actively challenging the stares of hundreds of nobles. Lady Lin Xuanyin walked highly gracefully right beside him. She perfectly hid the cold sweat heavily soaking her palms. Behind them, Xiao Chen walked incredib