Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

The space broke apart and Wang Wei walked out of it, there, he witnessed Ji Song's sudden transformation. With a scan of his Divine Sense, he sensed a powerful force from a bone in Ji Song's ribs taking over his soul.

Meanwhile, after the new owner of Ji Song adjusted to his new body, he finally looked at the person in front of him and said: "I have to thank you. If you did not destroy his confidence so thoroughly, it would not be so easy for me to take control of his body."

"Devil?" asked Wang Wei. Then, he shook his head. "I'm even more disappointed in you, Ji Song. You could not even control your power."

As soon as those words came out, the face of Ji Song's face; half of it of was twisted, while the other was perfectly fine. However, the change only lasted for a few seconds before returning to normal.

"Well, I cannot believe that this guy's reverence for you is so great that even your taunting words are enough to ignite his fighting will," said Ji Song, still with his strange gravy voice.

"I see. So, you are nothing but the will of a powerful Devil Race and are fighting over control of this body with Ji Song. Giving that you did not even have a Primordial Soul to take over his body, you are most likely dead already."

"What a cunning brat," replied the devil. Then, he took a good look at Wang Wei for the first time. "What an exuberant breath, what powerful vitality. Your fleshly body can compare with some of the heaven-defying Devil Princes of my Era."

"Thank you for the compliment, but I've seen better," replied Wang Wei nonchalantly.

Nevertheless, the devil ignored his words and continued to analyze him.

"Then, there is your soul...is that a Parag...Kids, your secrets are not small. Unfortunately for you, you met me. After I swallow your soul, I can properly resurrect."

"Should I be afraid of a dead person--even if you were once a Devil God, how much power can you use in your current state."

"More than enough to deal with you...Wait, why do I smell the vile scent of that woman on you?"

"What woman?"

"Empress Wu!" replied the devil with gritted teeth.

"Oh, she's my wife."

"Don't be ridiculous. As if any man would ever be worthy of that woman, let alone a snot-nosed brat in the Supernatural Realm. Anyway, after I kill you and swallow your soul, I'll know the answer."

"Just because you suffer from low self-esteem does not mean that I do."

"Enough with the sarcastic taunts. I'm starting to understand why the owner of this body hated you so much. You brat have a poisonous tongue."

"Unfortunately, this is one of the few flaws that I learned from my mother. Well, I probably should not say that since she is watching." Wang Wei then looked upward toward the broadcasting formation and said:

"Mother, I'm sorry, it was all father's fault; he taught me that you had a poisonous tongue and that I should learn from you to mess up the mind of my enemies."

Many people watching this fight were speechless for a while as this was the first time that they saw such a side to Wang Wei. Most people often think of him as calm, collected, cunning, and ruthless. But today, they saw his humorous and carefree side. Many women like that side about him.

Meanwhile, back in the Dao Opening Sect, Yu Yan was looking at Sect Master Wang Tian with a wrathful fury in her eyes. Meanwhile, the latter twitched as he knew that his son was lying. Unfortunately, even if he explained, he knew that she would not believe him. So, he just accepted his fate.

Meanwhile, back on the battlefield, the devil was furious that this brat ignored. He quickly calmed himself down as he sniffed the air.

"Let's see what sins you have caused in your life. There is lust, murder, conspiracies, greed for power. However, all of these are minor. The really big one is genocide."

Wang Wei frowned after hearing this, then asked: "Genocide?"

"Yes. In the Qi Luck Trial, you committed genocide by killing more than 99% of all the demonic beasts of that world. Shouldn't you pay for your sins?"

Immediately, Wang Wei felt a weird power inside his mind, trying to make him have remorse for all his actions; it was like it was condemning him for his behavior towards the demon race in that trial.

Nevertheless, he still had a calm look on his face as he looked at his opponent: "How ironic. A devil is talking to me about remorse and repenting about my sins. Don't you guys feed on negative karma?"

"Heaven and Earth are fair. Since the Light Race feeds of positive karma, of course, the devil race needs to exist."

"Heaven and Earth, huh?" said Wang Wei. "Speaking of this, Heaven and Earth did not consider my action as genocide, and even rewarded me with merit once the bodies of these demonic beasts were used properly, so what gives you the right to judge me? Are you better than Heaven and Erath?"

"...Haha, you are a cold-hearted little brat, aren't you? Anyway, I did not expect my little trick to work on you. Now that I've bought enough time to properly control this body, it's time for you to die."

"And I don't care about what you do, because your ending will be the same: death," replied Wang Wei.

The devil did not say anything but made a swallowing motion with his mouth. Then, countless dark lights came from Wang Wei's body and were swallowed by him. Immediately afterward, his body grew to more than 10 meters, however, he was more slender in comparison to his previous physique.

"Brat, you may justify your actions in any way that you want, but you still have to bear the weight of your sins.

As soon as the devil said those words, Wang Wei felt a heavy load on his body; and this load or weight was not due to gravity, or some other physical force. This weight made his movement sluggish as he felt like he was in a quagmire and his every movement required a tremendous amount of energy to move.

Nevertheless, he could still move. Clenching his fist, he threw out a punch. A white flame came out and turned into a typhoon as it rushed towards the devil, making his expression very ugly.

The devil recognized this flame as the Cleansing-Purifying Flame. This is a Heavenly Flame known specifically to be the nemesis of people who committed great sins--just like their devil race. If the devil was in its peak, he could disdain at such a flame, but in his current situation, it was truly deadly.

Without hesitation, the devil opened his mouth and spar out a brown flame. As soon as those two flames clashed, a massive explosion did not occur, but they disappeared altogether; it was like they canceled one another.

However, before the devil could relax, Wang Wei--whose body was enveloped by white flame--rushed straight to him and threw a punch. The flame in his hand seemed to come alive, wanting to purify this evildoer.

Unfortunately, the devil reciprocated with a punch of his own, and the brown flame in his body seemed to be the antithesis of the Cleansing-Purifying Flame.

Wang Wei's mind moved rapidly as he recognized that brown flame as the Soul-Corrupting Flame. While one purifies everything, the other corrupt or taints everything.

Nevertheless, although the flames did not work, Wang Wei's attack did some damage. After the devil extinguished the flame, the force of the punch sent him a few dozens of meters away, and he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

Without giving his opponent the chance to breathe, he instantly appeared in front of him, and there was another punch encased with a white flame. The reaction of the devil was very fast as he crossed his arms to block the blow, while his body was encased in brown flame.

However, right before Wang Wei's attack hit, his white flame turned black as he instantly switch to the Heavenly Destruction Flame.

Caught off guard, the devil suffered a devastating blow. His Soul-Corrupting Flame was annihilated, along with his two arms. Oddly though, he was not sent flying away, and he soon discovered why.

Before he could react, Wang Wei grabbed his head and filled Ji Song's Sea of Consciousness with white flame. The devil screamed in agony as his voice echoed throughout this world.

After a few seconds, Wang Wei released him from his grip, and he fell to the ground. The devil looked at him directly in the eyes with hatred and humiliation. If he was not in his current weakened state, he would not lose so easily.

"This is not the last you will see of me," muttered the devil before disappearing. As for Wang Wei, he did not care. Although he can be cocky, that only depends on the situation.

This devil was most likely a Devil God who died under the hands of Empress Wu. So, no matter how weak he was, he was still once a powerful being on the level of Great Emperor. So, Wang Wei decided to end him as quickly as possible with the most effective method.

After all, any battle is like war, and as he learned before, anything can happen in war.

Meanwhile, Ji Song regained control of his body after the devil's Will was purified. He looked at Wang Wei and said: "Thank you for allowing me to get rid of that pest once in for while. Now, let the real fight begin."

Countless tattoos and symbols appeared over his body that was still in the form of a devil. Then, Ji Song said: [Infinite Power!]

His Innate Talent was activated.