Chapter 982: A Ray of Light's Protection

Thus, enduring the excruciating pain of the Jade Bone Divine Sword piercing his shoulder, the Western Emperor's immortal soul shed a tear, seemingly trying to move Xu Yang and repent for his past misdeeds.

However, this small trick of his was utterly insignificant in Xu Yang's eyes.

"I have already given you a chance, but you didn't seize it. Now, knowing you have no chance of winning against me, you decisively begin to grovel and beg for mercy. Do you really think I will give you a second chance?"

The Western Emperor, surprisingly decisive, cast aside all dignity and knelt on the ground with a thud. Even though he had no physical body at this moment, his complete soul was still able to perform the action of kneeling on both knees and bowing submissively.

Upon seeing the old man's submissive actions, Xu Yang grew even more disdainful. With a gentle wave of his palm, the Jade Bone Divine Sword was withdrawn from the depths of his complete soul essence.

Yet, even so, his immortal soul continued to gush out its purest soul essence, which was gradually absorbed by the Jade Bone Divine Sword. This attack effect was something Xu Yang had not anticipated.

"Hahaha! See? Your highly revered god has already begun harvesting everything you're most proud of! It seems it won't be long before you become the sword-slave of my Jade Bone Divine Sword, its most loyal guardian. Of course, by doing so, at least your life will be spared; your immortal soul won't be crushed in my hands. For you, remaining alive is already the best outcome. Don't continue to hope for things that are irrelevant to you."

When Xu Yang spoke these words, they were filled with the authority of a superior and completely crushed all of the Western Emperor's desires. At this moment, he truly achieved enlightenment. After struggling for so many years, he finally returned to his roots, coming under the command of the god he most revered.

Even if he had a myriad of unwilling thoughts, once all of his soul essence was completely absorbed by the Jade Bone Divine Sword, he had no other choice. Moreover, the purifying power of the Jade Bone Divine Sword on his soul was quite evident.

When Xu Yang gripped the Jade Bone Divine Sword once more, the moment a wisp of soul gently awakened the sword's body, the Western Emperor's soul essence reappeared, now in the role of a servant, kneeling respectfully beside him.

"Sword-slave Western Emperor greets Master."

Xu Yang chuckled. "I am quite satisfied with your current appearance. You old fellow, you truly had to learn the hard way. If you had been this respectful to me from the start, how could I have let you fall to such a state? After all, everything that originally belonged to you is now under my command. It would have been reasonable to give you a dignified end. But what can I do? You chose to act so arrogantly in front of me, so I had no choice but to reluctantly put you in your place."

The Western Emperor no longer showed any temper. He respectfully bowed to Xu Yang, lowering his previously proud head, and said, "To be the Master's sword-slave is already this old servant's greatest honor in this life. I dare not ask for anything more!"

Xu Yang nodded with satisfaction. "Since you say so, I will take all your treasures. I know you won't mind. Consider it your filial piety towards me with these treasures. In fact, you should feel fortunate. Although I punished you and made you perfectly merge with my Jade Bone Divine Sword, if I hadn't done this, sooner or later you would have perished in this endless sea. Because you no longer possessed your own physical body, and throughout the entire Yingzhou Continent, no one's body or bones could satisfy your desires. If I hadn't appeared in time to sever these illusory karmic ties on you, sooner or later you would have paid a heavy price for the uncontrolled growth of your endless desires."

The more the Western Emperor listened to Xu Yang lecturing him, the more aggrieved he felt. In the end, he had lost everything; not only had he gained nothing, but he had become Xu Yang's servant for nothing.

Yet, as he listened to Xu Yang's lecture at this moment, the other party still spoke in a tone as if bestowing a great favor upon him.

Who could possibly stand this?

But what could be done? This was the Western Emperor's fate. In front of Xu Yang, he could only grovel and humbly accept the lecturing.

Xu Yang wasn't intentionally humiliating him; he was merely giving him a subtle form of re-education to make him realize that even becoming a sword-slave was his honor.

"Oh, right! Don't be in a hurry to go back yet. Come with me and tally the inventory of this treasure vault. Let's see if I've missed any valuable items."

The moment Xu Yang uttered these words, the Western Emperor was so infuriated he nearly coughed up blood.

Damn it, counting the assets he had painstakingly accumulated, right beside Xu Yang. One wonders what kind of emotional turmoil the Western Emperor must have been experiencing at that moment to be considered normal.

He probably felt as if ten thousand alpacas were galloping through his mind at that moment.

However, at that moment, the Western Emperor, besides swallowing his anger and putting on a smile while following behind Xu Yang, could do absolutely nothing else.

Xu Yang, on the other hand, was quite pleased, busily clearing out other people's treasure vaults and pocketing the contents. Meanwhile, Ling Yao, Lister, and Clown, who had come with him, were having a grand time fighting on the deck battlefield above.

The Second Heavenly King, Canaan, was very powerful. In this peak duel against Clown, it was almost as if everyone else was watching them; it was the most visually spectacular of the three confrontations.

Because the lightning-fast speed of these two had reached its extreme. With the slightest lapse, they would have exchanged dozens of blows. Overall, Canaan's speed was even greater than Clown's.

This was because he relied purely on physical speed combined with some ninja techniques, which elevated his personal physical movement to the extreme. There were almost no discernible flaws, and his explosive power was immense. He could also unleash other powerful techniques while moving.

This was almost unfairly overpowered.

In comparison, although Clown's personal movement speed was also among the top tier, it couldn't compare to the Second Heavenly King, Canaan, before him.

However, Clown had another advantage: he could unleash his curse power during combat.

Curses were skills with wide-ranging effects. Although their single-target explosive power was far from comparable to Canaan's most proficient techniques, their utility on the battlefield was countless.

As they continued to fight, more and more enemy strongmen in the vicinity became servants of the curse power unleashed by Clown and began to continuously switch sides during battle, savagely slaughtering the flagship of the entire Executioner Legion and massacring thousands of sailors.