Chapter 1370: The Only Living Witness

He had witnessed the power of this war chariot back in the Snake Tribe. Once aboard, its defense was nearly invincible. He could then use the divine Sun-Shooting Bow to kite his opponents, and with his power having greatly increased, he would likely be able to snipe down everyone in the arena one by one.

Zu An reacted quickly, immediately shouting, "What are you looking at?"

The Golden Crow Crown Prince was just about to board the golden war chariot when an uncontrollable primal force surged within him. He instinctively turned around and replied, "What's it to you?"

The moment the words left his mouth, he felt an immense comfort throughout his body, as if he had consumed some magical fruit.

However, he immediately realized something was wrong. Why was he distracted at such a crucial moment?

He hurriedly attempted to use the Golden Crow Streamer technique to reach the golden war chariot, but he was a step too slow. Zu An had already grabbed his arm.

The Golden Crow Crown Prince sneered inwardly. Did this guy think he still had the same power as he did back in the Snake Tribe?

Golden Crow Sacred Flames suddenly erupted from his entire body, their power, several times greater than before, sweeping towards Zu An.

Furthermore, relying on his cultivation being far superior, a massive force surged from his arm towards Zu An, intending to severely injure him on the spot and avenge the utter humiliation of his two previous defeats.

Zu An also summoned his Fire Phoenix, which provided protection with its Divine Flames. Combined with the Flame Pendant Pei Mianman had given him, he could barely withstand the Golden Crow Sacred Flames, even though they were several times more powerful.

As for the mountain-like, tsunami-like force from the opponent's arm, Zu An directly used the Taotie Heaven-Devouring Art to absorb that immense power.

The Golden Crow Crown Prince was utterly bewildered.

He didn't understand why his opponent seemed completely unfazed by such a violent attack.

After his first defeat to Zu An in the Snake Tribe, he had analyzed that, besides their skills being somewhat incompatible, he had also underestimated an unknown human. He was confident he could crush Zu An if they fought again.

Yet, he had recently suffered a second defeat at Zu An's hands, even having half his body shattered.

Still, he was unconvinced, believing that at the time, he had been overcome by lust and utterly unprepared for a sudden sneak attack. Moreover, having fought before, Zu An's moves were highly targeted, which led to his significant loss. In a direct confrontation, he still firmly believed he could win.

With such a vast gap in their cultivation realms, the advantage was clearly his!

But this time, he was truly bewildered. His cultivation had increased so much that he should have been able to kill Zu An as easily as slaughtering a chicken, yet why could he still not deal with him?

However, he soon had no mind to dwell on these thoughts, as he felt his cultivation rapidly draining from his arm.

"What's happening?" the Golden Crow Crown Prince exclaimed in shock. He tried to shake off Zu An's hand, but no matter how much force he exerted, it was immediately dissipated, as if Zu An had given him a debilitating drug.

With his knowledge, he naturally knew there were evil cultivators in the world who specialized in absorbing others' cultivation. However, while these evil methods yielded quick results, they had low ceilings, and later on, practitioners were highly likely to suffer qi deviation due to the chaotic mixture of clashing powers.

Moreover, these sinister cultivation methods were often ineffective against top-tier techniques, unable to absorb the power of truly top-tier masters.

Truly top-tier masters had extremely solid cultivation foundations, and top-tier techniques also had built-in defenses against such situations.

As the Crown Prince of the Demon Race, the Demonic Emperor Sutra he cultivated was naturally the pinnacle of top-tier techniques. Normally, even if he allowed those evil cultivators to try, they wouldn't be able to absorb anything.

Yet now, his cultivation was rapidly draining away. The opponent's palm was like a black hole; no matter how he struggled, he couldn't shake free.

"What kind of demonic art is this?!" The Golden Crow Crown Prince truly panicked now. He quickly said, "You... you let me go, and we'll call our grievances even. I swear I won't retaliate against you."

The three women, who were about to rush over, froze. They never expected the situation to reverse so quickly, in the blink of an eye. How did Ah Zu manage that?

Wu Liang, lying on the ground, was also completely baffled. But he was genuinely afraid Zu An would agree, so he quickly shouted, "Don't trust him! After what happened today, if he recovers, he'll never let us go."

"I swear before the entire demon race," the Golden Crow Crown Prince said, growing desperate. "Not only that, I'll make you a Great General, or even a King. And I'll elevate the Snake Tribe's status to be equal to the three major royal tribes."

To be fair, these conditions were extremely generous, even overly so.

But this wasn't the Golden Crow Crown Prince trying to deceive him; these were his genuine thoughts at that moment.

Because he knew very well that if he became the Demon Emperor, all these things would be as simple as uttering a single sentence.

But if he fell here, he would have nothing.

The crucial point was that the opponent was using a sinister cultivation method to drain his cultivation. Even if he miraculously saved his life, he would become a cripple.

In this cultivation world, becoming a cripple was an unimaginably tragic fate.

Not to mention that the Demon Emperor would certainly change the successor. Given his arrogance and tyranny during his years as Crown Prince, countless people would want his life, making his remaining days utterly miserable.

So he was truly terrified. Thus, he immediately offered his greatest sincerity. He couldn't offer anything more, short of the throne itself.

Fearing that Zu An wouldn't agree, the Golden Crow Crown Prince continued to raise his offer: "Oh, and aren't you on good terms with Princess Snow of the Elven race? At that time, I will personally officiate and bestow a marriage upon you two. Also, Princess Nanwu of the Peacock Tribe is a stunning beauty; I can grant her to you as well."

He no longer cared that Kong Nanwu had just recently been chosen as his own Crown Princess.

Upon hearing this, Yan, Yun, and Yu's faces flushed with anger. "Shameless!" they exclaimed.

Seeing the women's sudden realization, the Golden Crow Crown Prince seemed to understand something and quickly said, "And Queen Medusa, I'll also bestow a marriage between you two! Oh, and I don't know the names of the other two ladies, but at that time, I can grant titles to your respective clans, ensuring your backgrounds are no worse than Princess Snow's."

Yu Yanluo remained calm, but Yan and Yun trembled with rage. "Which eye of yours saw that I was his woman?" they fumed.

In the eyes of outsiders, were they already Zu An's women?

Zu An, at this moment, was speechless with exasperation. This bird-man was creating quite the chaotic mess for him.

Just as he was about to say something, a terrifying image suddenly flashed in his mind: he himself being split into minced meat by a golden light descending from the sky.

He didn't bother to reply, hurriedly using the Great Wind Teleportation to move dozens of feet away. Simultaneously, he used the Taotie Heaven-Devouring Art to pull the three women towards him, shouting, "Run!"

The three women hadn't yet reacted when a golden light shot straight down, striking exactly where Zu An had just stood. A deep pit appeared in the ground, without a thunderous roar, without dust or debris. Everything was silently still, as if that piece of land had suddenly been annihilated.

"This is..." Yan and Yun's expressions changed dramatically. Their cultivation realms were higher, so they also sensed the terrifying aura.

At this moment, a figure slowly descended from the golden light, a pair of sinister eyes staring at everyone in the field.

Everyone, including Zu An, felt their hair stand on end. They wanted to escape, but they were suppressed by an invisible oppressive aura, completely unable to move even an inch.

A white-haired elder, clad in imperial robes, had already appeared beside the Golden Crow Crown Prince. Earlier at the altar, everyone had seen him as a decrepit old man on the verge of death. Only now did they realize he was one of the two most powerful beings in the world: the Demon Emperor, whose cultivation was peerless!

The Demon Emperor cast a cold glance at everyone but did not make a move. Instead, he looked at the Golden Crow Crown Prince. "You disappoint me greatly," he said.

Cold sweat poured down the Golden Crow Crown Prince as he immediately knelt before him. "Father Emperor, please forgive me. That person just now possessed an evil technique and almost drained all my cultivation..."

Seeing that the Demon Emperor's expression remained cold, he immediately realized his Father Emperor disliked hearing any excuses. He quickly changed his words. "Father Emperor, you once taught me that as a ruler, one must always remember that 'where there's life, there's hope.' My actions just now were merely to temporarily stabilize him."

"Hmph, a ruler should possess a ruler's demeanor. How was your behavior just now any different from begging for mercy?" Although the Demon Emperor said this, he clearly reluctantly accepted the excuse. Only then did he turn his gaze to Zu An in the distance. "For all these years," he said, "you are the first person, besides the Human Emperor, to survive after I have made a move. How exactly did you do that just now?"