Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"Alive?"

A trace of emotion finally appeared on Yuan Ling’s tense face.

He was smiling, a mocking smile.

"It seems at this moment, for you, being alive is merely a luxury..."

Listening to their conversation, observing their expressions, the respectful demeanor of the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons tightened slightly.

He raised his head and looked at Su Han: "Are you...really Su Han?"

"Does it make any difference whether I am or not?" Su Han laughed bitterly.

The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons immediately fell silent.

"Of course it makes a difference."

Yuan Ling spoke up: "If you weren’t Su Han, I would have already crushed you to death. It’s precisely because you are Su Han that you’ve survived until now."

"You cannot kill me..."

Su Han took a deep breath, curbing all his emotions.

After all, he was once the Ancient Demon Dragon Emperor, and he has lived through two lifetimes.

Even though these events caused great emotional upheaval, he was able to control it over time.

"I don’t intend to kill you either."

Yuan Ling glanced at the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons, speaking indifferently: "Because the one who will kill you is him."

Su Han’s expression turned icy, as if looking at a stranger while gazing at the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons.

At the moment the latter begged Yuan Ling for mercy by kneeling, Su Han’s heart had already died for him.

"Swish!"

Yuan Ling waved his hand, releasing a ray of light into the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons.

The latter’s body trembled as powerful magic aura abruptly surged out.

The surrounding magic elements, which had always been extremely rejecting of him, at this moment seemed to be attracted by something and crazily flooded into the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons.

However, Su Han sensed that although the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons recovered some of his magic cultivation, he was still weak, far too weak compared to his peak period.

In terms of level at this moment, the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons was about the same as Xiang’er.

"Kill him."

Yuan Ling pointed at Su Han, instructing the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons: "As long as you kill him, I will believe you truly belong under my command."

The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons was moved, raising his head to look at Su Han. His eyes were full of complexity and struggle.

He hesitated.

Su Han could tell he was hesitating, truly hesitating!

Would the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons of the past ever hesitate? Would he ever attack me?

"Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous..."

Su Han suddenly remarked: "Sovereign Yuan Ling, Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons... This Su of yesteryear regarded you as trusted allies, as close friends, never imagining that one day, it would come to this!"

"You deserved it!!!"

Yuan Ling’s expression abruptly turned ferocious: "Su Han, you and I have lived and died together countless times. Why should you stand a head above me? Both of us are Sovereign Realm, but why are you the Sovereign of the Milky Way Starry Sky? Why are you the Master of the God-Slaying Pavilion? Why am I just your subordinate?"

"You know well that the God-Slaying Pavilion’s dominion was conquered together by you and me, back then our cultivation bases were the same!"

"Yet when you ascended to be the Lord of the God-Slaying Pavilion of the Holy Domain, did you ask me once? Did you ever consider giving this position to me?"

"You keep saying that you regard me as a brother, yet when it comes to power struggles, did you ever consider me?"

"You’ve gotten used to ordering me around, got used to bossing me around..."

"Bullshit brotherhood, you Su Han, have never truly regarded me as a brother!"

"This Milky Way Starry Sky knows only you, Ancient Demon Dragon Emperor, who knows me, Yuan Ling?"

"Why? Why are all the honors yours, while I am just your sidekick? Why do they step back three paces when they see you, yet are only respectfully polite to me?"

"I’m telling you, I Yuan Ling am not satisfied!"

At this point, Yuan Ling suddenly stopped, his chest heaving, eyes gloomy, filled with a thick killing intent emanating from him.

"Do you know why?"

Su Han raised his gaze, staring at Yuan Ling, the corner of his mouth turning into a twisted smile.

"Because you’re useless, do you understand?"

"Yuan Ling, you are just a useless thing, in my, Su Han’s eyes, you are just trash, a dog, an ant that I could crush to death at any time!!!"

"Boom!!!"

An indescribably terrifying pressure erupted directly from Yuan Ling’s body.

The pressure surrounded Su Han, as if wanting to squeeze his flesh to explode.

But soon, he withdrew the pressure.

"Did you hear that? That’s him, that’s the Ancient Demon Dragon Emperor, that’s Su Han!"

Yuan Ling spoke to the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons: "He only cares about himself, never cares about anyone else. Even though you were his close friend, what does it matter? When the time comes to kill you, he will still do it!"

The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons still remained silent, just staring at Su Han, seemingly unable to believe that Su Han was truly alive.

"Act, immediately act!"

Yuan Ling waved his hand, snorting coldly: "Kill him, and I will lift all the seals on you, you will still be the Seventh-Order Magic God, under the Milky Way Starry Sky, apart from me, no one can stand against you!"

"If you dare hesitate again, I will act immediately, kill the Destruction Empress, dismember your daughter into pieces!"

Upon hearing this, the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons trembled violently all over!

And Su Han also looked incredulously at Yuan Ling: "You know about the Destruction Empress and Xiang’er?"

"I control the heavens, how could I not know?"

Yuan Ling sneered: "The reason they weren’t killed is precisely to use them as leverage, watching you and this so-called close friend slaughter each other!"

"You are truly despicable beyond measure..." Su Han’s voice grew hoarse.

"Compared to you, I still fall short in many ways!"

Yuan Ling’s words fell, and he turned to look at the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons. The meaning in his eyes was already clear.

"I cannot let them die..."

The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons murmured, his face revealing intense pain.

"I cannot let them die!!!"

Suddenly, he raised his head, expression turning ferocious, releasing all the powerful magic cultivation that was comparable to the peak of the Sub-Immortal Level.

"Swish!"

Countless Wind Blades came slicing towards Su Han, any one of which could cut an ordinary Sub-Immortal Level in half.

This is the terrifying attack power belonging to a mage!

The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons made his move with a forbidden curse right away, clearly for the sake of the Destruction Empress and Xiang’er, truly intending to kill Su Han.

"You’re courting death!"

Su Han’s gaze turned cold, his hand waved, and the Sun God Bow immediately appeared.

Being already in front of Yuan Ling, what’s there to hide?

The gourd filled with Blazing Wine also appeared in Su Han’s hand, without wasting any time, he swallowed a large mouthful!

"Boom!!!"

His aura surged, coupled with the hundred-zhang increase from the Five-Colored Supreme Shadow, Su Han’s battle power at this moment was capable of severely wounding the Supreme Honor of the Sect of the Supreme Void!