Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 2456: More Powerhouses!

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No words of gratitude were exchanged, nor was there any need for thanks.

Friends, are ultimately friends.

Su Han smiled at Huangfu Jun—no, at the chubby one.

That smile, still as it was before, brimmed with disdain, irritation, and sincerity...

He turned back, returning to the starry battleship.

"Boom~"

The colossal starry battleship emitted a rumble, about to depart.

"Huangfu Jun bids farewell to the Nine Shadows Emperor!!!"

The chubby one gazed at the starry battleship, gazed at the figure clad in white standing at the bow, using a nearly roaring voice, he shouted out.

This sentence screamed out all the affection between him and Su Han.

They might meet again afterward, but addressing Su Han casually would never be possible again.

A single address as Emperor set the two in separate worlds.

Meeting again later... they would be merely strangers.

Amidst the rumbling, amidst the tremble of the chubby one’s body, the starry battleship sailed away.

At the fringe of the trillion lands, countless gazes watched the gradually disappearing starry battleship, mouthing four words.

"Nine Shadows Emperor..."

...

"The Sect Master has returned!"

"The Sect Master has returned!!"

"The Sect Master has returned!!!"

Among the ruins of the already dilapidated, destroyed Phoenix City, an excited voice resounded across the heaven and earth.

Ten years had passed, and there were no longer people from the Three Teachings, Nine Schools, and Seventy-Two Sects besieging here.

Because when Su Han and the others left at that time, they took all talented individuals from the Phoenix Sect away. To the Three Teachings, Nine Schools, and Seventy-Two Sects, what was most important was naturally those people like Su Han. As for other disciples of the Phoenix Sect, they weren’t as important, and spending time on them wasn’t worthwhile.

"Whizz, whizz, whizz..."

A figure after another appeared from the void.

Liu Yun, Shangguan Mingxin, Lian Yuze, and others were all excited, brimming with strong excitement and joy, looking at the fast approaching starry battleship.

"Welcome back Sect Master!!!"

Numerous people, at this moment, bowed simultaneously and exclaimed loudly.

Outside, it was ten years, but within the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son, tens of thousands of years had passed.

Only they knew how agonizing this wait was.

"Everyone, rise please."

Su Han, smiling, descended from the starry battleship.

Behind him, numerous strong individuals from the Phoenix Sect all followed.

"Sect Master, you finally came back!"

Without all those formalities, Liu Yun and others immediately rushed before Su Han, complaining: "This long time, we’re practically going to suffocate!"

"That’s right, Sect Master, we’ve been cultivating, worried about your safety, and thinking about how to destroy the Three Teachings, Nine Schools, and Seventy-Two Sects. We’ve really suffered a lot!" Lian Yuze also spoke, seemingly with a hint of coquettishness, causing Xuanyuan Qiong and others to shiver.

It was hard to imagine that he was also a man, and also the Deputy Sect Master and First Elder of the Phoenix Sect...

"Come here, let me see what you’ve suffered?" Su Han beckoned to Lian Yuze.

Lian Yuze twitched the corner of his mouth, then immediately spoke righteously: "There’s really no need for that. As the Deputy Sect Master of the Phoenix Sect, naturally, I must consider the big picture. What’s some suffering to me? As long as the Sect Master and others return safely, not to mention suffering, even if enduring greater pain, your subordinate won’t have a single complaint!"

"I find that you all are just practicing the art of lip service." Su Han shook his head helplessly.

It was indeed agonizing.

But suffering really wasn’t the case.

When all Phoenix Sect members had disembarked the starry battleship, Su Han suddenly turned, looking into a certain cabin.

Inside the cabin, someone was sitting cross-legged—it was the Yin-Yang Blade Saint.

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"Senior is stepping into the Immortal Realm; it should not take long. I have a few words, wondering if they should be said." Su Han transmitted his voice.

"Speak," Yin-Yang Blade Saint replied.

Su Han was silent for a long while before he took a deep breath and coldly said: "Take heed of yourself!"

After saying this, Su Han turned, leading the people of the Phoenix Sect, entirely into the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son.

The starry battleship moved, slowly turning away, heading into the distance.

Inside the cabin, the Yin-Yang Blade Saint’s eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened.

"Su Han, are you threatening this old man?"

"In the Lower-Class Star Region, Immortal Artifacts are supreme, while the Immortal Realm is supreme!"

"If I were merely a loose cultivator, it would be fine, but in my hands, I also have the Divine Dream Sect!"

"If I don’t lay a foundation for the Divine Dream Sect before leaving, what face would I have in the future to face so many disciples of my Divine Dream Sect?"

"You warn me to take heed of myself, but those words are precisely what I wish to send back to you!"

"I’ve lived for so many years, recognized countless people, how can I not see? In terms of dominance, in terms of ruthlessness, you’re multiple times over me!"

"For the sake of Du Xi, I can refrain from taking a lethal hand on the Phoenix Sect, but the Divine Dream Sect must become the strongest force under the Starry Alliance and Four Great Dao Academies!"

"Don’t blame me, this is what every Immortal cultivator does once they emerge!"

"The Divine Dream Sect has always been subordinate among the Nine Factions; it’s time to change this status over the years..."

"Su Baliu, tread well and cherish it!"

...

The words of the Yin-Yang Blade Saint were clearly unknown to Su Han. The former didn’t intend to say them to Su Han either.

With the events at Three Emperor Mountain, Su Han had warned the Divine Dream Sect three times.

The first two times were directed at Du Tianlin, and the last time was directly transmitted to the Yin-Yang Blade Saint.

Everyone knew these words were utterly useless.

But what should be said, still needed saying.

After returning to the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son, Lian Yuze and others immediately surrounded Su Han, asking what gains they had at Three Emperor Mountain.

Besides safety, this was naturally what concerned them the most.

Upon learning about the fortunes Su Han and others gained and their cultivation base’s advancement, a stream of envious sighs immediately came from everyone’s mouth.

Many were shouting that if they had known there wasn’t any crisis, they would’ve gone too.

At least, with more people in the Fortune-bringing Pavilion, they could have plundered more Spirit Crystals, right?

To this, Su Han just smiled and shook his head.

Before heading to Three Emperor Mountain, who knew whether there was indeed any crisis?

After this, Lian Yuze reported to Su Han about the progress of other Phoenix Sect members within the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son over these tens of thousands of years.

Compared to Su Han and others, it certainly couldn’t match.

Yet, compared to other forces, the speed of advancement was utterly terrifying!

Just in the Dao Sovereign Realm, over six thousand more had emerged, and Fusion Realm Experts had more than thirty-five thousand people!

In the Heavenly Emperor Realm, there was only one.

It was Shangguan Mingxin, who had reached the Transcendance Tribulation Stage!

For Immortal Cultivators, the Transcendance Tribulation Stage equates to the Martial Path Cultivators’ Heavenly Emperor Realm, while the Mahayana Realm equates to the Sub-Immortal Level!

Upon reaching the Middle-Class Star Region, except for mages, all cultivation realms unify and are entirely divided into ’Immortal Realm’.