Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Compared to Su Han, the magic cultivation base of the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons at this moment can at most only contend with the Supreme Honor of the Sect of the Supreme Void.

"Clang!"

Sword light sliced down, smashing all those wind blades into powder.

Almost without encountering any obstacles, Su Han was completely an unstoppable force!

The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons waved his hand, and various colored magic light shields appeared outside his body, seemingly to fend off Su Han.

At the same time, his expression grew slightly feral, as he growled towards Su Han: "Su Han, I, the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons, never betrayed you, but I can’t watch my wife and daughter being killed!!!"

"You have submitted to Yuan Ling, isn’t that betrayal?" Su Han’s voice was icy cold.

"Boom!"

Even as the words fell, the sword light shattered the light shield outside the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons.

"I just want to live, isn’t that wrong???" shouted the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons.

Su Han’s tone paused, and the sword light also stopped mid-air, only a hair’s breadth away from the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons’ forehead.

"Living..."

He muttered to himself.

The entire scene seemed to halt at that moment.

After some time had passed, Su Han gently raised his head, looking at the ordinary yet familiar face of the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons, and softly said, "Are you really still living?"

The gaze of the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons flickered, with a conspiracy passing through.

Suddenly, a gigantic long spear appeared behind him, moving with indescribable speed, almost instantly arriving before Su Han.

Su Han abruptly raised his hand, grabbing the long spear.

He showed no anger; there was only calmness on his delicate face.

"Fake..."

Just these two words were filled with sorrow and sadness.

"The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons wouldn’t strike at me if there was no conspiracy."

"Fake, it’s all fake..."

For a moment, Su Han’s will experienced turmoil.

Everything in the fog of the Fifth Cliff seemed to have the ability to bewilder one’s mind, coupled with the scene Su Han saw on the Fourth Cliff, the figure he’d witnessed.

The overlap made Su Han truly fall into confusion the moment he entered.

However, he is still the Ancient Demon Dragon Emperor.

In his subconscious, he still knew, all this is fake.

But what if it’s fake?

Just like when he saw Liu Qingyao in the Illusion Realm.

Even if it’s fake, Su Han still wants to accompany her, for that journey!

The fog of the Fifth Cliff is also an illusion.

But this illusion is not high-level.

Su Han does not know what the illusion is trying to express, but he knows, even if he remains aware, this illusion won’t end for now.

Indeed—

"Clang!"

Yuan Ling waved his hand again, as if unsealing some cultivation for the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons.

His aura suddenly surged, completely different from before!

"Su Han, I apologize..."

The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons took a deep breath, staring at Su Han with a grim expression: "For Nujing, for Xiang’er, I can only choose to kill you!!!"

He appeared extremely pained, also incredibly conflicted.

Yet ultimately, he still struck again at Su Han.

Still with the long spear, still with those wind blades, but now with his cultivation base blessing, capable of destroying the Immortal Realm, which Su Han couldn’t resist.

Sword light unfolded, slashing down towards the wind blades.

The instant they touched, the sword light shattered like thin paper.

The wind blades approached Su Han, emitting a terrifying sharp aura, ready to slice Su Han into pieces at any moment.

Su Han stood there quietly.

He knew under such an attack, even if he drank blazing wine, it would be of no use.

Moreover, this was just an illusion, the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons didn’t exist, and Yuan Ling was also fake.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

In the next moment, those numerous wind blades descended, cutting Su Han’s body and primordial spirit into fragments.

He thought it was over.

Yet he underestimated this Illusion Array.

His gaze gradually focused, and both his body and primordial spirit reassembled.

The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons still stood there, wielding wind blades and the long spear.

Yuan Ling also maintained a blank expression, gazing murderously at Su Han.

Everything was identical to before.

Su Han frowned, not understanding what this meant or what the illusion intended to do.

In his thoughts, the wind blades descended once more, cutting Su Han into pieces a second time.

But shortly after, the whole scene shifted again, just like before, appearing before Su Han for the third time.

"What is the purpose of this?" Su Han furrowed his brow even deeper.

"Clang!"

Wind blades approached, about to strike Su Han.

Su Han’s eyes gleamed.

This time, he did not sit idly by.

His hand turned, a blazing wine appeared, and he drank it once more.

The Sun God Bow also landed in his left hand; Su Han drew the bowstring, instantly gathering arrows to shoot at the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons.

Just then—

"Clang!"

Suddenly, Yuan Ling waved his hand, casting a seal, causing the aura of the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons to immediately weaken, reverting to his previous state, akin to that of the Supreme Honor of the Sect of the Supreme Void.

Due to his cultivation base’s decline, the power of those wind blades and long spear also significantly reduced.

"Boom!!!"

Everything happened too quickly; by the time Yuan Ling acted, Su Han’s arrow had already shattered all those wind blades into collapse, and the long spear similarly dissipated.

"Whiz!"

Arrows reached the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons, about to pierce his forehead.

But Su Han fiercely waved his hand, stopping the arrows.

He had the chance to kill the Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons, but he ultimately didn’t take the fatal strike.

Even if it’s just an illusion.

"Kill him!"

Yuan Ling spoke, with an almost crazed smile, loudly saying: "Su Han, do you dare kill him? Are you willing to kill him? He is one of your best friends; he once shared life and death with you, yet he still wants to kill you!!!"

"Aren’t you the Ancient Demon Dragon Emperor? Aren’t you loyal and righteous?"

"Then, do you dare kill him?"

Su Han heard it; the words were filled with urging, urgency, and overwhelming hatred.

"He won’t betray me."

Su Han spoke plainly, all emotions had completely vanished since they began.

For him, this is just an illusion.

Short words, yet filled with unquestionable firmness and belief.

The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons will not betray him, definitely not!

"Clang!"

With the words spoken, Su Han waved his palm, and the arrows disappeared.

Yet this still wasn’t over!

The scene changed again, back to the previous—Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons’ cultivation elevated, Su Han couldn’t contend, those wind blades and long spear had already appeared before Su Han!

"It’s not over?"

Su Han’s pupils shrank, he looked up to the sky, shouting loudly: "What do you want me to do? What do you want me to do!!!"