Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

"This is bad! His Highness is in danger!"

From a distance, Li Mingliang and Li Qingyue were watching the battle. Upon seeing Su Han captured, their expressions changed drastically. They shared both glory and loss with Su Han; if he died, their spiritual pillar would collapse.

Li Qingyue’s eyes were resolute. She took a step forward, intending to rescue Su Han. Even though she knew her strength was utterly incapable of withstanding a single flick of the Hundred Poisons Saint’s finger—that she would likely be killed before even getting close—she still had to act. Su Han was her idol, the person she was willing to follow for a lifetime. She could never stand by and watch him be killed.

"Qingyue, don’t be rash!"

Li Mingliang forcefully held back his precious granddaughter. In his mind, his granddaughter always came first, followed by Su Han, and finally himself. He could never watch Li Qingyue go to her death.

While Li Mingliang and Li Qingyue struggled from afar, the battle involving Wei Wenzheng and the others grew ever more intense. Wei Wenzheng’s group was desperately trying to save Su Han, but the Soul-Hooking Saint fought fiercely, sustaining injuries just to keep them occupied.

At this moment, the Sword Saint was gravely injured, while the Black Armored Army and the Imperial Guards had suffered countless casualties. Su Han himself was held in the Hundred Poisons Saint’s grip like a chick, ready to be crushed with the slightest squeeze. If Su Han died, all suspense in this battle would be lost. Therefore, at that moment, everyone’s attention was focused on them.

The Hundred Poisons Saint was enveloped in a thick poisonous gas that caused the surrounding space to corrode and hiss. He was like a poison god descending upon the mortal world, turning everywhere he went into a Deadly Poison Divine Kingdom. He looked at Su Han, his mouth twisted in a sinister smile, his killing intent chilling.

Without another word, the Hundred Poisons Saint tightened his grip, ready to crush Su Han’s throat. A violent surge of poisonous gas erupted, aiming to corrode Su Han’s Physical Body, while he fixed his gaze on Su Han’s glabella, preventing his Divine Sense from escaping. The loss of five Deputy Directors had made the Hundred Poisons Saint’s heart bleed with rage. He had to poison Su Han into a puddle of pus, utterly destroying both body and spirit. Only then would his deep-seated hatred be appeased.

SWOOSH!

Just then, a black shadow appeared out of nowhere, throwing a punch at the Hundred Poisons Saint. The shadow’s appearance was so abrupt, without any warning or hint of life force, that it caught the Hundred Poisons Saint completely off-guard. He was struck and sent retreating a hundred meters, and Su Han, who had been in his grasp, was freed.

ROAR!

A roar thundered, shaking the heavens and the earth. The shadow immediately howled and charged at the Hundred Poisons Saint once more. As the shadow shot forward, it unleashed a wave of sickly gray miasma. This miasma collided with the poisonous gas, hissing furiously, but neither could gain the upper hand.

"Is this... a Saint Puppet?" the crowd exclaimed in shock, finally discerning the shadow’s true identity. It was a puppet clad in bronze armor, wreathed in a dense and sickly aura, yet utterly devoid of life.

It was the Saint Puppet that Su Han had refined from a plague-ridden corpse. It contained the life’s work of the Rotten Corpse Saint, possessed the power of the Saint Realm’s Third Layer, and was shrouded in a dense sickness miasma, making it incredibly powerful.

The Hundred Poisons Saint had already fought a long battle with the Sword Saint and his body was covered in wounds. Moreover, his Heart Spirit had been broken twice, and two cracks had appeared on his Dao Heart, reducing his strength to a mere tenth of its original capacity. He found himself suddenly unable to defeat the Corpse Puppet.

The Hundred Poisons Saint possessed the Poison King Body, but the Corpse Puppet had been made from the corpse of a Body Refiner. Having absorbed countless sources of sickness miasma during its refinement, its Physical Body was also formidable. Its sickness miasma was no weaker than the poisonous gas, so it now kept the Hundred Poisons Saint from attacking Su Han again.

Unfortunately, the Sword Saint’s condition was unknown. If he still had the strength to fight, he might have been able to defeat the Hundred Poisons Saint by teaming up with the Corpse Puppet. However, even without the Sword Saint, there was still a chance of victory.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Corpse Puppet was now locked in fierce combat with the Hundred Poisons Saint. The intertwining sickness miasma and poisonous gas created a chaotic storm, turning that part of the sky into a Life Forbidden Zone.

Su Han possessed the Sacred Body, making him invulnerable to all malevolent forces, so the Hundred Poisons Saint’s gas hadn’t harmed him. However, controlling the Unparalleled Sword Formation had placed immense pressure on him, leaving him very weak.

This Corpse Puppet was originally something I intended for Li Qingyue as a protector on her path. I never thought I’d have to use it before even giving it to her. But the situation is critical, and I can’t worry about that now. Dealing with the Hundred Poisons Saint is the priority.

Su Han activated the Divine Method: Nine Heavens Eye! His Heavenly Eye opened, allowing him to see through the chaotic storm to the Hundred Poisons Saint and the Corpse Puppet inside.

The Corpse Puppet was wreathed in immense sickness miasma. Since it was a corpse and not a living being, the Hundred Poisons Saint’s deadly poison posed little threat to it. Only the Poison King Body could truly harm the Corpse Puppet. Though it had no consciousness, it still unleashed remarkable Combat Power under Su Han’s control. In its battle against the severely injured Hundred Poisons Saint, it was evenly matched.

"Nine Heavens Divine Light!"

After waiting a long time, Su Han finally saw an opportunity and unleashed the Nine Heavens Divine Light without hesitation. A golden Divine Light roared forth, yet no one could see it. This was a Divine Sense Attack, and a Divine Method at that. Only the Hundred Poisons Saint felt a stabbing pain between his eyebrows, sensing the approaching crisis. But he was entangled by the Corpse Puppet and unable to flee. Since the Nine Heavens Divine Light was invisible and intangible, he found it difficult to defend against.

WHOOSH!

The Nine Heavens Divine Light streaked across the sky, piercing precisely into his brow and straight into his sea of consciousness.

CRACK!

The power of the Nine Heavens Divine Light was formidable on its own. Furthermore, the Hundred Poisons Saint’s Heart Spirit had already crumbled from being gravely injured twice by the Sword Saint’s Sword of Heart, leaving his Dao Heart cracked. When the Nine Heavens Divine Light struck him in this state, his sea of consciousness quaked and fissures proliferated until the attack finally pierced straight through it.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream escaped the Hundred Poisons Saint’s lips. His Physical Body was not seriously harmed, but his sea of consciousness was severely damaged, his Dao Heart was on the verge of shattering, his spirit was drained to the extreme, and his mind went completely blank. With a thunderous crash, the Corpse Puppet swiftly attacked, striking the Hundred Poisons Saint until he coughed up blood repeatedly, his injuries worsening.

At this moment, Su Han advanced instead of retreating. He activated the Character Technique of Motion to aggressively approach the Hundred Poisons Saint, reaching out to take out a treasure.

"Nurtured for a month, today this sword shall slaughter a Saint!"

Su Han took out the Sword Nurturing Gourd. The Cold Iron Holy Sword had been nurtured within for a full month, its power now unimaginable. With the Secret of the Soldier Character active, Su Han urged forth the Sword Nurturing Gourd. Immediately, a beam of sword light burst out, cleaving the sky and tearing through the Void. Its terrifying sharpness made everyone tremble as if needles were pricking their backs.

Within the sword light was the Cold Iron Holy Sword. Its light was resplendent, its Sword Qi soared, and it was enveloped in a layer of mysterious radiance. The moment it appeared, it shook heaven and earth, as if the Great Freedom Sword Qi of the Mysterious Great Sword Saint had reemerged.

The Cold Iron Holy Sword was already an Intermediate Grade Holy Artifact. After being nurtured for a month in the Sword Nurturing Gourd, its Grade hadn’t increased. Instead, all of the mysterious radiance it had absorbed was channeled into a single, heaven-shattering strike.

SLICE!

Before everyone’s eyes, the Cold Iron Holy Sword transformed into a beam of cold light that seemed to pierce heaven and earth, shattering everything in its path. It was unstoppable, and it struck the Hundred Poisons Saint with pinpoint accuracy. At that moment, with his sea of consciousness shattered and his Dao Heart split open, the Hundred Poisons Saint had no time to defend himself and was instantly struck.

With one slash, the Hundred Poisons Saint was decapitated.