Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

"Where’s Qingyue?"

Trapped in a killzone, Su Han remained indifferent, showing no signs of panic or fear. He was not in a hurry to strike but first wanted to ensure Li Qingyue’s safety.

"You’re on death’s doorstep, yet you’re still worried about your sweetheart? Truly oblivious to your own peril!" the Yun Jun Holy Maiden scoffed. Her pettiness knew no bounds. Ever since her defeat on Mount Hua, she had harbored this grudge. Now, believing she held the winning hand, she did not hesitate to taunt him relentlessly, her behavior utterly repulsive.

Su Han outright ignored the Yun Jun Holy Maiden’s nonsense, turning his gaze to the Rotten Corpse Saint. Only the King Yama’s Palace had the capability to enter Tianxing Hall and abduct Li Qingyue; no one else could possibly manage it.

"Don’t worry, she’s not dead yet!" The Rotten Corpse Saint laughed. With a clap of his hands, a coffin suddenly rose from the ground. It stood upright, and as the lid swung open, it revealed Li Qingyue inside.

"Mmmph!"

Li Qingyue had not fainted. Seeing Su Han, her beautiful eyes widened in alarm as she desperately tried to signal a warning. However, she was completely restrained and unable to even open her mouth, so she could only utter muffled noises. But she was alive, and her injuries were not too severe, which slightly relieved Su Han. His greatest fear was that the Rotten Corpse Saint might have inflicted some cruel and sinister methods on her.

WHOOSH!

With a wave of his hand, Su Han summoned a powerful gust of wind, propelling Li Qingyue, still in her coffin, out of the Chaotic Burial Ground. The Rotten Corpse Saint did not try to stop it. Li Qingyue was merely bait, and their true target was the big fish, Su Han. Now that Su Han had arrived, her life or death no longer mattered.

Of course, Li Qingyue had not gone far. Once outside the Chaotic Burial Ground, her coffin abruptly plummeted to the earth, embedding itself like a nail. The restraints on her remained. Although she had left the burial ground, she had not regained her freedom or found safety.

"The Yin Sword Body is a Special Physique. Such a corpse isn’t easy to find," the Rotten Corpse Saint said with a smile, confident in his victory. "After I kill you, I’ll send her to join you. Then I’ll have two fine bodies to refine."

"Mmmph!" Li Qingyue could hear their conversation and made muffled noises, seemingly trying to tell Su Han to ignore her and flee.

Unfortunately, she could not speak. And although Su Han knew what she wanted to say, he had no intention of leaving. Tonight, he had come not only to save, but to kill!

"Since you didn’t harm Qingyue, I’ll give you a swift end," Su Han said to the Rotten Corpse Saint. With Qingyue out of the Chaotic Burial Ground, he felt a small measure of relief. Though she was not yet completely safe, she was out of immediate danger. His words, however, only made the Rotten Corpse Saint chuckle in disbelief.

"A newborn calf truly doesn’t fear the tiger. Very well, your time is up. It’s time to send you on your way!"

When Yama decrees your death at midnight, who dares keep you alive until dawn. Now, with everything in place, they just needed to follow the plan to kill Su Han and complete their mission.

WHOOSH!

The Rotten Corpse Saint reached out and grabbed a White Bone Saint Banner. It was a Low-Grade Holy Artifact, but he had refined it for many years, allowing him to unleash its full power.

"Heavenly Rank Low-Level Martial Skill: Death Qi Ming Light!"

The Rotten Corpse Saint attacked without any reservation or even a probing strike. His full-force attack made it clear that he intended to give Su Han no chance to fight back.

WHOOSH!

As he activated the White Bone Saint Banner, it burst forth with a ghastly pallor. Dense Death Qi spilled from the banner; a mere shred of it could erode a common person’s life force and dim their vitality. The surging Death Qi swiftly interwove, forming a hundred-meter-long, pale beam of Ming Light. This light was almost tangible, infused with Spatial Force and a strand of Time Force, as if capable of stripping away a person’s life force and turning them into a corpse.

The Death Qi Ming Light shot out, piercing through space. The emanating Death Qi made everyone’s face pale with terror, as if no living being in the world could withstand it. Moreover, its power was amplified by ten percent within the Chaotic Burial Ground at the dead of night, sending a chill down the spines of Sword Maniac and the others, who felt an intense sense of crisis.

"Attack together! Force out his trump cards first!" Sword Maniac let out a long howl that seemed to shake the heavens and seize the soul. Instead of striking directly, he reached out and retrieved a Saint Treasure.

Sword Maniac hailed from the Ancient Chu Family. Although not from the direct line and thus lacking a life-saving item bestowed by a Great Emperor, he still possessed Saint Treasures. He had been forbidden from using them during the sword tournament, but here, he had no such reservations.

He activated the Saint Treasure, and a spatial rift tore open, revealing a Spatial Storm within. This storm was terrifying; though shaped like a whirlwind, it was sourced from Void Force, making it far more powerful than any ordinary tempest. The Spatial Storm, now three hundred meters in size, surged toward Su Han with a destructive aura, threatening to tear his flesh from his bones and scatter his very soul.

"For Wan’er’s resurrection, I must send you to your death!" Sword Lunatic sighed, but his eyes were brutally cold. He also extended his hand, taking out and activating a Saint Treasure that materialized as a single blue teardrop.

This teardrop was filled with such sorrow that it evoked heart-rending grief in all who looked upon it. It was a special Saint Treasure that Sword Lunatic had acquired by chance. Activating it now, he aimed to interfere with Su Han’s Heart Spirit and obliterate his Divine Sense.

"Nineteenth Prince, your existence displeases me. So, just die!" The Yun Jun Holy Maiden could hardly wait. Seeing the others lead the charge, she quickly drew her own Saint Treasure. When activated, it transformed into a white Sword Radiance.

This Sword Radiance was unmatched in its sharpness. It sliced through the air with such an extreme edge that space split before it like a thin sheet of paper. It could also traverse space, reminiscent of a Sword Saint wielding a Flying Sword to decapitate an enemy from miles away.

"By killing you, I will be free of my Heart Demon and perfect my Heartless Sword Technique!" The Heartless Holy Son was not to be outdone. He took out a Treasure Bead and shattered it, instantly creating an invisible Sword Light. This light did not harm the Physical Body or the Sea of Consciousness but instead attacked the Heart Spirit directly, capable of collapsing one’s Dao Heart and annihilating their will to fight.

Sword Maniac and the others were well aware of Su Han’s strength, especially since he had cultivated in the Myriad Virtual Realm for three months. Therefore, no one dared to underestimate him. They all used Saint Treasures from the outset, aiming to deplete Su Han’s trump cards before moving in for the kill.

The four Saint Treasures, combined with the Rotten Corpse Saint’s attack, were equivalent to five Saints striking in unison, warping the very fabric of space and time around them.

Yet, faced with this five-pronged assault, Su Han showed no fear. His killing intent was as cold as ice.

"Tonight, all of you will die!"

He extended his hand, activating a black bead to counter the attacks from all sides. The great battle erupted.