Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 180: Chapter 179: Qilin Daoist Temple (Sixth Update!)

“Just watch if I can kill you!”

Su Han’s complexion was pale to the extreme, devoid of any color.

As he spoke, he coughed up several mouthfuls of fresh blood, but his tone remained calm, as if filled with great confidence.

Pian Pingtian’s face changed, and he struck the giant cauldron three times in succession.

With each strike, Pian Pingtian spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly demonstrating that even with his high level of cultivation base, using the Grand Celestial Sound was far from effortless.

“Hum hum hum~”

Three humming sounds spread throughout the heavens and earth, piercing in all directions.

This was the battle at the peak, a battle that all were watching!

At that moment, everyone held their breath, their gazes fixed on the void.

There, it was like a battle of the gods, to be beheld from afar, not up close.

“Hee Chong!”

Ling Qinghai shouted, “You three prepare yourselves. After this strike, kill Pian Pingtian!”

“Yes.”

Hee Chong and the other two nodded.

Ling Qinghai had already seen Su Han’s bloodless face; he knew that executing this terrifying strike must have come with a huge cost to Su Han.

It was only Pian Pingtian; had it been him, he would have been unable to withstand it.

“Boom!”

Finally, the much-anticipated strike collided with a tremendous impact.

The three waves of Grand Celestial Sound, upon contact with that finger, instantly shattered!

“What?!”

Pian Pingtian was shocked, and everyone was startled.

This time, the finger’s light was not much different from the earlier one, the only difference being that it carried thunder.

In their minds, the thunder-bearing finger light might be somewhat stronger than the previous one, but Pian Pingtian was also spitting blood, coughing out three mouthfuls as he unleashed three waves of the Grand Celestial Sound.

Logically, the two forces should still be in equilibrium.

But Su Han’s finger light effortlessly destroyed all of the Grand Celestial Sounds, as if there was a difference in level, more like a clash between a god and a mortal!

“It’s the disparity in realms.” Ling Qinghai suddenly realized.

He had entered the Dragon God Realm quite some time ago but had not delved deeply into the understanding of realms until this moment. Ling Qinghai suddenly understood how crucial the concept of realm was.

Even if two people of the same cultivation base fought, the one with a realm and the other without could sweep the other away with sheer dominance.

“Impossible!!!”

Pian Pingtian’s face changed drastically. After sweeping away his three waves of the Grand Celestial Sound, the finger light advanced, crushing toward him with relentless force, as if those waves had not provided the slightest resistance.

It was not for naught that Pian Pingtian was at the Mid Stage of the Dragon God Realm; his reactions were extremely fast. At that moment, having no time to counterattack and with the finger light’s speed reaching its limit, his figure flashed, and he actually entered the cauldron directly.

“Bang!”

At that instant, the finger light fell, striking the cauldron.

“Crack!”

The sound of cracking appeared; the very moment the cauldron was hit, a staggering crack emerged.

Immediately after, the cauldron burst open with a loud sound, and Pian Pingtian, who was inside, bore the brunt of it, his body completely collapsing.

“Hiss…”

In that instant, everyone inhaled sharply.

They could see clearly that the cauldron was a Mid-Grade Purple Gold Level artifact, yet it could not withstand that strike. As for Pian Pingtian, in the Mid Stage of the Dragon God Realm, his body was incredibly tough, and he had the protection of many Dragon Qi defenses.

However, no matter how strong their defenses, they couldn’t withstand that finger light!

“Boom!!!”

After obliterating Pian Pingtian’s body, the finger beam pointed at the ground, instantly creating a huge pit hundreds of meters in diameter.

Countless grains of sand and stones formed a storm at that moment, sweeping in all directions.

The people from God-Slaying Pavilion had already retreated, but those from the Sect of True Martial Arts were too late to escape. Their speed was too slow, and nearly ten thousand of them were caught up in the storm, turned into mush in the blink of an eye.

“Whoosh!”

A ray of light shot out from the storm—it was Pian Pingtian’s Primordial Spirit!

“Pursue!”

Ling Qinghai’s pupils shrank, and he immediately chased after Pian Pingtian.

In the Dragon God Realm, one must annihilate the Primordial Spirit to ensure complete death.

Originally, Ling Qinghai was planning to join Hee Chong and three others in killing Pian Pingtian. He hadn’t expected that with a single pointer from Su Han, Pian Pingtian’s body would be completely destroyed.

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

Hee Chong and the other three also pursued into the distance. At this moment, Pian Pingtian had only his Primordial Spirit left, his most vulnerable period. If they didn’t take this chance to kill him, it would be much harder after he regathered his body.

“Superior Sect, save me!!!”

Pian Pingtian held a Crystal Stone in his hand and crushed it, causing a huge image to emerge from the void.

In that image, a sexagenarian clad in Daoist robes with long hair draped over his shoulders appeared. Behind him hung a large plaque with four characters—Qilin Daoist Temple!

Next to the elder stood another elder boiling with rage. Su Han recognized him at a glance—it was Lin Ying, the Deputy Sect Master of the Sect of True Martial Arts!

Upon seeing the elder in Daoist robes, especially the words ‘Qilin Daoist Temple’, Ling Qinghai’s expression darkened.

Hee Chong and the others also paused in their action, their expressions unpleasant.

“Qilin Daoist Temple?”

“It’s a Seventh-Rate Sect, the Qilin Daoist Temple!”

Those Loose Cultivators identified the identity of the elder in Daoist robes.

It was the Temple Master of the Seventh-Rate Sect, Qilin Daoist Temple—True Person Fa Yue!

“Yes, although the Sect of True Martial Arts is the overlord of Yunyang County City, it is an Eighth-Rank Sect. Above them, there are Seventh-Rate Sects that offer protection. This Qilin Daoist Temple is the Seventh-Rate Sect to which the Sect of True Martial Arts is affiliated.”

Everyone’s gaze turned towards True Person Fa Yue, respect and dread hidden in their eyes.

The gap between Sects is vast, each level marking a stark difference in heritage.

The Qilin Daoist Temple was established a thousand years ago and has thrived to this day, with at least two hundred thousand disciples, and even a Late-Stage Dragon God Realm powerhouse is seated in it. The number of Dragon God Realm cultivators under its banner surpasses the combined forces of the Sect of True Martial Arts and Huihai Sect. Its terrifying strength is evident.

“Today, Pian Pingtian cannot be killed,” Ling Qinghai communicated to Su Han.

In terms of territory, the Sect of True Martial Arts is also under the jurisdiction of Qilin Daoist Temple. ℴ

Su Han did not speak but just looked at True Person Fa Yue, silent.

“Superior Sect, your humble Sect Master of Sect of True Martial Arts, Pian Pingtian, begs for your help!”

Upon seeing True Person Fa Yue, Pian Pingtian breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew he was going to be saved today.

“Who wants to kill you?” True Person Fa Yue asked.

Despite the Light Barrier, his voice, like a harmony of the Grand Dao, resonated with the soul.

“It’s him!” Pian Pingtian pointed at Su Han.

“Dao God has said, to guide all creatures. Slaughter can destroy one’s future fate, so let him go this time,” True Person Fa Yue said, looking at Su Han.

Upon hearing this, everyone from the God-Slaying Pavilion’s hearts sank.

Clearly, True Person Fa Yue intended to save Pian Pingtian.

Su Han lowered his eyes slightly, then after a moment, gently lifted his head.

“What if I refuse?”