Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 373: Chapter 371 Slaughter Chickens and Butcher Dogs

The man with the scar did not speak, but in fact, the Fog of Resentful Spirits was not a cultivation technique from the Sect of the Battle God.

The origin of the Sect of the Battle God lay in its first Sect Master, who blazed a path of staunch resilience, tore open the heavens and the earth, intercepted the Golden Sun Dao, achieved the Golden Sun Laws, and only then founded the sect.

The cultivation techniques practiced by the Sect of the Battle God, even the lowest-level ones, were all inclined towards being masculine, expansive, and ruthless.

As for the Fog of Resentful Spirits he was now casting, it was something he had acquired unintentionally, unknown to the people of the Sect of the Battle God; even among his Cold Iron Guards, not many knew of it.

Such a yin and gentle cultivation technique would undoubtedly lead to punishment if known by the Sect of the Battle God.

“Boom!”

At that moment, Su Han’s fist transformed into a beam of Fist Light, brutally slamming into the Fog of Resentful Spirits.

In the instant of the collision, Su Han’s brow furrowed deeply.

Although the man with the scar spat out blood, turned deathly pale, and was sent flying backward,

such an outcome was evidently not what Su Han had wanted.

If it were any other at the peak of the Dragon God Realm, Su Han’s punch could have directly shattered their body.

But as soon as Su Han struck the man with the scar, those spirits opened their mouths wide, continuously tearing and biting at Su Han’s Fist Light.

As the man with the scar was sent flying, the Fist Light had been completely torn apart and devoured.

Moreover, during this tearing and devouring, the spirits seemed to grow slightly larger, as if they had devoured Su Han’s Fist Light and had become vastly more powerful.

“This move is somewhat peculiar.”

Su Han muttered to himself as he watched the man with the scar.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”

At that moment, the nine shadows had already arrived, and with the swirling of the Silver Moon Scimitar, they swept towards Su Han horizontally.

As they moved, their figures also transformed into black mist with bangs, enveloping Su Han.

“If you can withstand this move, then consider it as my Cold Iron Guard admitting defeat to you!” The man with the scar’s shout resounded in Su Han’s ears at that moment.

Su Han’s expression grew icy, the black mist swirling around him blocked his vision, and at a certain moment, a dark light suddenly pierced out, aiming straight for Su Han.

Su Han immediately turned around, swiped his palm, and directly dispersed the dark light.

“Boom!”

Just as he dispersed the dark light, it suddenly exploded with a bang, turning into ripples sweeping towards Su Han.

“Hmm?”

Su Han’s brow lightly furrowed; the technique was quite peculiar, if he did not defend against it, the dark light would stab him, and if he did defend, it would transform into ripples, forming a new attacking force.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Continuous dark lights appeared and were dispersed by Su Han, and as the ripples swept towards him, Su Han launched attacks, shattering them.

Although they didn’t hurt him, they were still troublesome.

“Haha, this technique is the Misty Heart Entanglement, a low-grade Purple Gold Level group attack Dragon Technique from my Sect of the Battle God – the longer you drag it out, the higher the attack power.”

Seeing Su Han in a difficult situation, the man with the scar laughed heartily.

Within the surging grey mist around him, incessant screams kept coming out, which was somewhat irritating.

“What if I absorb all your mists?”

Just then, Su Han’s indifferent voice suddenly emerged.

Following that, a whirlpool burst out from within the black mist, actually fracturing the void above directly.

From within the whirlpool, a tremendous suction force was emitted, so horrifying that it was beyond imagination, even devouring the shattered void!

Under this devouring force, the black mist surrounding Su Han rapidly dissipated, unable to resist despite violent struggle, and quickly surged towards the whirlpool.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”

At this moment, the figures of the nine men in black emerged.

They all looked a bit pale, glaring at Su Han with dark expressions, clearly fearful of Su Han’s devouring power.

“If you choose to turn into black mist, then don’t turn back again.”

But just as they transformed back into human form, Su Han spoke again.

Under the influence of such an opening, a tremendous suction suddenly filled the space within a kilometer, and all nine of them were within it!

“Crack!”

Within this kilometer, the void fractured, and the earth split asunder, with copious snowflakes merging into the vortex, emitting bursts of shrill whistling.

As for those nine shadows, who were Su Han’s primary targets, at this moment they burst forth with all their Dragon Power and speed, attempting to flee the area, but they simply couldn’t escape!

The Power of Devouring was like a gaping maw, causing their figures to continuously retreat.

Until a moment came when one of them burst into black fog with a bang and was directly wrapped up by the vortex, disappearing without a trace.

“Hmm?”

Witnessing this scene, Scarblade’s complexion changed, not expecting Su Han to be so difficult to deal with.

He pondered for a brief moment, seemingly contemplating the method of counterattack.

Just as he was pondering, another turned to black fog and was devoured by the vortex.

In reality, it was not that they turned into black fog, but rather their flesh, under that suction, had burst into blood and flesh.

The black fog was added by Su Han!

Alive as black fog, dead as black fog!

“Yin Soul Space!”

Scarblade bellowed, and the gray fog around him suddenly dispersed, coalescing into a square frame of gray, enveloping Su Han within it.

But it was at this moment that Scarblade’s face suddenly changed drastically, a sense of indescribable peril rising from his heart.

Hairs all over his body stood up at that moment, his scalp tingling as if his hair were about to fall off.

“Have you finally dispersed your Fog of Resentful Spirits?”

At the same time, a faint voice came from behind Scarblade.

Upon hearing the words, Scarblade’s face changed wildly, and without a second word, he turned and fled.

“Sizzle!”

However, as if knowing exactly where he would flee to, Su Han sent a Sword Light emerging from within the space, cleaving towards him.

“Your speed…”

Scarblade breathed heavily, unable to believe, his eyes widened as if they were about to bulge out.

“Your speed, how can it be so fast! I had already enveloped you!!!”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look again.

Upon looking, his face became even more grim.

He saw the vortex rapidly disappearing, and the figure of Su Han within the Silver Soul Space also began to slowly fade away at this moment.

Eight figures managed to escape, looking back with lingering fear.

“Afterimage!!!”

Scarblade finally realized that Su Han had been waiting for him to disperse the Fog of Resentful Spirits or to use it elsewhere.

And indeed, that was exactly what he had done!

“Whoosh!”

His figure flickered as Sword Light struck in front of him, and he retreated towards the back.

But the instant he retreated, the void behind him was also torn apart, with a Sword Light appearing there as well.

Immediately following, Sword Lights appeared to both his left and right sides!

“Heaven seeks my demise!”

Scarblade’s expression turned ferocious as he suddenly looked up and stepped on the void, trying to rush upwards.

But before he could even move, a gigantic palm materialized out of the void above.

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