Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 450: Chapter 448: Phoenix Sect, How Long Will It Take?

Chapter 450: Chapter 448: Phoenix Sect, How Long Will It Take?

“No… no…”

At this moment, Wang Yuan, who once looked quite imposing, now appeared extremely disheveled, his hair in utter disarray and even smoking slightly—a consequence of being struck by the thunder.

His clothes were also heavily torn. At a glance, there was no semblance of a Dragon God Realm powerhouse but rather that of a beggar.

But none of this disarray concerned Wang Yuan.

He couldn’t believe it, his eyes filled with confusion, incomprehension, and doubt.

He turned around to look at the cave entrance, at the lightning light barrier there, and after being dazed for a long while, he finally let out an exceedingly mournful and shrill howl towards the heavens.

“This is impossible!!!”

The sound was piercing, laced with an indescribable amount of ferocity and despair, as well as anger and shock.

He had seen with his own eyes that he was about to leave. When the mouth of the cave opened, there was no Thunder Curtain yet, but right when he turned his head to speak to Su Han, the Thunder Curtain appeared out of nowhere, blocking his teleportation!

That split second decided his life or death!

“This teleportation item is indeed precious, but you think to escape from my grasp? Impossible.”

Su Han’s voice was calm as it reached Wang Yuan; he was also somewhat interested in the Teleportation Ring.

Such an item was for teleportation, and in the Dragon Martial Continent, almost no one could teleport. This kind of item should only be able to be refined by Mages.

And this ring, clearly, was not made by a Mage; otherwise, Martial Artists wouldn’t be able to use it.

At the same time, Su Han also gained a real understanding of his own strength.

For an average Dragon God Realm Mid-Stage powerhouse, the power of five Dragon Pills was enough to annihilate them unless faced with those Heavenly Talents such as the so-called Daozi or Saint Heir from Super Sects. With their mastery of powerful Dragon Techniques and Cultivation Techniques, as well as many methods bestowed by their sects, they might not die but would definitely not defeat him.

Whereas by unleashing the power of six Dragon Pills, even these Daozi or Saint Heir would be easily defeated!

Seven Dragon Pills could erase these Heavenly Talents; eight Dragon Pills, even those at the Dragon God Realm Late Stage, must die; nine Dragon Pills… invincible below the Pseudo-Emperor Realm!

This was Su Han’s Martial Path Cultivation now!

The Thunder Curtain was due to Magic Cultivation, an unexpected development.

People like Wang Yuan, who possessed such teleportation items, might still exist, but there would be extremely few of them, not even the Daozi or Saint Heir of Super Sects usually had them!

His acquisition of such an item must have been due to some fortuitous encounter. If it were in someone else’s hands, perhaps they truly could have escaped. Unfortunately, he met Su Han.

The enormous hand in the void didn’t blast Wang Yuan to smithereens immediately. Under Su Han’s control, it suddenly paused and then abruptly shrank, grasping Wang Yuan tightly and pulling him in front of Su Han.

Now, as Su Han unleashed the power of six Dragon Pills, holding Wang Yuan, even with his Dragon God Realm Mid-Stage Cultivation, felt his strength scatter and he was unable to organize an attack or even struggle!

At this moment, he was like an ordinary person, completely at the mercy of Su Han to dispose of.

“I’ll give you one chance. If you don’t talk, I’ll perform a Soul Search.”

Su Han stared at the ashen-faced Wang Yuan and said indifferently, “You’re looking for me, what’s your purpose?”

“Jade Void Palace, Sect of the Battle God, Immortal Dao Court, Giant Island, Sword Immortal Tomb, these five Super Sects have all issued the Dragon Martial Wanted Order against you. If someone discovers you, the reward is one million Spirit Stones; if someone confirms your location, ten million Spirit Stones; and if someone kills you, one hundred million Spirit Stones,” Wang Yuan said without hesitation.

He knew that his death was certain today, but he absolutely didn’t want to suffer through Soul Search.

Although he had never experienced it, he had performed Soul Search on others, and from their ferocious and piercing screams, he could tell it was a form of torture.

Su Han nodded, and then suddenly exerted force in his palm, causing Wang Yuan’s body to burst with a bang.

He also seized Wang Yuan’s Primordial Spirit, bathed it in a light and then threw it into the Space Ring.

To condense a Dragon Pill, one needs the Dragon Pill of another, and naturally, to condense a Primordial Spirit, one also needs the Primordial Spirit of another.

The quantity needed is the same, but compared to Dragon Pills, obtaining so many Primordial Spirits is certainly not easy.

Because the Cultivation Base of the Dragon God Realm is in itself much higher than that of the Dragon Pill, and on the Dragon Martial Continent, there may be countless Dragon Pill Realm martial artists, but there are definitely not countless in the Dragon God Realm.

This task is somewhat difficult.

However, at this moment, Su Han wasn’t considering these things; even if he couldn’t find enough Primordial Spirits, he naturally had other methods.

“A wanted order?”

A cold light flashed in Su Han’s eyes. The Sect of the Battle God had already issued a wanted order against him before, and now they had issued a second one.

“It seems you bunch of fools still haven’t guessed who I am…” Su Han muttered to himself.

He had thought that these so-called old monsters, who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years, would be able to trace out some clues. Take the simplest matter, for instance, why did Su Han only target their five Sects? Could it be because he had been offended by them in the past?

With a little thought, they could guess that it was Su Han, and reflect on the Phoenix Sect!

But they were so obstinate, only focused on the dignity of their Super Sect being challenged, wanting to kill the offender in revenge, to demonstrate their power to the world.

“However, once they calm down, they should be able to figure it out,” Su Han thought to himself.

Just then, Nangong Yu came over and said softly, “Should I call you senior, or should I call you Sect Master Su?”

Su Han was startled and turned to look at Nangong Yu, “Your Cultivation Base is still low, it’s best not to know too much. There are some things you can’t speak of, shouldn’t speak of, and there’s no need to say anything. With your intelligence, don’t you understand?”

“I understand, but I will only say it to you.”

Nangong Yu pouted and said with a tender hum, “Only those fools in Jade Void Palace can’t guess it. They’ve always been preoccupied with their own face, the face of the Sect, but they never considered why you want to kill the disciples within their Sects, and moreover, only targeting their five Sects. When you think about it, it’s quite ridiculous.”

After saying this, she looked Su Han up and down again, blinked her big eyes, and said, “But I really never imagined that the Sect Master of an Eighth-Rate Sect could be so powerful, leaving the Super Sects with dust on their faces.”

“Eighth-Rate,” Su Han said indifferently.

Nangong Yu was slightly taken aback and immediately said, “Alright, alright, an Eighth-Rate Sect, is that fine? I remember the Phoenix Sect has been established for less than five years so far, right? Yu’er is really keen to see, it took One Slash Palace seventy years to rise to the rank of a Super Sect, so I wonder, how long will it take for the Phoenix Sect…?”