Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 863: Chapter 862: The Strength of the Imperial Domain

Su Han had heard from the Seventh Holy Son earlier that the strength of the Seven Great Holy Sons of Giant Island didn’t seem to be ranked in order of their position.

But now, it felt somewhat laughable.

The Sixth Holy Son was countless times stronger than the Seventh Holy Son. If the two were to fight, while it couldn’t be said the former would suppress the latter with a mere wave of his hand, he could definitely defeat him.

Yet, Su Han was reluctant to admit it, because this was only the Sixth Holy Son. If their strengths truly followed the rankings, then how much stronger would the Fifth Holy Son, the Fourth Holy Son, or even the First Holy Son be?

It was evident that the pinnacle experts of these superpowers had yet to truly reveal themselves.

These thoughts flashed through Su Han’s mind in an instant. He hesitated briefly but didn’t show it. Without uttering excessive words, he didn’t even take the time to thank the Eastern Ancestor.

At this moment, more and more formidable experts were appearing, each stronger than the last. Su Han’s sole aim was to escape!

The word ’escape’ was not an exaggeration. Su Han didn’t feel humiliated by it either. To escape was to survive—at this point, he simply couldn’t contend with the Five Great Super Sects!

Even if he managed to flee to Black Wind Cliff, there was no guarantee he would survive there. The dangers of Black Wind Cliff were so severe that even a Dragon Emperor Realm expert faced a one-in-ten chance of survival.

But this was Su Han’s only path forward!

”Whoosh!”

His figure transformed into a streak of light, not retreating but instead heading straight for Liushui Mingxue.

The Eastern Ancestor hadn’t fully revealed himself yet and seemed to be preparing for something. Even if Su Han wanted to leave, with Liushui Mingxue present, he couldn’t do so.

As the Eastern Ancestor mentioned, Su Han’s task was to delay.

If he kept retreating within the Imperial Domain of Liushui Mingxue, Su Han would inevitably be suppressed with every step he took and would soon be killed.

But truly killing Su Han—even with Liushui Mingxue’s opened Imperial Domain—was no easy feat!

”Qingming Immortal Palace!”

Su Han took a deep breath. As he charged forward, he threw the Qingming Immortal Palace from his hand directly toward Liushui Mingxue.

Su Han had already condensed this Qingming Immortal Palace when he was besieged by Lin Fan and Lin Zheng, but he had refrained from using it until now.

This technique consumed three thousand years of Su Han’s lifespan and possessed astonishing power. Yet, against someone of Liushui Mingxue’s level, causing significant harm—or killing him—was nearly impossible.

At best, it could buy a little time!

”Boom!”

The Qingming Immortal Palace, once released, expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it carried immense pressure as it transformed into a colossal palace that loomed overhead, resembling a city in the sky, and pressed down on Liushui Mingxue.

”This technique is indeed powerful, but it’s a pity—your Cultivation Base is far too weak.”

Liushui Mingxue calmly observed the approaching Qingming Immortal Palace. As though recalling something, he suddenly remarked, ”Su Baliu, how about this: yield some of your techniques, and I’ll leave your corpse intact. What do you say?”

Clearly, Liushui Mingxue implied he would only kill Su Han’s physical body, sparing his divine soul.

However, the Five Great Super Sects aimed to utterly annihilate Su Han’s soul and form, a truth Liushui Mingxue naturally wouldn’t disclose.

Liushui Mingxue had always been envious of Su Han’s techniques, imagining countless times how earth-shattering these techniques would be if used by someone with his level of Cultivation Base.

In Su Han’s hands, they were utterly wasted!

Exchanging undying divine soul for these techniques was, in Liushui Mingxue’s view, already a significant compromise.

After all, with an immortal soul, one could start anew with just a physical body. But if his soul were to perish, it would mean true and complete death.

Su Han didn’t respond, his hands weaving movements while Liushui Mingxue spoke. His lifespan continued to drain as a colossal phantom slowly emerged behind him.

It was the Emperor’s Phantom!

This technique also consumed three thousand years of Su Han’s lifespan. Its power was overwhelming, focused entirely on offense.

Yet, as Liushui Mingxue had said, Su Han’s Cultivation Base was ultimately too weak. Though this technique’s power was terrifying, it still faltered when executed by Su Han.

If Su Han were on the same level as Liushui Mingxue, the Emperor’s Phantom could deliver a destructive blow, if not kill Liushui Mingxue outright, then at least severely injure him.

But right now...

”Ignorant wretch! How dare you refuse such generosity!”

Seeing Su Han clearly unwilling to agree with his proposal, Liushui Mingxue’s expression darkened. Without further words, his gaze sharpened as he looked up suddenly.

”Crack!”

At that glance, the skies within his Imperial Domain split apart. The massive Qingming Immortal Palace seemed to be swallowed by the gaping maw in the sky and vanished in an instant!

At the same time, Liushui Mingxue let out a cold snort.

That snort resembled rolling Heavenly Thunder and the roar of a Celestial God. Blood immediately began to spill from Su Han’s ears, and the colossal Emperor’s Phantom visibly trembled, showing signs of breaking apart.

Witnessing this, Su Han gritted his teeth and swiftly moved his hands.

The towering Emperor’s Phantom took a giant step forward, stepping past Su Han to strike Liushui Mingxue head-on.

”Still refusing to disperse?”

Liushui Mingxue furrowed his brow, his face filled with disdain. With a sharp tug at the fishing rod in his hand, the colossal fishhook within his Imperial Domain pivoted away from Su Han and darted toward the Emperor’s Phantom.

Seeing this, Su Han couldn’t help but exhale in relief—this was precisely the outcome he sought.

From beginning to end, Su Han never intended for the Emperor’s Phantom or Qingming Immortal Palace to harm Liushui Mingxue, not even to exert a hint of pressure. His sole aim was to gain time, even just a fleeting moment!

And now, Liushui Mingxue had indeed granted him that moment.

Within the brief instant, the gigantic fishhook pierced through the Phantom’s neck and, with a brutal tug, decapitated it. The enormous figure collapsed in a deafening roar, dissipating entirely.

Within less than three seconds, as Su Han watched the Emperor’s Phantom disintegrate so easily, his brows furrowed deeply.

With both the Emperor’s Phantom and Qingming Immortal Palace gone, Liushui Mingxue’s focus naturally shifted back to Su Han!

And indeed, the enormous fishhook, controlled by Liushui Mingxue, appeared before Su Han in an instant.

Su Han’s expression changed drastically. Moving his hands, he prepared to unleash his final technique—Reincarnation Rebirth.

Yet Liushui Mingxue no longer intended to grant Su Han the time he needed. With a resounding crash, the massive fishhook struck Su Han, causing him to spew blood. Shrinking rapidly and growing sharper, it glowed with lethal brilliance as it aimed directly for Su Han’s neck!