Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Chapter 11: Chapter 11: Putting on the Mask, I Desire to Become a Demon

Su Han was terrifying for having cultivated a Demonic Technique. He had only just broken through, yet he already possessed such immense combat power.

Had I come alone, I might truly have been unable to subdue him. But now, with the four elders—two at the Divine Sea Realm’s First Layer and two at the Second Layer—plus myself at the Fourth Layer... With the five of us joining forces, I refuse to believe he can withstand us.

”Su Han, you have committed heinous crimes! Surrender now, and perhaps you’ll be granted leniency!” the Great Elder shouted. Gripping a bronze hammer, he unleashed his Spiritual Energy and spiritual power, striking at Su Han.

”Why waste words on him? Just capture him! If he dares to resist, execute him on the spot!” the Second Elder’s gaze was piercing, his lethal intent laid bare for all to see.

The Third and Fourth Elders said nothing, but they each drew their Spiritual Artifacts and completely surrounded Su Han. In a one-on-one fight, none of them could match him; even Lu Mingxuan, at the Fourth Layer of the Divine Sea Realm, was doomed to defeat. But in a fight of many against one, the Lu Family held the advantage. No matter how strong Su Han was, he could hardly fend off so many opponents at once and was soon trapped within their encirclement.

”Su Han, today you die!” Lu Mingxuan declared as he rose, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. His gaze was fixed on Su Han like a starving wolf eyeing its prey, his eyes filled with a frenzied killing intent.

”Mysterious Rank, Low-Level Martial Technique: Violent Downpour!”

With the Cold Light Sword in hand, Lu Mingxuan executed his Gale Sword Technique. Instantly, a flurry of sharp sword lights whistled through the air like a violent downpour, aiming to pierce Su Han and chill him to the bone. His moves were ruthless, holding nothing back. In his eyes, Su Han was no longer his nephew but an irreconcilable enemy who had to be eliminated.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The long blade in Su Han’s hand shattered, forcing him to defend with his bare fists and feet against the onslaught of five Divine Sea Realm experts. Having just broken through, he found himself hard-pressed. But he felt no fear, nor did he show the slightest sign of retreating. His black-and-white eyes were terrifyingly calm.

WHOOSH!

He reached out, and an object appeared in his grasp. It was a Ghostly Face Mask, its expression caught somewhere between a sob and a smile. Without hesitation, Su Han put it on.

Though Su Han had always possessed a wicked aura, it was not obvious unless he was using the Devouring Heaven Demonic Art. Now, however, with the Ghostly Face Mask on, it was as if a Demon God had possessed him. A cold, sinister, and bloodthirsty aura radiated from him, so pronounced that he looked like a true demon. The sight caused a shiver to run down the spines of Lu Mingxuan and the others as a sense of crisis washed over them.

”Su Han, you are a prince, yet you cultivate a Demonic Technique! Your crimes are unforgivable! Kill him!” The appearance of the Demonic Technique gave Lu Mingxuan a perfectly justifiable reason to kill, as it was commonly held that practitioners of the demonic path should be slain by all. Unfortunately for him, Su Han had long since stopped paying him any attention.

At that moment, a cold Demonic Qi poured out from the Ghostly Face Mask, spreading through his limbs and bones and causing his aura to surge.

Divine Sea Realm, Second Layer!

Divine Sea Realm, Third Layer!

In the blink of an eye, Su Han’s Demonic Qi had reached the level of the Divine Sea Realm’s Third Layer, terrifying Lu Mingxuan and the other four. Horror filled their eyes.

DING!

Just as Su Han prepared to unleash a massacre, a chime rang out from within the Ghostly Face Mask. He felt something inside him shatter, and a stream of special information flowed into his sea of consciousness.

”Character Technique of Motion!”

Is this a Martial Technique? Su Han was momentarily puzzled, but his eyes soon widened in shock, his heart overflowing with ecstasy.

”’Character Technique of Motion: One of the Nine Secrets. It grants mastery over the ultimate speed in the world, allowing one to ascend to the heavens and escape into the earth. Even time itself cannot affect the user.’” This brief introduction sent waves of excitement through Su Han’s very soul.

In the world of martial arts, speed alone is unbeatable! The Character Technique of Motion was a movement and footwork technique hailed as the world’s ultimate speed, capable of traversing heaven and earth—a testament to its extraordinary nature. If I could master it, then in a world this vast, where could I not go?

There are eighteen seals inside the Ghostly Face Mask. It seems the first seal unlocked itself, which is why the Character Technique of Motion was transmitted to me. Could it be that each time a seal is unlocked, it will grant me a Secret Technique?

Su Han focused his senses and confirmed that one of the seals within the mask had vanished. He instantly understood the marvelous purpose of the Ghostly Face Mask. The inheritance of the Cruel Demon Emperor was all contained within it. It held not only the Devouring Heaven Demonic Art but also eighteen Secret Techniques. Even the mask itself was an extremely potent weapon, capable of amplifying his strength and allowing him to fight opponents beyond his level. As for the Bronze Ring, it was the Original Body of the Prison Divine Palace. It not only served for storage but also allowed Su Han to enter the Prison Divine Palace at will.

I really struck gold!

In a flash, Su Han grasped the rudiments of the Character Technique of Motion. Of course, he had only reached the Entry Level. Proficiency in Martial Techniques was divided into six levels: Entry Level, Minor Accomplishment, Great Accomplishment, Perfection, Transformative Realm, and Dao Realm. Training it to a high level would not be easy, but for now, the Entry Level was more than enough.

WHOOSH!

Su Han executed the Character Technique of Motion. His speed instantly increased tenfold, allowing him to break free of the encirclement, leaving only an afterimage behind.

”Impossible! What kind of speed is that?!”

Su Han’s sudden surge in speed made Lu Mingxuan and his four companions reel in horror, their faces draining of color as if they had seen a ghost. His speed was simply too fast; their eyes and spiritual power could not keep up. No one in the Divine Sea Realm should be able to move like that.

While everyone was still reeling in shock, Su Han appeared behind the Second Elder. The Second Elder’s hair stood on end. He felt as if the Grim Reaper itself had targeted him, and the intense premonition of death made his entire body go rigid. Relying on his years of combat experience, he forced himself to turn and slash at Su Han. The Fire-Patterned Blade in his hand was an Intermediate-Grade Spiritual Artifact. When activated, its fiery patterns would ignite, transforming the blade into a weapon of immense power.

However, the current Su Han possessed more than just the Character Technique of Motion. Under the mask’s amplification, he now wielded the power of a Third Layer Divine Sea Realm expert.

”Cannon Fist!”

He threw a punch. The air exploded with a boom like a cannonball, and his fist slammed into the Second Elder’s back before the elder’s blade could even descend.

SPURT!

The Second Elder spat out a large mouthful of blood but remained standing. He looked down in disbelief to see a blood-soaked fist bursting from his chest. The punch had pierced straight through his body. With his heart obliterated and his torso punctured, not even the gods could save him. The Second Elder’s head slumped to the side as life left him completely.

Su Han had targeted him first for one reason: his Fire-Patterned Blade. He withdrew his fist and seized the weapon, his long robes now stained with blood.

”Draw Sword Slash!”

With the Fire-Patterned Blade in hand, he infused it with Demonic Qi, turning the blade as black as ink. A single flash of the blade was all it took. Before the Fourth Elder could even react, he was decapitated. His severed head flew into the air, a look of terror still frozen on its face.

”Kill him! Kill him now!” Lu Mingxuan’s voice became a shrill shriek, his terror laid bare.

But with his mastery of the Character Technique of Motion, Su Han’s speed had increased tenfold. Lu Mingxuan and the others could not even touch the hem of his robes. Meanwhile, Su Han continued his assault with the Fire-Patterned Blade, his slashes weaving a deadly web as blood splattered through the air.

Soon, the Great Elder and the Third Elder had also fallen to his blade.

Before Su Han, only Lu Mingxuan remained.