Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Legend has it that those devoured by a tiger become its thrall-spirits, ghostly minions forced to aid the tiger in its malevolent deeds. This is what it means to act as the tiger’s accomplice.

Di Yuan’s Divine Power Technique was exactly this, and the number of people who had died by his hand was no less than a million. The moment he unleashed the Divine Power Technique, the sky darkened and the earth dimmed as countless thrall-spirits materialized out of thin air. Dense and numerous, they obscured the sun and enveloped the world.

At a glance, thrall-spirits were everywhere. Although most were ordinary civilians and common demon beasts, there were also genuine prodigies and powerful experts among them, including monstrous prodigies once on the Notoriety List and famous Heavenly King Realm powerhouses from the Demon Race.

Now, with a million thrall-spirits appearing at once, they resembled a vast army capable of flattening anything, conquering cities and seizing territory, seemingly omnipotent.

”Come, become my next thrall-spirit!”

Excitement shone in Di Yuan’s eyes. With a thought, the million thrall-spirits transformed into a black torrent, rushing toward Su Han as if to engulf and assimilate him.

At this moment, the basin seemed to have turned into a ghostly domain, chilling and terrifying, driving one to despair. Zhang Xiaowan’s pretty face turned deathly pale, drained of all color.

”Origin Technique: Flame Storm!”

”Origin Technique: Netherworld Cold Tide!”

Facing the million thrall-spirits, Su Han’s gaze sharpened. Not daring to be the slightest bit negligent, his Doppelganger quickly executed its Origin Techniques. Instantly, blistering flames formed a stormy dragon while a tidal wave of cold energy swept over the land. Ice and fire intertwined, doubling the agony as they struck the million thrall-spirits.

”Three Mountains and Five Peaks!”

Su Han’s Doppelganger attacked again, using a movement technique to evoke the Mountain God Seal. The small hills surrounding the basin shook as one Mountain Soul after another was summoned. The hills were small, so their Mountain Souls were not powerful, but they represented an added force. Joining the battle helped Su Han’s Doppelganger withstand the million thrall-spirits.

In terms of pure quality, Di Yuan’s Divine Power Technique was naturally far inferior to Su Han’s Blossoming with One Thought. However, he had spent years immersed in this art, slaying countless creatures to condense these million thrall-spirits. If given enough time, Su Han could let countless Black Netherworld Flowers bloom, and their power would naturally far surpass Di Yuan’s. Unfortunately, there is no absolute fairness in the world. At this moment, Su Han’s Divine Power Technique and Di Yuan’s were evenly matched, making it temporarily impossible to determine a victor.

It seems I can’t win this two-on-one just by relying on the power of my Divine Power Technique.

Su Han’s eyes narrowed slightly. He immediately activated the Character Technique of Motion and Lightning Fast simultaneously, unleashing a thirteen-fold burst of speed. He became a streak of light, moving with unbelievable swiftness as he dashed straight for Di Yuan.

”To think you still want to fight me in close combat! Do you really believe that having a Sacred Body lets you contend with me? How laughable!”

Seeing Su Han advance rather than retreat, Di Yuan grinned widely. Since childhood, he had lived in the jungles of the Demon Race where the law of the jungle prevailed. He was constantly engaged in life-and-death battles and feared close combat the least.

”Golden Emperor Tanyang Fist!”

Su Han clenched his left fist and threw a direct punch. His surging golden Qi-Blood generated 2,000,000,000 pounds of force. Combined with the additional 1,000,000,000 pounds from the Dragon Silkworm Silk Gloves, it amounted to a terrifying total of 3,000,000,000 pounds of force. With the addition of his 128 Great Luo Golden Bones and the boost from the Dou Character Secret, this punch’s power was second only to one augmented by the Jie Character Secret. Su Han was continuously trying to use the Jie Character Secret, but sadly, its trigger probability remained a mystery; he had tried several times without success.

”Excellent! Slaughter Eight Styles: Tiger Claw Rips the Heavens!”

Seeing Su Han’s mighty Golden Emperor Tanyang Fist, Di Yuan was not alarmed but elated. At that moment, his claws stretched forth, covered in dense tiger fur and razor-sharp. He released his grip on the Tiger Bone Halberd, brought his hands together, and lunged toward Su Han, as if intending to seize his body and rip him in half alive. Di Yuan had used this very move to slaughter the Dragon Qi Demon Beast. It was ferocious, brutal, and terrifying beyond measure, capable of tearing an enemy apart limb from limb.

BOOM!

The collision of fist and claw erupted in a muffled roar, like two colossal stars smashing into one another. Terrifying shockwaves rippled outward, making the very air crackle and boom. Su Han stood his ground, while Di Yuan staggered back seven or eight steps before stabilizing himself.

Such a powerful Physical Body! Such immense strength! Even my Semi-Demon bloodline couldn’t withstand it. Truly worthy of the Sacred Body!

This strike had put Di Yuan at a disadvantage. He stared at Su Han in astonishment, unable to believe such tremendous power was contained within that small frame.

”Come on! Let’s have a proper fight!”

Su Han’s strength only made Di Yuan more excited. He gripped his Tiger Bone Halberd and attacked again.

BOOM!

A terrifyingly vicious aura erupted from his body, shrouding him in a layer of black mist. He exuded the fierce might of a tiger, enough to make anyone tremble. Executing Tiger Leap Ravine, Di Yuan swiftly pounced. His speed was not as fast as Su Han’s, but he was extremely agile, moving like a stalking tiger. He quickly reached Su Han and smashed his Tiger Bone Halberd down, seemingly powerful enough to crush his skull.

Su Han’s gaze grew solemn, but his killing intent was unabated. Left hand clenched into a fist and right hand wielding the Black Blade, he fought with all his might.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

The deafening sounds were as relentless as firecrackers. The terrifying shockwaves from the battle formed a storm that swept across the basin, while the raw, flesh-to-flesh combat was daunting to behold.

Su Han’s Sacred Body was nearing Great Accomplishment, granting him an Unrivaled Physical Body. This was coupled with his cold Devouring Heaven Demonic Qi, as well as exceptional treasures like the Dragon Silkworm Silk Gloves and the Black Blade. Along with his various Martial Techniques, Origin Techniques, and Divine Methods, his Combat Power far exceeded his current Realm.

Although Di Yuan only ever used the Slaughter Eight Styles, he fought with decisive lethality. Each move was stripped of all complexity, making it sharp, fatal, and completely efficient. His combat prowess was formidable. Though a slight difference in their Realms existed, it was negligible at this point.

Meanwhile, Su Han’s Doppelganger contended with the million thrall-spirits. Although most of them were weak, their sheer numbers placed immense pressure on the Doppelganger.

At this moment, the battle between Su Han and Di Yuan had reached a fever pitch. Both were fighters of immense Combat Power and indomitable will. It seemed unlikely a victor could be decided in a short time, barring any unexpected events.

Not far away, Zhang Xiaowan watched the battle anxiously. She held the Demonic Sound Dao Bell, having already activated her Physique Fusion. However, her own strength was too weak, and her heart was filled with fear, putting her at an innate disadvantage.

Su Han saved my life! I have to save him!

Zhang Xiaowan clenched her small hands. Staring at Su Han on the battlefield, she bit her lip and finally made her decision.

”With my soul, I will obliterate the mighty foe! Low-Grade Forbidden Technique: Great Soul Destruction Sound!”

Zhang Xiaowan whispered urgently, preparing to cast the devastatingly harmful Forbidden Technique. At that moment, a piece of her soul was severed. The agony was beyond words. This soul fragment rapidly condensed, transforming into a demonic sound of unprecedented intensity that shot straight toward Di Yuan.

Though Di Yuan sensed it and braced himself, he could not block the attack. In an instant, the Great Soul Destruction Sound pierced his Sea of Consciousness like a sharp chisel, wounding his Divine Sense.

”Ah!”

With a scream, Di Yuan was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground, wounded.