Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

In the Eastern Region, a beach glowed with a beautiful, pale golden light under the sun. The blue sky, white clouds, sand, and green shade formed a stunning seaside landscape. Two figures stood upon the sand: Su Han and Gong Ming.

”Puh!”

The moment Gong Ming landed, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, staggered, and collapsed. His injuries were too severe. His Divine Sense was greatly depleted, and his Physical Body was not as strong as Su Han’s. The explosion of the Spatial Transmission Formation had left him gravely wounded, and he was now on the brink of collapse.

”Master Gong Ming!”

Su Han reacted instantly, catching Gong Ming just before he hit the ground. Su Han was filled with gratitude that Master Gong Ming had ventured into the deep sea and risked his life to save him. But this was no time for sentiment; they had to flee as quickly as possible.

Although the Great Emperor’s Pact forbade the Kun Jing Great Emperor from taking action in the Eastern Region, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t dare. If the Kun Jing Great Emperor insisted on attacking, the two of them would stand no chance. Therefore, simply reaching the coast was not enough; they had to escape deeper inland.

However, just as Su Han left the beach while carrying Gong Ming, a terrifying, world-ending aura instantly pressed down on them. In an instant, the beach disintegrated into ruins. A monstrous tidal wave surged, submerging the shore and spreading rapidly to swallow the coastal mountains and land.

”Supreme Defense!”

Su Han unleashed his strongest defensive art, simultaneously activating the Nine Palace Golden Pagoda to protect himself and Gong Ming. But the power of a Great Emperor Realm expert was simply too terrifying. A mere wisp of his aura sent the Nine Palace Golden Pagoda flying and shattered the Supreme Defense.

Su Han felt an irresistible force strike him. He was sent flying, smashing through dozens of coconut trees before crashing into a small mountain.

”Cough, cough!”

Su Han struggled to his feet and emerged from the mountainside. Thankfully, his Sacred Body was powerful enough to save him from being killed instantly. Even so, a scorching pain flared in his chest, and his entire body felt as if it were about to fall apart. Waves of excruciating pain washed over him from every limb, leaving him gravely injured and half-dead.

”Master Gong Ming!”

Ignoring his own wounds, Su Han quickly looked up and swept the area with his Divine Sense. In the distance, he found Gong Ming lying in a pool of his own blood. Although Gong Ming was a Saint Realm expert, he had dedicated himself to the Formation Path, so his Physical Body wasn’t particularly strong. He was already seriously injured, and having burned most of his powerful Divine Sense using a Forbidden Technique, he could not withstand the Kun Jing Great Emperor’s aura. The attack left him grievously wounded and in a coma.

”Master Gong Ming, forgive my impertinence!”

Su Han fed Gong Ming healing pills, then stored the unconscious Gong Ming in the Bronze Ring. He then dragged his heavily injured and exhausted body, activating the Character Technique of Motion to continue his desperate escape.

Just then, in the direction of the East Sea, the sky suddenly darkened as if night had fallen. Tidal waves surged high into the sky before crashing back onto the shore. A furious wind howled and a storm gathered, making it seem as if the world was ending.

The Kun Jing Great Emperor’s aura became even more intense, completely engulfing Su Han. He instantly felt his internal organs begin to shatter and every bone crack as if being crushed. Unable to move, he was trapped in that frozen state once more. The Kun Jing Great Emperor was closing in, truly daring to cross the red line of the Great Emperor’s Pact and attack on the coast. Su Han struggled frantically, but it was useless. This time, the ancient spear in his sea of consciousness remained silent. He had lost his final trump card.

A colossal black island approached from the depths of the East Sea, looking like a vast, dark continent that struck awe into the hearts of all who beheld it. There was no need to guess: this was the patriarch of the Jing Tribe, the mighty Kun Jing Great Emperor.

Even from a great distance, Su Han could feel the suffocating aura of the Great Emperor. It was completely incomparable to the pressure of a Saint Realm expert. This being’s power could freeze time and space, imprison heaven and earth; with every gesture, he possessed world-destroying might.

Su Han fought back desperately but was completely powerless, his consciousness starting to fade as it slowly sank into darkness. Just as he felt he was about to be completely engulfed, a majestic female voice suddenly rang out.

”Kun Jing, you have gone too far!”

The voice was as vast as the heavens themselves—stately and dignified, yet carrying a sharp, murderous edge. It was like that of a supreme queen whose every word could decide matters of life and death. This was no mere queen, however; she was an Empress. Who else would dare to threaten the Kun Jing Great Emperor in such a way?

”Duobao, you wish to save him?”

A terrifying voice boomed, shattering the sky and boiling the sea. Su Han felt a piercing pain in his eardrums, as if his head were about to explode. This was clearly a conversation between the Kun Jing Great Emperor and Empress Duobao. If the mere sound of their voices possessed such horrifying might, it was hard to imagine how cataclysmic a true battle between them would be.

”According to the pact, you are not to act within the Eastern Region. You have already crossed the line. Withdraw at once!” Empress Duobao’s voice was frigid, her tone aloof. This was a head-on confrontation, and she showed no intention of backing down.

”Hmph! You dare threaten me? It has been many years. Let me see how much you’ve improved!”

As the patriarch of the Jing Tribe, the Kun Jing Great Emperor would not retreat so easily. Suddenly, the heavens and earth roared as a terrifying energy swept across creation. Everything it touched began to sink, as if being dragged deep into the sea.

Are the two Great Emperors about to fight? Su Han was stunned, never expecting to trigger a battle between such beings. Just then, a voice echoed in his sea of consciousness.

”I will hold off Kun Jing. Take Gong Ming and leave at once!”

It was Empress Duobao. As she spoke, the immobilizing pressure vanished, and Su Han was free to move again.

”Character Technique of Motion!”

”Lightning Fast!”

”Teleportation!”

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Han fled at full power, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

RUMBLE!

As he escaped, the sky itself began to collapse. The ground cracked and split apart, leaving nothing but devastation in its wake. Vast expanses of sea and mountains crumbled as if the apocalypse had arrived. Catastrophic energy fluctuations collided, fracturing space to reveal swathes of the pitch-black Void. The power of time itself twisted and warped, throwing the region into temporal chaos—a terrifying sight.

The Kun Jing Great Emperor and Empress Duobao were clashing across an infinite distance, yet they could still cause such terrifying devastation. The sight left Su Han utterly astonished. However, he only spared a single glance before fleeing with all his might. Seizing the opportunity while the Kun Jing Great Emperor was occupied, he fled for hundreds of miles, successfully leaving the coast behind.

Su Han had no idea how the confrontation between the Kun Jing Great Emperor and Empress Duobao had concluded. He only knew that he had successfully escaped the East Sea and the coast, venturing deep into the Eastern Region. After a long time, the fluctuations from the distant battle finally dissipated. Sensing that the Kun Jing Great Emperor’s aura had retreated, Su Han let out a long sigh of relief.

I’m safe for now.