Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

The scenery of the Seven Stars Sect hadn’t changed much from Su Han’s memories. Gazing at the familiar seven Spirit Peaks and the Big Dipper Formation, his thoughts drifted back to the past.

The first time I came to the Seven Stars Sect, I set a record by clearing the three trials, fought Qian Xing, became a disciple of Yaoguang Peak, and challenged Tianxuan Peak… Each event was vivid in my mind, some joyful and some sad. But the past is like smoke. Though the Seven Stars Sect looks the same, it is no longer the sect I once knew.

The Big Dipper Formation was the Sect Protection Array of the Seven Stars Sect. It had once been damaged and later repaired. Unfortunately, to my eyes, the Formation is riddled with flaws, incredibly rudimentary. As he walked into the Seven Stars Sect, he casually altered the Formation Patterns, bringing the Big Dipper Formation under his command.

Along the way, Su Han encountered many disciples of the Seven Stars Sect. Most were new faces, but there were also a few familiar ones from the past. Upon seeing the figure of Tie Wumian, they would all timidly call out, ”Elder Tie!” before scurrying away.

Tie Wumian’s fearsome reputation spared Su Han a great deal of trouble, allowing him to pass straight through the Outer Sect and arrive at the Inner Sect.

Of the seven Spirit Peaks, all but Yaoguang Peak were bustling with activity, extraordinarily lively and rich with Spiritual Energy. In the past half a year, the Seven Stars Sect had recruited disciples twice, allowing it to regain its former liveliness.

Su Han released his Divine Sense to survey the area. He sensed several auras of the Supreme Realm but didn’t find Ye Chuanfeng. It seemed he truly wasn’t in the sect. Since Ye Chuanfeng was absent, Su Han changed direction and headed straight for Yaoguang Peak.

Yaoguang Peak had once been used to suppress the Taiyin Demon Venerable. Eroded by Demonic Qi, its Spiritual Energy was thin and the peak was in a state of decay. Although the Taiyin Demon Venerable had long since departed, Leiming was now suppressed beneath it. Furthermore, no one was willing to become a disciple there, making Yaoguang Peak even more desolate than before. Su Han’s path was completely unobstructed; he didn’t encounter a single ordinary disciple. The peak had clearly become a wasteland.

Stepping onto Yaoguang Peak, he was greeted by overgrown weeds and utter desolation. The house he and Ning Feifan had built on the mountainside had long since collapsed. Even the Heavenly Thunder Palace on the summit was decrepit from neglect.

The peak had no radiant glow, no Spirit Beasts, no rich Spiritual Energy, and no precious Spiritual Medicine. All that remained was desolation and decay—a shocking sight.

”Master!”

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Su Han immediately located Leiming’s faint aura beneath the mountain.

Initially, Ye Chuanfeng had used the Big Dipper Formation to suppress Leiming, with the Seven Stars Sword serving as the Formation’s core. However, as Leiming’s injuries worsened, the sword was no longer needed and had long since been reclaimed by Ye Chuanfeng.

With his level of Formation Mastery, Su Han had already turned the tables and gained full control of the Big Dipper Formation. He swiftly used the Glyph Secret to undo the peak’s seal.

RUMBLE!

The entire Yaoguang Peak began to shake violently, a tremor so powerful it seemed the very earth would split. However, Su Han had already manipulated the Big Dipper Formation to conceal the phenomenon, preventing any unwanted attention.

Soon, Yaoguang Peak levitated into the air, revealing a pitch-black passage beneath. This was the path to the Sealed Ground. Without hesitation, Su Han’s figure flickered as he stepped into the passage, entering the depths below.

”Nine Heavens Eye, open!”

Beneath Yaoguang Peak, the darkness was absolute. Su Han activated his Nine Heavens Eye, piercing through all obscurity to see everything clearly. Soon, he found a familiar figure: Leiming. Through the Nine Heavens Eye, Su Han could clearly see his master’s current state, and his heart immediately clenched with pain.

The Leiming he knew, though short, was built like a small giant with bulging muscles. But now, he was emaciated, little more than skin and bones. He lay prone on the ground, Formation Patterns shimmering on his back, constantly pinning him down. He couldn’t move, couldn’t heal, and certainly couldn’t break free. His clothes were caked with dried blood over wounds that had never closed. If not for Ye Chuanfeng occasionally providing a drop of Spiritual Liquid to sustain him, he would have perished long ago.

Seeing my master in such a miserable state made my eyes well up, and my killing intent toward Ye Chuanfeng flared. Leiming might not have been a good elder, but he was an excellent master. He devoted himself to me completely, not only shielding me from Qin Wushuang’s threats but also risking his life to gather Heavenly Thunder Liquid. In the end, he stayed behind to ensure my escape. He had the chance to leave with me back then, but his deep attachment to Yaoguang Peak kept him from leaving. He was ultimately betrayed by that villain Ye Chuanfeng and suppressed here.

As he thought of this, tears streamed silently down Su Han’s face.

WHOOSH!

Tears streamed down his face as he performed the Glyph Secret to unravel the Formation Patterns on Leiming’s back. He then took an Elixir with three-colored patterns from his Bronze Ring. This was a Three-Pattern Holy Spirit Pill, a Low Grade Holy Pill of exceeding value. Su Han had purchased it from Saint You Heng specifically to heal his master.

Leiming’s eyes were shut tight, his weakness so profound he had fallen into a deep coma. Su Han carefully fed him the Three-Pattern Holy Spirit Pill, then circulated his own Demonic Qi to help him digest the Elixir’s medicinal power and begin the healing process.

Although it was a Holy Pill, the Three-Pattern Holy Spirit Pill was special, possessing a threefold healing effect. The first stage was designed for someone on the verge of death like Leiming; its medicinal power was gentle, like a trickling stream, preventing any harm from an overly potent surge. The subsequent stages would then intensify progressively.

Leiming’s emaciated body began to fill out at a visible rate. The wounds on his body rapidly scabbed over and fell away, revealing unblemished skin beneath. His life force surged, growing from a flicker to a steady flame. It pulled him from his coma, and he slowly began to stir.

”Su Han?” he murmured, thinking he was dreaming. But as Su Han explained, he gradually came to understand the situation.

”Master, you’ve just awakened. Don’t get agitated. Focus on healing and recuperating for now,” Su Han soothed, continuing to help him absorb the medicinal power.

Now that Leiming was conscious, his recovery accelerated. Aided by the Three-Pattern Holy Spirit Pill’s unique threefold healing effect, he was not harmed by the potent medicine. Instead, his aura climbed steadily, and he soon returned to his peak condition.

Leiming stood and stretched his limbs, letting out a long, turbid breath. He felt brimming with strength, his Qi-Blood abundant and vigorous. He had never felt better.

”Master, this isn’t the place to talk. We need to leave first,” Su Han said. He knew Leiming had many questions, but he couldn’t explain everything in just a few words. The most pressing matter was to get away. Once his master was settled, he would deal with Ye Chuanfeng.

”Alright.” Leiming understood and followed Su Han out of the passage, back into the light of day.

However, just as they emerged from the passage, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.

”Su Han, today you won’t escape, even if you sprout wings!”