Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

”Hmm?”

Su Han’s eyebrows knitted slightly as he looked up, only to see eleven figures standing in the air above Yaoguang Peak.

The intense pressure of the Supreme Realm melded into one, sweeping across the world like a boundless ocean and exerting immense pressure on everything below.

All eleven figures were Supreme Realm powerhouses, and the leader was none other than the target of Su Han’s journey. Clad in gray with a long beard and robust muscles, it was Ye Chuanfeng, the possessor of the Meteor King Body!

Apart from Ye Chuanfeng, the other ten were the current Great Elders of the Seven Stars Sect. The strongest was at the Sixth Layer of the Supreme Realm, while the weakest was only at the First Layer.

Seeing this, Su Han’s heart sank as he instantly understood. It’s a trap! Ye Chuanfeng’s departure from the Seven Stars Sect was deliberate, meant to lower my guard. My unobstructed journey was only possible because he paved the way. I walked right into the elaborate trap he set for me. Lei Ming was just the bait, and I’m the real prize!

Although Su Han had inherited the memories of many gods and demons, Ye Chuanfeng, with a lifetime of adventure, possessed extremely rich experience. This time, Su Han, eager to save his master, had fallen for Ye Chuanfeng’s cunning plot.

”Su Han, if you had stayed in Yun Province, I truly would have been at a loss. But you never should have come back alone,” Ye Chuanfeng said, his voice cold.

”Your innate talent is indeed monstrous, and your strength far surpasses that of an ordinary martial artist. However, this has only bred your arrogance. I have laid this trap for a long time, mobilizing all my strength just to deal with you. Now, with the eleven of us joining forces, you have no chance of survival. If you know what’s good for you, hand over the Holy Artifact and commit suicide to atone for your crimes. If you do, I might spare Lei Ming. Otherwise, both of you will die today!”

Ye Chuanfeng gripped the Seven Stars Sword, his murderous aura surging as his piercing gaze fixed on Su Han. He had once considered offering Su Han to the Tian Lou Saint to gain the benefits needed for his own sainthood. But ever since Zi Qiong was killed, he knew that hope was lost. Thus, he planned to capture and kill Su Han to make amends.

Unfortunately, Su Han was too elusive. He had escaped repeatedly and caused Ye Chuanfeng significant losses, filling him with a deep hatred.

Later, Su Han acquired a fortuitous opportunity in the East Sea Dragon Palace Ruins and soared to new heights. This made Ye Chuanfeng extremely anxious, as he feared Su Han would rise quickly and seek revenge. When the Heavenly Demon Cult was annihilated, his panic reached its peak, leaving him unable to eat or sleep peacefully.

Fortunately, Su Han was desperate to save his master. He had returned hastily just after breaking through to the Supreme Realm, giving Ye Chuanfeng the perfect opportunity.

If I don’t kill Su Han, I will be the one to die. Faced with this choice between life and death, Ye Chuanfeng was naturally going to be relentless.

Now, everything was under his control. Su Han had really come and walked right into the trap he had meticulously set, which made him ecstatic. He swore that this time, he would kill Su Han at any cost. He knew very well that with Su Han’s monstrous innate talent, if he failed today, there would be no other chance. Instead, he would have to live in constant fear of Su Han’s vengeance, a fate that was absolutely unacceptable to him.

”Su Han, go! I’ll hold them off!” Lei Ming’s face was stern as he shielded Su Han. His injuries had healed, and he had returned to the Supreme Realm Third Layer, possessing the power to fight. Of course, he was well aware that with his own strength, he was no match for Ye Chuanfeng, let alone all eleven Supremes. But for Su Han’s sake, he was willing to sacrifice himself.

”Master, I won’t run, nor will I die,” Su Han said, moved by Lei Ming’s protective love. The word ’retreat’ was not in his dictionary.

Even though this was a trap, even though there were eleven Supreme Realm powerhouses against them, and even though they were at an absolute disadvantage, Su Han remained fearless. He viewed life and death with indifference, ready to fight if challenged! He had returned this time not only to rescue his master but also to slay Ye Chuanfeng and avenge the past pursuit and betrayal.

Besides, although the eleven Supremes were strong, the only one Su Han truly took seriously was Ye Chuanfeng himself.

At this moment, he looked up, his burning gaze fixed on Ye Chuanfeng, making no effort to conceal his murderous intent.

”You couldn’t have tracked my whereabouts on your own. Someone must have guided you. Was it someone from the Tian Luo Net Holy Land, or was it the Great Saint of the Demon Slayer Sect?”

The only ones who knew of Su Han’s departure from Huayang City were Saint You Heng and Master Gong Ming, and only Sun Buzhou knew he was coming here. He trusted that none of the three would betray him. And since he was camouflaged by his Thousand Changes and Transformations, no one should have been able to see through his disguise. So how could Ye Chuanfeng have known he was coming? This meant an expert had to be guiding Ye Chuanfeng—an expert who was also a master of the Divination Technique!

”Su Han, Su Han, you are indeed clever,” Ye Chuanfeng sneered, not denying the help of an expert but refusing to reveal their identity. ”It’s true that I couldn’t track your movements, but you’re delusional if you think you can pry information from me.”

Now that everything was under his control, he had no reason to tell Su Han anything more, nor was there any need to delay.

”Enough nonsense, Su Han! Since you refuse to commit suicide to atone, I will kill you myself. I’ll take your head as an offering to the Saint Heir!”

Ye Chuanfeng was a loyal lackey of the Tian Lou Saint, and he knew of the grudge between Su Han and the Tian Lou Saint. If he could present Su Han’s head this time, he might gain the opportunity to become a Saint himself.

WHOOSH!

Gripping his Seven Stars Sword, Ye Chuanfeng struck without hesitation. A kilometer-long beam of starlight sword radiance condensed, shining with a metallic luster and an unparalleled sharpness. It sliced through space, shooting directly at Su Han. Wherever the starlight sword radiance passed, it left a deep, pitch-black spatial fissure, and the aura of the void emanating from it was chilling to the bone.

Not only was Ye Chuanfeng a Supreme Realm Ninth Layer powerhouse, but he also possessed the Meteor King Body, making him extraordinarily powerful.

Lei Ming’s expression grew serious as he conjured a three-hundred-meter-wide Destruction Thunder Domain, hoping to block the sword strike for Su Han.

But Su Han was no longer the same person. He now had enough strength to face Ye Chuanfeng.

”Master, you have protected me many times. This time, it’s my turn to protect you!”

Su Han reached out, grabbed the Ghostly Face Mask, and put it on. Instantly, his aura surged, reaching the Fourth Layer of the Supreme Realm.

WHOOSH!

He clenched his fist, and the Black Blade appeared in his hand, unleashing a terrifying Demonic Might that swept across the heavens and the earth.

”Thunderbolt Seven Absolute Slashes!”

With a single cut, Su Han unleashed a kilometer-long Thunder Dragon Saber Aura that shot forward to meet the starlight sword radiance head-on.

BOOM!

The two attacks collided in mid-air and exploded thunderously. The terrifying energy fluctuations created a storm that shook Yaoguang Peak to its core.

Ye Chuanfeng’s realm may have been higher, but Su Han’s Combat Power was greater. Wielding a Holy Artifact, he didn’t fall behind in the slightest.

Witnessing this, Ye Chuanfeng’s brow furrowed. Su Han was indeed troublesome, but he absolutely could not afford to fail this time.

Thinking of this, Ye Chuanfeng immediately spread his Domain.

At this moment, the battle that would decide the fate of the Seven Stars Sect began.