Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

”I thought my main rival this time would only be the Giant Que Saint Heir. Who would have expected the Eighth Prince and the Nineteenth Prince to also show up!”

Yun Jin Holy Maiden stood aloof from the world, exuding an icy coldness that forbade others from approaching. At this moment, she looked up at Su Han and the Eighth Prince on the Arena of Sword Discourse, a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

She was aiming for first place and had only considered the Giant Que Saint Heir as her competition. She never expected the sudden appearance of the Eighth and Nineteenth Princes. Moreover, this Nineteenth Prince was even more conceited than the rumors suggested. He hadn’t just slain the son of the Marquis of Zhenyuan with a single strike; he had also taken the initiative to injure the Eighth Prince. Now, he was openly issuing a challenge, the word ”arrogant” practically written on his face.

She crossed her arms, watching the two on the Arena of Sword Discourse with great interest, curious to see who would win this duel.

A remnant of the Myriad Swords Sect!

On the other side, the Giant Que Saint Heir’s attention was first drawn to Li Qingyue. He had come for the Sword Intent of Ages, but his own understanding was shallow. In contrast, Li Qingyue had entered an Enlightenment State, which made him somewhat envious.

His gaze then shifted to the two on the Arena of Sword Discourse. He was dismissive of the Nineteenth Prince’s arrogance. In his view, the Nineteenth Prince was still young and lacked strength. He was no match for the Eighth Prince, let alone worthy of his serious attention.

In contrast to the Giant Que Saint Heir’s disdain, the Heartless Holy Son in the crowd stared intently at Su Han, his eyes gleaming. He had sensed Su Han’s gaze earlier. This prince was definitely not as simple as he appeared, and that recent sword strike, though it had an element of a sneak attack, was enough to prove his strength.

It was hard to say who would win or lose this first bout of the Mount Hua Sword Discourse.

”Your Highness!”

Not far away, Li Mingliang was deeply touched. Although he knew Su Han’s true identity, he never expected Su Han to brazenly confront the Eighth Prince and even initiate a challenge for his and Li Qingyue’s sake.

Li Qingyue was still immersed in her Enlightenment and had not yet awakened. Li Mingliang’s injuries were mostly healed, so he stood guard over his granddaughter while watching the Arena of Sword Discourse with anxiety.

Although Su Han had performed miracles in the past, with both the Copper Tiger Saint and the original Nineteenth Prince having died because of him, Li Mingliang had never witnessed these events himself. Therefore, he did not know the true extent of Su Han’s power.

The Eighth Prince, however, was a powerhouse at the Fifth Layer of the Supreme Realm. As a member of the Imperial Family, he had no lack of Cultivation Resources and surely possessed astonishing abilities. It remained uncertain whether Su Han could win.

At this very moment, countless gazes—filled with curiosity, disdain, or concern—fell upon the Arena of Sword Discourse. Everyone held their breath, eagerly awaiting the start of the battle.

Meanwhile, on the Arena of Sword Discourse, the Eighth Prince had already consumed Healing Pills. The wound on his shoulder stopped bleeding and was gradually closing. Although the injury affected his strength, the impact was not significant. He was confident he could defeat Su Han and wash away his shame.

WHOOSH! Reaching out, the Eighth Prince retrieved his personal sword from his Storage Ring. It was a black and gold Holy Sword, a Low Grade Holy Artifact engraved with dragon patterns. This was the Dragon Patterned Black Gold Sword, also a Low Grade Holy Artifact, and slightly superior to the Seven Stars Holy Sword.

At this moment, the Eighth Prince wielded the Dragon Patterned Black Gold Sword, his gaze cold as he stared fixedly at Su Han, rage burning in his chest.

”As my younger imperial brother, you dare to show such disrespect! You only succeeded earlier because of a sneak attack, but I won’t give you another chance!”

The Eighth Prince was still trying to save face, but Su Han couldn’t be bothered to listen to his nonsense.

”Starry Sky Sword Domain!”

Su Han utilized his Spatial Force to simulate the Nineteenth Prince’s Starry Sky Sword Domain. Instantly, a two-hundred-meter Domain expanded to envelop nearly half of the Arena of Sword Discourse. Within it, points of starlight twinkled, each one a sliver of sword light.

The Realm Su Han currently displayed was the Second Layer of the Supreme Realm. But these points of starlight were not mere imitations; they were formed from Su Han’s own Spatial Force. Each strand of Spatial Force took the shape of a sword, making this domain far more powerful than the Nineteenth Prince’s Starry Sky Sword Domain.

”Sun, Moon, and Stars Triple Forms: Moon Slash!”

Holding the Seven Stars Holy Sword, Su Han directly executed the powerful swordsmanship. Countless points of starlight rapidly converged under his control, forming a bright moon of sword light. Although this Sword Light Bright Moon lacked the cold sharpness of Li Qingyue’s, it possessed a formidable cutting power that easily tore through space, revealing a deep, pitch-black spatial fissure.

”Slash!”

Clutching the Seven Stars Holy Sword, Su Han guided the Sword Light Bright Moon, sending it slashing directly toward the Eighth Prince. The Sword Light Bright Moon spun at high speed, resembling the Holy Thunder Golden Wheel. Carrying a piercing edge, it tore through the fabric of Reincarnation as it pressed toward the Eighth Prince.

This single strike stunned countless onlookers, as its power had clearly exceeded the Second Layer of the Supreme Realm. Even the Eighth Prince, at the Fifth Layer of the Supreme Realm, felt an intense sense of crisis.

The Eighth Prince was shocked. When did he get so strong? I was certain I knew the capabilities of all the princes and princesses, especially the Nineteenth Prince. But the power Su Han is displaying now is completely beyond my expectations! I heard he went to Fine Copper City. Could he have gained this power in the Earth Mine? Or has he subdued the remnants of the Myriad Swords Sect and mastered the Myriad Swords Returning Origin Technique? Is that what made him so formidable?

The Eighth Prince was deeply puzzled, but with the Sword Light Bright Moon rapidly approaching, he had no time to ponder further. Gripping the Dragon Patterned Black Gold Sword, he swiftly unfurled his own Domain.

”Heavenly Rank Low Level Martial Skill: Dragon Head Sky-Crushing Slash!”

The Eighth Prince’s Domain spanned five hundred meters, far surpassing Su Han’s. He now executed a Heavenly Rank Low Level Martial Skill, drawing upon the power within the Dragon Patterned Black Gold Sword.

A phantom dragon’s cry echoed as the Eighth Prince struck. The dazzling sword light coalesced in midair into a lifelike dragon head, as if a True Dragon had descended, capable of tearing everything apart and shattering the Void.

As a powerhouse at the Fifth Layer of the Supreme Realm, the Eighth Prince naturally possessed more Spiritual Energy. However, when the dragon head collided with the Sword Light Bright Moon, it immediately let out a mournful cry. Cracks riddled its surface before it finally shattered, exploding with a thunderous roar.

”How is this possible?!”

The Eighth Prince’s pupils constricted, his face paling in shock. He had fought the Nineteenth Prince before and was well aware of the Moon Slash Sword Technique. Every time, he had been able to win with his Dragon Head Sky-Crushing Slash. He had intended to repeat his past success, but to his astonishment, he was instantly overwhelmed.

He racked his brain but couldn’t fathom what had gone wrong. Meanwhile, after shattering the dragon head, the Sword Light Bright Moon continued unabated, slashing toward the Eighth Prince.

CRACK! Each sliver of light within the Sword Light Bright Moon was condensed from Spatial Force. Coupled with the power of the Moon Slash Sword Technique, it struck the Eighth Prince’s Domain and shattered it to pieces.

The Eighth Prince raised his sword to block but was still struck by the Sword Light Bright Moon, sent flying backward once more as he coughed up blood in midair.

”Is that all you’ve got?” Su Han sneered, his voice particularly grating.