Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

The Eighth Prince, overwhelmed by rage, had lost all restraint and resorted to using a Forbidden Technique.

The Mount Hua Sword Discourse was intended as an event for making friends through martial arts, not a life-and-death struggle. As such, most combatants would admit defeat rather than fight to the end. Moreover, both the Eighth Prince and the Nineteenth Prince were members of the Imperial Family. In a public setting like the Arena of Sword Discourse on Mount Hua, they were expected to maintain imperial dignity, let alone engage in a fatal confrontation.

But at this moment, the Eighth Prince could not accept the reality of his defeat. His pride made it impossible for him to swallow this indignity. He would defeat Su Han and reclaim his lost honor, even if it meant using a Forbidden Technique.

”Eighth Brother, have you lost your mind?”

The Eighth Prince’s use of a Forbidden Technique caught everyone by surprise. Even the Thirteenth Princess’s beautiful face paled with shock as she cried out, trying to stop her brother’s reckless actions. This not only tarnished the Imperial Family’s dignity but would also cause the Eighth Prince’s reputation to plummet. Furthermore, the Great Extinguishing Sword was not a technique to be used lightly, for it would inflict great harm upon its user.

Though the Great Extinguishing Sword was merely a Low Grade Forbidden Technique, it was an extremely radical one. It fused one’s Spiritual Essence into a single sword strike capable of annihilating the heavens and slaughtering formidable foes. Once executed, the technique would cause severe trauma to one’s Spiritual Essence. The path to recovery would be more challenging than ascending to the heavens, and it would greatly hinder future cultivation. It was an act of sheer desperation, never to be used unless absolutely necessary.

”I’ve heard the Imperial Family’s Great Extinguishing Sword is even more powerful than the Flying Sword Technique of our Nanshu Jian Gong. I am eager to see its true might!” Yun Jun Holy Maiden watched the Eighth Prince with a blazing gaze, a competitive fire lit in her beautiful eyes.

”This Nineteenth Prince is full of surprises!” Juque Saint Heir shelved his contempt, now regarding the Arena of Sword Discourse with genuine interest as a sense of battle spirit stirred within him.

”I wonder if the Nineteenth Prince can withstand this sword!” From the crowd, the Heartless Holy Son, who was somewhat wary of Su Han, hoped to use this opportunity to gauge his strength.

At this moment, everyone was shocked, staring unblinkingly at the Arena of Sword Discourse. They knew the battle would likely end with this next strike. It was uncertain whether the Nineteenth Prince would continue his overwhelming dominance or if the Eighth Prince would turn defeat into victory and reverse the situation.

SWOOSH!

The Eighth Prince’s entire body began to glow, gradually becoming so transparent that his organs and bones were faintly visible. Vast Spiritual Energy surged from his Dantian, potent Divine Sense burst from his Sea of Consciousness, and even the mysterious Soul Strength emanated from his very being. Spiritual Energy, Divine Sense, and Soul Strength converged above the Eighth Prince’s head, rapidly condensing into a palm-sized, white Sword Radiance.

The Sword Radiance was incredibly bright and dazzling, like a full moon illuminating the night sky for thousands of miles. It contained not only the Eighth Prince’s Spiritual Essence but also his Sword Intent. Upon its formation, it let out a cry like a dragon’s roar that sent tremors in all directions.

”Nineteenth Brother, you will never defeat me!” The Eighth Prince’s face was bloodless, as pale as snow. He looked as if he had suffered a great illness and was extremely weak. But he was smiling, a smile brimming with pride and confidence. He believed this one strike would assuredly defeat Su Han and reclaim the glory that was rightfully his.

”Go!”

With a thought, the white Sword Radiance shot forth like a comet striking the moon and a great rainbow piercing the sun. It sliced open space and cleaved the firmament as it shot straight for Su Han. It seemed that not even the gods could resist this strike, destined to be slashed down to the mortal realm. Even from hundreds or thousands of meters away, the crowd felt the Sword Qi wash over them, stinging their faces and prompting them to retreat further, fearing they would be caught in the aftermath.

On the other side, Su Han faced the might of the Great Extinguishing Sword without an ounce of fear. The confident expression on his face remained unchanged.

Let’s test the Sword Intent Embryo I’ve just obtained on you!

Su Han’s climb, enduring the Sword Intent of Ages, had not been without reward. Although he was unable to comprehend the Sword Intent of Ages, he had deepened his own understanding of the sword path and condensed an embryo of his own Sword Intent. Even though the embryo was not comparable to true Sword Intent, it was more than sufficient for Su Han.

”One Sword Breaks Myriad Spells!”

Su Han held the Seven Stars Holy Sword, ready to perform the supreme skill of the Tai Cang Sword God.

SWOOSH!

A black light shone from the blade, incredibly sharp and terrifying. It was not just the Lifebound Sword Qi formed from One Sword Breaks Myriad Spells; it also contained the embryo of Sword Intent that Su Han had just comprehended. Su Han’s Sword Intent Embryo was not built on devouring, but on slaughter!

Slaughter Sword Intent was the path of his comprehension. Though it was just an embryo, it contained a terrifying murderous aura that seemed intent on exterminating all life and killing everyone under the heavens. This Slaughter Sword Intent Embryo was forged from his Invincible Tao Xin, his Defying Heavenly Demon Will, and the murderous aura left in his body by the Great Emperor of Killing. It was fused with the profound swordsmanship from the Tai Cang Sword God’s inherited memories, and finally catalyzed into being by the pressure from the Sword Intent of Ages, which had ignited his own indomitable spirit.

”Slash!”

Su Han’s eyes were bright, his expression firm, and his murderous intent unchanged. Holding the Seven Stars Holy Sword, he unleashed his attack.

SWOOSH!

A one-meter-long black Sword Qi burst from the Seven Stars Holy Sword. It carried a terrifying aura that promised to cut down everything and slaughter all beings as it slashed toward the Eighth Prince. The black Sword Qi might not have seemed grand, but it made everyone’s heart skip a beat, as if the Grim Reaper had descended to reap lives and steal all vitality.

”Lifebound Sword Qi... He really did obtain the Myriad Swords Returning Origin Technique!” Feeling the extraordinary nature of the black Sword Qi, the Thirteenth Princess’s expression changed drastically as her speculation was confirmed. This Sword Qi was so condensed, so exceptional—like a strike from the Grim Reaper himself. It was undoubtedly the Lifebound Sword Qi of the Myriad Swords Sect.

Eighth Brother is in danger this time!

DING!

Under the crowd’s shocked gazes, the black Sword Qi and white Sword Radiance collided in midair, a clash of stark black and white, like the great Dao itself in conflict. This time, there were no dazzling sword lights or terrifying fluctuations, only a single crisp sound. Then, the white Sword Radiance shattered inch by inch, eventually dissipating into motes of light that scattered in all directions. The black Sword Qi carried the intent of Slaughter, invincible and unstoppable. Even the Forbidden Technique, the Great Extinguishing Sword, was no match for it.

”No... impossible!”

Seeing his Great Extinguishing Sword broken, the Eighth Prince’s mind collapsed. His gaze went vacant, and his eyes grew wild with disbelief, feeling as if the sky itself had fallen.

BOOM!

Unimpeded, the black Sword Qi continued its course after shattering the Great Extinguishing Sword and struck the Eighth Prince. In the end, the Divine Sense imprint left inside him by the Flying Immortal Great Emperor blocked the attack. Even so, the Eighth Prince violently coughed up a mouthful of blood and was sent tumbling backward off the Arena of Sword Discourse. His head lolled to one side as he fell unconscious.

With one sword, the Eighth Prince was defeated.

Su Han stood on the Arena of Sword Discourse, holding the Seven Stars Holy Sword like a peerless Sword God who had descended upon the mortal world. His gaze swept over the crowd before he arrogantly called out again, ”Who else?”