Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

No one would have expected that the Third Prince actually had two streams of Saint Sword Qi in his possession.

Saint Treasures are not easy to create. They require Saints to expend a great deal of Heart Spirit and strength. Therefore, even prominent geniuses typically possess only a single Saint Treasure for protection.

Liu Xu clearly had not expected this either. At this moment, as she looked at the Saint Sword Qi aimed straight for the center of her brow, her beautiful eyes widened, her pupils contracted sharply, and a look of horror appeared on her face.

Her Sword Intent of War, her Domain, her Hundred-Battle Holy Sword—none could block this stream of Saint Sword Qi.

The Saint Sword Qi pierced through everything as effortlessly as a knife through tofu, eventually striking Liu Xu’s brow.

DING!

A small, bloody dot appeared on her smooth forehead. Immediately, the Saint Sword Qi threatened to pierce her skull and penetrate her sea of consciousness. If it bored through, Liu Xu would undoubtedly die.

”Great Emperor’s Seal!”

Just then, a dazzling cyan light burst forth from the center of Liu Xu’s brow. This light was as green as jade and as clear as crystal—breathtakingly exquisite, like a finely crafted piece of art that was both stunning and mesmerizing.

A lofty Imperial Might, as if it were the Heavenly Dao Incarnation itself, suddenly descended upon the world. It was so overwhelmingly powerful that space itself collapsed into nothingness.

This was the Great Emperor’s Seal. Liu Xu was clearly an important member of the Ancient Liu Family. Otherwise, they would not have left her with such a seal to save her life. Sensing that her life was in danger, the Great Emperor’s Seal manifested on its own, blocking the second stream of Saint Sword Qi.

The gap between a Saint and a Great Emperor is even greater than that between a Saint and an ordinary person. Although this second stream of Saint Sword Qi was strong, it could not withstand the pressure of the Great Emperor’s Seal.

The second stream of Saint Sword Qi fractured inch by inch, eventually disintegrating into countless motes of light that rained down like a beautiful shower. However, the Great Emperor’s Seal on Liu Xu’s brow continued unabated, shooting forward to strike the Third Prince.

HUM!

In an instant, the Great Emperor’s Seal in the Third Prince’s sea of consciousness was also triggered. This was a seal left by the Flying Immortal Great Emperor. Each prince and princess had one within them as a final life-saving measure.

At that moment, the cyan light blazed like the sun while the white light shone like day. It was as if the towering, magnificent figures of two beings at the Peak of Martial Arts had appeared in the room, commanding immense Might with their every move.

This was the clash of auras from two Great Emperors. In an instant, the space within the room was silently annihilated and collapsed. Even the Xuan Water Holy Ming Shield could not withstand it. Ripples distorted its surface, making it look as though it were about to be torn apart.

Although the Xuan Water Holy Ming Shield was a Superior Grade Holy Artifact, it was no match for Imperial Might, especially a clash between two Great Emperor’s Seals.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A massive roar exploded in the ears of Liu Xu and the Third Prince, a sound so painful it threatened to deafen them.

Not only that, but the dazzling cyan and white light intertwined to create a blinding glare. Liu Xu and the Third Prince could not open their eyes, let alone witness the collision of the two Great Emperor’s Seals. They only felt a terrifying, unstoppable power sweep over them. They were like a lone boat in a storm, in danger of capsizing at any moment.

So terrifying... Is this the power of the Great Emperor Realm? The shockwave from a mere collision of their seals was enough to make both of them feel an unprecedented sense of mortal danger.

CRACK!

A clear fracturing sound rang out. The Xuan Water Holy Ming Shield could no longer hold. The tremendous force tore a tiny, hairline crack in its surface, a sign that the Holy Artifact had been damaged. The cracking sound grew louder and more distinct. The hairline crack continued to expand until it finally became a gaping fissure.

Not good!

Liu Xu’s mind was linked to the Xuan Water Holy Ming Shield. As the shield was damaged, she instantly suffered a backlash. PFFT. She spat out a mouthful of blood, her body immediately weakening and slumping to the ground.

At this moment, Liu Xu was completely powerless. She lay on the ground, unable to struggle or rise, let alone kill the Third Prince.

However, the Third Prince had no mind to spare for Liu Xu. The clash between the two Great Emperor’s Seals was too terrifying. He was under immense pressure. His internal organs were rupturing, and he was constantly coughing up blood. His condition had plummeted to rock bottom, and he was barely clinging to life.

No, I can’t die here. I have to escape! As long as I can get out of this inn, I’ll live. Then she’ll be the one to die!

Gritting his teeth, veins bulging on his neck, the Third Prince stretched out his hands and began to crawl across the ground. He dragged himself toward the fissure in the Xuan Water Holy Ming Shield, knowing that as long as he escaped the room, he would be discovered. With his status as a prince, no one would dare let him die.

The Third Prince had a clear plan. Ignoring Liu Xu, he dug his bloodied palms into the ground and arduously crawled forward. His pace was slow, but he was steadily inching closer to the fissure.

Finally, his persistence paid off. The Third Prince painstakingly reached the opening. A considerable amount of energy had already vented through it, turning the door and hallway outside into dust. He was sure it would not be long before someone arrived.

He’s trying to escape! Liu Xu finally sensed the Third Prince’s aura and her heart sank in alarm. She understood just as well that if the Third Prince escaped, killing him would become next to impossible. Moreover, she herself would be plunged into even greater danger.

At this thought, Liu Xu struggled to her feet and staggered toward the Third Prince. Although she was also gravely injured, she was in slightly better shape than him, so she was a bit faster.

Unfortunately, the Third Prince had already reached the edge of the fissure. It was too late for Liu Xu.

Sensing Liu Xu’s pursuit, the Third Prince glanced back and smiled. His expression was a mixture of triumph and rage—triumph that he was about to escape, and rage that promised revenge against her.

”You’re doomed!” the Third Prince snarled, a grin spreading across his face. He clawed at the edge of the opening with his blood-stained hands and pulled himself out. His movements were slow, but he finally crawled through the fissure and out of the room.

Outside, the Xuan Water Holy Ming Shield could no longer conceal his aura. He could already sense people approaching, which made the joy in his heart grow even stronger.

The footsteps drew closer. Gritting his teeth, the Third Prince cried out his identity, hoping the newcomer would rescue him. ”I am the Third Prince! Save—”

SWISH!

The only response he received was a sword strike—a tide of inky-black Slaughter Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi was faster than lightning, reaching him in an instant. The hairs on his body stood on end, and his heart seized with absolute terror.

Who wants to kill me?

The Third Prince frantically tried to lift his head to see his attacker. But before he could, the Slaughter Sword Qi flashed past, severing his neck and sending his head flying from his body.

The Third Prince was dead.