Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

The strength of the Dugu Imperial Son is formidable. Even Su Han or Prince Nangong alone might find it difficult to eliminate him, but unfortunately, he encountered the two of them joining forces this time.

”See, I guessed it correctly. The second Imperial Son to be eliminated is indeed the Dugu Imperial Son. Trying to fight two at once is sure to end in defeat.”

”Meng Po Empress and Dugu Imperial Son’s voices were like a pre-trial to the Nineteenth Prince before the battle, and to think they lost so quickly; truly, the world is unpredictable!”

”Hehe, this time Meng Po Empress and Dugu Imperial Son have truly lost face. They were so aggressive and boastful before, but ended up being eliminated in such an embarrassing manner.”

Seeing Dugu Imperial Son also eliminated, many people laughed quietly. After all, Meng Po Empress and Dugu Imperial Son were too arrogant before, and now their humbling came so quickly.

Dugu Imperial Son got up, gritting his teeth, with a dark complexion. His bewitching eyes were filled with immense hatred as he glared fiercely at Su Han and Prince Nangong within the different space battlefield, violent killing intent erupting from his body.

He could accept defeat, but not losing to Su Han, as Su Han was his target for assassination.

But now he was already eliminated, unable to continue fighting, and even with a raging fury inside, he had to suppress it for now.

”Kid, you just wait; I won’t let you off. Once we leave Wanliu City, it will be your death day!”

Dugu Imperial Son gnashed his teeth, eager in his heart to kill Su Han quickly.

With the martial arts tournament under Emperor Liu’s oversight today, he could not act rashly. But as soon as it’s over, and Su Han leaves Wanliu City, he’ll have countless opportunities.

Thinking of this, the Dugu Imperial Son turned to glance at Meng Po Empress, who happened to be looking at him at the same time.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and they instantly understood each other’s intentions, both nodding slightly in agreement without further words.

The Nineteenth Prince must die!

Shush shush shush!

Continuously, prodigies were eliminated, flying out from the different space battlefield—some were knocked out, and others withdrew due to serious injuries.

Yet even so, nearly three hundred prodigies remained in the different space battlefield.

The battle on Su Han’s side had ended, but the battle for the Heir of the Liu Family continued strong; he fought against hundreds without falling behind.

Of course, the Heir of the Liu Family wasn’t fighting head-on, as even with immense strength, he couldn’t defeat hundreds of Hidden Dragon List prodigies. Instead, he used a special movement technique akin to a ghost’s pace, moving through the crowd, with nine willow branches like the hands of deities—unmatchable wherever they reached.

Moreover, the Heir of the Liu Family was a mighty being at the Saint Realm Third Layer, with abundant spiritual energy unafraid of depleting, and he was the least afraid of injury, having the Immortal Body that could continuously heal unless all vitality was gone or he was unconscious.

Although the battle on Su Han’s side drew many eyes, most attention was focused on the Heir of the Liu Family, whose combat was too grand and spectacular to ignore.

Yet, the Heir of the Liu Family wasn’t arrogant. He maintained a calm smile, attacking in silence—his assault as furious as rain, forcing prodigies one by one into elimination.

”Nineteenth Prince, you’re stronger than I anticipated. It seems your breakthrough isn’t far off. By then, if we join forces, we might even handle the Imperial Son of Zhong Kui!”

Prince Nangong put away the Barbaric Copper Holy Staff, gazing brightly at Su Han, speaking straightforwardly.

With Meng Po Empress and Dugu Imperial Son eliminated now, they had no immediate opponents, and regarding the Heir of the Liu Family, they weren’t rushing to intervene, preferring to restore their spiritual energy and strength first.

”Thank you for your assistance, Prince!”

Su Han never takes others’ kindness for granted in this world rife with malice, where kindness is precious.

If it weren’t for Prince Nangong’s aid, defeating the alliance of Meng Po Empress and Dugu Imperial Son would’ve been far from easy for Su Han, possibly even exposing some of his methods.

But with Prince Nangong’s help, the battle was made considerably easier, and now neither was injured, all due to Prince Nangong’s contribution.

”Call me Nangong Wentian. Our Nangong Clan is in its current state thanks to the blessings of King Yama’s Palace. Although I can’t yet avenge them directly as a whole, the younger generation from there is my target. We share a common enemy, thus naturally ought to be friends.”

Prince Nangong’s personality was forthright and unpretentious, stating clearly his hatred toward King Yama’s Palace and the reason for aiding Su Han.

Although the Nangong Clan still existed, within the Immortal Forces, they were on the lower rung, with few strong members and prodigies, only supported by the Nangong Great Emperor and Prince Nangong.

Yet even so, Prince Nangong never wavered in his resolve to avenge King Yama’s Palace, accomplishing many things in recent years, though largely negligible against them.

In fact, he was present yesterday when Su Han confronted Meng Po Empress, deciding then to befriend Su Han.

Firstly, Su Han, like him, had enmity with King Yama’s Palace—endless in nature. An enemy’s enemy is a friend, and with a common enemy, making friends naturally became easier.

Secondly, Su Han was the Nineteenth Prince of the Heavenly Sword Dynasty, second only to the Heavenly Sword Crown Prince, greatly valued by the Flying Immortal Great Emperor. Befriending him could also secure the strong alliance of the Heavenly Sword Dynasty.

This was a mutually beneficial act Prince Nangong wouldn’t miss.

While simple and direct, he wasn’t foolish, knowing how to maximize benefits, thus he helped Su Han nobly today.

”In that case, I won’t stand on ceremony. I’ll call you Brother Nangong; you can call me Yang Xing!”

Su Han was well aware of Prince Nangong’s intentions, yet it was beneficial with no disadvantage, making him delighted to make friends.

King Yama’s Palace was the foremost dark power in the Central Plains, not easily taken down, so until this common enemy was defeated, Su Han and Prince Nangong’s relationship remained solid.

”Brother Yang, you aim to marry Green Lotus Saint, right? Then let me be the good man to the end and help you get the beauty!”

Su Han’s response delighted Prince Nangong, thinking to strike while the iron was hot and deepen their bond. As for the martial arts marriage competition, his participation stemmed from a trial mindset—success would be an unexpected joy, failure was inconsequential.

”Then I’ll thank you in advance, Brother Nangong!”

Su Han clasped his fist in gratitude. With Prince Nangong’s help, there might be no need to take risks to claim the top spot.

Prince Nangong was certainly his lucky star!