Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 150: Chapter 150: One Man Against Ten Thousand! (Fourth Update!)

This statement practically severed all remaining familial ties between Su Yunming and Su Han.

Now, Su Yunchen and Su Yunpeng hardly cared about Su Yuansheng’s thoughts anymore. Su Yuansheng had always been dedicated to the Su Family, and now, the Su Family was in their hands.

“Thud, thud, thud.”

Just then, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

“Who is it?” Su Yunchen’s expression changed.

“Family Head, it’s me.”

A familiar voice came from outside. It was one of the Su Family’s people Su Yunchen had sent to gather information.

Su Yunchen then breathed a sigh of relief. He had been hiding in the inn this whole time, always very cautious, especially knowing that if Su Han truly discovered them, he might very well take immediate action.

“Come in,” Su Yunchen said.

The door opened and a middle-aged man entered, speaking softly, “Family Head, there’s news about the war between the God-Slaying Pavilion and the Sect of True Martial Arts.”

“Speak.”

Su Yunchen and Su Yunpeng exchanged a look, both showing excitement.

They were even eagerly anticipating news of the God-Slaying Pavilion being destroyed and the father and son, Su Han, being killed.

“The two sects have indeed gone to war. The Sect of True Martial Arts did not take action themselves, but instead sent out the disciples of eleven Ninth-Rate Sects under their control, nearly one hundred and fifty thousand in number,” the middle-aged man said.

Su Yunchen frowned, “Get to the point.”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man hesitated before speaking, “The Sect of True Martial Arts… has lost forty thousand people.”

“What about the God-Slaying Pavilion?” Su Yunchen asked.

“The God-Slaying Pavilion…”

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and then continued, “From the beginning to the end, not a single disciple of the God-Slaying Pavilion was seen. Only the Master of the God-Slaying Pavilion, Su Han, was sitting atop the city wall.”

“What?!”

Both Su Yunchen and Su Yunpeng’s expressions changed, with Su Yunchen’s eyes widening in disbelief, “That’s impossible! Su Han alone killed forty thousand people from the Sect of True Martial Arts?”

“It wasn’t Su Han who killed them. It was a light barrier that existed before in the Sect Residence of the God-Slaying Pavilion. The Sect of True Martial Arts tried to forcefully break through, but not only did they fail to get through, they were also killed by that light barrier, forty thousand of them, and up until now, Wuzong didn’t have a solution. They could only wait outside, laying siege to the people of the God-Slaying Pavilion,” the middle-aged man explained.

“The Sect of True Martial Arts… these useless wretches, utterly useless!!!”

Su Yunchen was furious. He had hoped to use the Sect of True Martial Arts to eliminate Su Han and the God-Slaying Pavilion, but he hadn’t expected that they wouldn’t be able to kill a single person from the God-Slaying Pavilion and ended up sacrificing forty thousand of their own instead.

“What a useless Eighth-Rate Sect, I see the Sect of True Martial Arts is nothing but empty reputation!” Su Yunpeng also said bitterly.

Only Su Yuansheng’s old face twitched, his inward sighs growing heavier.

“Fortunately, although the Sect of True Martial Arts can’t enter the God-Slaying Pavilion, they have surrounded it, and as a result, the God-Slaying Pavilion’s people can’t leave either. Everyone believes that the God-Slaying Pavilion relies solely on that light barrier. But if they want to cultivate and survive, they can’t possibly stay inside their Sect Residence forever; once they come out, they’ll immediately be killed by the Sect of True Martial Arts,” the middle-aged man added.

Hearing this, Su Yunchen’s face finally relaxed a bit.

“That’s true, the God-Slaying Pavilion only has a few thousand people after all, they can’t be the match for the Sect of True Martial Arts. As time passes, the God-Slaying Pavilion will definitely not be able to hold out. As for the disciples of my Su Family, we should delay their return some more,” he reasoned.

“Continue to gather information and come back to report immediately once the God-Slaying Pavilion is destroyed,” Su Yunpeng instructed.

“Yes.”

After speaking, the middle-aged man quickly disappeared.

“Su Han, I just can’t believe that you really have the guts to confront an old Eighth-Rank Sect!” Su Yunchen gritted his teeth as he muttered to himself.

…

At this moment, in the God-Slaying Pavilion’s Sect Residence, the Light Barrier still shimmered with faint light, like ripples, layer upon layer, surging around the entire city wall.

Inside the Light Barrier, Su Han sat on the city wall, with orange peels strewn all around him, still holding a peeled orange in his hand, savoring it with relish.

About two miles from the city walls, Hee Ruan and the others were glaring here with bloodshot eyes, ready to kill with their gaze alone anyone who dared to step out from the God-Slaying Pavilion.

“How boring…”

Su Han’s voice was toned down, and though he spoke softly, the remaining 110,000 people could hear him clearly.

“Is this the strength of the Sect of True Martial Arts? I’m so scared my legs are a bit shaky. If you keep up the forceful attack, maybe this Light Barrier really won’t hold up,” Su Han taunted.

“Su Han, you only dare to act arrogantly while standing there,” sneered Hee Ruan from atop the Scarlet Flame Iron Beast, “If you have the guts, come out and die, and I’ll personally take care of you!”

“You?” Su Han chuckled with disdain.

“If you’re too scared to come out, just stay in that Light Barrier forever. I don’t believe the people of the God-Slaying Pavilion can stay inside forever. The very first moment they step out will be their time of death!” Zhao Chen also said.

“Who lives and who dies is still not a sure thing,” Su Han replied indifferently.

“Then let them come out and try!” Li Yuan ground his teeth.

Since the last time Su Han threatened him, nearly costing him his life and making him lose three hundred million Gold Coins, Li Yuan had been itching to tear Su Han into a thousand pieces.

He had hoped to leverage the allied army of the Sects to storm the God-Slaying Pavilion, making Su Han kneel and bow his head several times before taking his life—but he never expected such an outcome.

“Only engaging in a war of words here, it’s really not interesting!”

After eating the last orange, Su Han slowly stood up, stretched his arms, and took a languid stretch.

The next moment, he suddenly jumped down from the city wall, walking straight out of the Light Barrier!

Seeing this, Hee Ruan and the others’ eyes bulged, and they abruptly got to their feet.

“He really dares to come out?”

“You’re courting death, not knowing what’s good for you. If you had stayed inside, we would have had no way to deal with you, but by coming out now, you’re simply seeking death!”

“First catch the king to catch the thieves. After killing Su Han, I expect the rabble from the God-Slaying Pavilion will be unable to restrain themselves from coming out!”

Everyone’s gaze towards Su Han was filled with killing intent; Hee Ruan, amidst his bellowing laughter, patted the Scarlet Flame Iron Beast, which immediately rose to its huge stature.

“Su Han, oh Su Han, you really are seeking death!” Hee Ruan said with a sneer.

“Didn’t you want to finish me off with your own hands?”

Su Han stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering in the wind.

“Second tier, kill him!” Hee Ruan commanded with a wave of his hand.

In an instant, tens of thousands of people surged forward, various dazzling attacks unleashed from their hands, raining down on Su Han.

“A bunch of trash.”

Su Han lifted his foot, lightly tapped the ground, and his figure suddenly shot out, rushing towards the crowd.