Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 182: Chapter 181: War Ends (Eighth Update!)

Actually, Xiao Yuran was also very grateful in her heart.

She naturally understood that sparing Pian Pingtian this time would pose a great threat, given that Pian Pingtian was of the Dragon God Realm and was about to break through to the later stage—at that time, the difference would be enormous.

But Su Han did not consider those factors; he resolutely used Pian Pingtian in exchange for Xiao Hengshan’s life. Xiao Yuran felt that all of this was because of her.

“When my father and I were expelled from the Su Family, Captain Yuhui personally came to fetch me to the Su Family, thus cutting off the Lin Family and Chen Family’s siege. Just for that, your father, I had to save,”

Su Han glanced at Xiao Yuran, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, “As for the matter of offering myself in marriage … let’s talk about that later.”

“Pop pop pop!”

Xiao Yuran giggled, hanging on Su Han, constantly pressing kisses on his face.

Pressing kisses was fine, but she also made sounds that led to endless imaginations.

In the end, Su Han really had no choice. He forcefully pulled Xiao Yuran off his body.

“Yuran, you are the Captain of the Holy Cold Divine Guard, and besides, there are so many people watching here!” Xiao Yuhui gave her sister a glance.

“Hehe.”

Xiao Yuran blinked her large eyes a few times, seemingly still not having enough.

As for feeling shy?

She didn’t even know how to write those two words.

The people around were completely dumbfounded. To show off love, isn’t this too much of a show?

In the entire arena, there were at least fifty thousand people watching here. Are you not aware of what it means to be embarrassed?

…

In this past hour, the people of the Sect of True Martial Arts had died or fled; in short, besides the corpses, no other person remained at the place.

The war between the Sect of True Martial Arts and the God-Slaying Pavilion had finally ended.

In the final tally, the Sect of True Martial Arts had lost up to a hundred and ten thousand men, while on the side of the God-Slaying Pavilion, more than three hundred people were severely injured and more than a hundred had died.

The deceased were all ordinary disciples; the Five Divine Guard Corps remained unscathed, with only a few sustaining serious injuries.

If it had not been for the Lingluo Sect and the Cold Cloud Sect intervening at the last moment, the losses of the God-Slaying Pavilion would definitely not have been so minimal.

This, after all, was not a war of one man; nearly two hundred thousand soldiers from both sides had fought fiercely, sometimes risking their own lives to take down the enemy with them, saying there were no casualties was utterly impossible.

“From today onwards, the hegemonic position of Yunyang County City, held by the Sect of True Martial Arts for nearly a thousand years, has finally truly changed hands!”

“Hard to imagine that it would be a Ninth-Rate Sect.”

“Do you still think the God-Slaying Pavilion is a Ninth-Rate Sect? It’s true they appear as a Ninth-Rate Sect, but can the strength of the God-Slaying Pavilion really be compared to that of an ordinary Ninth-Rate Sect?”

“Any of the Five Divine Guards could probably stand shoulder to shoulder with a Ninth-Rate Sect.”

“It’s terrifying. To see such a fearsome Ninth-Rate Sect within one’s lifetime is truly worth coming here for a visit.”

Watching the rapidly clearing God-Slaying Pavilion members, the loose cultivators all stood up and sighed.

The war had ended; it was time for them to leave as well.

Among them, there were many large families and some Ninth-Rate Sects that had come with the Sect of True Martial Arts to watch the battle.

In their hearts, a label had been affixed to the God-Slaying Pavilion—that was, absolutely not to be provoked!

“They really won …”

Yun Qianqian’s beautiful eyes were wide open, and even now, her pretty face still couldn’t believe it.

“This Su Han, to be able to blast away a Dragon God Realm Mid-Stage powerhouse, what level has his strength reached, could it be the Dragon Emperor Realm?” Yun Qianqian murmured.

“Absolutely not the Dragon Emperor Realm. Dragon Emperor Realm powerhouses, killing those of the Dragon God Realm is like slaughtering chickens and butchering dogs, whereas Su Han, after executing those two attacks, had already sustained some injuries,”

A Dragon Pill Realm individual spoke beside Yun Qianqian.

Yun Qianqian pursed her lips; she did not quite agree with this Dragon Pill Realm person’s words.

Because every time she saw Su Han, the strength he displayed was different, as if in Su Han’s hands, cultivation base was like money; it had no limit, as much as needed. Facing something worth a gold coin, he could buy it; facing something worth ten thousand gold coins, he could still buy it; or even a million gold coins, he would still be able to afford it.

“Miss, we should also leave, it’s time to go back and prepare for the Gate of Deer Chasing,” one of the Dragon Pill Realm practitioners respectfully said.

“Indeed,” Xiao Yuhui finally had the chance to enter the Gate of Deer Chasing and must make thorough preparations without fail.

“Mm.”

Yun Qianqian nodded lightly, carrying a sense of shock, although those of the Dragon Pill Realm had left.

…

The battle between God-Slaying Pavilion and the Sect of True Martial Arts had finally come to an end.

With the assistance of the Cold Cloud Sect and the Lingluo Sect, the God-Slaying Pavilion, using overwhelming tactics, swept through the Sect of True Martial Arts, eliminating a Dragon God Realm practitioner and completely changing the hegemony of Yunyang County City!

This event, like a heavy bomb, stirred up towering waves in the calm lake of Yunyang County City.

No one could believe that the Sect of True Martial Arts would be the one to fall in the end.

The strength of the Sect of True Martial Arts was deeply ingrained in everyone’s hearts in Yunyang County City.

And the God-Slaying Pavilion was just a Ninth-Rate Sect, with only three thousand disciples in total; no one thought that the God-Slaying Pavilion could possibly have the strength to defeat the Sect of True Martial Arts.

…

“Have you heard? The Sect of True Martial Arts actually lost.”

“Ah, of course I’ve heard. It’s unbelievable!”

“I think the Sect of True Martial Arts didn’t just lose to the God-Slaying Pavilion, but to the Cold Cloud Sect!”

“I think so too. In this battle, both Lingluo Sect and Cold Cloud Sect intervened. Although Lingluo Sect is small with only tens of thousands of disciples, the crucial factor was the Cold Cloud Sect, which unexpectedly had three people break through to the Dragon God Realm, including Sect Master Ling Qinghai who personally joined in the fight with Su Baliu, nearly besieging Pian Pingtian.”

“How come I heard that Cold Cloud Sect and Lingluo Sect only played a supporting role? Many people say that whether Cold Cloud Sect and Lingluo Sect intervened didn’t make any difference because the Sect of True Martial Arts had already lost to the hands of God-Slaying Pavilion.”

“Do you believe such talk? The entire God-Slaying Pavilion has no more than four thousand people, and their cultivation base is so low, how could they possibly defeat the Sect of True Martial Arts?”

In a tavern, many people were discussing this matter.

Among them, a middle-aged man, who was one of the loose cultivators who had personally witnessed the battle between the God-Slaying Pavilion and the Sect of True Martial Arts, could no longer listen quietly.

“Bang!”

He slammed his cup onto the table and stood up with a cold snort, “A bunch of ignorant fools, the power of God-Slaying Pavilion is beyond your imagination, the Sect of True Martial Arts lost because of their arrogance!”

With those words, he turned and left the tavern.

The others watched his retreating figure, while a young man in a green robe scoffed, “He speaks as if he personally witnessed that battle. I don’t believe that the God-Slaying Pavilion is that powerful.”

“Let’s go, hurry up!”

“Move it, if we’re late we’ll have to line up again.”

“Don’t push me, dammit!”

At that moment, sudden chaos erupted outside.

The man in the green robe ran out and grabbed someone, asking, “Brother, what’s the rush?”

“Don’t stop me, the God-Slaying Pavilion is recruiting disciples again, this time only twenty thousand slots, if you’re late there’ll be no chance!” the man said.

Without another word, the man in the green robe turned and ran.

“Hey, where are you going?” someone called out from behind.

“Didn’t you hear? If we’re late, there’ll be no chance!” the voice of the man in the green robe came back.

Everyone was momentarily stunned, then quickly realized and cursed silently for his shamelessness.

Just moments ago, he had been scornfully belittling God-Slaying Pavilion, yet upon hearing about the disciple recruitment, he ran faster than a rabbit.

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ps: Two more chapters!!!

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