Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 372: Chapter 370: Fog of Resentful Spirits!

At this instant, Scarblade’s heart thundered with anxiety, as a massive sense of crisis surged within him.

True, he was in the Dragon God Realm, and if one looked purely at his Cultivation Base, it wasn’t false that he could easily suppress Su Han.

But that thousand-zhang Sword Light was very real!

Scarblade felt that when facing this thousand-zhang Sword Light, he was completely outmatched as if it resembled the might of the Dragon God Realm Early Stage or even the Dragon God Realm Late Stage. If he were to be struck, it would obliterate not just his body, but also his Primordial Spirit!

Yet he was extremely reluctant to let go of that vine-like rope.

This item wasn’t his own; it belonged to the Sect of the Battle God.

Legends from the Ancient Times told of a mighty individual who emerged and Refining an object known as the ‘Immortal Binding Rope,’ capable of capturing and holding even someone three Great Realms above one’s own, sapping their Cultivation Base.

This dark green vine was certainly not the legendary Immortal Binding Rope, but it was modeled after it, capable of bounding someone a Minor Realm higher than oneself.

Which means, with Scarblade’s Cultivation Base when used, he could bind someone at the Dragon God Realm Mid Stage Peak – forcefully restraining them!

Once bound, this dark green vine would begin to devour the victim’s Cultivation Base and flesh. If one could not break free, they would be devoured to death!

When facing Su Han, Scarblade had immense confidence, and with ten other individuals in the Dragon God Realm Early Stage backing him up, together they had the strength to slay someone in the Dragon God Realm Mid Stage.

Not to mention, they also had the Annihilation Sword Technique of the Sect of the Battle God and this dark green vine.

However, everything happening at this moment shattered all his illusions.

“Unleash the One Strike of the Battle God!” Scarblade abruptly shouted.

Even now, as the Sword Light was about to strike, he still did not release the dark green vine.

“Buzz~”

As his words fell, the Dragon Power within his body roared wildly, and even his Primordial Spirit started to function frantically.

At the same time, Scarblade’s complexion turned deathly pale in an instant, as though he had overdrawn a great deal of his physical strength, and traces of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

It wasn’t just him; the other nine were suffering similarly!

“Buzz~”

A giant apparition emerged behind Scarblade and also behind the other nine.

This apparition, hundreds of zhang tall, seemed to tower into the heavens like a giant.

As it appeared, an astonishing pressure spread out, tearing the surrounding space with a bang, and the snowflakes were shattered into nonexistence at that moment.

It was precisely when the snowflakes were reduced to nothingness that a sharp, piercing shriek emerged from the void.

That shriek caused Su Han’s expression to darken slightly.

He recognized the sound. It was very familiar, not coming from Scarblade and the others, nor from the colossal apparition, but from… the snowflakes!

Or rather, from the mysterious shadows hidden within the snowflakes!

The snowflakes shattered, turning to nothingness; undoubtedly, these ferocious shadows had perished before they could land, emitting such a mournful shriek.

And it seemed that Scarblade and his companions were either unaware of this shrieking or had noticed it but paid it no mind.

“Break!”

Scarblade suddenly looked to the sky and shouted, as the apparition behind him punched towards the thousand-zhang Sword Light above.

“Boom boom boom…”

At the same time, the other nine apparitions, with a flicker of thought, also threw their punches toward the Sword Light.

“Rumble~”

Scarblade’s silhouette behind him, at the first instant, struck the sword light.

In an instant, a heaven-shaking loud noise transmitted from the void, and that punch actually caused the sword light to directly shatter by one-tenth!

Immediately after, the remaining nine punches, without the slightest pause, landed on the sword light, and in that moment, the thousand-zhang-long sword light directly turned into nothingness.

“Damn it!”

Scarblade’s expression darkened, the phantom silhouette behind him dissipated, and he cursed inwardly.

Although the sword light had disappeared and temporarily posed no threat to him, he wasn’t pleased.

Because in his imagination, it should have been possible for him alone, or at most a few people together, to shatter that sword light.

But at this moment, it took the combined strength of ten people to finally shatter the sword light.

It seemed as though there wasn’t much loss, that they were even, but in fact, at that instant, the appearance of the giant silhouette nearly drained the Dragon Power from their Primordial Spirits.

It could be said that at this moment, they were in a period of Dragon Power vacuum!

The other nine were also sullen-faced, somewhat in disbelief.

This was the One Strike of the Battle God!

The One Strike of the Battle God, derived from the Sect of the Battle God’s high-grade Holy Spirit Level Dragon Technique—Nine Strikes of the Battle God!

With their identities and statuses, they could only obtain the One Strike of the Battle God.

But to them, even just the One Strike of the Battle God was extremely precious and generally would only be used as a last resort.

After all, although the One Strike of the Battle God was powerful, the consumption was indeed too enormous.

However, it was this strike, equivalent to their foundation, that didn’t manage to harm Su Han in the slightest!

“Men die for wealth, as birds perish for food, won’t you let go now?”

Su Han’s voice came through, his palm shook, and once again he tugged at the dark green vine.

Scarblade gritted his teeth, flipped his palm, and a jade bottle appeared, with ten pills inside it, all of which he swallowed.

“Boom!”

The moment he swallowed them, the pills immediately dispersed, turning into Spiritual Energy, which Scarblade transformed into Dragon Power.

With Dragon Power, he finally had the confidence. Below the Dragon Emperor Realm, losing Dragon Power was worth nothing.

But just as his Dragon Power began to gather again, a fair fist suddenly appeared in his vision.

The speed of that fist was so fast it reached extremity, the first glance revealed it to be merely the size of an ordinary person’s fist, but on the second look, it filled his entire vision!

“Fog of Resentful Spirits!”

At that instant, Scarblade cried out, a Jade Slip appeared in his hand, he crushed it immediately, and a large swath of grey fog emerged, enveloping him.

In the midst of this fog, dense, numerous illusory figures surfaced, all of them screaming as if in extreme pain.

“Souls?”

Su Han frowned, within that fog, such illusory figures, at least a hundred in number.

Su Han saw at a glance, these were neither condensed nor illusions, but real souls!

Under the screaming of the souls, they had the effect of disturbing one’s mind, although Su Han didn’t care, the icy coldness in his eyes grew even more at this moment.

“Is this move also from the Sect of the Battle God?”

Su Han spoke out, and at the instant he did, that fair fist ruthlessly struck the mass of fog.