Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Chapter 374: Chapter 372: Are You Chen Xiang? (One more update!)

At this very moment, the man with the scar finally understood that it wasn’t that Su Han’s strength was inferior to his and the others’, nor was it that Su Han had really fallen into desperation. All this…

was merely Su Han playing with them!!!

“Boom!”

As the palm descended from above, Scarblade, having just executed the One Strike of the Battle God and, despite having consumed a pill, had also released the Fog of Resentful Spirits, found almost all the Dragon Power in his body drained.

He wanted to dodge, but he simply couldn’t!

The palm harshly slammed on top of his Heavenly Spirit, and the four sword lights from front, back, left, and right, instantly cleaved his body into four parts at that moment.

A Primordial Spirit burst out, but Su Han had already been waiting; with a wave of his hand, he immediately captured the man’s Primordial Spirit.

“Your Cultivation Base is at least in the Dragon God Realm Late Stage, yet you dare to play us like this, utterly shameless!!!” the Primordial Spirit of Scarblade roared.

“Weren’t you quite composed when you appeared?”

Su Han pointed a finger at the Primordial Spirit, and the latter immediately let out a scream of agony, before being thrown by Su Han into a Space Ring.

Inside that Space Ring, there was nothing. It was specifically emptied by Su Han to store such Primordial Spirits.

The night before, Su Han opened his mouth and astonishingly spat out two Primordial Spirits, which were the ones previously swallowed by the vortex.

Su Han likewise threw them into the Space Ring.

“It’s your turn now.”

Su Han lifted his gaze, looking towards the remaining eight men in black, a slight curl forming at the corners of his mouth.

The latter all changed color and, without a second word, turned and fled towards the distance.

“You think you can run?”

…

In Snow Moon City, within that tower,

Chen Xiang’s eyes were closed, sitting in his seat with a cup of tea in his hands, sipping occasionally, looking very comfortable.

Around him, those individuals responsible for the various branch transportations had not left either; having delivered the goods here, they had some free time, and they were also curious to see what the person who dared to rob items from the Sect of the Battle God looked like.

“Crack!”

At that moment, the tea cup in Chen Xiang’s hand suddenly shattered.

While others were still laughing and talking, hearing this noise, everyone’s gaze immediately converged on Chen Xiang.

Under their stares, Chen Xiang’s demeanor grew stern, and his previously closed eyes, at that moment, slowly opened.

His hand moved, and a Space Ring on his left hand flickered with light, producing a Crystal Stone in his hand.

There was a crack on that Crystal Stone.

“Hmm?”

Seeing this crack, everyone inhaled a chilly breath.

They naturally understood what this crack signified!

“The captain of the third team of Cold Iron Guard… is dead,” Chen Xiang’s voice chilled to extremity.

If the deaths of Hua Dong and Song Qi only surprised him, the death of a Cold Iron Guard enraged him.

Within the Sect of the Battle God, aside from their positions, only the Three Guards—Cold Iron Guard, Cold Silver Guard, Cold Gold Guard—mattered.

Among the Three Guards, even the lowest-ranked Cold Iron Guard was cultivated by the Sect of the Battle God at a great cost.

The Cold Iron Guard was responsible for transportation, the Cold Silver Guard for life and death within the Sect of the Battle God, and the Cold Gold Guard for the security of the Sect of the Battle God.

Many disciples, once they reached a certain Cultivation Base, would be sent by the Sect of the Battle God to the Cold Iron Guard for tempering.

The Three Guards were the glory of the Sect of the Battle God; even if the Sect did not assign them, those disciples would fiercely vie for a position within.

If one could contribute significantly within the Cold Iron Guard, they might be promoted to the Cold Silver Guard, and if they performed well within the Cold Silver Guard and also improved their Cultivation Base, they might even advance to the top-ranked Cold Gold Guard!

Among the Three Guards, the lowest rank is the Cold Iron Guard, and even the lowest in the Cold Iron Guard must be at the Dragon God Realm.

This realm, even if placed within the Sect of the Battle God, would belong to the ranks of the Pinnacle Disciples, and even among them, Dragon God Realm is considered extremely high in terms of cultivation base.

Don’t look at the Disciples of the Sect of the Battle God numbering in the millions, even over ten million, but there are only about a hundred thousand Pinnacle Disciples!

That is to say, each member of the Cold Iron Guard has emerged from tens of millions of disciples through layers of selection before joining.

This kind of person, placed in those Ninth-Rate Sects, or Eighth-Rank Sects, would completely be the chief of the whole Sect, and if placed in a First-Class Sect or Second-Rate Sect, they would also be top-notch talents.

The loss of one person could make the Sect of the Battle God suffer intensely!

At this moment, a captain of a Cold Iron Guard squad had died under his own orders, how could Chen Xiang not be furious!

“Swoosh!”

He tapped his finger on the crystal stone, and the crystal stone immediately burst into light, forming a silver screen once more.

In that silver screen, a man dressed in black, wearing a hat was holding another man also in black.

His hand pierced through the latter, and when he withdrew it, he was holding a primordial spirit.

This man wearing a hat was naturally Su Han!

Su Han seemed to be oblivious to the appearance of this silver screen, and without a second word, he placed this primordial spirit into his space ring.

The gaze of Su Han shifted last night, falling onto another person.

“The seventh one.”

He spoke indifferently, as if hunting.

“Stop!!”

Chen Xiang, seeing Su Han about to kill another person, finally couldn’t help it and shouted angrily.

Su Han’s words had already told him that of the Cold Iron Guard squad he had sent out, seven had already died!

And at this moment, Su Han was heading to kill the eighth.

“You bastard, you bastard!!!”

Chen Xiang’s face was flushed red, his fists clenched, grinding his teeth.

The entire Cold Iron Guard of the Sect of the Battle God, with squads like this one totaling only thirty-eight, losing even one person is extremely precious, let alone an entire squad!

If the Sect of the Battle God were to find out that under his own command he had lost a squad, not to mention ascending to become the overall head of the main path, he might not even be able to keep his current position and would have to face severe punishment!

“What are you shouting for?”

Just then, in the silver screen, Su Han grabbed the eighth person, shattered this person’s body with a palm, collected his primordial spirit, and then slowly turned his head.

“You must be Chen Xiang, right?” Su Han asked.

“That’s me!” Chen Xiang’s teeth clacked loudly.

“Good to know.”

Su Han smiled faintly, “Wait for me in Snow Moon City, I’ll be coming to find you soon.”

“If you really have the guts, then come!”

With that, Chen Xiang smashed the silver screen with a palm, then shouted, “Seal all news, do not allow this matter to be leaked!”

Upon hearing these words, everyone else was stunned.

Earlier, Chen Xiang had boasted about spreading the news to use Su Han to establish authority, and now he changed his mind so quickly.

“But…”

Someone whispered, “But you had already ordered that the news be released…”

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ps: Today’s release is explosive, surpassing previous ones, stay tuned!