Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Zhao Ming was too contemptuous, too arrogant. He had never considered Su Han an enemy or a rival. From start to finish, he had never taken Su Han seriously, whether in word or thought. He maintained a condescending attitude, believing he could easily crush Su Han with a single finger.

Therefore, he did not utilize any Phenomenon, nor did he employ his Physique or the powerful Divine Skills unique to a martial artist at the Divine Power Realm. He thought he could play with Su Han slowly like a cat with a mouse, unaware that he was toying not with a mouse, but with a ferocious dragon.

If Zhao Ming had known that Su Han had previously killed Zi Qiong and Xuan Song, perhaps he would not have been so careless. Unfortunately, not only was he unaware, but he had also failed to go all out from the start, leading to this disastrous defeat. Now, he was hanging on by a thread, gravely injured and vomiting blood. His combat power was plummeting, rendering him inferior to Su Han.

”You little beast! You dare to ambush me? I’ll toy with you until you’re dead!” Zhao Ming’s eyes bulged with towering rage as he bellowed, his face twisted in fury.

He reached into his Storage Ring to grab Healing Pills and recover from his injuries, but Su Han gave him no such chance.

”You talk too much!” Su Han brandished the Black Blade, once again restricting Zhao Ming’s movements with the gravity field.

FWOOSH!

The Flame Demon Pattern on the Black Blade ignited, transforming into true Bloodthirsty Demonic Flame that coiled around the weapon, turning it into a Flame Demon Saber.

”Thunderbolt Seven Absolute Slashes!”

Wielding the Black Blade, Su Han executed the Thunderbolt Seven Absolute Slashes. In an instant, thunder descended from the heavens and merged with the Bloodthirsty Demonic Flame. The interweaving of lightning and fire was overwhelming, greatly enhancing the attack’s might.

Zhao Ming, severely wounded and having not yet taken any Healing Pills, had no choice but to block Su Han’s strike.

”Earth Rank High Level Martial Technique: Nether Xuan Kill!”

Reaching out, Zhao Ming recalled his Nether Long Spear and unleashed his full power. The spear was ghastly and terrifying, saturated with dense Death Qi, like a Divine Artifact in the hands of the Underworld King, capable of reaping lives and destroying vitality.

CLANG!

The Black Blade collided with the spear once again, but this time, Zhao Ming was defeated without a doubt. The blade’s radiance, interwoven with thunderbolt and Bloodthirsty Demonic Flame, cleaved through layers of Death Qi. The terrifying force tore open the webbing of Zhao Ming’s hand, causing blood to gush out. Meanwhile, sparks of the Bloodthirsty Demonic Flame landed on his body and began to burn, threatening to spread like a wildfire.

Already severely wounded, Zhao Ming was no match for Su Han. His injuries only worsened, making it increasingly difficult to defend himself.

”Nether King Physique, arise!”

Zhao Ming could not hold back any longer. He roared furiously, activating his Death Nether King’s Body with all his might. It rapidly coalesced, forming a Nether King Physique. This Physique, based on Zhao Ming’s own appearance, had a fluttering black cape, a green face with sharp fangs, and rivers of Death Qi wrapping around it like ribbons. It wielded a spear of Death Qi, as if it commanded the life and death of all beings. Unfortunately, due to Zhao Ming’s grave injuries, the Nether King Physique was somewhat unstable—hazy, dim, and utterly devoid of luster.

”Die!”

Zhao Ming drove the Nether King Physique forward. The Nether Long Spear seemed to merge with the spear in the Physique’s hands, sweeping in with a terrifying deathly intent that threatened to pierce the world and annihilate the heavens.

”Demonic Emperor Physique!”

Su Han did not hesitate. The moment Zhao Ming’s Nether King Physique began to form, he had already conjured his own. In an instant, the Demonic Emperor Physique appeared, adorned in a black robe embroidered with Shore Flowers, its face hidden by the Ghostly Face Mask, and surrounded by ten floating black holes. Dark, cold, and domineering, the Demonic Emperor Physique’s appearance made all demons submit and all gods kneel. Its might was unstoppable.

The Demonic Emperor Physique wielded no weapon, but with a mere wave of its hand, a demonic light howled forth, instantly shattering the Nether King Physique’s attack.

”Intermediate Grade Divine Power: Resentful Spirit Death Curse!”

Zhao Ming knew his condition was critical. He had to give it his all, or he might truly suffer an ignominious defeat. The Nether King Physique formed a seal with both hands, deploying a Divine Power Technique. Instantly, resentful spirits flew out from its hands—fierce, malevolent, and brimming with violence and hatred, wishing only to take revenge on the world and destroy everything.

There were over a hundred such incorporeal spirits; normal attacks were useless against them. If struck, a person would not only become delirious but also undergo a drastic personality change, engaging in self-destructive acts until they committed a ruinous suicide. This was the terrifying aspect of this Divine Power Technique; when the resentful spirits appeared, all living creatures trembled in fear.

”Devour!”

Su Han was completely unfazed. The brightest Black Hole shadow flew out and transformed into the Dual Black Holes, unleashing a terrifying Devouring Force. A resentful spirit let out a horrified shriek, struggling in vain, but it could not break free and was directly swallowed and refined.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

One by one, the hundred resentful spirits were devoured by the Dual Black Holes, completely unable to resist or fight back as if facing their natural predator. Seeing this, Zhao Ming’s eyeballs nearly popped out. His own Divine Power Technique had been devoured. It was simply inconceivable!

”Ahhh! You infuriate me! Physique Fusion! I am the Nether King, and today I shall pass judgment on your death and condemn you to eternal damnation in Hell!” Zhao Ming’s face was a ferocious mask as he roared unceasingly, merging with the Nether King Physique. He was immediately enveloped in a rich Death Qi, his black cloak fluttering. His face turned green, and he grew sharp fangs, appearing like a possessed fiend, both brutal and chilling.

”I am the Demonic Emperor, sworn to slay all enemies in this world!” Su Han let out a long howl and immediately merged with the Demonic Emperor Physique. His entire demeanor shifted, as if the Demonic Emperor was reincarnated, ruling over all darkness.

WHOOSH!

With a flick of his finger, Su Han sent a Black Netherworld Flower howling toward Zhao Ming. This flower possessed the power to strip away a Physique, forcing one out of the Physique Fusion state. Although Su Han did not know why, its power was undeniable.

The Black Netherworld Flower flew swiftly toward Zhao Ming and, despite his futile struggles, entered between his brows. Instantly, Zhao Ming trembled all over. The Nether King Physique was forced out of him, and as if struck by a heavy blow, he was sent flying backward, vomiting blood repeatedly as his injuries grew even more severe.

At this moment, he had less than a tenth of his strength left, not even enough to defeat a common practitioner of the Physique Realm, let alone Su Han.

As long as the green hills remain, I’ll have wood to burn. I just need to recover my strength. Next time, I will absolutely not give him another chance for a sneak attack!

Having suffered successive injuries, Zhao Ming’s heart sank. He sensed the looming threat of death and turned to flee without a second thought.

I’m sure that with my full power, as long as I’m not ambushed, I can easily crush him. When that day comes, I’ll make it so he can neither live nor die.

”Did I say you could leave?” Su Han snorted coldly as a tremendous power burst forth.

”Primordial Qi Great Capture Technique!”

Su Han would not make the same mistake Zhao Ming had. Going all out, he unleashed the Origin Technique. The Primordial Qi formed the Great Capture Technique and streaked across the sky. It slammed down with a single palm, directly rupturing Zhao Ming’s organs and extinguishing his life force.

Zhao Ming plummeted from the sky, his body dead and his dao extinguished.

With a single strike, Zhao Ming was dead.