Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

The abrupt voice jolted the three people present. Su Han and Zhang Xiaowan’s hearts sank. Judging by the statement, the speaker not only knew Di Yuan but was also on very close terms with him, which was terrible news. Dealing with one Di Yuan was already difficult enough; if another formidable enemy appeared, the outcome of today’s battle would be uncertain.

The attention of all three was drawn to a graceful figure standing just outside the basin. She was a peerlessly beautiful woman in a white dress with a flawless, immaculate body. Her figure was tall and slender, and she carried herself with grace. Her black silk hair, like a waterfall, cascaded past her shapely hips. Her face was as exquisite as a painting, with perfectly arched eyebrows, eyes like tranquil autumn lakes, vibrant red lips, and crystalline teeth. At a glance, she was like a fairy descending to the mortal realm—ethereal, exquisite, and a breathtaking sight.

Qingluan Spirit Body! Su Han’s pupils constricted as he recognized the woman’s Special Physique.

Although the Qingluan Spirit Body was not highly ranked among Special Physiques—only 1,314th—it was a Special Physique nonetheless. It granted its wielder an innate advantage over ordinary Martial Artists. Moreover, this woman had cultivated her Qingluan Spirit Body to a profound level, nearing the Great Accomplishment of the Spiritual Body. Beyond that, her own strength was formidable; she was at the Ninth Layer of the Divine Power Realm, comparable to Xiao Tian and Jing Yun.

”Qing Wu!” Zhang Xiaowan gasped, covering her mouth as she recognized the woman. She quickly turned to warn Su Han, ”Xiao Su Su, she is a follower of the Tian Lou Saint and in league with Di Yuan. Be careful!”

Qing Wu was one of the five great followers of the Tian Lou Saint. Besides Di Yuan, she was now the only one still alive. Although her strength wasn’t on par with Xuan Song or Di Yuan, she was stronger than Zi Qiong and Kong Sha. With the strength of the Divine Power Realm Ninth Layer, coupled with her Qingluan Spirit Body, she ranked 68th on the list of prodigies, only a notch below Xiao Tian.

One Di Yuan was already pushing Su Han and Zhang Xiaowan to their limits. Adding Qing Wu to the mix made a terrible situation disastrous and unbearable. Su Han’s gaze darkened, his mind racing as he quickly tried to formulate a counter-plan. Meanwhile, Qing Wu stood outside the basin with no intention of entering the Nine Palaces Bagua Formation. Thus, her strength would not be suppressed, making her incredibly difficult to handle.

”Qing Wu, what took you so long? Hurry up and strike! Break this Great Formation and kill these two little mice!” Di Yuan spat, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth as he spoke harshly to her.

When he had spotted Su Han on Dragon Blood Mountain, he had immediately sent a message to Qing Wu. After all, the Saint Heir had assigned this task to both of them. However, Qing Wu had not been nearby, so she had only just now arrived. But arriving at the right time was better than arriving early; Qing Wu’s appearance relieved Di Yuan’s crisis and completely turned the tables. At this moment, Su Han and Zhang Xiaowan were at a grave disadvantage.

Though Di Yuan was powerful, Qing Wu was not particularly impressed by him. She did not act on his command immediately, instead turning her gaze to Su Han with great interest. ”To think a mere Divine Power Realm martial artist could beat Di Yuan so badly… I truly find it hard to believe you’re from a backwater place like Qingzhou. I heard Kong Sha also died by your hands. You really do have some skill. If only you were more flexible and willing to bow your head, I’m sure the Saint Heir would have taken a liking to you. What a waste, what a shame. The tallest tree attracts the wind. Now that your hands are stained with the blood of my companions and the Saint Heir has ordered us to take you, your fate is sealed. You are destined for a tragic death. Truly regrettable!”

Qing Wu didn’t underestimate Su Han. On the contrary, his impressive battle record astonished her, but the more impressive he was, the more she felt it was a pity. But she wouldn’t dare show mercy to someone the Saint Heir wanted dead. So, despite her regret… it’s better to just kill him!

”Banana Leaf Dao Fan!” Qing Wu reached out, and an indigo-colored round fan instantly appeared in her hand. Her slender, jade-like fingers gripped it lightly before she activated it, fanning fiercely toward the Nine Palaces Bagua Formation. The Banana Leaf Dao Fan was a Semi-Holy Artifact that the Tian Lou Saint had acquired for her from a perilous land. The fan did not produce wind, but fire—the Fury Spirit Flame, which was as swift as the wind and terrifyingly hot. Qing Wu cultivated a Fire Element Technique, and with this fan in hand, she could unleash even greater power.

A violent, azure firestorm surged forth, condensing in mid-air into a ten-meter-wide flame luan bird. With a flap of its wings, it brutally slammed against the formation patterns. BOOM! A deafening sound erupted as the formation patterns vibrated and the entire Nine Palaces Bagua Formation trembled. Although this blow didn’t break the formation, it slightly weakened its suppressive force. As the suppression weakened, Di Yuan’s strength recovered by a fraction. This trade-off put Su Han and Zhang Xiaowan at a great disadvantage.

If Qing Wu keeps attacking, the Nine Palaces Bagua Formation won’t hold up. Once Di Yuan regains his strength and joins forces with her, we will face certain death. In this critical situation, Su Han quickly called out, ”Xiaowan, help me hold her off for ten minutes!”

Although Zhang Xiaowan is only at the Fourth Layer of the Divine Power Realm, a significant gap from Qing Wu, simply stalling her shouldn’t be too difficult. Ten minutes. That’s what I need from her. I have to use that precious time to eliminate Di Yuan first, then I can deal with Qing Wu.

”Ten minutes?” Qing Wu laughed, tears welling in her eyes. ”I can’t tell if you’re arrogant or foolish. Do you really think this little girl can hold me back? What a joke!” She truly couldn’t fathom where he got this courage from. Or has he simply decided on a final, desperate struggle?

”Little rat, if you want ten minutes so badly, I’ll grant your wish!” Di Yuan snarled, enraged by Su Han’s words, which he took as the ultimate insult. ”I’ll kill you within ten minutes, and then I’ll kill this little girl so you two can be reunited in hell!”

The taunts from Qing Wu and Di Yuan did not sway Su Han’s resolve. His gaze remained intensely fixed on Zhang Xiaowan, awaiting her answer.

”Little Su Su, don’t worry,” Zhang Xiaowan said, her expression solemn as she nodded earnestly. ”I will definitely secure these ten minutes for you!”

WHOOSH! Holding the Demonic Sound Dao Bell, Zhang Xiaowan shot out of the basin, leaving the Nine Palaces Bagua Formation to confront Qing Wu from a distance.

”You’re courting death,” Qing Wu sneered, her beautiful eyes filled with intense killing intent. ”In that case, I will let him watch you die with his own eyes!” Holding the Banana Leaf Dao Fan, she charged toward Zhang Xiaowan, intent on a swift kill to deal a fatal blow to Su Han’s Dao Heart.

Su Han knew Zhang Xiaowan was no match for Qing Wu, but in this moment, he chose to trust her. He steeled himself, focusing on what he had to do. I have to kill Di Yuan within ten minutes. He turned, his hand gripping his blade. Demonization. It was time to kill.