Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Although the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Princess were not as renowned as the Second and Third Princes, they were still royalty and powerful experts of the Supreme Realm. Now, as they both made their move, they were defeated in succession by the Nineteenth Prince—a truly shocking outcome for everyone present.

Gazing at the Thirteenth Princess, her lovely face deathly pale and her gown stained with blood, Su Han’s status rose significantly in the eyes of the crowd. This Nineteenth Prince, though arrogant, was truly terrifying. He had defeated two powerful opponents all by himself and still seemed to have energy to spare, his combat power undiminished.

Just how strong is he?

This question surfaced in everyone’s mind, but there was no answer. The Nineteenth Prince of today was somewhat similar to the one in the rumors, yet also different. He was more conceited and more powerful.

Could this really be related to the remnants of the Myriad Swords Sect?

The crowd’s gazes couldn’t help but drift toward Li Mingliang and Li Qingyue. It was the only explanation and the most reasonable one. The Myriad Swords Sect had once been the foremost Sword Sect, so dominant that even the Heavenly Sword Dynasty had to lay low. Despite its current state of extreme decline, it surely still possessed some powerful techniques.

The Myriad Swords Returning Origin Technique was one of them, and the Nineteenth Prince had already cultivated his Lifebound Sword Qi.

Following the sect’s decline and the Heavenly Sword Dynasty’s persecution, the name ”Myriad Swords Sect” had become little more than a name. Now, however, everyone realized that this sect was not just an empty boast. First, there was Li Qingyue, who had achieved Enlightenment on her path, and now the Nineteenth Prince had defeated two powerhouses with his sword.

It seems I’ll have to study this Myriad Swords Sect carefully when I get back!

While the crowd was lost in their varied thoughts, Su Han’s expression remained unchanged, still projecting an air of conceit and arrogance. He held the Seven Stars Holy Sword, feeling quite satisfied with the Slaughter Sword Intent Embryo he had just obtained. This was still just an embryo; if it were the true Slaughter Sword Intent, its lethality would be far greater. Perhaps he could become like the Great Emperor of Slaughter, capable of making one’s life a living hell with just a single wisp of killing aura.

To transform the embryo into true Sword Intent, only one path lay before him: seize first place in the Mount Hua Arena of Sword Discourse, ascend to the summit, and receive the baptism of Sword Intent in a direct clash with the Sword Intent of Ages.

At this thought, Su Han’s fighting spirit surged. He pointed his sword at the crowd and declared proudly, ”Not a single one of you can fight. I’m taking first place in this year’s Mount Hua Arena of Sword Discourse. Anyone who wants to challenge me will have to get past my sword first!”

Arrogant!

Boastful!

Conceited!

Su Han’s words stirred resentment in the crowd, but they had to admit he had the strength and confidence to back it up. With both the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Princess defeated, there were few left who could challenge the Nineteenth Prince. Only prodigies on the level of a Saint Heir or Holy Maiden were qualified.

Instantly, all eyes turned to the Juque Saint Heir and the Yun Jun Holy Maiden. One was the Saint Heir of the Spirit Sword Holy Palace, and the other was the Holy Maiden of the Nanshu Jian Gong. Both were prodigies from the Hidden Dragon List—young, yet exceptionally talented and powerful. Among those present, only these two were capable of battling the Nineteenth Prince.

Of course, the crowd was unaware that a Saint Heir from another of the three Great Holy Lands, the Heart Sword Sacred Palace, was also present. The Heart Sword Sacred Palace was simply too low-profile, so much so that its Saint Heir’s emergence was known to very few.

”Juque Saint Heir, will you make a move, or shall I?”

The Yun Jun Holy Maiden, proud as a swan, was naturally incensed by Su Han’s arrogant words. She glanced at the Juque Saint Heir and posed the question.

”If you wish to make a move, then go ahead,” the Juque Saint Heir replied, his voice deep, showing no eagerness to be first.

”If I make a move, you won’t get a chance,” the Yun Jun Holy Maiden scoffed, unbothered. A blade of light manifested beneath her feet, lifting her into the air and onto the Arena of Sword Discourse.

Dressed in flowing white robes, she performed Sword Flight, appearing like a carefree female sword immortal from the mortal realm. However, the Yun Jun Holy Maiden’s competitive spirit was too intense. Her desire to contend not only with the Juque Saint Heir but with all other prodigies marred her otherwise otherworldly demeanor.

”Nineteenth Prince, I won’t take advantage of you. I’ll give you an hour to recover first,” the Yun Jun Holy Maiden declared, standing with her hands behind her back. She held her head high, her fair, slender neck arched, showing no apprehension despite the defeats of the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Princess. She was clearly confident in her own strength.

Although the Eighth Prince and Thirteenth Princess were strong, they were still a notch below her. Within the Imperial Family, the Heavenly Sword Crown Prince was held in the highest esteem, followed by the Second, Third, and Nineteenth Princes. As for the other princes and princesses, their innate talent was average, so the power and resources they received were lesser.

But the Yun Jun Holy Maiden was the sole Holy Maiden of the Nanshu Jian Gong. Her status was in no way inferior to that of the princes and princesses, and she had the full support and cultivation of her entire Sword Palace. Naturally, she was stronger than any ordinary royal. At only twenty-two, she had already reached the Fourth Layer of the Supreme Realm and was ranked nine hundred and one on the Hidden Dragon List—far higher than the Eighth Prince.

The Nineteenth Prince might be strong, but he was still young, merely at the Second Layer of the Supreme Realm. He had already revealed his Sun, Moon, and Stars Triple Forms and his Lifebound Sword Qi. With his cards on the table, the Yun Jun Holy Maiden naturally felt no fear. Besides, she was also aiming for first place. Faced with Su Han’s arrogant provocation, she couldn’t sit still any longer and was ready to fight.

”No need to waste time. I may have expended a lot of Spiritual Energy, but it’s more than enough to deal with you!” Su Han announced haughtily, causing the Yun Jun Holy Maiden’s fine brows to knit together, her beautiful eyes flashing with anger.

”It seems victory has gone to your head, Nineteenth Prince. In that case, allow me to help you sober up.”

The Yun Jun Holy Maiden was inherently competitive. Su Han’s words stabbed into her heart like a sharp sword, causing her chest to heave, nearly making her explode with rage.

WHOOSH!

With a single thought, the Yun Jun Holy Maiden commanded the Flying Sword beneath her feet. The handleless blade, sharp at both ends, instantly transformed into a white rainbow. It sliced through the void like a blazing white bolt of lightning, shooting straight for Su Han’s neck.

Su Han brandished the Seven Stars Holy Sword, unleashing a sharp Sword Radiance, but his strike met only air. The Flying Sword twisted in mid-flight, evading the Seven Stars Holy Sword with a tricky and unpredictable angle before appearing right in front of him.

The Flying Sword Technique was exceptionally unpredictable. The blade moved with the wielder’s will, flexible and ever-changing, making it impossible to defend against. As the Holy Maiden of the Nanshu Jian Gong, the Yun Jun Holy Maiden’s mastery of this technique was naturally profound, and she displayed her incredible skill the moment she attacked.

My Flying Sword isn’t so easy to block!

Seeing her blade poised before Su Han’s neck, a smug smile crept onto the Yun Jun Holy Maiden’s lips. Dispatching a thought, seizing an enemy’s head from a thousand miles away—that was the terrifying power of a Flying Sword. Although the Arena of Sword Discourse placed some limits on its capabilities, she was confident she could defeat the Nineteenth Prince before her.

SCHLICK!

The Flying Sword, faster than lightning, pierced directly at Su Han’s neck. However, the Yun Jun Holy Maiden’s smile froze, and her mind trembled.

Su Han’s figure twisted and dissipated.

It wasn’t his true body, but an afterimage.

Then where is his real body?