Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Between heaven and earth, one hundred stone platforms formed a massive pyramid battlefield suspended high in the sky. Bathed in sunlight, it glistened like a golden, divine mountain.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

At that moment, figures rushed into the pyramid battlefield, and fierce battles erupted instantly.

Each stone platform could only hold one person, but there were no other restrictions. This meant one had to possess the strength to defeat all challengers. Otherwise, one could ascend one second and be knocked down the next.

Moreover, the Flying Immortal Great Emperor had not set a time limit, which made things even more complicated. This wasn’t just a test of personal strength, but also one of cunning. Otherwise, even the most powerful combatant could be slowly worn down and defeated.

After all, none of the Sword Cultivator geniuses present were fools. Some had already formed alliances to target stronger competitors, intending to eliminate the formidable ones first before competing among themselves.

This swordsmanship conference tested not just personal strength but various other aspects. Even occupying the last stone platform would not be easy.

Of course, if you possessed enough power, you could ignore everything else, carve out a path for yourself, and no one would dare block you. For example, who would dare to obstruct someone like the Demon Swordsman? Weren’t they afraid of being cut down by a single sword strike?

This was not a friendly swordsmanship exchange like those at Mount Hua. Here, life and death were of no consequence. If you died, you died, and no one would say a word. Therefore, no one dared to be careless.

Is this the Gu-raising Art, a way to select the strongest? Su Han thought as he entered the pyramid battlefield and headed toward the Golden Stone Platform. The rules of this swordsmanship conference immediately brought the term ”Gu Cultivation” to mind.

Under such chaotic rules, whoever took first place would have to possess power and talent that stood far above the rest.

The Myriad Virtual Realm was of immense importance, and its cultivation slots were so precious that not even princes were entitled to them. This time, however, the Flying Immortal Great Emperor had initiated this swordsmanship conference against all counsel. Su Han was certain it was not without a purpose.

But no one knew the Flying Immortal Great Emperor’s purpose. Su Han wasn’t the only one to have made this connection, yet they all still chose to participate. The cultivation slot for the Myriad Virtual Realm was simply too tempting.

The opportunities for cultivation within were beyond imagination, representing the Heavenly Sword Dynasty’s accumulation over ten thousand years. The Demon Swordsman, the Sword Lunatic, and the Sword Maniac each had their own motives. Thus, even knowing the Flying Immortal Great Emperor had an ulterior purpose, they still came here to fight.

SWISH!

As Su Han pondered, a sword light accompanied by a draconic roar, sharp and unparalleled, slashed down toward him.

”Character Technique of Motion!”

Su Han took a step, executing the Character Technique of Motion, and instantly shifted dozens of meters to evade the sword strike.

He looked up to identify his assailant and saw a familiar figure.

”Nineteenth Brother, you humiliated me at Mount Hua. Today, I shall defeat you here! Don’t even think about securing a single stone platform!”

The Eighth Prince stared fixedly at Su Han, his eyes burning with a furious rage, as if he wanted to tear Su Han to pieces.

He had been defeated and grievously injured by Su Han at the Mount Hua swordsmanship exchange, an indelible disgrace for him. After returning to the Imperial Capital, he trained frantically, advancing his cultivation to the Eighth Layer of the Supreme Realm. Though his aura was somewhat unstable, his power was genuine.

He was participating in the swordsmanship conference not to vie for a slot, but with a single goal in mind: revenge against Su Han!

”Nineteenth Brother, you indeed went too far at the Mount Hua exchange,” a cool female voice said. ”However, if you offer a sincere apology and hand over the Myriad Swords Returning Origin Technique, we might consider sparing you this one time.”

The Thirteenth Princess held the Green Jade Holy Sword, appearing from behind to pin Su Han between herself and the Eighth Prince.

She knew she couldn’t compete for first place, and other sword techniques held little allure for her. What truly interested her was the Myriad Swords Sect’s Myriad Swords Returning Origin Technique. Su Han had displayed it at Mount Hua, and she had remembered it ever since. It was an exquisite and priceless legacy swordsmanship of the Myriad Swords Sect, and she naturally coveted it.

She was the one who had goaded the Eighth Prince into seeking revenge. She believed that by joining forces, they could surely defeat Su Han, especially since she had also used a special Secret Technique to raise her cultivation to the Supreme Realm Seventh Level.

Reckless fools!

The appearance of the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Princess was a minor surprise to Su Han, but he didn’t take them seriously. Their cultivation had been artificially enhanced with secret techniques. Even if their auras were stable, Su Han was confident he could defeat them both at once.

”One Sword Breaks Myriad Spells!”

With a grasp of his hand, the Soul Severing Sword flew into his grip. He immediately imbued it with his Slaughter Sword Intent and unleashed the famous Divine Method of the Sword God Tai Cang.

SWISH!

A five-meter-long beam of Slaughter Sword Qi howled forth, charging directly at the Eighth Prince. It carried a frenzied intent to kill, as if an Asura had descended to wreak havoc upon all beings.

”Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique!”

Fury blazed in the Eighth Prince’s eyes. His aura surged as he channeled all his Spiritual Energy and struck out with his sword, a blow that seemed to split the sky.

CLANG!

A shrill clang of metal rang out as sword qi burst forth. The Eighth Prince was thrown back more than ten meters, his face pale and blood flowing from his seven orifices.

”Thirteenth Sister, quick! Attack with me and we’ll defeat him!” the Eighth Prince yelled. The realization that he was still no match for Su Han despite using his full strength made him even more furious. Gritting his teeth, he urged the Thirteenth Princess to join the assault.

”Intermediate Grade Divine Power: Sword Intent Lotus!”

Having witnessed Su Han’s strength firsthand at Mount Hua, the Thirteenth Princess dared not hold anything back, immediately unleashing her Divine Power Technique.

Countless green sword lights swirled into a vortex of sword light, converging on Su Han from all directions.

Her power had improved significantly since the Mount Hua tournament. This strike was immense, tearing at the surrounding space and creating a terrifying sight.

”Hmph!”

With a cold snort, Su Han once again unleashed One Sword Breaks Myriad Spells, empowered by his Slaughter Sword Intent. His Slaughter Sword Intent had already reached the minor completion stage, and the resulting beam of Sword Qi had grown to five meters long, making it even more formidable.

His sword swept across the sky, its slaughterous intent engulfing the Thirteenth Princess. The howling Sword Qi cleaved through everything, shredding the vortex of sword light. Without losing any momentum, it slammed into the Thirteenth Princess.

SPURT!

The Thirteenth Princess’s delicate body shook violently as she was sent flying backward, blood spraying wildly from her lips. She barely managed to stabilize herself, her beautiful eyes filled with shock.

It has only been a few months since we last met! How could Nineteenth Brother’s strength have increased so much? It’s unbelievable!

Su Han couldn’t be bothered to waste words on her. He immediately employed the Character Technique of Motion and charged forward explosively. His Starry Sky Sword Domain expanded as he swung his sword toward the Thirteenth Princess.

”Hm?”

As Su Han engaged the Eighth Prince and Thirteenth Princess, the Flying Immortal Great Emperor sensed something. He glanced over, letting out a soft sound of surprise.

This swordsmanship... it’s quite extraordinary!