Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

How terrifying was the power of a Saint wielding a Forbidden Technique? Su Han was now witnessing it!

A greyish-black Holy Light burst from the Rotten Corpse Saint’s body. Immediately, the corpses of Sword Maniac and the others began to rapidly fuse with his own. It was a true fusion, like two pieces of clay being kneaded together. The Rotten Corpse Saint’s body swiftly inflated, his robes bursting apart as he transformed into a four-meter-tall giant.

On his chest, four human faces emerged—clearly those of Sword Maniac and his companions. Though deprived of life and consciousness, the Forbidden Technique forced their faces into expressions of agony, as if they were imprisoned in Hell itself.

Sword Maniac and his peers were favored children of heaven, and their bodies contained tremendous energy even in death. This caused the Rotten Corpse Saint’s Aura to surge, making him even more powerful than he was at his peak.

ROAR!

The Rotten Corpse Saint’s face was ferocious, his features twisted as he emitted a bestial roar. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he had gone completely berserk. While fusing with the bodies of Sword Maniac and the others granted him immense strength, it also threw his consciousness into chaos, making it difficult for him to control himself. This was precisely why this Secret Technique was classified as forbidden. If used too often, this technique would plunge one’s consciousness into perpetual chaos, until one was no longer oneself.

”Die!” the Rotten Corpse Saint roared, extending his thick and powerful hands. His nails were long, and his hands exuded a dense Death Qi, like Ghost Claws. They tore through the sky with a screech, lunging to rip Su Han apart. This claw attack was extremely powerful, and having fused with the corpses, the Rotten Corpse Saint’s Physical Body had also become exceptionally strong.

”Great Luo Vajra Fist!”

In the face of the Rotten Corpse Saint’s attack, Su Han showed no fear. He activated the Great Luo Golden Body, clenched his left fist, and concentrated his Vajra Power. He then punched out, the attack shining like a radiant miniature sun as it collided with the Rotten Corpse Saint’s Ghost Claw.

BOOM!

The muffled impact spread out as a terrifying shockwave, like two great mountains violently crashing into each other. Though the Rotten Corpse Saint’s body was strong, it was far inferior to Su Han’s. The moment their fist and claw collided, a sharp crack was heard. The bones in the Rotten Corpse Saint’s Ghost Claw shattered, unable to withstand Su Han’s Physical Strength.

”Necrotic Decay Scream!”

The Rotten Corpse Saint suddenly opened his mouth wide, and with a long howl, a black stream of rotting energy burst forth like a deluge, aimed directly at Su Han’s face. However, Su Han was still clad in the green light armor, which managed to fend off the Necrotic Decay Scream. The armor dimmed even further, though, and looked as if it were on the verge of collapse.

”Origin Technique: Three Heads, Six Arms!”

Su Han executed the Origin Technique, and in an instant, he transformed into a figure with three heads and six arms. Three of his arms clenched into fists, one condensed the Great Luo Divine Spear, and the remaining two wielded the Soul Severing Sword and the Black Blade as they all struck out at the Rotten Corpse Saint simultaneously.

RUMBLE!

Savage battle fluctuations swept out in intense waves, obliterating everything in their path. Wielding his sword and blade, Su Han showcased the terror of his Great Accomplished Holy Body with every move. His Physique, invulnerable to all evil, greatly diminished the effectiveness of the Rotten Corpse Saint’s various tactics. Now fighting with his full power, Su Han’s fighting spirit surged like a tidal wave and his killing intent was fierce, like an Asura lost to a battle frenzy.

Even as a mighty expert of the Saint Realm, the Rotten Corpse Saint was no match for Su Han and was beaten into a steady retreat. The agonized expressions on the four faces on his body grew even more intense.

”Myriad Corpses Fusion!”

The Rotten Corpse Saint roared, once again executing a Forbidden Technique. This time, all the skeletons and rotted corpses within the Chaotic Burial Ground surged toward him, merging into his body. Although Su Han’s Fourfold True Fire and Four Nether Cold Underworld Qi had killed quite a few of the skeletons and corpses, there were simply too many bones buried here, amounting to one hundred thousand. Su Han had only managed to kill about ten thousand so far. Now, the remaining ninety thousand skeletons and rotted corpses all surged towards the Rotten Corpse Saint, rapidly fusing into his body.

BOOM!

With each skeleton and corpse that merged with him, the Rotten Corpse Saint’s body grew larger and larger, eventually reaching a kilometer in height. His body became staggeringly bloated. Every inch of his skin had transformed into a pained human face. There were tens of thousands of them, creating an exceptionally grotesque sight that would make one’s scalp tingle and spine crawl.

An aura so powerful it was suffocating emanated from the Rotten Corpse Saint. The pressure collapsed space, cracked the earth, dimmed the stars and moon, and brought a deathly silence to the four corners of the world. At this moment, the Rotten Corpse Saint was like a gigantic, terrifying monster, instilling deep fear in all who beheld him.

But having merged with so many skeletal corpses—even though they had been dead for years and their individual consciousness had long since eroded—the Rotten Corpse Saint’s own mind was plunged into complete chaos.

ROAR!

The Rotten Corpse Saint roared furiously. Having lost all reason, he became utterly crazed and charged at Su Han with the full power of the Myriad Corpses Fusion. The Rotten Corpse Saint now possessed formidable Combat Power, comparable to that of a Saint Realm Third Layer expert. His massive size and raging, wild Death Qi made him a terrifying sight.

”One Sword Breaks Myriad Spells!”

”Thunderbolt Seven Absolute Slashes!”

”Primordial Qi Opening Sky Axe!”

Su Han’s gaze sharpened as he coordinated with the Shore Flower Clone to strike at the Rotten Corpse Saint. He unleashed his full arsenal, including various Origin Techniques and Divine Methods, augmented by his newly acquired Sword Intent of Ages and unparalleled swordsmanship. But the monstrous Rotten Corpse Saint was simply too strong. Even fighting at his peak, Su Han was suppressed and forced onto the defensive.

”The Wailing of Ten Thousand!”

The Rotten Corpse Saint suddenly let out a bellow. At the same time, the tens of thousands of human faces on his body emitted sharp screams. This terrifying cry obliterated space, shattered the sky, cracked the ground, and leveled mountains—a truly horrific scene. The dreadful sonic waves surged toward Su Han like a ferocious tidal wave, specifically targeting his Divine Sense. It caused a throbbing pain in his head, as though it were being stabbed by countless steel needles.

”Divine Sense Black Hole!”

Su Han gritted his teeth. The 108 Divine Sense Stellars in his sea of consciousness lit up simultaneously, transforming into an immense Divine Sense Power that condensed into a Black Hole. Capable of devouring anything, it immediately began to engulf the sonic waves. However, this Spiritual Attack was far too powerful. It was not just the Rotten Corpse Saint’s own spiritual power but the chaotic, ocean-like amalgamation of power from tens of thousands of skeletal corpses. Su Han’s Divine Sense Black Hole swallowed until it reached its absolute limit, yet the assault showed no sign of stopping.

Su Han staggered backward with a pale face, violently spitting out a mouthful of blood. He dropped to one knee, bracing himself with the Black Blade to keep from collapsing. The Rotten Corpse Saint, in his Myriad Corpses Fusion state, was simply too terrifying. Su Han could hardly cope, even when fighting at full strength. Despite the advantage granted by his Sacred Body, he couldn’t easily defeat such a massive Physical Body.

ROAR!

The Rotten Corpse Saint let out another earth-shattering roar and tore through space to pursue Su Han.

Watching the Rotten Corpse Saint drawing ever closer, a glint flashed in Su Han’s eyes. He reached into his Bronze Ring and retrieved a treasure.

It was the Sword Nurturing Gourd