Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Su Han’s gaze was as sharp as a torch as he activated the Nine Heavens Eye, looking toward the battle between Saints in the sky above.

The Hundred Poisons Saint was an old man in a black robe. His hair and beard were white, his skin was sallow, and his stature was not tall or majestic, giving him an aged appearance. Yet, within that frail body lurked a terrifying power. He currently held an earthen jar, and with every move, he shattered space and unleashed a sea of poisonous gas.

He’s very strong. Su Han felt that even though they were both at the Saint Realm Ninth Layer, the Hundred Poisons Saint was slightly stronger than the Heart Sword Sword Saint.

Besides the Hundred Poisons Saint, there was also a woman in black wearing a half-mask. She had a voluptuous figure. The mask concealed her mouth but revealed the upper half of her face, including a pair of beautiful eyes that could seemingly steal one’s soul and intoxicate their Heart Spirit. This was the Deputy Director of the King Yama’s Palace stronghold in Cangzhou, known as the Soul Enticing Saint, who possessed the strength of the Sage Realm Fifth Layer. At this moment, the one holding them off was a general clad in Black Iron Holy Armor and wielding a Silver Light Holy Spear.

The Chifeng Mining District was extremely important. The Heavenly Sword Dynasty had not been ignorant of the King Yama’s Palace stronghold here; they had merely turned a blind eye. This was because the garrison stationed here was large, and its commanding general was also incredibly strong.

”General Wuwei can’t hold on much longer!” Wei Wenzheng’s expression turned grave. With the Mysterious Gold Holy Sword in hand, he took a step forward and soared into the sky, charging into the battlefield to rescue General Wuwei. Although General Wuwei was at the Saint Realm Sixth Layer, he could not withstand the combined assault of the Hundred Poisons Saint and the Soul Enticing Saint. If not for the order Su Han had given him with the Emperor’s token, he would never have fought so desperately.

The arrival of Su Han’s group was noticed immediately. The morale of the garrisoned soldiers surged. In contrast, the disciples of King Yama’s Palace revealed looks of shock and began to fight even more frantically, trying to carve out a bloody path to escape.

”Leave no one alive!” At Su Han’s command, the Imperial Guards and the Black Armored Army joined the fray. They stabilized the crumbling battle lines and formed an iron-tight encirclement, surrounding the hundred or so disciples of King Yama’s Palace. They closed in step by step, hunting them down one by one. Although the local garrison was numerous, their combined Combat Power was inferior to that of the Imperial Guards and the Black Armored Army. With their reinforcement, the battle immediately became a one-sided slaughter.

High above, the battle between the Saints came to a temporary halt. The two sides stood in a tense standoff, the atmosphere heavy with dread.

”Nineteenth Prince, are you truly determined to fight my King Yama’s Palace to the death?” the Hundred Poisons Saint asked, looking down at Su Han from on high. His aggressive eyes blazed with sharp light, like two bright lanterns that no one dared to look at directly. As the Director of King Yama’s Palace, the Hundred Poisons Saint was not only powerful but also possessed an extraordinary air. Even while surrounded, he showed no fear, his questioning tone overwhelmingly confident.

”King Yama’s Palace dared to send an ambush for this prince. They will pay the price in blood. All of their strongholds within the Heavenly Sword Dynasty will be eradicated, and you too shall not escape death!” Su Han met the Hundred Poisons Saint’s burning gaze without fear, his voice cold and seething with killing intent. The Hundred Poisons Saint’s status was unique and his power was immense. Only by killing him could Su Han make a sufficient example to deter others. Therefore, he had no intention of letting him escape alive.

WHOOSH! The Heart Sword Sword Saint soared into the air to join the battle. He, Wei Wenzheng, and General Wuwei formed a triangular pincer, trapping the Hundred Poisons Saint and the Soul Enticing Saint in the center.

Although the Hundred Poisons Saint was powerful, the Heart Sword Sword Saint was also an expert at the Saint Realm Ninth Layer. Even if he couldn’t defeat his opponent, he could certainly keep him occupied. Wei Wenzheng and General Wuwei were both experts at the Saint Realm Sixth Layer. Against the Soul Enticing Saint, who was only at the Sage Realm Fifth Layer, they had a significant advantage in a two-on-one fight. If they could kill the Soul Enticing Saint, the three of them could then gang up on the Hundred Poisons Saint with a high chance of success.

”It seems there’s no room for negotiation.” The Hundred Poisons Saint’s eyes narrowed, yet he showed not a trace of fear, clearly confident in his own power. Su Han simply stared back coldly, offering no reply.

”In that case, I’ll just have to kill you and slaughter everyone else!” The Hundred Poisons Saint suddenly grinned. The sight of his sinister smile was enough to make one’s heart shudder with a deep sense of unease.

”Nineteenth Prince, you’ve fallen into our trap!” a rough voice boomed. The space to the left rippled, and a tall, heavily-built man appeared. The burly man was clad in heavy armor, revealing only a pair of murderous eyes. He was like a humanoid beast, and the fierce, brutal Holy Might that erupted from his body made the expressions on everyone’s faces change.

”The Bloody Maniac Saint! He’s the Deputy Director of the King Yama’s Palace stronghold in Haozhou! What’s he doing here?!” Seeing the heavily armored man, Wei Ying’s face went pale as she stood beside the Golden Chariot. The Bloody Maniac Saint was a notorious figure. Not only was he a Deputy Director of King Yama’s Palace, but he was also an expert at the Sage Realm Fifth Layer. He was supposed to be in Haozhou. How could he possibly be here in the Chifeng Mining District, and how had he remained hidden without anyone noticing?

”Nineteenth Prince, you want to kill us, and we want to kill you. Today, your death is certain!” an icy voice declared. To the right, a figure emerged from the void. He was completely shrouded in shadow, his true face hidden, but the oppressive Holy Might of a Sage Realm Fifth Layer expert was enough to make one’s heart sink into despair. It was another Saint, and another Deputy Director of King Yama’s Palace. This one was from the Jiangzhou branch.

”The Dusk Shadow Saint!” Wei Ying’s face turned deathly pale. She could feel that something was terribly wrong.

The Bloody Maniac Saint and the Dusk Shadow Saint were both Deputy Directors of King Yama’s Palace. According to their intelligence, both men were supposed to have fled with the disciples from their respective strongholds. Their appearance here was inexplicable.

”Nineteenth Prince, you killed two of our Deputy Directors and destroyed two of our strongholds. Today, you will pay for that with your life!” Yet another Saint appeared, also a Deputy Director of King Yama’s Palace. He stared coldly at Su Han, making no effort to conceal his killing intent.

The Heavenly Sword Dynasty was composed of nine great Daozhous, and King Yama’s Palace had a stronghold in each one. Aside from the two Deputy Directors Su Han had already killed, there were six others. Including the Director, the Hundred Poisons Saint, a total of seven Saints had now appeared. They had formed a massive ring, completely surrounding Su Han and his people.

At this moment, everything became terrifyingly clear. The Hundred Poisons Saint hadn’t lacked the strength to escape the Heavenly Sword Dynasty, nor had he truly been held up by General Wuwei. It was all a charade—a deliberate bait to lure Su Han here. The Deputy Directors of King Yama’s Palace never fled at all. Following the Hundred Poisons Saint’s plan, they had secretly converged here, hiding in the surroundings and laying a trap, just waiting for Su Han to walk right into it.

Now, Su Han had arrived, and the seven Saints had revealed themselves, springing their deadly trap. Su Han only had four Saints on his side. Four against seven was an impossible fight. The situation had been completely reversed in an instant.

The Hundred Poisons Saint now wore a triumphant smile, looking at Su Han as if he were a turtle in a jar. ”Nineteenth Prince, you are a dead man.”