Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Su Han didn’t expect the first person he would encounter in the Heavenly Medicine Blessed Land to be the Meng Po Empress, and the Meng Po Empress was slightly surprised too.

She followed the large group inside, but like Su Han, she got separated from the others, leaving her alone. Now, her goal—like Su Han’s—was the depths of the Heavenly Medicine Blessed Land, but she didn’t expect to meet Su Han here.

Towards Su Han, the Meng Po Empress only had killing intent and nothing else. Initially, it was due to the feud between King Yama’s Palace and the Heavenly Sword Dynasty, but later it was because of her defeat in Wanliu City and failure in the martial contest.

She was naturally a proud person, having never thought highly of Su Han. Her two defeats made her hate Su Han to the core, and she had previously teamed up with Dugu Imperial Son to eliminate Su Han in the Heavenly Medicine Blessed Land.

However, she hadn’t expected to meet Su Han ahead of her search for Dugu Imperial Son.

But it didn’t matter; although she had been defeated twice, she was still confident she could kill Su Han because she had many trump cards yet to be played. As the Emperor’s Daughter of King Yama’s Palace, her trump cards far exceeded ordinary imaginations.

”Forgot to revert to my original appearance!”

Seeing the Meng Po Empress reminded Su Han that he was still in the form of the Nineteenth Prince.

The identity of the Nineteenth Prince was too eye-catching, so this time Su Han intended to revert to his true identity to venture forth, but he had momentarily forgotten. Only upon encountering the Meng Po Empress did he remember.

But it wasn’t a big deal. He could revert after killing the Meng Po Empress; it wouldn’t matter for now.

”Nineteenth Prince, you’ve challenged me multiple times. This time, there’s no one else around—just you and me. I’m sending you to hell!”

The Meng Po Empress’s peach blossom eyes brimmed with killing intent as she reached out, not to produce a pink gold sacred flower but to grab a black jade pendant instead.

An eerie Holy Might emitted from the black jade pendant, which was evidently a Saint Treasure.

As the Emperor’s Daughter of King Yama’s Palace, naturally, she held numerous treasures. Not to mention Saint Treasures, even Great Emperor’s Treasures were in her possession, although they were for preserving her life. She didn’t need to use a sledgehammer to crack a nut—Saint Treasures would be enough to deal with Su Han.

”Hell Nether Flame, die!”

The Meng Po Empress activated the black jade pendant, instantly unleashing a rush of black flames that soared across the sky towards Su Han.

The black flames were dark and shaded with an aura of hell, suffused with dense death qi. Once struck, one’s vitality would be quickly incinerated, turning into a corpse.

”Fourfold True Flame!”

Unfazed, Su Han spat out, and a blaze of four-colored flames flew out, clashing with the Hell Nether Flame, causing a fiery explosion, scattering countless fire sparks like fireworks blossoming.

The Fourfold True Flame and Hell Nether Flame weren’t ordinary flames. As sparks flew, batches of spiritual medicine ignited instantly, turning to ash, and the earth became pocked and scarred.

”I didn’t expect you to have hidden such a trick. Let’s see how long you can last!”

Su Han had never deployed the Fourfold True Flame before, yet it successfully defended against the Hell Nether Flame from the Saint Treasure, mildly surprising the Meng Po Empress without exceedingly shocking her. Su Han, after all, was the Nineteenth Prince of the Heavenly Sword Dynasty; having some trump cards was expected.

Swish!

The Meng Po Empress reached out again, extracting three Saint Treasures from her Storage Ring, simultaneously activating them: a sword radiance, a blade glow, and a fresh Hell Nether Flame appeared, their sinister Holy Might attacking from three directions, blocking all of Su Han’s escape routes.

Moreover, the Meng Po Empress’s aura surged, attacking Su Han head-on, leaving him no room to struggle.

”Intermediate Grade Divine Power: Hell Gate Open!”

The Meng Po Empress wielded the Divine Power Technique, causing the vision of Hell’s Gate to reappear, disturbing Su Han’s heart spirit and spirit, enhancing the effectiveness of the Saint Treasures’ assault.

Rumble!

The three Saint Treasures enveloped Su Han with lethal force, and raging energy waves swallowed his figure, making the entire land tremble fiercely.

”This time, you’ll either die or be severely injured!”

The Meng Po Empress’s face revealed a cold smile, confident in her tactics.

These three Saint Treasures were extraordinary, each could match a Saint’s strike—whatever life-preserving object Su Han possessed wouldn’t hold up, unless bestowed by the Flying Immortal Great Emperor.

Every prodigy had abundant foundations; killing them wasn’t easy—the Meng Po Empress understood this truth, hence didn’t presume one strike could kill Su Han. She merely aimed to severely injure him, securing an advantage for the ensuing battle.

”Divine Method: Divine Aid Counterattack!”

Suddenly, Su Han’s indifferent voice emerged from the energy waves, the next moment explosive energy waves violently surged out, retaliating against the Meng Po Empress.

”What’s going on?”

The Meng Po Empress’s expression stiffened, surprised—she hadn’t anticipated her attack being redirected. The combined strike of the three Saint Treasures was formidable, and she dared not be careless.

Rapidly, she extracted the pink gold sacred flower, its pink radiance forming a barrier ahead, and also activated several Defensive Holy Talismans for layered protection.

Boom!

The rebounding energy waves collided with the Meng Po Empress’s defenses, leading to a terrifying explosion, deafeningly loud. The ground split apart, extending black space fissures outward, devastating the surrounding kilometer extent, with countless spiritual medicines reduced to debris.

The Meng Po Empress escaped the blast, though she employed two Defensive Holy Talismans and the pink gold sacred flower, the combined force of the three Saint Treasures was potent. She emerged pale-faced, blood seeping from her lips, and her pink dress was newly punctured.

She raised her eyes to Su Han, her expression stunned and filled with amazement.

Su Han appeared unscathed, his python robe unbroken—it was incredible.

”Impossible, how could you be unharmed!”

The Meng Po Empress was clueless about how the three Saint Treasures’ attack was countered. Initially, they hit Su Han; by her calculation, if not dead, he should be severely injured—how could he be perfectly intact?

”You talk too much!”

Su Han coldly retorted, then reached out, extracting the Ghostly Face Mask from his Bronze Ring.

With no one else around, just the two of them, Su Han no longer needed to hide his strength, having aimed at the Meng Po Empress’s Forgotten Sacred Body, he decided to unleash his full force and kill her on the spot.

Wearing the Ghostly Face Mask, Su Han’s aura drastically changed to dark, cold, and domineering—akin to a teenage Demon Emperor.

His aura surged, although unbroken through the Saint Realm barrier, it neared the Saint Realm infinitely, much stronger than before.

Since adversities meet head-on, let me send you to hell!