Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 1916 - 1915: What Each Has Gained

From the moment Guu Lei made his move, Su Han already knew the other party had no intention of leaving.

Since that was the case, saying anything more would be pointless.

He stepped out, his figure shooting straight toward Guu Lei, completely ignoring the illusory palm that was already descending.

"Boom!"

The gigantic illusory palm slammed fiercely into Su Han’s body.

But in the next instant, the sneer at the corner of Guu Lei’s lips froze, because Su Han was completely unharmed, while that illusory palm... actually collapsed!

Relying on terrifying Physical Strength, without using defense or offense, Su Han just brute-forced the palm into collapse!

"You..."

Guu Lei wanted to speak, but Su Han was already right in front of him.

"Scram!!!"

Guu Lei bellowed, a Longsword appearing in his hand as golden light spread over his body. With just one glance, Su Han could tell it was a defensive Armor of Mid-Grade Imperial Artifact Level!

And that Longsword was also a Mid-Grade Imperial Artifact!

As one of the Heavenly Talents of the Sect of the Heavenly River, Imperial Artifacts were obviously standard gear for Guu Lei, and he definitely had more than one.

It was just that, limited by his strength, he simply couldn’t use a Netherworld Artifact. Otherwise, what would have appeared right now would probably be a Netherworld Artifact.

But Imperial Artifacts, in front of Su Han who could currently overpower the Divine Sea Realm, really didn’t amount to anything!

"Boom!"

A massive hand grabbed out, shaking the surrounding Void, rumbling in all directions, and in a flash appeared before Guu Lei.

Guu Lei’s expression changed drastically; he had never imagined Su Han’s speed would be this fast.

In his panic, he could only raise the Longsword in front of him, pouring in his Power of Cultivation, and hacking down fiercely at Su Han’s hand.

"Hmph!"

Su Han snorted coldly, like thunder, slamming into Guu Lei’s heart and making his face turn deathly pale on the spot.

That big hand grabbed the Longsword in one go, then suddenly exerted force.

"Crack!"

Right before Guu Lei’s bulging eyes, the Mid-Grade Imperial Artifact Level Longsword... was snapped in two!!!

Su Han had no intention of giving him the chance to speak. After breaking the Longsword, that big hand once more grabbed Guu Lei’s figure. Within that hand, Guu Lei was like an ant.

"You dare kill me!!!" Guu Lei finally found the chance to let out a hoarse roar.

From start to finish, in just a few short seconds, Su Han had, with crushing momentum, shattered his palm strike, snapped his Longsword, and even seized his entire person in his hand.

This was the Third-Grade Void Heaven Order cultivator he had imagined he could casually pinch to death!

The terror in Guu Lei’s heart was beyond description, like a raging tide about to drown him.

"I won’t kill you."

Su Han held Guu Lei in front of him, stared into his eyes, and said calmly, "But you should know, if I can snap your Longsword, I can crush this Armor of yours. Even though the powerhouses of the Sect of the Heavenly River are all watching from outside, if I cripple the Cultivation Base you painstakingly built up, they still can’t say anything, can they?"

Guu Lei’s face changed wildly, turning completely pale.

"I was wrong, I shouldn’t have tried to take your Emperor’s Order. I’ll leave right now..." Guu Lei was a shrewd man; he immediately softened his tone.

Su Han had never intended to kill him, much less cripple his Cultivation Base. If he really did that, it would be bad for Mu Shenling, and even worse for himself.

"Swoosh!"

The big hand loosened. As Su Han shook his head, Guu Lei didn’t say another word, unleashing his fastest speed and disappearing from Su Han’s sight.

"A man who knows the times is a Junjie." Su Han muttered.

He didn’t look down on Guu Lei. In his previous life, he too had faced countless crises and had begged others for mercy.

Don’t talk to him about having backbone and the like. Under the suppression of absolute strength, no matter how hard your backbone is, what use is it?

Lowering your stance at the right time is nothing shameful, unless the other party is dead set on killing you, in which case begging for mercy is useless.

"Trouble’s coming..."

With a sigh, all Nine Great True Selves of Su Han fused, and he shot off into the distance at extreme speed.

Not long after he left, dozens more figures appeared here.

"Hm?"

"This person’s aura really is only Third-Grade Void Heaven Order, but how can his speed be this fast?"

"So many people say he doesn’t have much of a background. What a joke!"

"Yeah, with such defying-heaven aptitude, how could he have no background? If he were willing to join any Sect, even the Three Teachings would fight tooth and nail over him."

"Who cares what aptitude he has? Even if he really is from the Three Teachings, this is still the Heavenly Talent Competition—strength rules here!"

"Chase!"

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh..."

As the words fell, these dozens of figures all shot off in pursuit in the direction Su Han had gone.

...

Elsewhere, Ling Xiao was sprinting at high speed, a sneer hanging at the corner of his lips. He would occasionally glance back, his expression full of disdain.

"With just that bit of Cultivation Base, you lot think you can chase me? I’ve already slowed down, and you’re still ten thousand miles behind me!"

His disdain grew even stronger.

Above Ling Xiao’s head floated a gigantic phantom—that was the phantom belonging to an Emperor’s Order!

However, though there was only one phantom, in Ling Xiao’s hand he had actually obtained a total of three Emperor’s Orders!

It had to be said, Ling Xiao’s luck was truly off the charts.

"Come on, keep coming, your grandpa’s waiting for you!"

Pausing slightly, Ling Xiao turned and shouted, making the faces of those pursuing him grow even darker.

...

On Ye Xiaofei’s side, she was likewise being chased.

In her hand were two Emperor’s Orders.

"I wonder how many Senior Brother Su has gotten by now. Should be more than me, right?"

Ye Xiaofei muttered to herself, "Heehee, doesn’t matter how many, these two of mine are useful anyway. When I hand them to Senior Brother Su later, he’s definitely going to be happy!"

"As for those stinking guys behind me, they’re like damn tail spirits. So persistent, they’ve been chasing for half an hour and still won’t give up."

"Eh? That is... another Emperor’s Order?!"

While running, Ye Xiaofei waved her jade-like hand, reaching straight into a clump of bushes. When she pulled back, another Emperor’s Order was already in her hand.

"Heehee, three now, how nice!"

...

Compared to Ye Xiaofei and Ling Xiao, Yuchi Jie, who had also obtained an Emperor’s Order, was far less relaxed.

He had only one Emperor’s Order in his hand.

But because of this single Emperor’s Order, he had no idea how many figures were now trailing behind him.

The aura of each figure was at least on par with Yuchi Jie’s. Among them were several whose aura was so strong they could absolutely suppress him. If they hadn’t started chasing late, and if Yuchi Jie didn’t have several secret techniques that could boost his speed, he would probably have been caught long ago.

"There’s still an hour..."

Glancing up at the phantom overhead, Yuchi Jie gritted his teeth and sped up once more!