Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 802 - 801 Wang Mo’s Complexion Changes!

The entire audience was stunned, their faces showing immense shock.

Including Nangong Chenfeng, including the Eastern Ancestor, including Yuani Ling, Moo Qinghai, Han Yunlai...

Everyone, without exception!

From the Dragon Vein Realm, Dragon Blood Realm, all the way to the Dragon Emperor Realm, every single person widened their eyes in astonishment.

Although Su Han had not yet completely defeated Wang Mo, and the outcome of their battle was still uncertain, from the very start until now, every move Su Han had made left their hearts churning like waves, as if a storm of ten thousand tides was raging within them.

"What is this... technique? Can it control time? Can it make time rewind?" Nangong Chenfeng muttered to himself.

At his level, having reached the Dragon Emperor Realm, he naturally had come into contact with the Laws and even possessed them.

Yet, as someone with mastery over the Laws himself, he still could not discern how Su Han could rewind time, how with one blade, all events returned to the starting point as if they had never happened!

"This young man... just how heaven-defying is his fortune? He’s not even thirty yet!"

The Eastern Ancestor trembled slightly, muttering in disbelief, "At that age, reaching the Dragon God Realm is already extraordinarily impressive. But he surpasses that, not only defeating Ji Fengyun with the cultivation base of the Dragon God Realm Early Stage but also wielding such heaven-defying techniques. Could it be that he is truly favored by the Divine Spirits?"

"He must die!!!"

Yuani Ling’s eyes turned red, murderous intent surging skyward.

"If he doesn’t die, my heart will never rest!"

It wasn’t just him; all those from the Sect of the Battle God, Sword Immortal Tomb, Giant Island, and Immortal Dao Court—every faction with enmity toward the Phoenix Sect and Su Han—upon witnessing this scene, their suppressed killing intent surged once more.

They originally believed that, with Wang Mo’s cultivation base, it was enough to crush Su Han. If that were the case, they wouldn’t need to exert themselves—whatever responsibility may arise would fall on Wang Mo, not them.

Even with the Eastern Ancestor and Nangong Chenfeng assisting Su Han, if they were to act, Yuani Ling and others would find ways to intervene.

If worse came to worst, they’d simply forfeit the Eastern Ancestor’s Holy Talisman of the Demon Immortal. If necessary... they’d abandon the opening of the Holy Domain of the Demon Immortal!

At this moment, compared to the Holy Domain of the Demon Immortal, Su Han occupied a far more critical position in their minds. They would willingly leave the Holy Domain of the Demon Immortal unopened so long as Su Han were dead!!!

This was why Nangong Chenfeng had summoned the three Great Sacrificial Priests and seven Dragon Slayers from the One Slash Palace!

Nangong Chenfeng had long deduced that Su Han’s overwhelming brilliance would never be tolerated by Yuani Ling and others. They would inevitably stop at nothing to eliminate him.

Amid the boundless shock, Su Han unleashed his third strike, roaring thunderously as it slashed toward Wang Mo.

Wang Mo, in that instant, was utterly unable to react. At the precise moment the sword light descended upon him, he was still trapped in the midst of the time reversal.

And when the time reversal ended, the sword light was already looming directly above him.

"Impossible!!!"

Wang Mo finally couldn’t hold back and screamed in horror.

He simply could not believe what had transpired—a Peak Pseudo-Emperor Realm existence like himself, who should have been able to effortlessly crush Su Han, could not fathom how this was happening. Even if Su Han was overwhelmingly strong, dominating the Dragon God Realm, Wang Mo felt he should have been able to kill Su Han with ease.

But their three encounters painted an entirely different picture: the first was evenly matched, the second saw the sword light suddenly emerge, leaving him injured.

And now came the third time.

An overwhelming sense of impending doom erupted from deep within Wang Mo, the sword light threatening his very life!

This reaction was entirely different from Su Han’s second strike.

At least during the second strike, Wang Mo could retreat or deploy defensive measures. But now, the moment the time reversal ended, the sword light had already arrived—he had neither the chance to retreat nor any opportunity to defend!!!

"Boom!"

The sword light slashed down without any pretense or miracles, cleaving straight into Wang Mo.

In that instant, a dense, milky-white brilliance emanated from Wang Mo’s body. His garments, as it turned out, were a piece of Mid-Grade Holy Spirit Level defensive equipment!

As the sword light collided with it, the robes began expanding violently, appearing to autonomously defend.

Meanwhile, the moment the sword light struck him, Wang Mo spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and was sent flying backward.

Simultaneously, a light shield materialized around his robes, only to instantly be shattered by the sword light.

Next, the sword light pressed on, causing cracks to appear in his Mid-Grade Holy Spirit Level robes. Yet, this brief moment allowed Wang Mo to swiftly retrieve a Divine Stone and consume it rapidly.

"Bang!"

As he swallowed the Divine Stone, his Mid-Grade Holy Spirit Level robes could no longer endure the power of the sword light and disintegrated into fragments.

The "Ultimate Night of the Divine Blade," though merely a Low-Grade Netherworld Level artifact, held a hierarchical advantage over Holy Spirit Level equipment.

Moreover, the Seven Swords Technique was the hallmark ability of the Sun Sword God himself. If not for Su Han’s currently low cultivation base, wielding it even once might obliterate an entire starry sky.

"Shhhh!"

As the sword light swept past, cold sweat poured from Wang Mo’s entire body. He looked down at his flesh, and upon discovering it was intact, he let out a sigh of relief.

The enormous sword light continued its trajectory, roaring straight toward the plaza.

"Stop it, or the entire plaza will be destroyed!"

Yuani Ling’s expression changed drastically. As he yelled, his figure shot forward like lightning, his palm striking the massive sword light like a mountain crashing down.

At the same time, Han Yunlai and Moo Qinghai also made their moves. The three of them struck together, barely managing to extinguish the sword light.

Witnessing this, everyone gasped audibly once more.

An attack delivered by someone at the Dragon God Realm Early Stage had actually required three Dragon Emperor Realm cultivators to counter it. Without their intervention, the plaza might have been largely destroyed!

In this instant, everyone who turned their gaze toward Su Han, except those at the Dragon Emperor Realm, revealed traces of fear in their eyes.

Even Ji Fengyun, who had once fought Su Han before, lost his calm and indifferent demeanor—a strong sense of dread now replaced it.

"During the second test, he didn’t unleash this level of technique. If he had... I don’t know if I’d still be standing here right now."

Ji Fengyun’s eyelids twitched wildly as he struggled to suppress his swirling emotions, muttering, "He’s too strong. Truly, overwhelmingly strong..."

Meanwhile, Su Han exhaled softly.

"It’s a pity. If I had managed to restrain him with the Forbidden Divine Art, he wouldn’t even have had the chance to swallow the Divine Stone."

Su Han thought to himself, "But with my current cultivation base, trying to control a Peak Pseudo-Emperor Realm cultivator is still too difficult. Unless I use the Three Blood Transformations and elevate my strength by fourfold, it won’t be possible. Yet those are my trump cards, and I’d rather not expose them..."