Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 839 - 838: Charge!

Upon hearing the final words, Ye Longhe and Ye Longchen fell completely silent.

They understood that their father must have an unspeakable burden. Otherwise, he would never frighten them with threats of annihilation.

Furthermore, they had some vague understanding of the matters regarding the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain. Indeed, the Ye Family was overwhelmed by these issues. Otherwise, the Dragon God Realm cultivators sent to participate in the sect competition this time wouldn’t be these individuals, nor would their numbers be this few.

"That Su Baliu is indeed someone worth befriending. The matters concerning the Seven-Domain Divine Mountain have already happened, and I don’t blame either of you, nor do I blame him. But the situation at this moment is truly beyond what we can involve ourselves in. You two are my only sons. No matter what you may be thinking, I want you to understand: if the day comes when I die, I absolutely do not wish for there to be no one left to wear mourning clothes for me!"

After Ye Donghan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the shimmering screen dissipated completely.

Ye Longhe and Ye Longchen exchanged glances. Especially Ye Longhe—he had initially resolved to help Su Han no matter the cost. Even though their father did not approve, he believed that once he took action, their father wouldn’t ignore his safety.

But now, Ye Donghan’s heavy words shattered those intentions.

"My apologies, Young Masters."

An elderly figure stood beside them, one who was at the Pseudo-Emperor Realm. Seizing a moment when the two were unaware, he waved his hand, and two green vines instantly appeared.

The vines struck them directly, binding them in an instant. Shockingly, the moment the vines ensnared them, their cultivation bases completely disappeared, rendering them ordinary mortals.

"Clan Elder, what is the meaning of this?!" Both brothers’ expressions changed drastically.

"This is the Family Head’s order."

The elder shook his head slightly and said, "I trust that you wouldn’t do anything outrageous. However, as a precaution, this must be done."

"Release us!" Ye Longhe roared.

The elder remained silent, simply shaking his head.

"I promise you, we won’t go," Ye Longhe said again.

The elder continued shaking his head, as if unwaveringly firm despite Ye Longhe’s protests.

"Then at least let us see what’s happening outside!" Ye Longhe gritted his teeth.

"Once there’s a result, I will inform you."

The elder sighed and shook his head before turning to leave the room.

As for the two brothers, Ye Longhe and Ye Longchen, though their hearts burned with rage and boiled with frustration, there was absolutely nothing they could do.

...

At the Myriad Treasures Trading House—the Yun Family’s residence—

Yun Chengyu furrowed his brows, his gaze repeatedly darting toward the window. Extending his Divine Sense outward, he could see Su Han struggling desperately to flee.

Though Su Han’s strength was undeniably shocking, having faced four unknown cultivators at the Dragon Emperor Realm, along with Yuani Ling, totaling five Dragon Emperor Realm opponents, and yet still surviving their ambush—it was truly extraordinary.

Claiming he was invincible below the Dragon Emperor Realm wasn’t even an exaggeration.

"What a pity..."

Yun Chengyu shook his head lightly, sighing deeply.

His thoughts aligned closely with Ye Donghan’s. Of the profound resources possessed by the Super Sects, he was most aware. Once Yuani Ling and his group set their minds on killing Su Han, paired with the perfect opportunity laid bare, then Su Han... truly faced certain death.

"Grand Ancestor, we..." someone hesitantly spoke, their face showing some concern.

The Yun Family was indeed a clan that valued gratitude, as evidenced by their previous willingness to stand up for Su Han. But the gravity of the current situation could not be ignored. If they truly intended to aid Su Han, it would mean direct conflict with the Five Great Super Sects.

And those were the Super Sects!

Even just one of them was something they dared not provoke, let alone five.

"If it were only the Jade Void Palace, I would step forward without hesitation,"

Yun Chengyu remained silent for a moment before shaking his head. "But right now, with five Super Sects acting simultaneously... our Yun Family cannot afford such enmity."

"But isn’t One Slash Palace and those few other families also in play?" the person asked.

"One Slash Palace, perhaps. But as for those other families, they can offer little to no aid."

Yun Chengyu shook his head again. "All I can do is wish Su Han well. It’s not that I don’t want to help him—it’s that our Yun Family... truly lacks the strength."

Hearing this, the person who had initially spoken fell silent.

Words like ’lack the strength’ were ultimately excuses. Regardless of what justification was given, the final outcome remained the same: the Yun Family had chosen not to help Su Han.

As for the desire to help Su Han?

What good is wishing?!

If wishful thinking were enough, then everyone could simply sit at home wishing to become Dragon Venerates.

...

"Boom!!!"

At this moment, high above in the Void, Su Han stood within the Extreme Dao Divine Heaven. His figure flashed like a streak of light; his incredible speed caused the surrounding Void to collapse continuously, leaving a trail of pitch-black remnants in his wake.

Though he had barely escaped Yuani Ling’s pursuit, the sense of impending danger within Su Han’s heart did not diminish; instead, it multiplied exponentially.

When the Super Sects decided to kill, they would not afford him any simplicity in battle.

Take Moo Qinghai, for instance—even he had not yet made a move. He was undoubtedly lurking somewhere, waiting for an opportune moment.

"Buzz~"

As Su Han contemplated, the Void in front of him abruptly shuddered, and ten figures emerged from within.

These ten figures varied widely in appearance—some youthful, some aged, others middle-aged—but without exception, their auras were all at the Peak Pseudo-Emperor Realm!

Moreover, they weren’t mere Early-, Mid-, or even Late-Stage cultivators of the Pseudo-Emperor Realm—each was at the pinnacle of the realm!

Ten Peak Pseudo-Emperor Realm powerhouses, equivalent to the Wang Family Mo Ancestor, their terrifying presence instantly shattered the surrounding space upon arrival.

Their movements were swift, their expressions emotionless. In an instant, they spread out and encircled Su Han tightly.

But Su Han did not stop; nor did he attempt to change direction. Instead, he plunged directly into their midst, aiming to break free.

If it were merely these ten individuals, even Peak Pseudo-Emperors, Su Han was confident that if he focused solely on escaping, they wouldn’t be able to catch him!

"Boom!"

As soon as Su Han entered the center of their formation, the Void above erupted with the appearance of a massive black hole. From within the black hole, a gargantuan mountain emerged, rushing forth to crush Su Han!

"Hiss!!!"

Upon seeing the mountain, countless observers below drew sharp breaths.

Even Su Han’s expression faltered. The devastating aura emanating from this monstrous peak made his heart pound uncontrollably.

It was simply too vast. In terms of diameter alone, the base of the mountain stretched for five hundred miles. Descending straight from above, no matter how fast Su Han was, there was absolutely no way he could escape its range before its crushing weight fell.

His only option was to face it head-on and shatter the mountain!

"Open Heaven!"

Su Han’s gaze was ferocious as he abruptly roared. His hand stretched out fiercely, releasing an astonishing crimson light that exploded from his palm.

This crimson light... was Lifespan condensed into energy!