Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Chapter 403 403: A Single Stroke Ends a Life

"The Black Sun Wind Calamity of the Three Calamities is rumored to be capable of blowing a person's physical body and soul into sand. It is indeed as formidable as its reputation!"

Bai Mu resisted the suppression of the Nine Palace Golden Pagoda. Upon seeing Su Han swept up by the Black Sun Wind Calamity, he was immediately overjoyed. With Su Han dead, everything will become a foregone conclusion, and my plans will be perfectly fulfilled.

The Three Calamities Technique of the Tian Luo Net Holy Land is very famous, second only to the peerless techniques of the Four Great Imperial Clans. It ranks fifth among the major peerless techniques in the Eastern Region, placing it at the forefront. Wang Jinghe had a Martial Technique seed within him, which allowed him to execute it. This was one of the styles from a Heavenly Rank High Level Martial Skill, making it incredibly powerful and not something ordinary people could withstand.

While Earth Rank Martial Techniques could resonate with heaven and earth, Heaven Rank Martial Arts were filled with the Power of Laws, incomparable to ordinary energies.

Once the Black Sun Wind Calamity was unleashed, both Wang Jinghe and Bai Mu felt victory was in their grasp, while Tongyan's face turned pale, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.

"Su Han, you have to hold on!"

Struggling, Tongyan clenched her silvery teeth, wanting to help Su Han break free from the Black Sun Wind Calamity. If he remained trapped within, he would eventually be blown into sand, his body and soul obliterated.

"Primordial Qi Opening Sky Axe!"

At that moment, a sharp light suddenly shone from within the storm, like the first ray of light at the dawn of creation. Strong as the Black Sun Wind Calamity was, it still couldn't withstand this beam of light. It was quickly torn apart, creating a huge gap. Within that gap, Su Han's figure appeared. He flew directly out of the storm, breaking free.

He was covered in wounds and his clothes were torn to shreds. However, thanks to his Demon Body, all his injuries were healing at a visibly rapid rate. Apart from his torn clothes, which could not be restored, he soon recovered completely.

"How is this possible? How could you break my Black Sun Wind Calamity!"

The smugness on Wang Jinghe's face instantly stiffened. He stared, tongue-tied, unable to believe what he was seeing. The Black Sun Wind Calamity is one of the Three Calamities, an immensely powerful technique that is unassailable unless countered with another Heaven Rank Martial Technique. But Su Han didn't just withstand it; he directly cleaved through the storm and walked out. This was simply inconceivable.

Although the Three Calamities were strong, Su Han's Origin Technique was even more potent. Furthermore, he had comprehended the Way of the Universe, and his Primordial Qi was tinged with a hint of chaotic aura. Coupled with the simulated Divine Axe from mythological creation, he could slice through anything and shatter the firmament.

"Cursing Killing Nether Technique!"

Having cleaved through the Black Sun Wind Calamity, Su Han didn't hesitate. He immediately made his move, connecting with the Netherworld through his soul and calling forth a murky aura that fell upon Wang Jinghe, weakening his power.

Bai Mu was already severely injured and suppressed by the Nine Palace Golden Pagoda, temporarily unable to break free. Therefore, Su Han turned his primary focus to Wang Jinghe. This prodigy of the Tian Luo Net Holy Land was also his enemy. From the moment he ambushed Zi Qiong, Su Han knew there was no longer any chance of reconciliation with the Tian Lou Saint.

Only by facing challenges head-on and opposing the Saint Heir will I have a chance to control my own destiny.

The Tian Lou Saint was powerful, and the Tian Luo Net Holy Land behind him was the foremost among the Ten Great Holy Lands of the Eastern Region. But Su Han did not regret his decision. Even if given another chance, he would still have ambushed Zi Qiong. Indomitable—that was Su Han's character!

"Golden Emperor Tanyang Fist!"

After casting the Cursing Killing Nether Technique, Su Han once again clenched his left fist and punched out. The strike was as bright as the sun and dazzlingly radiant. His physical strength of three billion caused the air to erupt with a series of sonic booms. His golden Qi-Blood and one hundred twenty-eight Great Luo Golden Bones were simultaneously activated, making Su Han's fist shine with a golden light that was incredibly sharp. The Golden Emperor Phantom emerged behind Su Han, akin to a possession, significantly enhancing the power of this punch.

BOOM!

A single punch, like a golden sun traversing the sky, crushed everything in its path, unstoppable. Space trembled violently like a shaken curtain and was nearly torn apart, demonstrating the tremendous force behind the punch.

"Not good! Intermediate Grade Divine Power: Golden Dragon Silver Snake!"

Sensing the terrifying power of this punch, Wang Jinghe's expression changed drastically. He quickly deployed his Divine Power Technique. The Golden Dragon and Silver Snake reappeared, attempting to block the punch while simultaneously seizing the chance to severely injure Su Han.

However, he had still underestimated the Golden Emperor Tanyang Fist. The Silver Snake opened its mouth to swallow the Golden Fist Radiance but was instantly blown to pieces. The Golden Fist Radiance, unimpeded, then fiercely struck the Golden Dragon Phantom. Instantly, the Golden Dragon Phantom let out a painful cry before exploding thunderously and vanishing without a trace. If not for his powerful Combat Technique, which finally warded off the Golden Fist Radiance, he would have been killed or at least severely injured.

"Kill!"

Su Han was silent, his eyes filled with a tide of murderous intent. He went all out, deploying both his Origin Technique and Divine Methods while engaging in close combat, willing to trade injury for injury. Su Han was no Tongyan. His physical body was far more robust, and his combat experience was exceptionally rich. His close-quarters fighting skills were no less than Wang Jinghe's. Furthermore, he possessed a Demon Body with an abnormally potent recovery power. He just needed to keep attacking. Therefore, even trading injury for injury was to his advantage.

Being pressed and beaten by a country bumpkin from the Divine Power Realm filled Wang Jinghe with enraged humiliation. His eyes practically spewed fire as he ground his teeth and roared. He unleashed various Martial Techniques in an attempt to defeat Su Han, but it was all to no avail.

Meanwhile, Bai Mu, who had used the Five Viscera Thunder Sound Method, finally freed himself from beneath the Nine Palace Golden Pagoda. He reached out, and the Cold Crystal Dao Sword flew back into his left hand's grip.

Su Han, as long as you live, I will have no peace!

Although Bai Mu was covered in wounds, he had no time to stop for treatment. Gripping the Cold Crystal Dao Sword, he prepared to use the Art of Teleportation. He intended to join forces with Wang Jinghe, besiege Su Han, and quickly eliminate this formidable enemy.

However, before he could act, the scene before him caused his pupils to contract in horror.

"Jie Character Secret!"

Su Han had been channeling the Jie Character Secret all along, but without success. The probability of triggering it was very inconsistent. Sometimes it would activate after seven or eight attempts, while at other times, seventy or eighty tries would yield no results. But now, after ninety-three attempts, he had finally activated it. In an instant, his combat power surged tenfold. His entire aura transformed, becoming so intimidating he was like an evil demon before a mortal.

"Thunderbolt Seven Absolute Slashes!"

Su Han gripped the Black Blade tightly. Its Demonic Patterns glowed as he drew upon the thunder from the heavens, which coiled around the blade.

CRACK!

With one slash, augmented by tenfold combat power, he unleashed a kilometer-long lightning-fire blade beam. Like a celestial river spanning the sky, this beam of light tore a long rift in space. It carried a fatal aura, bearing down on Wang Jinghe with such immense pressure that he could not even activate his Art of Teleportation in time.

"No!"

Wang Jinghe desperately fought back, using all sorts of techniques to block the blade beam, but it was all in vain. The kilometer-long blade beam slashed across him, cleaving him in two right down the middle.

With one stroke of the blade, a scion of the Holy Land perished.