Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

"That is..."

"Someone is attacking the Extraterritorial Demons!"

"Hmph, it must be those bastards from the Barren Land!"

"Are they here to pick us up?"

"It must be so. After all, descended from the Starry Sky, regardless of our Cultivation Base, they should at least recognize our identity."

"Indeed, they are merely a group of natives. Do they really dare to ignore us here? They must have a death wish!"

Many people spoke, all clearly sharing the same thoughts as Donghua Leng.

From start to finish, they always felt that their identity was very high, their background very strong, and that the natives of Dragon Martial Continent must treat them like lords and granddames!

Even though Su Han previously extended his Divine Sense, revealing a cold intent, it still never altered their mindset.

At this moment, seeing Su Han's Blade Light of Ten Thousand Feet appear, they immediately felt hopeful.

"Hmph, these natives still have to come out to welcome us in the end." Donghua Leng sneered coldly.

"Boom!!!"

Just at this moment, another earth-shaking roar was heard, and endless Blood Mist erupted into a mushroom cloud, rising directly from among the Group of Extraterritorial Demons.

Even Donghua Leng and the others saw that gigantic Sword Light of a hundred thousand feet, and the chilling sharp aura it emitted made them feel a cold shiver in their hearts.

Still disdainful, they had to admit that the person attacking the Extraterritorial Demons was extremely formidable!

If there was any difference, this native's only disparity with them was identity and background.

"Why not hurry up?!"

Donghua Leng turned back to glance, only to see the endless blood-red hue rushing forward, like wave after wave of blood-red giant waves, invoking fear.

He shouted fiercely, his voice reaching Su Han's ears, causing Su Han's brow to furrow slightly.

And at that moment, Su Han's third slash, a jaw-dropping Sword Light of five hundred thousand feet, tore through the Void, revealing a pitch-black rift, and directly cut open a broad path through the Group of Extraterritorial Demons!

"Boom!!!"

After the Sword Light slaughtered countless Extraterritorial Demons, it even extended continuously, shockingly heading straight towards Donghua Leng and his companions.

Donghua Leng and the rest turned pale, immediately intending to retreat, but the Sword Light seemed to have reached its limit, dissipating with a bang as it reached their feet.

"Bastard!"

"Is this meant to show us force?"

The heavenly talents were furious; they couldn't believe the Sword Light just happened to fade away right at their feet by coincidence.

Looking again at this moment, they saw a giant path already carved through the Group of Extraterritorial Demons, and at the center of this path stood a seemingly inconspicuous yet exceptionally notable white-clad figure amidst all the endless blood-red, standing upright and looking toward them.

Upon seeing this white-clad figure, Donghua Leng and the others' pupils shrank, while the fiery woman, Phantom Spirit, gleamed brightly in her gaze.

Despite the great distance, with Phantom Spirit's Cultivation Base, she could see exceptionally clearly.

That white-clad figure, slender like a scholarly figure, with black long hair fluttering in the wind, a face not particularly handsome yet remarkably delicate...

"Does love at first sight truly exist in this world?" Phantom Spirit murmured to herself.

Looking at this white-clad man, she found herself inexplicably captivated.

Perhaps it was because of that splendid slash, or perhaps it was because of that calm demeanor standing in the midst of the Group of Extraterritorial Demons.

Phantom Spirit had never thought she would fancy any man because all the men, even the so-called Heavenly Talents like Donghua Leng, seemed no more than this in her eyes.

In terms of identity, she was no less than these people, cultivation-wise, she was no inferior, and in terms of talent, she considerably surpassed many of these men.

Considering all this, why would she need a man? What use does a man have to her?

Yet, in that instant, all her disdain for men completely toppled.

Just like a saying...you never need reasons or excuses to like someone, but you can always find countless reasons and excuses not to like someone.

Phantom Spirit couldn't believe she fancied this white-clad man, but she had to admit that, in this moment, she indeed was fascinated by him.

"Lucky you understood the occasion!"

At this time, a discordant voice reached her ears, causing Phantom Spirit to frown and look towards Donghua Leng.

"They already came out to greet us, can't you be a bit more polite?" Phantom Spirit criticized displeasedly.

"And what's the point of being polite to these natives?"

Donghua Leng sneered, "Coming out to welcome us is their duty!"

"You!"

Phantom Spirit's pretty face flushed red with anger, her silver teeth clenched, and she sneered coldly, "Your arrogant nature is simply incorrigible!"

Donghua Leng snickered, unwilling to bicker with Phantom Spirit any further.

He turned his head toward the white-clad figure and said, "Are you not hurrying over to greet us? Should any harm befall us, you will surely..."

Before he could finish speaking, his voice was abruptly cut off.

In his sight, the white-clad figure slowly disappeared, and after its disappearance, the path made by the five hundred thousand feet long Sword Light was immediately filled by the endless Group of Extraterritorial Demons.

"This..."

Seeing this scene, Donghua Leng and the others were dumbfounded on the spot.

Moments later...

"Bastard! Damn it!!!"

Donghua Leng's angry roar echoed out.

The faces of the others turned increasingly grim.

They thought Su Han came out to greet them; otherwise, why expend such a great effort to cut a path?

Yet Su Han's disappearance ignited a towering rage within them.

"Serves you right!"

Phantom Spirit fumed, "If it were me, initially planning to come out to greet you, yet you spoke so, I wouldn't pay you any mind either!"

"Shut up!"

In a fit of anger, Donghua Leng shouted directly at Phantom Spirit.

Phantom Spirit's expression suddenly turned icy, her aura surged, and she stared at Donghua Leng, slowly saying, "Say that again?"

Feeling the aura emanating from Phantom Spirit, Donghua Leng's body shuddered, finally coming back to his senses.

Bickering was fine between him and Phantom Spirit, but if Phantom Spirit genuinely got angry, he wouldn't dare provoke her further.

...

Meanwhile, on Su Han's side, his figure flickered and headed straight for the Barren Land.

Just as he was about ten thousand feet away from the Barren Land, a massive figure materialized in front of Su Han.

That figure towered eight thousand feet high, appearing like a giant, and the aura it emitted...

Was Demon Venerate Level!!!