Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Seeing Su Han attacking, the Imperial Ancestor's face changed fiercely, his figure immediately retreated, and at the same time, Extreme Night was raised, slashing towards Su Han with one strike.

"You think you can control what I've refined?"

Su Han smiled faintly, stepped forward, extended his finger, and a drop of blood squeezed out from the fingertip, gently pointing towards Extreme Night.

"It's been so long, it's time to return."

As Su Han's words fell, the blood instantly transformed into blood mist, rushing straight towards Extreme Night.

Extreme Night seemed to feel the connection emanating from this blood; the slash suddenly trembled violently, but for the Imperial Ancestor's strong cultivation base, he almost felt like he couldn't hold it.

"Su Baliu, if you continue, I will destroy this blade!" the Imperial Ancestor suddenly shouted.

"Threaten me?"

Su Han looked at the Imperial Ancestor, his eyes flashing, revealing a smile: "You're threatening me? You, the mighty Imperial Ancestor, have fallen to the point of only threatening my sect? Where did the power to destroy my sect's prestige with just a flip go?"

The Imperial Ancestor's face changed uncertainly, regret increased in his heart.

"Come, just like before, destroy my sect." Su Han spoke.

Hearing this, the Imperial Ancestor almost felt the urge to spit blood.

Like before?

You know, that was before!!!

"Have you lost even the courage to strike? You're just trash."

Seeing the Imperial Ancestor just standing there, Su Han shook his head, swung his hand forcefully, and the blood mist erupted and fused instantly into Extreme Night, leaving no room for the Imperial Ancestor to react.

"Buzz~"

After the blood mist fused, Extreme Night instantly began to tremble intensely, showing a tendency to break free from the Imperial Ancestor's grasp.

"I can give you this blade, but you must lead Phoenix Sect and leave immediately!" the Imperial Ancestor urged anxiously.

"I don't need you to give it to me, what belongs to me, I can take back myself."

Su Han's expression gradually turned colder: "I want Extreme Night, I want your life, and I want everything in the Sect of the Battle God!"

"You're dreaming!"

The Imperial Ancestor gritted his teeth, decisively, his entire body surged with dragon power, grasping Extreme Night forcefully, a wave of destructive power began to flow.

It's evident he knows there's no retreat for either side, even if it means dying, he must destroy Extreme Night.

"You are dreaming."

Su Han's flat voice was heard, as his forefinger extended towards the Imperial Ancestor, gently pointing.

"Fix!"

As the unremarkable word fell, the Imperial Ancestor's figure was directly imprisoned in the void, and the dragon power surging throughout his body was instantly dissipated.

"You..."

The Imperial Ancestor's face changed drastically, his eyes glaring wide, revealing strong disbelief.

"What kind of demon art is this!!!"

"You think this is demon art? Frog in a well."

Su Han spoke, stepping directly to the Imperial Ancestor.

His gaze fixed on the Imperial Ancestor, for a moment, he didn't strike.

But the more it was like this, the faster the Imperial Ancestor's heart beat, that dreadful sense of despair quickly rising from his heart, unshakeable.

"Unexpected, isn't it?"

Su Han suddenly spoke, as if reminiscing: "The one you could casually kill back then, has grown to the level of slaughtering you like chickens and dogs, angry?"

The Imperial Ancestor's face flushed, struggling violently, trying to break free from the Spirit Stabilizing Technique.

But with Su Han's current strength, how could he possibly escape?

"Su Baliu, I regret."

The Imperial Ancestor knew he could no longer struggle, took a deep breath, said slowly: "There are two things I regret, first is that I should not have struck at you back then, the second... is that since I struck, I should have truly destroyed your form and spirit together!"

Hearing this, Su Han shook his head and laughed, then suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbing fiercely towards the Imperial Ancestor.

"Su Baliu, how dare you!"

Seeing Su Han about to strike, the old woman who had been watching changed her expression, shouted out as the Dragon Venerate Realm cultivation base surged forth, transforming into a streak of dragon power, neutralizing Su Han's direction.

"You are not enough."

Su Han glanced at the old woman, seized the Ultimate Night of the Divine Blade from the Imperial Ancestor's hand without looking back, then struck a blow behind him.

"Boom!!!"

Extreme Night in Su Han's hand seemed to be excited beyond compare, as the long knife descended, an overwhelming sword light swept out, tearing the void, fiercely colliding with the old woman's streak.

Su Han didn't pay attention to the outcome, as he struck with the long knife, his left hand already pounding on the Imperial Ancestor's head.

"Bang!"

The Imperial Ancestor's body trembled fiercely, without collapsing, but his Primordial Spirit, like Palace Master Xiao Ye of the Jade Void Palace and others, was directly shaken out by Su Han's strike.

Without waiting for the Imperial Ancestor to react, Su Han waved his hand, seizing both his Primordial Spirit and body, then his figure flickered, arriving outside the Sect Residence of the Sect of the Battle God.

"This is your Sect of the Battle God, the first one nailed here!"

Su Han's voice was loud, spreading with the power of cultivation, causing countless people to look up here.

But at the sight near those three words of the Sect of the Battle God, the Imperial Ancestor's flesh and Primordial Spirit were nailed hard there.

He struggled, trying to utilize his cultivation base, but it was utterly useless; he was like an ordinary person now, only able to continuously roar in anger.

"As for the heads of the Five Great Super Sects, I will not let you die simply; your ultimate fate will be nailed here, suffering from endless wind and snow, because this is the debt you owe, and now, it must be repaid."

Hearing Su Han's words and watching the Imperial Ancestor's ceaseless struggle which was utterly in vain, the disciples of the Sect of the Battle God felt a wave of sorrow rise in their hearts.

The superiority as a super sect now could no longer rise, because in the face of the Phoenix Sect, their so-called peak power was simply fragile and vulnerable.

"Su Baliu, you've killed people, give me the Lifeblood Golden Blood of the First War God!" the old woman roared in the void.

"Give you?"

Su Han raised his palm, and that Lifeblood Golden Blood appeared.

"Extreme Night is mine, I've taken it back myself, and this Lifeblood Golden Blood is yours, if you have the ability, come and take it yourself." Su Han said lightly.

"You bastard!!!"

The old woman gnashed her teeth, shouted loudly: "All Dragon Emperor Realm above in Sect of the Battle God, attack Su Baliu, retrieve the Lifeblood Golden Blood!"

Hearing this, those Dragon Emperor Realm cultivators of the Sect of the Battle God trembled fiercely.

All attack Su Baliu?

Then what about these disciples of the Sect of the Battle God? Just let Phoenix Sect's Dragon Emperor Realm slaughter them?

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ps: Whew, it's the 17th today; South Mountain returns, considered as making up what was owed, and considered as an outburst!