Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 738 - 736: Su Han’s Fury!

"Boom!"

The massive hand swept across the sky, as though covering countless distances, its oppressive power could only be described as terrifying.

However, as the hand descended, it quickly contracted, eventually transforming into a fleshy palm that viciously smacked towards Duanmu Wuji’s head.

"You still wish to hide, but you cannot conceal it!"

Duanmu Wuji suddenly looked up, his laughter piercingly shrill in a frenzy.

"This is the Ancient Emperor Battlefield, even if you have control over heaven and earth, the march of history always moves forward, what has happened has happened, you cannot conceal it not..."

"Boom!!!!"

Before his last word fell, the palm directly struck Duanmu Wuji’s head.

His freshly condensed body instantly exploded with a bang, and his Primordial Spirit dissipated outright, as did the illusory Sword Immortal that had arrived.

With the death of Duanmu Wuji, the great hand dispersed, and all returned to calm as if nothing had ever happened.

But the scene that had just unfolded caused everyone’s eyes to narrow in shock and confusion.

"What... What just happened?"

"That giant hand... could it really have been launched by Su Baliu?"

"Has he become that strong? But that was a Sword Immortal from the Sword Immortal Tomb! It’s said that every arrival of a Sword Immortal is terrifying beyond measure, and although Duanmu Wuji’s Cultivation Base was not high, it couldn’t possibly have been that fragile!"

The arrival of a Sword Immortal represents one of the Sword Immortal Tomb’s cornerstone techniques, incredibly fearsome.

Not just anyone could perform it, only those whose bloodline reached a certain level could invite the arrival of a Sword Immortal.

Depending on the richness of the bloodline and the height of the Cultivation Base, the summoned Sword Immortal would differ.

Clearly, the Sword Immortal that Duanmu Wuji had called upon was not exceedingly powerful, but no matter what, it was still a Sword Immortal, once a being akin to a divine spirit, terrifying to everyone present.

Yet such a terrifying secret technique... just collapsed like that?

Especially the people from the Sword Immortal Tomb, when they witnessed this scene, they stood frozen in place.

"This Sword Immortal... just died like that?"

"How is this possible!!!"

"That definitely was not the doing of Su Baliu. He doesn’t possess that kind of power, I can feel it, that palm, it absolutely did not come from Su Baliu!"

Everyone was shocked, everyone was puzzled, but they couldn’t understand what exactly had happened.

The only person who understood was Su Han.

The moment the words ’Ancient Emperor Battlefield’ appeared, that intense headache sensation swept over Su Han’s entire body anew.

This headache was not merely a physical one, it seemed to connect to his mind, to his soul.

In that instant, the sense of familiarity Su Han had felt before became more intense than ever, as if countless memory fragments were about to reassemble, yet they just couldn’t.

It was only after Duanmu Wuji died that the headache finally subsided, but Su Han still had not recalled any useful memories.

It seemed that there was always someone in the shadows preventing him from remembering, but Su Han knew that this person was definitely not Yuan Ling!

If it had been Yuan Ling, since they would prevent his memories, it must mean they knew he was still alive, and once they truly knew, they definitely would not allow him to live so peacefully.

"Who... who are you exactly!" Su Han raised his eyes, gazing into the void.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, looking towards the place where Duanmu Wuji had vanished.

"This Duanmu Wuji is indeed unlucky. If we were on the Dragon Martial Continent, his summoning of that Sword Immortal might have posed some threat to me, but this place is different. This is the Ancient Battlefield, the Ancient Emperor Battlefield. Although I can’t remember what ’Ancient Emperor Battlefield’ exactly means, it’s clear that these four words are what that person in the darkness absolutely does not want me to know!"

"From the moment I entered here, someone in the shadows has been obstructing my recollection, up to now, when I learned the words ’Ancient Emperor Battlefield,’ which enraged them, leading to the direct destruction of that memory."

"Had it been the outside world, the descending Sword Immortal would definitely not have spoken these four words. It can be said that his direct death was because... he let me know that this place is not called the Ancient Battlefield, but the Ancient Emperor Battlefield!"

Thinking this, Su Han’s eyebrows furrowed, and he didn’t feel at all pleased.

That feeling of being constantly blocked, unable to remember, gave him an extremely stifling sensation.

No one would want to endure such a feeling, especially Su Han!

"Forget it, if that person doesn’t want me to know, then I won’t dwell on it. Besides, just now, they somewhat did me a favor. Otherwise, dealing with that Sword Immortal would have cost me some effort."

Shaking his head, he cast aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind. Su Han’s gaze then shifted, looking towards the Phoenix Sect members who were still battling with the Sword Immortal Tomb.

"Holy Cold Divine Guard, still use the spatial channel to take away the Sage’s Skull," Su Han spoke.

The Holy Cold Divine Guard immediately nodded, ready to dash out.

But at the Sword Immortal Tomb, an elder roared angrily, "Su Baliu, you are going too far! Killing our Sword Immortal Tomb’s leader and trying to steal the Sage’s Skull from my Sword Immortal Tomb, do you think we’re pushovers?!"

As the words fell, he flashed forward, directly confronting a Divine Guardian of the Dragon Suppression.

The Divine Guardian of the Dragon Suppression attacked him, but the elder did not care at all, enduring the blow forcefully, then suddenly grabbed the Divine Guardian. In the shrinking pupils of the Divine Guardian, the elder exploded with a boom!

"Pfft!"

He was at the Peak of the Dragon God Realm, whereas the true Cultivation Base of that Divine Guardian was at the Dragon God Realm Early Stage, but illusory strength raised his level to that of the Dragon God Realm Later Stage.

At that moment, the elder’s self-destruction was something he had entirely not anticipated. Without any time to defend, he was swept away by the astonishing Power of Destruction. After spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body exploded.

Upon exploding, the Power of Destruction persisted. However, in the nick of time, Liuyun laid down a layer of Spatial Cage for him, and the Purple Night Divine Guard also took action, striking down several layers of Earth Guardian protection.

All defenses shattered, the Primordial Spirit of the Divine Guardian endured a severe hit. Although it didn’t disintegrate completely, it was somewhat scattered.

"Dammit!"

Su Han was furious, his body radiating an icy chill.

This was the first person among the thousand members of the Phoenix Sect to suffer such a severe injury since entering the Ancient Battlefield.

Even when he entered the Origin World before and the Phoenix Sect was surrounded by the Five Great Powers, no one was as seriously injured as this.

With that Divine Guardian’s current state of Primordial Spirit, if not promptly repaired, at most within three more years, it would dissipate on its own, leading to the complete destruction of both body and soul.

Now, he had utterly lost his fighting capability, and even if his injuries were to heal in the future, his achievements would likely be limited.

To Su Han, this Divine Guardian was by no means merely a subordinate. The cutting off of his future path in Cultivation saddened Su Han immensely and infuriated him beyond measure.