Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

The Five Great Super Sects have plotted countless times and pursued relentlessly, all out of fear of Su Han's talent, which might grow beyond their control in the future.

The crux is Su Han's character, vengeful and unrelenting; since he was already offended, there was no resolving this matter.

Thus, they always wanted to kill Su Han, to eliminate this thorn in their side.

At this moment, Qiu Tianren and others most regret not taking action themselves, or having a Dragon Venerate do so, back when Su Han's cultivation base was still low.

If they had, how could Su Han have survived until now?

But regret is futile; there's no regret medicine in this world. No one could have foreseen Su Han reaching such a terrifying level now. Even if given another choice, they would still likely think others could handle Su Han without taking action themselves.

"Not killing you was the greatest mistake of our lives!!" Liushui Yun Jing roared.

"No."

Su Han shook his head slightly: "Offending me was your greatest mistake of your lives."

"Whoosh!"

As the words dropped, Su Han's figure disappeared, and reappeared above the Sword Immortal Tomb.

The towering sword light appeared again, directly slashing down from the void, not even giving the Dragon Venerates of the Sword Immortal Tomb time to react.

"Boom!!!"

The sword light cleaved down, tearing apart the void, shattering the earth, and taking the lives of hundreds of thousands of disciples from the Sword Immortal Tomb!

It seemed that to Su Han at this moment, these disciples were mere ants, to be killed at his will!

"Surround Su Baliu!!!" Qiu Tianren shouted toward Immortal Dao Court and Giant Island.

As those words fell, he was the first to charge out, followed by dozens of Dragon Emperor Realm companions, along with a middle-aged man in a purple robe who strode rapidly ahead, swiftly surpassing Qiu Tianren and others, attacking Su Han.

The Immortal Dao Court and Giant Island's side certainly was no exception. They clearly understood that Su Han's power was truly terrifying. Though he was at the Dragon Emperor Realm Mid Stage, his real strength surpassed even the Dragon Venerate Realm Early Stage. Unless their Three Great Super Sects attacked together, otherwise, just Su Han alone might slay all their disciples.

"You can try!"

Seeing that many Dragon Emperor Realm individuals from the Three Great Super Sects were besieging Su Han, and Dragon Venerate Realm powerhouses were also attacking, Ling Xiao snorted coldly. Instead of rushing towards Su Han, he directly charged towards the disciple group from the Immortal Dao Court.

He didn't attack directly; instead, as he rushed forward, a massive shadow appeared behind him. The shadow looked like a Celestial God, but exuded overwhelming demon energy. Upon its appearance, it opened its giant mouth, emitting an astonishing power of devouring, directly covering as many as twenty thousand disciples from the Immortal Dao Court.

"Devour!"

Ling Xiao's eyes gleamed as he spoke, and the power of devouring suddenly enveloped these disciples.

"Whoosh!"

"Boom boom boom..."

Under this power of devouring, those ordinary disciples had no chance to resist; their bodies all exploded, turning into overwhelming blood mist, all entering that giant mouth.

"No!!!"

Seeing this scene, Jun Hanxin's eyes turned blood-red instantly.

A full twenty thousand disciples, just devoured like that.

The Immortal Dao Court had already lost countless disciples. If this continued, it wouldn't be long before the entire Immortal Dao Court would completely crumble.

"Scram!"

The black imprint old man snorted coldly, appearing in front of Ling Xiao, swinging a large hand toward Ling Xiao's head.

"Old thing, I told you, you're not up to it!"

Ling Xiao's face showed ridicule, and his figure flickered, disappearing directly.

Soon, he reappeared, and the power of devouring fell again, instantly swallowing tens of thousands of ordinary disciples from the Immortal Dao Court.

"Damn it!"

The black imprint old man cursed silently, hating Ling Xiao to the core.

Ling Xiao's cultivation base was originally at the Dragon Venerate Realm; the black imprint old man alone couldn't stop him at all.

And if other Dragon Venerates joined the battle, then what about Su Han? Who would go to kill him?

But if they all went to besiege Su Han, regardless of whether they could kill him, the strong ones from the Phoenix Sect would likely take this opportunity to slaughter all the disciples of the Three Great Super Sects!

"Damn, damn!!!"

Helpless, they kept muttering curses under their breath.

In terms of the number of Dragon Venerates, on the surface, the Three Great Super Sects indeed had more than the Phoenix Sect, but this 'more' wasn't suppressively more, only a few more, which was of no use.

"Boom!!!"

While they were tangled up in this, Su Han's attacks kept landing in the disciple groups of their sects, with each strike claiming at least tens of thousands of lives.

If it continued like this, they would be wiped out sooner or later.

Not to mention them, just talking about the people of the Phoenix Sect, there were over a hundred million members; even if spread out across the Three Great Super Sects, they could at least deploy thirty million people.

The crucial thing is… among these thirty million people, there were many more strong individuals than in their Three Great Super Sects!

Even if Su Han and others didn't attack, these Three Great Super Sects wouldn't be a match for the Phoenix Sect.

The only one who could hold on was Giant Island, whose disciples had Giant Spirit Body, which could temporarily augment their strength, allowing them to fight across cultivation stages.

But everyone knew this was only temporary, what would happen when the Giant Spirit Body's time ran out?

"What to do!"

The Sword Immortal Tomb's middle-aged man in the purple robe looked towards the white-haired elder from Giant Island.

The white-haired elder gritted his teeth bitterly; how could he possibly know what to do?

The complete suppression in strength left them utterly clueless about how to turn the tables.

Unless…

As this thought crossed his mind, the white-haired elder glanced at the place where the giant hand disappeared, gritted his teeth, and finally gave up again.

The cost of having the Bliss Demon Venerable take action was truly immense; even if not extinguishing the Phoenix Sect, just taking one action was enough to swallow up most of Giant Island's accumulated resources over the years.

Such a cost, Giant Island truly couldn't afford…

But seeing the sect disciples below being slaughtered continuously, the white-haired elder's heart, which had initially given up, was uplifted again.

He suddenly looked at the purple-robed man, opening his mouth: "Is the extinction of the sect or the cost more important?"

Hearing this, the purple-robed man was stunned: "Is there really no other way?"

"Look for yourself, if it continues like this, even though the Phoenix Sect will lose many people, the final result will be us being exterminated!" The white-haired elder pointed below and said.

"Alright…"

The purple-robed man gritted his teeth, suddenly turning his head, cupping his hands towards a certain space.

"Our Sword Immortal Tomb is willing to pay the price. Please, Dragon Ancestor, take action!!!"