Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Not only Su Han, but also Xuanyuan Qiong, the Northern Ancestor, the Eastern Ancestor, and other old fellows who have been around for a long time have already guessed Nangong Shenqing's identity.

Nangong Shenqing, the second Palace Master of One Slash Palace, has lived for at least fifty thousand years from birth to now.

Since Nangong Duanchen took over One Slash Palace, Nangong Shenqing has never reappeared in the world. Many people speculate that Nangong Shenqing has already perished.

And as time went by, thousands of years passed, Nangong Shenqing still never appeared again, causing later generations to forget about his existence.

Even if he appeared at this moment, only Xuanyuan Qiong and others could guess his identity. As for the others, if not for the phrase 'call me grandfather,' they still wouldn't know who he really was.

"Equally infinitely close to the Spirit Transformation Realm..."

Phantom Spirit and others murmured to themselves, staring at the white-robed elder.

Su Han similarly sensed Nangong Shenqing's aura, which was infinitely close to the Spirit Transformation Realm like Bliss Demon Venerable and that Lower-Class Flood Dragon, but just didn't take that step.

"Senior."

Su Han cupped his fists and slightly bowed, saluting Nangong Shenqing.

"Don't flatter me, if I didn't appear today, my granddaughter's life would be gone." Nangong Shenqing glared at Su Han.

"No."

Su Han spoke, though just two simple words, extremely firm.

He said Nangong Yu wouldn't die, then Nangong Yu definitely wouldn't die!

Nangong Shenqing stared at Su Han for a moment, then snorted and turned to Nangong Yu: "Call me grandfather!"

"Why don't you call me grandmother?" Nangong Yu pouted.

As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent!

Everyone was dumbstruck, looking at Nangong Yu, deeply admiring her nerve.

Su Han's mouth twitched fiercely, glancing at Nangong Yu and sending a voice transmission: "What nonsense are you talking, he's your grandfather, your actual grandfather!"

"I'm his grandaunt, real grandaunt!" Nangong Yu pouted.

"You!"

Su Han almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Even with One Slash Palace as backing, can't you see who you're talking to?

If this white-robed elder wasn't Nangong Shenqing, Nangong Yu dared speak like this, even One Slash Palace might not be able to protect her.

"You little girl..."

Nangong Shenqing was momentarily stunned before shaking his head with a bitter smile.

"It's true, since you were born, you've never seen me. Understandable, understandable."

Upon hearing this, the crowd was once again sweating profusely.

Is this a way to give himself an out?

If it wasn't Nangong Yu but someone else saying this... Nangong Shenqing would have slapped them long ago.

"Here, this is what Duanchen asked me to bring you."

Seemingly afraid Nangong Yu would say something else, Nangong Shenqing didn't provoke her further, but waved his hand, and a light fell towards Su Han.

Su Han caught it, it was... a knife.

A very small knife, about the size of a finger, shimmering with colors like those of Shen Xia.

This knife was not solid but illusory, Su Han sensed the aura of the Divine Blade of Water and Moon from it.

"It seems Master of Nangong Palace has thoroughly unlocked the first seal of the Divine Blade of Water and Moon." Su Han revealed a confident smile!

This wasn't the actual Divine Blade of Water and Moon but was one of its sword souls!

Within the Divine Blade of Water and Moon, there are a total of seven layers of sword souls. Each time a seal is broken, a sword soul awakens, and it's precisely due to the awakening of the sword souls that the full power of the Divine Blade of Water and Moon is exhibited.

Now, the true body of the Divine Blade of Water and Moon is within One Slash Palace and can't be moved without unlocking all seals.

But Nangong Duanchen had Nangong Shenqing bring this first layer of sword soul over.

Previously, Su Han truly wasn't a match for Bliss Demon Venerable, but with this sword soul... it's a different story.

"Bliss, we've known each other not just for a day or two, leave now, and I will plead for you to ensure he won't trouble you in the future, how about it?" Nangong Shenqing looked at Bliss Demon Venerable.

"You, plead for me?"

Bliss Demon Venerable couldn't help but laugh: "Hahaha, it's utterly ridiculous, this venerable, the strongest in the South Sea Territory, and needs you to help me plead with an ant?!"

"Short-sighted!"

Nangong Shenqing snorted coldly, then looked at the Lower-Class Flood Dragon: "And you, why come to stir this muddy water instead of staying well in the Xiliang Territory?"

"Even if I stay another hundred thousand years, without enough resources, I won't break out of Dragon Martial Continent. It's an opportunity, cannot be missed." The Lower-Class Flood Dragon spoke human words.

"Don't blame me for not warning you, this little guy here is really not someone you can afford to offend." Nangong Shenqing pointed at Su Han.

"With just him?"

Bliss Demon Venerable sneered disdainfully, then said: "Nangong Shenqing, leave now, and I will give you one-tenth of Giant Island's resources, how about it?"

"My granddaughter is here." Nangong Shenqing shrugged.

His meaning was clear; since he came, he wouldn't leave.

"Then protect your granddaughter well!"

Bliss Demon Venerable snorted coldly, extending his fingers and pointing several times towards Su Han.

"Seal!"

With the drop of this word, the space around Su Han shattered with a crunching sound.

At a glance, all around was pitch black, with only a square space where Su Han stood, like... a cage!

"Bliss, must you make a move?" Nangong Shenqing frowned.

"This is my last chance!"

Bliss Demon Venerable coldly said: "Although I can destroy Giant Island with a wave of my hand, their resources are sealed in a secret space. Without willing submission, even I cannot obtain it! Only by seizing this opportunity can I acquire those resources and take the final step!"

"Let him come!"

Su Han's voice suddenly sounded: "Senior, you help me block that Lower-Class Flood Dragon, just relying on this person, can't kill me!"

"Okay."

Nangong Shenqing nodded slightly, then looked at Bliss Demon Venerable and sighed: "You'll regret it."

"I never knew how to write 'regret'!" Bliss Demon Venerable snorted.

Nangong Shenqing ignored him, his figure flickered, appearing before the Lower-Class Flood Dragon.

"Scram!" Dragon Ancestor roared.

"Are you qualified to speak to me like this?" Nangong Shenqing sneered.

"Boom!"

As the words fell, Nangong Shenqing's entire cultivation base erupted, directly triggering a storm as he charged forward, sweeping towards the Dragon Ancestor.

Simultaneously, Su Han's palm turned, a drop of blood squeezed out from his fingertip, merging into the first layer of the Divine Blade of Water and Moon's sword soul.

"Bliss Demon Venerable?"

"Now, try again!"