Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Northern Wilderness, Demon Vein

Mo Yun Chu looked at Prince An's back with reverence in her eyes.

There's nothing we can do; our leader is just too outrageous.

How many years has it been?

They're better than me.

Meanwhile, outside the Demon Realm, Bai Ao and Long Yingsheng touched their necks and then looked at each other.

"He just... caught a heavenly soldier's attack with one hand?"

Lung Ying-sheng said, somewhat bewildered.

"If I'm not mistaken... yes."

Bai Ao swallowed hard and nodded.

It should be noted that his first meeting with Prince An was only a little over a decade ago.

How did it grow to this level in just over a decade?

So who is he?

His progress over the past ten years has been very subtle.

Compared to Prince An, it feels like he's wasting his spiritual energy in this world.

However, Bai Ao quickly regained his composure.

His bloodline memories contain the grandeur of powerful figures like the Jade Emperor, the Human Emperor, and the Lord of War.

What are we comparing ourselves to geniuses and prodigies?

Comparing yourself to them will only make you furious; it's not worth it.

Bai Ao then focused his attention on the battlefield.

He wanted to see if he could learn anything from this battle.

Only after Li Junsu pushed the Kuafu clan chief away with one palm did he have time to assess the current situation.

The demon elites formed a battle formation, trapping three thousand Kuafu people in the demon realm.

No matter how they attacked, the Demon Realm remained incredibly stable, and the elite troops stood firm.

The Kuafu clan chief, who was pushed away, did not panic.

He looked at Prince An, his fighting spirit growing even stronger.

That axe blow was just a greeting.

He hasn't really gotten serious yet.

It seems that this so-called successor of the military strategist is quite capable.

Since that's the case, then he's going to get serious.

Chief Kuafu stepped onto the ground, but due to the Demon Realm, it did not cause any damage to the earth.

But the Demon Realm began to ripple incessantly.

The true essence of the earth, separated by the demon realm, began to flow continuously into the body of the Kuafu clan chief.

"You brat, die!"

Chief Kuafu shouted and took a step forward, his massive figure once again stomping on the Demon Realm.

This time, the ripples in the Demon Realm are even more frequent.

Even a few fine cracks appeared in the Demon Realm.

Chief Kuafu, wielding his ancestral weapon, burned with blood under the blazing sun, and began to unleash the full power of his weapon.

Suddenly, dark red flames burst forth from the ancestral weapon in the hands of the Kuafu clan chief.

Within the Kuafu clan chieftain's body, his blazing sun body began to resonate with the ancestral weapon.

The Qi and blood begin to boil, the meridians become more resilient, and the bones become purer under the tempering of the boiling Qi and blood.

This time, Chief Kuafu unleashed another powerful vertical slash.

The dark red spirits of the blazing sun converged, transforming into twisted flames.

The raging flames devoured the demon realm, turning the space itself into a semi-glassy state.

Seeing this, Li Junsu gripped Zhao Han's knife hilt again.

The Kuafu clan chief is far stronger than the immortal priest.

Whether it's strength, artistic conception, or combat experience.

He was a true half-step supreme being, a powerhouse at the level of Emperor Yan.

However, it's strong enough compared to others.

But compared to Prince An, he is still far inferior.

When Zhao Han was unsheathed, the true essence of winter cold was directly activated.

Snow and wind appeared in the Demon Realm, and death energy turned into cold snowflakes that fell down.

The blade, cold as the night, reflects the winter season, illuminating the heavens and earth.

The biting wind and snow instantly covered the battlefield.

Before Chief Kuafu's attack could even land, it was already weakened by 50%.

The Kuafu clan chief's pupils contracted, and the flames on his axe, which had originally spread like wildfire, turned into tiny flames that swayed in the wind.

Clang.

Sparks flew as the axe blade clashed with the knife.

As the weapons clashed, the tiny flames enveloping the axe collided head-on with the chilling essence of winter emanating from the cold longsword.

The flames went out in the next instant, and Prince An, holding the knife in one hand, flicked it downwards.

In order to suppress King An, the Kuafu clan chief used all his strength. Now, King An suddenly flicked his wrist, and the axe blade slid down the blade and directly cleaved the ground shrouded in the demonic domain.

With a loud bang, the dark purple demonic realm was covered in cracks.

The rest of the tribesmen were overjoyed to see the spiderweb-like cracks, and they all mustered their strength and brandished their weapons at the same time.

They want to shatter the barriers and let the world know their power.

But their excited expressions quickly froze.

Although the game was indeed teetering on the brink of collapse, it was just one step away from doing so.

Even with all three thousand of their clansmen attacking at the same time, they were unable to shake the Demon Realm in the slightest.

On the contrary, the Demon Realm quickly returned to normal.

The Kuafu people were dumbfounded.

Mo Yun Chu looked at them with disdain in her eyes.

We don't have enough elite troops right now, so we can't ignore the attacks from semi-supreme beings for the time being.

But that doesn't mean that just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can destroy the Demon Realm.

At least three thousand people are not enough.

Mo Yun Chu merely glanced at the shocked Kuafu people before turning her gaze back to the battlefield.

King An shoved the axe aside, causing the Kuafu chieftain to lose his balance and stumble forward.

Although compared to the towering Kuafu clan chief, who was as tall as a mountain, King An was rather insignificant.

But the Zhaohan sword in Prince An's hand, and the killing intent emanating from him, were far more terrifying than those of Chief Kuafu.

Looking at the two legs that were half a mountain tall in front of him, Li Junsu decided to let the Kuafu clan chief experience the same treatment as Sun Boling.

But the chief of the Kuafu tribe was no pushover either. He sensed the King An's intentions and was startled.

Then, the chief of the Kuafu clan took advantage of the situation, lowered his body, and turned the axe handle.

The massive axe flew almost touching the ground as the Kuafu chieftain unleashed a powerful horizontal sweep.

Dark red flames reignited on the axe.

The axe blade slashed at Prince An from the side, causing his consciousness to ache faintly.

This is a warning from the divine sense.

This reveals the difference between the Immortal Priest and the Kuafu Clan Chief.

Chief Kuafu was also a battle-hardened warrior.

Although his act of sending troops against the warlord was foolish, it also shows how warlike this leader is.

Li Junsu temporarily abandoned the attack and shielded Zhao Han to his side.

With another clang, the blade clashed with the axe blade once more.

This time, the Kuafu clan chief felt the tremors of qi and blood in his arm.

He looked at the unharmed Prince An in front of him, and his expression became much more serious.

The guy in front of me is physically stronger than me.

"Blazing sun".

Chief Kuafu turned the axe handle again and took a step forward.

Orange-red sun-kissed patterns appeared on his skin.

The sun in the sky burst forth with dazzling light, and this time, the Demon Realm was completely devoured by the Spirit of the Sun.

The rest of the tribesmen were overjoyed at the sight and all planned to leave to let the world experience what despair truly meant.

Seeing this, the demon elites also made their move.

A purple dragon appeared, and the legs of the fastest-running members of the tribe were blown off.

Amidst this bloody scene, the Kuafu chieftain raised his weapon above his head.

"The sun sets."

As the Kuafu clan chief spoke, the spirit of the blazing sun gathered on the axe.

The axe body revealed a phantom image of the sun, bursting forth with a dazzling dark red luster.

The next instant, the dark red turned into a blackish-red.

This is the malice and murderous intent of the Kuafu clan chief.

With malice and murderous intent, he conjured up the imagery of a sun-eating monster and attacked Prince An.

"Snatching the sun."

Upon seeing this, Prince An turned to look at the cold blade.

The cold blade reflects the blazing sun.