Legend of the Asura Emperor

The first thing is Jun Mingyue, who is known as the most beautiful and talented woman in the Prince's Mansion.

Due to the crisis of the Prince's Mansion's decline, and under pressure from the elders of the mansion...

Today, I have no choice but to enter into a marriage agreement with Zhao Wuyan, the eldest disciple of the Dilongmen sect, the number one sect in Tianchuan County.

Everyone felt it was a pity, as it was like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung.

As everyone knows, Zhao Wuyan, the eldest disciple of the Earth Dragon Sect, is an out-and-out womanizer and scoundrel.

Countless young women were raped and violated by him.

If it weren't for his noble status, he would probably have been torn to pieces long ago.

Jun Mingyue, as the princess of the Prince's Mansion, possesses both stunning cultivation and unparalleled beauty, yet she marries such a scumbag.

What else could it be but a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung?

The second thing that happened at the Prince's residence was the Prince's heir, Junhan.

Three months ago, after a mysterious burst of white light, it fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep lasted for a full three months!

However, compared to the first thing, the second thing seems rather insignificant.

Because, since birth, the heir of this Prince's Mansion, Jun Han...

He remained mentally unstable and foolish throughout his life, but he never suffered much hardship while Prince Tianchuan was still alive.

However, five years ago, after Prince Tianchuan and his wife went out, they never returned.

Junhan, the mentally challenged prince, was left in the Prince's mansion, suffering endless humiliation from his own clan.

Therefore, even though Jun Han was in a deep sleep for three months, very few people cared about him.

However, although the second matter is insignificant, these two matters are inextricably linked.

That is, Jun Han and Jun Mingyue are siblings.

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It was noon, and the sun was shining brightly over Tianchuan County, where there was not a cloud in the sky.

Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in, obscuring the sky and the sun.

In an instant, countless bolts of lightning, like silver snakes dancing wildly, flashed across the sky and earth.

Amidst the flashes of lightning, a deep blue light appeared.

At a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, it rushed toward a classically elegant room in the backyard of the Tianchuan Prince's Mansion.

On the wooden bed in the room lay a handsome young man of about sixteen or seventeen, with striking features and a white robe adorned with cloud patterns.

This young man exuded a sharp and imposing aura between his brows; if one did not know him...

Everyone would agree that this young man is a young and powerful genius.

But anyone who has seen this boy before can recognize him at a glance.

The young man dressed in white robes with cloud patterns was none other than Jun Han, the heir of the Prince's Mansion who had been insane for sixteen years!

Because he was fast asleep, Jun Han was completely unaware that an uninvited guest had entered the room...

Then, the deep blue light that had suddenly appeared from the lightning was seen.

At this moment, he suddenly appeared in front of Jun Han.

And there, within that deep blue light, like lightning.

Gradually, an old man in black appeared, and then, the old man in black spoke in a hoarse, ancient voice: "Tsk tsk tsk, this young man is indeed the legendary supreme body of gods and demons that has disappeared for 100,000 years!"

After many years of my death and the dissipation of my cultivation, I have finally found a perfect body!

Once the possession is complete, I, Saint Wanlei, will surely be able to use this body to once again surpass the nine realms of martial arts and step into the path of sainthood! I might even soar straight into the heavens!

At that time, this land will once again be under my control!

My former enemies will die one by one under my feet! Hahaha!

The black-clad elder, who called himself the Saint of Ten Thousand Thunders, became increasingly excited as he thought about it. Finally, filled with boundless desire and longing, he rushed directly into Jun Han's body.

"Yes... that's the feeling! Powerful and mysterious divine and demonic power! It'll be mine soon!"

The moment he entered, the powerful sensation from that perfect body excited him even more.

It was as if he had already stood at the top of the world, looking down upon heaven and earth!

But just as he entered Jun Han's soul, intending to shatter Jun Han's soul and take its place, he...

A cold voice came from behind him: "Heh, another fool coming to his death."

Upon hearing this voice, the Saint of Ten Thousand Thunders shuddered and immediately turned around to look.

When he looked closely, he was surprised to find that the person standing behind him was a boy who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

And this young man is none other than the owner of this body, Jun Han!

"Who...who are you? You're so young, yet you have a soul incarnation?"

Upon seeing Jun Han's figure, Saint Wan Lei was greatly surprised.

Because only those with extremely high cultivation levels can master the ability to create a soul avatar.

The Jun Han before them was only sixteen or seventeen years old, yet he had mastered this art.

What sent chills down his spine even more was the way he felt under Jun Han's gaze.

I could actually sense a hunter's gaze upon its prey.

"Hehe, who am I? Judging from your past life, you seemed to have attained sainthood. I wonder if you have ever heard a saying?"

Jun Han's lips curled into a sinister smile.

"What?"

Saint Wanlei sensed that the atmosphere was getting increasingly strange, and even began to feel a strange fear of Jun Han.

But no matter how terrified he was, he couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance in front of Jun Han.

It seemed that something within Jun Han was suppressing him, as if there was something in the unseen world that was able to do so.

This rendered him completely unable to resist.

Jun Han's expression remained unchanged, only his eyes narrowed slightly as he casually uttered eight words: "When Heaven loses its way, I will defy Heaven!"

Although Jun Han's tone was indifferent, it stirred up a huge wave in Wan Lei Saint's heart.

Even a peerless powerhouse like Wan Lei Saint was so frightened that he trembled all over, like a mouse seeing a cat, and even urinated a few drops.

"If Heaven loses its way, I will surely defy it? Could it be... that you are the Heavenly Emperor who ruled the Azure Clouds ten thousand years ago?"

Jun Han sneered and slowly approached Wan Lei Sheng Zhe. With each step closer, Wan Lei Sheng Zhe felt an unprecedented pressure: "Ten thousand years ago, after I was killed by the Heavenly Dao and the Divine Realm, I was reborn as a remnant soul."

However, although my body was reborn, my soul was severely damaged, weak and incomplete, which is why I went mad for sixteen years.

Just three months ago, a reckless soul came knocking on my door, trying to possess me.

In the end, it triggered my defensive instincts and was defeated by me. Its power was refined by me, which allowed my soul to recover a great deal.

Since then, five more souls have taken a liking to my body. Two of them, like you, are Saint-level experts, and now they have all become my soul power.

Jun Han paused deliberately at this point.

The Saint of Ten Thousand Thunders, who had just been full of hope, now felt as if he had been screwed over.

Although he was extremely powerful in his previous life, compared to the Heavenly Emperor Jun Han, who once roamed the Cangyun Realm and dared to wage war against the gods of the Divine Realm before even entering the Divine Realm, he was no different from an ant.

Moreover, he is now just a remnant soul. If it weren't for the considerable amount of holy power still within his soul, he would be no different from any other wandering ghost.

Normally, if he were to deal with other people, his holy power would be considered invincible.

However, compared to the power of the rules wielded by the Heavenly Emperor, it is as different as candlelight compared to sunlight, completely incomparable.

Therefore, in front of Jun Han, he could only be at Jun Han's mercy.

In an instant, Saint Wanlei was covered in cold sweat, and finally knelt down in fear: "Your Majesty, spare my life! I was blind and did not recognize your greatness, and offended you!"

Please, sir, just ignore me and let me go!

Seeing Wan Lei Saint so terrified, Jun Han remained calm and said indifferently, "Releasing you is not impossible. My soul has been 90% repaired. I only need to extract half of your soul power to complete the repair."

"If you are willing to be my servant, I can naturally let you go. Moreover, once I recover, I can find you a suitable body for you to possess."

Upon hearing Jun Han's words, Saint Wan Lei breathed a sigh of relief and immediately pledged his loyalty, saying, "As long as Your Majesty gives the word, I, Wan Lei, will go through fire and water for you, serving you with all my heart and soul until my dying breath!"

"Well, very good. You're quite a smart person. If you perform well in the future, you'll naturally benefit. Now, release your soul defense and hand over half of your soul power."

Jun Han nodded slightly, and the coldness on his face softened a little.

Seeing the chill on Jun Han's body gradually dissipate, Wan Lei Saint was finally relieved.

Although sacrificing half of his soul power was equivalent to losing half his life, for him, it was like losing half his life.

But it's better than being wiped out by Jun Han, right?

As for being Junhan's servant.

Saint Wanlei not only had no objection to this, but also felt very honored.

Do you need to know who Jun Han is?

That is the true number one ruler of heaven and earth!

Back then, countless powerful figures in the Holy Path wanted to carry his shoes, but none of them were qualified.

To be able to become Jun Han's servant is an unparalleled honor.

Thinking of this, Saint Wanlei immediately refined half of his soul power into a gray soul bead and handed it to Jun Han.

Having lost half of his soul power, the face and figure of the Saint of Ten Thousand Thunders became much more transparent.

Jun Han didn't stand on ceremony and directly grasped the soul bead given to him by Wan Lei Saint in his palm.

With a flick of his soul power, Jun Han directly absorbed and refined that powerful and profound soul force.

In no time, Jun Han's figure became exceptionally solid, and his aura became several times stronger than before.

Only after his soul was completely repaired did Jun Han, who was lying on the bed outside, suddenly open his eyes.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar room, his previously dazed gaze became unusually deep and sharp: "Ten thousand years! A full ten thousand years!"

"Divine Realm, Heavenly Dao, I, Jun Han, have returned!"

A sharp aura emanated from Jun Han, and his cultivation level, which was originally close to zero, was rising rapidly.

Body Tempering Realm, Yuan Condensation Realm, Core Formation Realm...

Jun Han's cultivation only came to a complete halt at the fourth level of the nine realms of martial arts, the Spirit Platform Realm.

On the Tianyun Continent, cultivation levels are strictly divided into nine realms, from lowest to highest.

They are respectively: Body Tempering, Yuan Condensation, Pill Formation, Spiritual Platform, Nascent Soul, Imperial Field, Yin and Yang, Nirvana, and Martial Emperor.

Above the Martial Emperor lies the realm of the Saintly Path, which transcends the martial arts.

The Nine Realms of Martial Arts, each of which is further subdivided into nine levels.

In the Hanwu Kingdom where Jun Han is currently located, the Lingtai Realm is already considered a powerful figure. Reaching the Lingtai Realm at the age of thirty can be called a genius!

But now, with the help of the incomplete power of soul repair, Jun Han directly broke through to the Spirit Platform Realm, which was originally close to zero!

You know, he's only sixteen years old in this life!

If word got out that a sixteen-year-old had reached the Spirit Platform Realm, the entire Hanwu Kingdom would probably be in an uproar.

Jun Han got out of bed, clenched his fists, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips: "As expected of the Supreme Body of Gods and Demons, it can actually achieve such a high degree of compatibility with my soul power."

Barring unforeseen circumstances, based on my experience and knowledge from my previous life, I believe I can return to my peak strength within a century.

Looking at his own body, Jun Han was quite satisfied.

He only discovered this three months ago when part of his soul had been repaired.

In this life, I inexplicably obtained the legendary mysterious physique that had disappeared for 100,000 years—the Supreme God-Demon Physique.

Legend has it that this Divine Demon Supreme Body can simultaneously fuse demonic power and divine power, making it a mysterious and powerful special battle body.

Because they were not tolerated by gods and demons, they disappeared for a full 100,000 years.

Even Jun Han had longed for this kind of physique for a long time.

But he never expected that he would turn misfortune into blessing and inexplicably gain this legendary powerful physique.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on the completion of soul restoration!"

Just as Jun Han felt a surge of joy, the Saint of Ten Thousand Thunders emerged directly from Jun Han's body.

A figure, appearing and disappearing intermittently, offered congratulations from the sidelines.

Although the possession attempt failed, half of his soul was lost.

But Saint Wanlei believed that as long as he could stay by Jun Han's side, he would surely receive a thousandfold or even ten thousandfold reward.

Therefore, he is now doing everything he can to flatter Jun Han.

Jun Han naturally knew what Wan Lei Saint was thinking.

Although he disliked these sycophants, he still needed Wanlei Saint's help with some things for the time being.

Therefore, it wasn't overly cold or serious.

He simply nodded slightly and said calmly, "I still have many things to take care of, so please wait here for now. Also, you don't need to call me Heavenly Emperor anymore. Heavenly Emperor Jun Han is a thing of the past."

He has already fallen at the hands of Heaven and the gods.

And me now.

This is the new me.

You may call me Young Master Jun.

"Yes, sir."

Saint Wanlei clasped his hands and nodded respectfully in response.

.......

After a brief conversation, Jun Han got up and left the room, heading straight for the council hall of the Prince's Mansion.

Although his body had been dormant for the past three months.

But he remained conscious.

So, a few days ago, when Jun Mingyue came to him crying and complaining about how the elders of the Prince's Mansion were forcing her to marry that scumbag Zhao Wuyan, he heard it all clearly.

If he hadn't been at a critical moment in his soul's restoration, he would have already stood up and killed all those who were forcing his younger sister with a single palm strike!

He vaguely remembered that the day they got engaged was today!

So the first thing he did after regaining consciousness was to stop this ridiculous engagement!