Legend of the Asura Emperor

A gust of wind swept by, swirling up the withered leaves on the ground, making a rustling sound.

In a quaint little house at the entrance of the cemetery, an elderly man dressed in a blue robe is meditating with his eyes closed.

This old man in the green robe was none other than Jun Qiuyang, the former Grand Elder of the Prince's Mansion.

Since being dismissed by Jun Han during the day, he has been staying here to cultivate.

Although he didn't make any noise, he had long wanted to tear Jun Han to pieces!

dong dong dong~~~

Just as he closed his eyes to cultivate, a crisp knock sounded at the door, causing him to open his cloudy eyes: "Come in!"

After uttering that single word, the door to the room was pushed open by a young man dressed in a blue shirt.

"grandfather!"

Upon entering the room, the young man in blue respectfully clasped his hands in greeting.

Upon seeing the young man in blue, Jun Qiuyang's previously gloomy mood eased considerably: "Wei'er, how's the matter I asked you to handle?"

It turned out that the young man in blue was none other than Jun Wei, the only grandson of Jun Qiuyang. At this moment, in the Prince's mansion, only his blood relatives and confidants obeyed his orders.

Junwei said in a deep voice, "Grandpa, don't worry. I have personally told the Earth Dragon Gate about Zhao Wuyan being killed by Jun Han. I believe that soon, the Earth Dragon Gate Master will come to kill Jun Han and take revenge!"

"Then the Prince's Mansion will still be ours!"

Jun Qiuyang nodded in satisfaction, then revealed a sinister sneer: "Heh, all of this is Jun Han's own doing! If he hadn't offended me, we could have lived in peace."

But now, don't blame me for being ruthless!

Jun Qiuyang's gloomy smile sent chills down one's spine.

Before the laughter subsided, Jun Qiuyang gestured for Jun Wei to leave: "You should leave now. Before things are done, we should keep a low profile and not let that little beast Jun Han discover anything, otherwise everything will be in vain."

"Yes!"

Junwei immediately clasped his hands in farewell and left, closing the door behind him.

Once again, only Jun Qiuyang remained in the room, fantasizing about Jun Han dying in front of him and him regaining control of the Prince's Mansion.

Boom boom boom!

But just as he was imagining all sorts of scenarios, the door he had just closed was knocked on again.

"Didn't I tell you to step down? What is it now?"

Jun Qiuyang's reverie was interrupted by the knocking on the door, and he began to scold him in an annoyed manner.

But before he could finish the last word, his door was kicked open.

Immediately, a figure drifted into the room and stood in front of Jun Qiuyang. His robes fluttered without wind, and his chilling aura was imposing without anger.

This figure was none other than Jun Han!

"Jun...Jun Han? What do you want to do?"

Upon seeing the person before him, Jun Qiuyang, who had been making plans, instantly changed his expression, and his aged body trembled involuntarily.

Jun Han looked down at Jun Qiuyang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "What do you want to do? If you don't want anyone to know, then don't do it in the first place!"

Your betrayal of your master for personal gain is a capital offense! I spared your life because of your many years of service to the Prince's Mansion!

I never expected you to be so unrepentant, even sending Junwei to the Earth Dragon Gate to try and kill me! It's truly hateful!

As he spoke, a chilling killing intent spread throughout the room.

Hearing Jun Han's question, Jun Qiuyang's face also flashed with anger. He flipped over and stood up, saying, "That's right, so what if I want to kill you? Do you think you can kill me in a one-on-one fight?"

Jun Qiuyang knew that although Jun Han was very strong, at least able to exert the power of the fourth or even fifth level of the Spirit Platform Realm, he was still a fifth level expert of the Spirit Platform Realm. Even if he couldn't defeat Jun Han, he wouldn't lose to Jun Han.

Now that his scheme has been exposed, he has nothing left to hide.

In an instant, the entire small house began to shake.

It seemed that the mere presence of the two could tear the entire hut apart.

Jun Han's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in an icy voice, "You're courting death! Fine, I never intended to let you go anyway. Prepare to die!"

As the last word fell, Jun Han's aura erupted instantly, and his powerful pressure shattered Jun Qiuyang's momentum.

At this moment, feeling Jun Han's terrifying pressure, Jun Qiuyang regretted it!

Because he clearly sensed the pressure emanating from Jun Han, which was far beyond what a mere third-level Spirit Platform Realm cultivator could possess.

"This oppressive aura... seventh level of the Spirit Platform Realm?"

Jun Qiuyang stared in disbelief, his mouth so big it could fit a soccer ball!

If Jun Han reached the third level of the Spirit Platform Realm at the age of sixteen, he could still try his best to accept it rationally.

A sixteen-year-old expert at the seventh level of the Spirit Platform Realm was enough to drive him completely mad!

Seventh level of the Spirit Platform Realm!

Although both are at the Spirit Platform Realm, once a cultivator progresses from the sixth to the seventh level of the Spirit Platform Realm, the vital energy within their body will gradually condense to its extreme, and the strength they can unleash will far surpass all previous levels!

For this reason, the seventh level of the Spirit Platform Realm is an important watershed in the Spirit Platform Realm.

As long as a cultivator can successfully advance from the sixth level of the Spirit Platform Realm to the seventh level, they can be considered a true powerhouse in the entire Hanwu Kingdom!

Many people spend their entire lives without ever taking this step!

But Jun Han, a boy who was only sixteen years old, actually took this step directly!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! The seventh level of the Spirit Platform Realm is incredibly powerful, how could you possibly have reached this stage?"

Even without Jun Han making a move, Jun Qiuyang had already begun to go berserk in the face of this powerful pressure from the seventh level of the Spirit Platform Realm!

"Whether you believe it or not, I am indeed at the seventh level of the Spirit Platform Realm right now. If you want to die a quick death, then end it yourself. Otherwise, if I make a move, I can't guarantee that you will have a whole corpse."

Jun Han's eyes narrowed slightly; he had already delivered his final verdict.

Upon hearing Jun Han's chilling final words, Jun Qiuyang knew he was truly doomed!

Even if he were to die, he would never believe that Jun Han was already a powerful expert at the seventh level of the Spirit Platform Realm!

"Jun Han, although I will die first, I believe you will soon come down to join me! Even if you are a true seventh-level Spirit Platform Realm expert, you are absolutely no match for the Earth Dragon Sect Master!"

Jun Qiuyang gritted his teeth, took out a silver longsword, and held it directly to his throat.

With just a light stab, he would die completely.

"Don't worry, even if the world is destroyed, I will still live on. A mere Earth Dragon Sect Master can't do anything to me."

Jun Han smiled disdainfully. Since Jun Qiuyang had already chosen to commit suicide, he was spared the trouble of doing it himself.

"Your arrogance will make you die a horrible death!"

After Jun Qiuyang forced out these words, he forced them out.

He gripped the long knife tightly with both hands, seemingly preparing to commit suicide.

But just as the long blade was about to touch his throat, a cunning glint flashed in Jun Qiuyang's eyes.

The long knife that was originally aimed at his own throat suddenly changed direction!

He slashed down at Jun Han head-on!