Legend of the Asura Emperor

Everyone felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

This pressure far exceeded the combined pressure of the two Nascent Soul Realm experts, Ye Yin and Ye Kun, from before.

If they still had the courage to watch the battle in front of two Nascent Soul Realm experts, Ye Yin and Ye Kun...

But everyone felt immense fear in the presence of this young man.

"It's actually Young Master Wuying... It seems there's no need to report it. With Young Master Wuying at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, dealing with a half-step Nascent Soul Realm cultivator is as easy as crushing an ant."

Upon seeing Ye Wuying's figure, Wang Hui's heart immediately settled down.

"Everyone retreat! Wan Lei, come up and help me!"

Jun Han did not presume to be arrogant. He immediately dismissed the people from the Prince's Mansion and summoned Wan Lei Saint to come up into the air to assist him.

Once a cultivator reaches the half-step Nascent Soul realm, they are able to remain suspended in mid-air for a considerable period of time.

In order to minimize damage to the Prince's Mansion, Jun Han remained suspended in mid-air during the battle.

Having received Jun Han's order, Wan Lei Saint nodded, then said to Jun Mingyue beside him, "Princess, you should leave quickly!"

This guy is too strong. With our current cultivation levels, we can only hold our own against him for a while at most. If it goes on for too long, we will inevitably be defeated. If you are there, we won't be able to leave safely."

"Sir and Brother Wang, please be careful. I will wait for you at the ancestral land of the Prince's Mansion. That place is very secluded and only the higher-ups of our Prince's Mansion know about it."

Jun Mingyue was aware of the danger at the moment, so she immediately nodded and told Wan Lei Saint where they would be hiding.

Saint Wanlei nodded in acknowledgment, then stepped forward, transforming into a bolt of lightning, and arrived directly beside Jun Han.

Jun Mingyue, who was still in place, immediately ordered everyone to evacuate: "Everyone, listen to my command and retreat to the ancestral land!"

"It's the princess!"

Everyone in the Prince's mansion clasped their hands in obedience and evacuated the area in an orderly manner.

Above mid-air.

The Thunder Saint, whose body was filled with deep blue lightning, suddenly unleashed his full energy as soon as he arrived beside Jun Han.

Sensing the violent lightning-elemental energy emanating from Wan Lei Saint, Ye Wuying's scarlet lips curled slightly: "The first level of the Nascent Soul Realm? I didn't expect that your small Tianchuan County Prince's Mansion would have a cultivator of this level."

"But do you two think you can be my enemy?"

Jun Han's gaze narrowed slightly. He took out the Netherflame Sword he had obtained from He Xiao and pointed it sharply at Ye Wuying. He sneered, "Heh, be your enemy? I think you're mistaken!"

The two of us combined are enough to kill you!

"Wan Lei, make your move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Han's figure shot out, and powerful blood lightning sword energy instantly rained down on Ye Wuying like a storm.

At the same time, Wan Lei Saint's hands also directly condensed deep blue lightning into lightning blades. The powerful and sharp lightning blades complemented Jun Han's blood lightning sword energy, instantly intertwining into a two-colored lightning storm.

The power of the two-colored lightning storm is astonishing. Once intertwined, the terrifying two-colored lightning storm directly destroys the surrounding energy. If a Nascent Soul Realm expert were to directly withstand this attack, he would probably be instantly killed.

Faced with this two-colored lightning storm, Ye Kun, Ye Yin, and Wang Hui all felt a deadly threat.

This enormous two-colored lightning storm, like a devouring monster, directly engulfed Ye Wuying.

"This lightning is quite powerful, it has mastered the lightning element of the Five Elements to the extreme, but it is far from enough to deal with me."

Faced with such a powerful attack, Ye Wuying, who was at the center of the two-colored lightning storm, remained completely still. Moreover, this powerful two-colored lightning storm could not even tear apart Ye Wuying's vital energy!

It should be noted that this was a move formed by Jun Han and Wan Lei Saint using at least 70% of their power. Even if Ye Wuying was a Nascent Soul Realm sixth level cultivator, it would be absolutely impossible for him to deal with it so easily.

That Night Shadow, unperturbed and calm, unleashed a burst of black energy that directly destroyed the dual-colored lightning storm from within!

Seeing this, the Saint of Ten Thousand Thunders also showed endless doubt on his face: "This kid's Yuan Qi is a bit strange. The power of his Yuan Qi actually exceeds the Supreme Thunder Qi emitted by my Supreme Thunder Body. Impossible..."

Jun Han's eyes narrowed, and a rare look of surprise appeared on his face: "If I'm not mistaken, this kid is using the Shadow Qi of the Shadow Demon Clan... But I personally wiped out the Shadow Demon Clan 20,000 years ago. Logically speaking, no one in the Cangyun Realm should be able to use Shadow Qi now. Could this kid be a descendant of those Shadow Demon Clan members who escaped the net?"

"Shadow energy? If that's really the case, it can explain how powerful this kid's energy is."

After Jun Han said that, Wan Lei, who was once a Saintly Dao expert, seemed to recall some things.

"If this were an ordinary sixth-level Nascent Soul cultivator, we could still put up a fight, but if this kid truly possesses Dark Shadow Qi, we're likely to be defeated within ten moves!"

Jun Han's expression was extremely serious, and the Netherflame Sword in his hand was completely enveloped in Yuan Qi.

After their first move was easily countered, Jun Han and Wan Lei Saint stopped taking the initiative and instead tried to buy time for Jun Mingyue to retreat.

After breaking through the dual-colored lightning storm, Ye Wuying's black energy was still churning. With a look of disdain in his eyes, Ye Wuying directly mocked the two: "What? You two are scared after being defeated by just one move?"

He even said it was enough to kill me; now it seems utterly pointless!

Jun Han was not angry at Ye Wuying's taunts. Instead, he sneered and mocked, "You're so proud of yourself for breaking my ordinary move?"

I wonder which backwater kid he came from, haha!

Saint Wanlei also joined in the mocking laughter: "Haha, Young Master Jun, let's let this kid break a few more moves, that'll be enough for him to brag about for a lifetime! Haha!"

Ye Wuying's expression gradually darkened at the two men's mocking banter: "You two flies waiting to be slaughtered are really making a racket! Prepare to die!"

A cold shout rang out, and Ye Wuying's figure vanished instantly. When he reappeared, he was already above the two of them!

A massive black palm print, as heavy as Mount Tai, crashed down upon Jun Han and the Saint of Ten Thousand Thunders.

Under this huge black palm print, the two of them immediately felt a terrifying impact coming towards them. If they were hit by this black palm print, their chances of survival would be slim!

"Wan Lei, use your lightning to defend, I'll break this palm strike!"

Jun Han let out a soft snort, and the vital energy in his body immediately flowed and condensed, becoming annihilation chaos!

"Slaying Sword Technique: Blood Sword Slaughter!"