Legend of the Asura Emperor

Because after the evil spirit arrived deep in the mountains, it immediately transformed into a flowing stream and surrounded a person.

Tall and thin, with pale skin, a purple outer robe with strange runes, long purple hair, and a blood-red cloak that moved without wind.

But most importantly, it was those unforgettable, chillingly bright yellow eyes.

It can be said that the person in front of you is like a human but not quite human; even comparing him to a monster wouldn't be inappropriate.

"Is this guy human or a demon?"

The Thunder Saint's deep voice rang out, and lightning began to swirl around his body.

"He... seems to be saying something." Just then, Jun Han suddenly noticed that the man in front of him was looking down and muttering something, but his voice was too soft to hear.

Murong Ming also noticed this and looked at the man with a puzzled expression. The man's hoarse voice, like the scraping of metal, began to grow louder, and the content of his words made Jun Han and the other two who heard it clearly change their expressions.

"Blood...fresh flesh and blood...eat you...eat you..." The chilling words kept coming out of the man's mouth, making Jun Han and Shen Yiyi shudder. They tilted their heads and the man, who looked like a vengeful ghost, slowly walked towards the three of them.

The moment he released his aura, the surrounding air became even thicker.

"Be careful, this guy... he must be some kind of bloodthirsty monster."

The moment Jun Han finished speaking, a chilling aura swept over him. A pale, withered hand, as thin as a dead tree, reached out to grab Jun Han without him even noticing. The man's figure was already right in front of Jun Han without him even realizing it.

"Damn it." Shocked, Jun Han unleashed his power and simultaneously shifted his position, while a blood-red longsword materialized in his hand.

But as soon as Jun Han took a step, the man's hand immediately turned, and at the instant Jun Han's blood-red longsword condensed, the man's left hand had already grasped Jun Han's right wrist.

Having his hand restrained just before he could draw his sword was unprecedented; this was the first time Jun Han had ever encountered such a situation.

The moment his right wrist was grabbed, the terrifyingly cold aura immediately rendered Jun Han unable to move, as if he had been frozen in place.

Although there were no symptoms of freezing on his body, the moment Jun Han's wrist was grasped, a strong and cold aura flowed through his body, making him feel as if he were frozen inside a block of ice. Not only his body, but the flow of Jun Han's vital energy also slowed down in an instant.

Even more terrifying is that even the Heaven-Defying Creation Technique cannot immediately refine these cold and sinister auras.

No, it should be said that Jun Han was frozen immediately, largely due to the Heaven-Defying Creation Technique.

When the Heaven-Defying Creation Technique came into contact with the primordial energy, it automatically activated to absorb it. The absorbed primordial energy was extremely cold, making Jun Han unable to move. If the Heaven-Defying Creation Technique hadn't been stopped in time, Jun Han would have frozen himself to death without the other party having to do anything.

"Blood...flesh..." With a greedy look in his eyes, the man swung his right hand at Jun Han with such speed that only a white mist could be seen.

The next moment, with a 'whoosh', a deep wound was torn open on Jun Han's chest, and blood splattered everywhere. The man grinned and put his blood-covered right hand to his mouth, greedily sucking the blood from Jun Han that was on it.

Upon seeing this, Jun Han tried to struggle free, but he was unable to move.

"Drink, Heavenly Thunder Seal!"

At that moment, Wan Lei immediately made his move, and a blue lightning palm print suddenly descended from the sky, landing directly on the man.

The immense power of the lightning forced the man to release his grip, and as soon as he did, Jun Han felt his stiff body relax slightly.

With a burst of power, despite Jun Han's gritted teeth and struggle, the next moment Xiao retreated as quickly as an eel.

"Young Master Jun, are you alright?" Seeing the bloodstain on Jun Han's chest, Saint Wan Lei asked with concern.

That palm strike was the strongest martial skill he could unleash at that moment. Even a Nascent Soul Realm expert at the fourth or fifth level would be killed if they weren't careful!

"It's alright. From my observation, this guy should be some kind of mutated monster. He's quite powerful, but probably not as strong as Ye Wuying. And he has a strange icy aura on his body. Although it's extremely cold, it can be absorbed by my Heaven-Defying Creation Technique. That's quite strange." The man licked the blood off his hands while coldly looking at Jun Han and the other two.

Jun Han found it strange because, generally speaking, once the primordial energy of heaven and earth is refined by a cultivator or a demon beast, it will be imprinted with a person's aura. This imprinted primordial energy cannot be absorbed, and even the Heaven-Defying Creation Technique cannot achieve this.

But now, Jun Han is able to directly absorb the monster's icy energy, which is why he finds it quite strange.

"If I can kill this guy and slowly absorb his energy, my cultivation might break through to the first or second level of the Nascent Soul Realm, or even the third level."

When their eyes met, Jun Han also revealed a greedy look.

At this moment, what he needs most is pure and refined primordial energy.

However, the aura emanating from the man before them was still so overwhelming that the three of them felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them.

"Be careful, don't let him grab you, otherwise you'll be completely immobilized and at his mercy." With a swift movement, Jun Han had already unleashed at least ten blood-red sword lights. With his Yuan Qi perception fully activated, Jun Han clearly observed the man's Yuan Qi flow. With just a slight movement, Jun Han immediately moved as well.

Sure enough, just as Jun Han's sword light flashed out, the man also ran headfirst into the sword light.

'Ta-da!'

The continuous metallic clang echoed as the man easily blocked Jun Han's incredibly fast, blood-red sword light with his claws, which were harder than metal. Without stopping, the man had already reached Jun Han's face, and Jun Han could even smell the thick, bloody stench emanating from his mouth.

With a gritted tooth, Jun Han unleashed a clear, resounding burst of blood-red sword energy, which then slashed directly at the man, radiating a golden-red glow.

The fierce sword light, carrying an unstoppable momentum, swept straight towards the man in front of him. That aura even overwhelmed the powerful pressure released by the man. Sensing the danger of this sword, the man, disregarding his hands that were holding Jun Han, turned around and, with his fingers interlaced, forcefully blocked Jun Han's sword strike.