Asura Mad Emperor

Han Jiuming's complexion was gloomy, like a venomous snake staring at Qinchuan, he bitterly said, "Qinchuan, haven't you been flaunting the might of a Saint to your advantage? Where is the Saint by your side today? Hmph, without a Saint to support you, let's see how you die today, Saint Heir!"

He had already found out in Tianqing City that Ye Xuanji and Zhou Xi had left with people from the Burning Heaven Sect, and naturally assumed that the two had abandoned Qinchuan to defect to the Burning Heaven Sect.

Facing two great Saints, Qinchuan didn't deign to waste his breath on Han Jiuming, but instead, his piercing gaze was fixed on the Saint at the late-stage Peak.

Seeing himself ignored, Han Jiuming burned with rage, but then suppressed his anger and bowed to the Saint before him, saying, "Elder, please take action and capture this thief!"

The Peak Saint was called Han Shan, and he was already acquainted with Sun Hao. At this moment, he clasped his hands and said, "Elder Sun, please spare your wrath. This young man has some grievances with my Jiuli Ghost Sect. Our Sect Leader personally instructed me to capture him and bring him back to the Sect for punishment. Please do me this favor, Elder Sun."

Sun Hao originally thought that the Jiuli Ghost Sect had come to rescue Qinchuan, but after hearing what Han Jiuming said, he understood that the boy had other grievances with the Jiuli Ghost Sect, and they had pursued him to Northern Desolate City to kill him.

However, he was about to obtain the Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifact, and now it seemed it would fly away from him. How could he willingly accept this?

He immediately bowed and said, "Elder Han, this scoundrel sabotaged my Sun Family's plans first and killed the sons of my Sun Family later. I must personally take his life. Why don't you let me personally execute this boy, and then you can take his True Spirit, imprison it for eternity so it may never transcend. In this way, the grievances of both our families can be avenged. What do you think?"

Qinchuan, standing to the side, was aware of Sun Hao's little scheme. He wanted to thunderously take action to suppress Qinchuan himself, to prevent Han Shan from discovering the existence of the Dao Artifact.

However, Qinchuan wouldn't let him have his way. Even a Saint at the Peak would be greatly tempted by the Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifact. At that moment, an idea came to mind—a plan to set the tiger against the wolf.

"Hmph, you old fool, aren't you just coveting the two Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifacts in this young master's hands? If you've got the ability, then come and take them!" As he spoke, Qinchuan's Spring and Autumn Brush emitted countless truths of the Dao, and the power of the Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifact spread out.

Han Shan was taken aback upon hearing this, and only then did he notice the Spring and Autumn Brush in Qinchuan's hand and the Heavenly Metamorphosis Inkstone guarding Chou Wu not far away. Immediately, his eyes blazed with fervor.

Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifacts! They were actually Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifacts.

Han Shan was indeed an Elder of the Jiuli Ghost Sect.

A few days earlier, while training in a secret realm, he suddenly received a message from the Sect, saying that someone had dared to provoke the Saint Heir and trample the Sect's dignity, ordering him to immediately go to Tianqing City to assist the Saint Heir in exterminating this person.

Upon receiving the message, he hurried to Tianqing City without delay. After searching for two days in the city with Han Jiuming without finding Qinchuan, they finally learned that Qinchuan had already left Tianqing City.

Han Shan had no desire to continue the pursuit, but Han Jiuming was adamant about killing Qinchuan and insisted on carrying on. He was persuaded by Han Jiuming's emotional appeals and logical reasons, and finally by the greater good of the Sect, and together they headed for Northern Desolation.

With their superior speed at the Peak of the Holy Realm Late Stage, they quickly caught up with Qinchuan in Northern Desolate City.

He had been somewhat reluctant about this trip to Northern Desolate City, but at the sight of the two Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifacts, his reluctance completely vanished, and he felt fortunate. Explore more stories at My Virtual Library Empire

Although he was half a step into becoming a Great Saint, he had yet to possess a Dao Artifact, not even a Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifact, so how could he not be moved by the Spring and Autumn Brush and Heavenly Metamorphosis Inkstone?

"Fortunately, the Saint Heir strongly advised me, otherwise I would have missed two treasures."

Han Shan's gaze was burning as he looked at the Spring and Autumn Brush in Qinchuan's hand and said loudly, "Boy, hand over the Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifacts in your hands, and I can assure your True Spirit's immortality."

Han Shan was full of confidence, seeing Qinchuan as good as dead, granting his True Spirit immunity from destruction was already a large concession.

Sun Hao grew anxious upon hearing this, the treasure was clearly something he had discovered first, but now he no longer had the means to monopolize it.

He immediately spoke in a low and ingratiating tone, trying to appease, "Elder Han, look, this kid has two Supreme Dao Artifacts in his hands. How about I make a move to suppress this kid, and we each take one Supreme Dao Artifact?"

Han Shan looked at Sun Hao with contempt and thought with disdain, "You, a mere early stage Holy Realm, what right do you have to share the treasure with me?"

He responded indifferently, "Elder Sun, it's not that I am unwilling to share with you, but these two Supreme Dao Artifacts were actually stolen from my Jiuli Ghost Sect by this kid. The Sect Leader is waiting for me to return with the Dao Artifacts to report back!"

Han Jiuming, truly worthy of being a Saint Heir, added shrewdly, "Otherwise, why do you think I and others would chase this thief for thousands of miles?"

When Han Shan and Han Jiuming started lying, they indeed did so with a straight face and steady heartbeat, as if it were all true!

Sun Hao could hardly believe their nonsense. Qinchuan was just a nine-layer Meridian Opening cultivator, how could he possibly steal a Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifact from the Jiuli Ghost Sect.

But he couldn't find a good reason to refute them and could only curse in his mind.

"Shameless old scoundrels, true to the Jiuli Ghost Sect, you really have a knack for spouting nonsense. Why didn't I think of this excuse first, if I had preemptively accused this kid of stealing from my Sun Family's treasures…"

But it was too late for any words now, he could only hold back a great blush, neither advancing nor retreating!

Right at this moment, Qinchuan suddenly spoke up, "Since both of you want the treasure, but since ancient times the capable has possessed it. Why don't you two have a fight first, whoever wins will take these two Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifacts."

Sun Hao's eyes flickered with a sharp light at these words, seemingly considering the feasibility of this suggestion.

Meanwhile, a strong aura erupted from Han Shan, with the momentum of a late-stage Holy Realm peak cultivator gushing out, suppressing the surroundings and causing the gleam in Sun Hao's eyes to dim immediately.

Onlookers watching from a distance sighed as they saw the tense atmosphere building up again.

"This child, facing two great saints without subservience or arrogance, continuously breaking two Great Formations, his future is boundless."

"Such a pity, a once-in-a-generation prodigy is about to fall here."

Han Shan remained indifferent and snorted, "Kid, if I were you, I'd hand over the Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifacts obediently. In the face of absolute strength, any minor scheme is futile."

Having lived for nine lifetimes, Qinchuan had never once not fought above his level; challenging higher levels had become a habit, but he had underestimated the gap between the early Holy Realm stage and the late Holy Realm peak stage, and overestimated Sun Hao's courage.

With the peak Holy Realm aura being emitted by Han Shan, Sun Hao was instantly frightened out of his wits, no longer daring to entertain other thoughts.

Seeing that his plan to set a tiger to fight a wolf had failed, Qinchuan secretly gathered strength, with the Asura Emperor Soul in his mind's sea holding the Divine Cauldron in his left hand, and the supreme Dao Lotus in his right, ready to launch a thunderous strike.

"Both saints joining forces will be difficult to contend with; I must take one of them by surprise for a chance of survival," Qinchuan thought to himself and firmly set his gaze, the Innate Pupils locking onto Sun Hao, resolute in his decision.

Just as he was about to act, a burst of laughter suddenly came from afar.

"Hahaha, truly interesting, two great saints stooping so low as to personally enter the fray for treasure. This is indeed a first, how amusing! How amusing!"