Chapter 442: The Ice Emperor's First Battle Outside the Realm

Xiao Han and the other entered the room upstairs, and the first thing that met their eyes was Lao Lan's figure rummaging through a pile of Scrolls.

"Found it."

No sooner had Lao Lan finished speaking than a black Scroll was tossed toward Xiao Han and the other.

"This is the thing you need."

Lao Lan leaned back in his chair, sipped his tea unhurriedly, and let his deep gaze fall upon the two of them, with an expression that was hard to tell if it was teasing or something else.

"This world..."

"Juniors like you who worry about the situation in the Da Qian World are becoming increasingly rare."

In the Da Qian World, even though there is no shortage of Heavenly Sovereign level powerhouses, those truly willing to risk their lives against the Outer Realm Evil Clan are extremely rare.

Especially since Heavenly Sovereign powerhouses have lifespans of hundreds of thousands of years and hold the highest authority in the Da Qian World, it is difficult for them to possess the resolve to sacrifice everything, and they are often unwilling to even shoulder the slightest bit of trouble.

People like Xiao Han and the Ice Emperor, who go out of their way to seek it, are truly rare.

"Lan Laotou, no need to mock us; it's just a matter of seizing some territory."

After reading the contents of the Scroll, Xiao Han shifted his attention to Lao Lan and said nonchalantly.

Upon hearing this, Lan Laotou chuckled instead.

"Seizing territory is good!"

"If all the powerhouses in the Da Qian World were to seize territory from the Outer Realm Evil Clan, this old man would truly be overjoyed."

In itself, this war is a process of the Da Qian World and the Outer Realm Evil Clan fighting over territory.

"This is the Demon-Slaying Order and the Guest Elder Order of the Da Qian Palace. The one behind you should take them; just drip a drop of blood to bind them."

The Ice Emperor expressionlessly caught the two streaks of light shot from the old man's sleeves, toyed with them in his hand for a moment, and then tucked them away.

"Originally, this old man was still racking his brain over who would take this mission."

"It just so happens you kid came over, so I'll leave it to you. Are you doing it or not?"

A withered palm pressed against a corner of the counter, and a screen of light appeared before the three of them; the shocking blood-red mark at the top instantly caught the eyes of Xiao Han and the Ice Emperor.

"One million miles deep into the Sheng Yuan Continent, suspected presence of a Ghost Demon Emperor of the Blood Demon Clan."

Elder Lan's grave voice reached their ears.

"This intelligence comes from three days ago and was obtained by an elite squad from my Da Qian Palace; there is at least an eighty percent certainty."

"Originally, this old man was worried about having no one to use, but you two joining forces should be no problem, right?"

He looked at the two of them with a smile.

"The minimum objective is to find out why the Ghost Demon Emperor has appeared on the front lines."

Although his tone was filled with confidence, Lan Laotou was still somewhat hesitant; the Blood Demon Clan is one of the Sanshier Dazhu of the Outer Realm Evil Clan, and their strength is not something an ordinary Demon Emperor can compare to.

Furthermore, one million miles deep into the Sheng Yuan Continent is already considered the true front line of the war, and the danger factor skyrockets; whether the other party is willing is another matter entirely.

If it weren't for the severe shortage of resident powerhouses in the Da Qian Pavilion due to recent personnel deployments, he wouldn't have invited Xiao Han and the other to take action.

However, to Lan Laotou's surprise, Xiao Han and the other looked at each other and smiled, and then...

"Is it okay to kill it?"

The one who spoke was the Ice Emperor, who had been taciturn since entering the Da Qian Pavilion; at this moment, he had shed his deep, reserved exterior, and his eyes were flickering with excitement.

"Of course, it would be best if you could do that, Excellency."

Lan Laotou was stunned for only a moment before he answered with a chuckle.

As the words fell, the Ice Emperor's figure vanished from the Da Qian Pavilion.

"Aren't you going to help?"

Lan Laotou looked at Xiao Han, who was calmly drinking tea, with a dumbfounded expression.

"Rest assured, it's just a mere Ghost Demon Emperor; it's a piece of cake for him."

To put Lan Laotou at ease, Xiao Han let out another piece of information.

"Below Saint Grade, it is impossible for anyone to stop him."

Hearing this, Lan Laotou gasped inwardly; he figured only this guy could speak so lightly about escaping while crossing two levels of cultivation.

On second thought, birds of a feather flock together; the guy who can hang out with such a freak is clearly no ordinary person.

Five days later, the Ice Emperor, who was not an ordinary person in Lan Laotou's words.

Feeling the sinister Evil Qi surrounding his body, he frowned slightly, then carefully sensed his surroundings; this place was already deep within the Outer Realm Battlefield, and out of respect, it was better for him to be more restrained, so a white shadow began to gallop across the vast, boundless plain.

Above the front-line camp of the Outer Realm Evil Clan, the Blood Ghost Demon Emperor stared down at the camp below with a pair of scarlet eyes, the blood beneath his knotted muscles surging like a tide.

As a vanguard camp, a place where cannon fodder gathers, it did not require a presence of his level to guard it, but since that group of food from the Da Qian World had been restless lately, they had no choice but to drag a noble Demon Emperor-level powerhouse like him out to hold the line.

However, he preferred battles with the powerhouses of the Da Qian World—tearing them apart and drinking the blood that represented victory to achieve his supreme fame as the Blood Ghost Demon Emperor.

As an Evil Clan Demon Emperor with professional ethics, although the Blood Ghost Demon Emperor was dissatisfied with this assignment, which was akin to being exiled, he still did his best to complete the mission.

Just as the Blood Ghost Demon Emperor was preparing to relax his mind slightly, his expression suddenly changed, and the premonition formed over long years of life-and-death struggles frantically sent out warning signals.

"Blood Demon Cocoon!"

Intense blood energy suddenly surged out, condensing into a thick, giant cocoon around his body.

"Bang!"

A palm containing fierce cold energy struck the blood cocoon without any mercy; in just an instant, the seemingly indestructible blood cocoon shattered inch by inch, and spiderweb-like cracks quickly covered the entire cocoon.

"Boom!"

That palm curled slightly and struck down again; a streak of blood-colored light flew backward and smashed heavily into the scarlet earth soaked in blood below.

"To be able to detect my sneak attack, your strength as a Ghost Demon Emperor is indeed qualified."

When the Blood Ghost Demon Emperor crawled out of the blood cocoon in a sorry state, with blood flowing down his body like a stream, he looked up at the indifferent young man in white, and his already red eyes became even more scarlet, burning with the flames of anger.

"Xue Mo Jian!"

In a fit of rage, Ghost Demon Emperor let out a roar, a blood-colored halberd gripped in his hand, tearing through space with a casual swipe.

"Xueying San Zhong Ji!"

A scarlet stream of light shot out toward Ice Emperor above.

"Hmm?"

The fierce, biting wind lashed against Ice Emperor's face, but the latter's expression remained unchanged as he lightly raised a hand and suddenly clenched it.

A massive Spirit Power palm instantly seized the blood-colored halberd, which was swirling with evil winds.

Amidst Ghost Demon Emperor's look of utter horror, Ice Emperor flicked his sleeve, and the Xue Mo Jian shattered into a sky full of debris like an egg.

"The gap in strength cannot be made up for by mere anger."

Ice Emperor's mocking words escaped his lips.

Following this, a palm descended, fiercely slapping that dumbfounded face...

When the experts of the Outer Realm Evil Clan in the camp gathered and arrived, they all looked on in shock as their Lord Ghost Demon Emperor, whom they revered as a god, was being batted back and forth like a ball by a mysterious expert.

"Hmm..." Seeing the figures stirring below, Ice Emperor knew it was time to leave; his figure flashed, appearing behind the unconscious Ghost Demon Emperor, a sword as white and lustrous as jade condensing in his palm, ready to deliver a fatal blow to send the opponent on his way.

The next instant, a sudden change occurred!

"Hahaha... let's die together!"

Ghost Demon Emperor suddenly turned around, grinning hideously as he grabbed Ice Emperor's arm tightly, his entire body swelling like a balloon, with even his blood vessels clearly visible; it was clear he intended to self-destruct and drag Ice Emperor down with him.

The massive gap in strength had allowed Ghost Demon Emperor to recognize reality early on; even if he used all his might, he was no match for the person before him.

However, it was absolutely impossible for him to surrender and close his eyes to wait for death, and finally...

He had seized the opportunity!

To be caught in the self-destruction of a Heavenly Sovereign-level expert—even if one were a level higher, it would be impossible to escape unscathed.

Ghost Demon Emperor could already imagine the panicked expression of this mysterious expert before him.

To this, the latter's expression remained indifferent, allowing the opponent to grab him without offering the slightest resistance.

"Boom!"

Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, the bodies of both Ghost Demon Emperor and Ice Emperor were reduced to countless fragments, scattering across the Evil Clan camp; also turned to dust were a large number of the weak Outer Realm Evil Clan army, none spared by the self-destruction.

"Cough, cough, cough~"

A few minutes later, the few powerful individuals in the camp crawled out of the ruins, looking at the tragic scene before them with vacant eyes.

"Lord... has fallen?"

A murmur rose in the camp, and before the grief of the Outer Realm Evil Clan experts could spread, a cold voice instantly plunged them into an ice cellar.

"Rest assured, I will send you all on your way to accompany him."

The mysterious expert who should have been blown to powder appeared before everyone, completely unscathed, an ice-blue ball of light the size of a human head condensing in his palm.

"Whoosh!"

The ball of light left his hand, tracing a graceful arc as it landed within the ruins of the camp.

(End of chapter)