Chapter 146: Charm·Dragon Soul Unity! I Am the Heavenly Demon, Unafraid of a Lone Soul!

Jiang Boyue!

Su Ming shouted angrily, and the jet‑black Soul Dagger pointed straight at the rust‑spotted green‑sinking spear.

Do you really think you're reviving the Han court?

It's just using these countless loyal souls as offerings, food for that evil thing!

And you won't stop!

However.

Jiang Wei merely lifted his head slowly.

In those eyes burning with dead ash, not a ripple rose; only the sorrow and resolve of a thousand years of rise and fall were seen.

You brat, you even dare to speak recklessly of the Han court's destiny!

His hoarse voice pierced the endless killing aura and wailing.

The Han court's destiny is gone, the loyal souls have nowhere to return!

Chancellor six campaigns to Qishan, stars fall at Wuzhangyuan!

Late Emperor Baidi entrusted the orphan, nursing his hatred at Yong'an Palace!

The green‑sinking spear in his hand jolted violently, its tip pointing far toward the raging blue‑black twin qi still locked in a mad slaughter, resentment surging like waves.

Who will settle their grievances?

Who will avenge Shu Han's grievance?

Who will save the myriad people of the world?

Only by burning all the loyal souls here, lighting Shu Han's last Firewood, can we reopen the Gate of Reviving the Han!

Only then can we comfort the spirits of the Chancellor and the Late Emperor in heaven!

His voice suddenly rose, full of madness.

This is what I, Jiang Boyue, must do!

Buzz—!

The moment the words fell, Jiang Wei's figure evaporated from sight.

In the next instant, the chill of death pressed against his brow!

So fast!

Su Ming's pupils suddenly contracted, and the Fate Pocketwatch's warning filled to the brim!

He clearly saw that cold glint tearing through space toward him!

Damn!

Su Ming roared, swinging his head sharply to the side!

Pfft!

The green‑sinking spear brushed past his cheek.

The terrifying spear wind left a bloodstain directly on his face!

Sss!

Severe pain struck, Su Ming recoiled in horror, distancing himself from Jiang Wei.

He recalled the historical records—

When the Chancellor first went to Qishan, the over‑seventy‑year‑old Zhao Zilong could still cut down five generals in front of the formation, his bravery unmatched!

Yet that ever‑victorious General, after confronting the then‑young Jiang Wei, returned to camp, lavishly praising his spear technique, a rarity in his life!

Anyone whose spear technique is personally praised by Zhao Zilong has entered the Divine Ghost Realm!

You have the Chancellor's aura about you.

Jiang Wei did not pursue, but quietly examined him with those ash‑gray eyes.

You have already seen him.

Having inherited the Chancellor's legacy, you should continue his will, and together with me shed the last drop of blood for this Han court world!

His voice suddenly turned cold.

Rather than here, obstructing my great undertaking to revive the Han—

You are unfit to inherit his mantle!

Great undertaking?

Su Ming smiled.

That smile was supremely sarcastic, blood trickling down his mouth corner, adding a feral hue.

Digging the tomb of the robe‑marsh, devouring the souls of comrades‑in‑arms, the slaughter of hands and feet…

Jiang Boyue, tell me.

Is this reviving the Han, or destroying the Han?!

Boom—!

The final sentence completely ignited the dead ash suppressed for a thousand years in Jiang Wei's heart!

Shut up!!!

A roar shook the earth open, and Jiang Wei's figure evaporated again!

This time, it was no longer a single thrust.

Spear shadows rose like a forest, dense as a wall, and like a torrential downpour, completely engulfed Su Ming.

Each spear shadow contained his lifelong learning, forged on the battlefield as iron‑blooded slaughter.

Moreover, they held the endless resentment and fury that settled after the Nine Northern Expeditions, nine fruitless returns!

Damn! My eyes are about to burst!

Su Ming's pressure spiked instantly.

The countless pieces of equipment on his body could not endure the all‑penetrating gunshadow slaughter and emitted a mournful wail.

Crunch!

Crunch!

Puff!

Su Ming was instantly riddled with a dozen blood holes, blood gushing wildly, turning his whole body into a blood‑man.

Damn it!

He crushed his molars, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

Can't hide any longer!

"Come out!"

With a roar, Su Ming gulped several bottles of Source Blood in succession!

At the same time, a figure tore through space and slowly stepped out.

That face was peerless, skin as pale as snow.

Upon it, countless dark‑purple demonic patterns flickered in and out of sight.

A cascade of violet hair fell like a waterfall.

Atop his head, two curved black‑jade dragon horns pierced the void.

His eyes were heart‑stopping, making anyone stare until they could see no more!

A long black tail ending in a heart shape gently swayed, dripping abyssal demonic liquid that corrodes the earth.

Abyssal Demon Dragon, one of the eighteen Dragon Grades!

Charm grade!

Charm‑Desire Dragon Lady!

Jiang Wei's spear technique paused for the first time.

In those ashen‑gray eyes, a flash of bewilderment and vigilance passed.

What is this?

A hoarse voice carried an unmistakable disgust.

"Brat! How dare you defile the Han court's land with such evil, crooked ways?!"

Su Ming glanced at the Charm and didn't bother to explain.

What he wants is power enough to confront this lonely minister head‑on!

"Merge!"

Su Ming let out a snarling shout.

Charm·Dragon Soul Fusion: the host can merge with the Charm‑Desire Dragon Lady! After merging, appearance changes, becomes immune to all mental control below high‑grade, and all attribute abilities are enhanced (the enhancement magnitude relates to the strength of the Charm grade itself)!

The Charm's violet vortex eyes gazed at Su Ming, its mouth curling into an extremely otherworldly smile.

It then transformed into a violet streak of light, crashing into Su Ming's body!

An ultimate sense of comfort and decadence swept over Su Ming's entire body.

His body began to undergo a dramatic transformation!

Countless intricate, bizarre black dragon patterns surfaced on his skin!

Both eyes were stained with an otherworldly violet!

Behind him, a pair of black dragon wings made of pure abyssal energy suddenly unfurled!

Reason, madness, brutality, enchantment…

Breath surged wildly!

Mortal?

No!

Now he is a Heavenly Demon who rides the abyss and walks among mortals!

Huh…

Su Ming slowly exhaled a puff of foul air, his pair of otherworldly violet eyes colliding with Jiang Wei's ashen‑gray eyes!

His voice, deep as an abyss, carried the otherworldly nature of the Charm and his own ferocity.

"You think you're overturning destiny to revive the Han, but you're actually defiling the will of the Marquis of Wu and betraying the Late Emperor's expectations!"

"If the Late Emperor and the Chancellor saw you using those war‑dead robes as fuel, they'd surely die without a peaceful death!"

"What you seek has never been the revival of the Han court, only a grandiose excuse for your own obsession and incompetence!"

Su Ming stepped forward.

The black dragon wings flapped thunderously, stirring up a sky‑full of murderous aura.

In his otherworldly violet eyes, murderous intent was fully exposed.

"Since you remain obstinate, I, this Heavenly Demon, will personally shatter your laughable solitary soul's obsession!"

"I'll send you to the depths to kowtow and admit fault to those loyal souls you implicated!"

I am the Heavenly Demon; what fear have I of solitary souls!

His form surged violently!

Clang——!!!