Chapter 218: Fang Han Battles the Heavenly Demon Prince, Stunning Reversal: Beaten Like a Dog, Heroic Dream Shattered

If the most outstanding prodigy among the Zui Clan is the Heavenly Demon Prince,

then among the Great Yin Imperial Dynasty, the most outstanding prodigy is this suddenly risen Sixteenth Prince, Fang Han.

The Heavenly Demon Prince had heard of Fang Han's deeds.

He was originally the famous foolish prince of the Great Yin Imperial Dynasty, but in recent battles, he rose completely, becoming one of the top young talents of the Great Yin Imperial Dynasty.

And now, with Fang Han's casual strike that sent Princess Yecha flying, the Heavenly Demon Prince took notice.

"Ying'er, are you alright?" Fang Han asked with concern.

"I'm fine, thank you," Jun Ying'er said.

Hearing Jun Ying'er's words, Fang Han felt as sweet as if he'd swallowed honey, extremely proud.

But this wasn't enough—this kind of performance meant nothing.

He had to defeat the Heavenly Demon Prince to leave a true impression on Jun Ying'er.

"You're that Fang Han who rose recently?" The Heavenly Demon Prince's eyes held a faint hint of mockery.

He wasn't afraid of Jun Xiaoyao from the Immortal Realm, let alone this terrestrial native prodigy.

"Heavenly Demon Prince, no more talk—today this prince will crush you!"

Eager to prove himself, Fang Han spoke no more and struck immediately.

His palms shifted, transforming into the shapes of sun and moon, crushing all things beneath them.

"Not bad," the Heavenly Demon Prince's expression grew slightly serious.

One possessed the bloodline of an ancestral demon god, the other was the destined hero of the Qianlong Continent.

Neither could be called weak.

The Heavenly Demon Prince's blood surged violently, his hand shooting out to form a massive crimson palm imprint that descended like a skyfall.

The two immediately clashed.

BOOM!

The sound of magical power exploding rang continuously.

The shockwaves were so intense that even some elder experts felt a flicker of alarm.

"So strong…"

The princes and princesses who had mocked Fang Han earlier stared, jaws slack, mouths wide enough to swallow an egg.

They hadn't expected Fang Han, when fully unleashed, to possess such formidable power.

Even Jun Ying'er's moist, beautiful eyes held a trace of surprise.

Her strength, in the mortal realm, was already absolute among the elite.

Yet this Fang Han, once called a waste, had now become stronger than her.

This left Jun Ying'er utterly baffled.

Still, watching Fang Han's battle with the Heavenly Demon Prince, she found herself slightly altering her view of him.

Though this figure still fell far short of the ethereal, universe-subduing hero she imagined—white robes fluttering, commanding all.

It didn't prevent Jun Ying'er from improving her impression of him slightly.

Of course, this change still had nothing to do with romantic feelings.

Jun Ying'er was not a girl who fell in love at first sight.

Only someone who could utterly conquer her would earn her heart.

But in this mortal realm, such a person probably didn't exist, did he?

Meanwhile, as Fang Han fought, he felt a deep sense of exhilaration.

His former mocking brothers and sisters were now stunned, looking at him with new eyes.

The Great Yin Emperor, who had once ignored him, now looked at him with great satisfaction.

Of course, what delighted Fang Han most was Jun Ying'er.

The way she looked at him—her eyes shimmered with a faint glimmer.

Even that single glimmer was enough to make Fang Han ecstatic.

"Perfect—next, I'll strike unexpectedly and kill this Heavenly Demon Prince, boosting morale…" Fang Han narrowed his eyes.

He had a plan.

BAM!

After a clash, the Heavenly Demon Prince seemed to expose an opening.

"Perfect chance!"

Fang Han's gaze sharpened instantly.

"Sun and Moon in Unison!"

As his hands shifted, sun and moon merged into a Taiji, emerging from his palms, radiating boundless light with overwhelming power.

It was an ultimate technique he obtained from the Divine Sacrifice Edict, incredibly potent.

"Heavenly Demon Prince, die!"

Fang Han slammed toward the Heavenly Demon Prince, his face lit with triumphant delight.

He already saw himself defeating the Heavenly Demon Prince, hailed as a hero.

Jun Ying'er would be utterly awed by his heroic stature.

Yet…

Fang Han suddenly noticed a flicker of mockery in the Heavenly Demon Prince's eyes.

"How foolish—you really think this can kill me?"

The Heavenly Demon Prince activated his demon god bloodline.

With a thunderous roar, his blood surged like a tidal wave.

A faint, blurred crimson demon god phantom appeared behind him.

"Heavenly Demon Shatter-Void Claw!"

The Heavenly Demon Prince lashed out—his demon god phantom extended a massive crimson claw.

The claw tore through space, leaving behind jagged black rifts.

Under this overwhelming assault, Fang Han's Sun and Moon in Unison technique was instantly ripped apart.

SPLAT!

Fang Han's robes were shredded in half, a massive crimson claw mark gashed across his chest—he spat blood violently, flying backward and crashing hard onto the ground.

Silence…

This reversal stunned everyone.

Just moments ago, Fang Han had been radiant, unleashing his ultimate strike.

Now, he lay naked, clothes torn, grievously wounded, collapsed like a dead dog.

The contrast was too great—many of the Great Yin Imperial Dynasty's people couldn't process it.

Jun Ying'er quickly turned her gaze away, refusing to look at Fang Han.

And Fang Han?

He was stunned. Dumbfounded. Shell-shocked.

Where was his protagonist aura?

Where was his chance to deliver the killing blow and become the legendary hero in Ying'er's heart?

How had he ended up like this?

Fang Han himself couldn't comprehend it.

Only the searing pain from his bleeding chest wound brought him back to reality.

Fang Han's eyes instantly turned red, veins crawling with blood.

Extreme humiliation flooded his heart.

Being wounded was one thing—but having his clothes torn off completely, exposed like this—it was public execution.

His hero dream shattered completely.

Fang Han scrambled to his feet, changing into a new set of clothes from his space treasure.

"Fang Han, are you alright? Don't push yourself."

Seeing Fang Han dressed again, Jun Ying'er turned back and spoke.

A faint, indescribable disappointment lingered in her heart.

Just now, Fang Han's battle stance against the Heavenly Demon Prince had faintly echoed the image of the legendary hero she dreamed of.

But now, seeing his pitiful state, Jun Ying'er realized she'd simply imagined too much.

Fang Han saw the subtle shift in Jun Ying'er's gaze—his heart burned with rage, his bloodshot eyes locked onto the Heavenly Demon Prince.

"You're the most foolish man I've ever seen—do you really think a little fortune lets you stand against me?" The Heavenly Demon Prince's tone dripped with mockery.

In truth, Fang Han's strength wasn't weak; with the Divine Sacrifice Edict, given time to develop, he could eventually match the Heavenly Demon Prince evenly.

But Fang Han had discovered the Divine Sacrifice Edict too recently.

He hadn't fully developed yet, hence he couldn't defeat the Heavenly Demon Prince.

"Your strength is so pathetic, yet you still dream of being a hero saving the beauty? What an idiot. Jun Ying'er, is this waste your only hope?" The Heavenly Demon Prince struck at his soul.

"No! I don't rely on anyone!" Jun Ying'er's face turned pale.

Hearing this, Fang Han was consumed by shame and fury, his heart swelling with bitterness.

For a man, failing to earn the trust and reliance of the woman he loved was absolute humiliation.

"Hehe, you've got spirit—I like that. This waste can't protect you, so don't blame this prince for crushing the flower."

The Heavenly Demon Prince struck directly, suppressing Xiang Junying!