Chapter 139

The Earth Bear Emperor nodded heavily, but before he could say anything more.

Su Han looked thoughtful, smiling warmly as he gazed at the Earth Bear Emperor.

"Then I'd like to ask—could that Emperor of the Dream Fiend race accomplish something like this?"

As the words fell, Su Han snapped his fingers with a sharp click.

The old Snake Emperor, still not fully healed, and the Black-Plated Dragon Emperor both roared in fury, then, ignoring Su Han standing just inches away, lunged at each other in a deadly clash.

Truly, every strike was meant to kill.

"Kill you! Human Great Master!"

"It's been so long since I tasted the fine flesh of a Human Great Master! Regret it! Regret siding against our Beast Bloodline!"

"Your skull will become my precious treasure!"

The Black-Plated Dragon Emperor roared, biting down hard on the old Snake Emperor’s vital spot, tearing viciously; blood splattered everywhere.

"Avenge our young Emperor! This is only the beginning—I’ll kill you! You dared destroy our race’s hope? Then I’ll destroy your entire kind!"

The old Snake Emperor let out a desperate, sobbing howl, then bit back fiercely into the Black-Plated Dragon Emperor’s eye.

Instantly, the dragon emperor’s left eyeball exploded in a burst of blood, and the old snake injected massive amounts of poison directly into the dragon’s brain through the shattered socket.

Earth Bear Emperor: "......"

Damn it—what the hell is going on? After realizing, the Earth Bear Emperor nearly wet himself.

Two Great Masters at the peak level, destroying each other, treating one another as enemies.

Even if you were bewitched, didn’t you feel something wrong when fighting? This tiny body of Su Han—could you really fight him like this, smashing brains out like you two did? Didn’t you sense even the slightest anomaly? Are you all idiots? "How does my illusion compare to that of the Dream Fiend Emperor?"

Su Han chuckled silently, staring at the Earth Bear Emperor.

He now appeared calm and composed, utterly unlike his earlier domineering, godlike ferocity—instead, he resembled a refined scholar.

Or perhaps a lazy nobleman.

Earth Bear Emperor: "......"

If the Dream Fiend Emperor’s illusions were this powerful...

He’d have already conquered all Emperor-level opponents.

The Earth Bear Emperor’s eyes bulged, growling low in anguish.

"The old Snake Emperor betrayed me! The old Snake Emperor betrayed me!"

Without hesitation, he severed his own energy flow, attempting to flee back into the Underworld Realm.

What’s the point of fighting? This guy used an illusion, and we’re already beating each other to death!

The Earth Bear Emperor clearly understood.

It was only because Su Han hadn’t cast an illusion on him—otherwise, he’d be no smarter than those two fools over there.

At this point, what’s the point of fighting? Run for your life!

"Can you escape?"

A moment ago, Su Han’s face still wore a gentle, scholarly smile.

In the next instant, it turned as cold as ice.

His Zanpakutō slashed downward, severing part of the Earth Bear Emperor’s spiritual essence.

Only a dull grunt remained.

The Earth Bear Emperor’s form vanished.

What remained behind was merely a human corpse—lifeless.

Clearly… the spirit medium from the Abyss Team.

"Dead? This injury is... mental annihilation."

Su Han narrowed his eyes slightly, scanning the corpse with his Observing Color Battle Aura, then furrowed his brow thoughtfully.

He now had a rough understanding of what had happened.

"First of all... this man has absolutely no power within his body."

"The spirit medium I saw last time also had none."

"In other words, these... spirit mediums are probably just ordinary humans when not channeling spirits. That explains it."

"......Spirit channeling must have rank limitations."

"The entities summoned cannot be too strong compared to the summoner, otherwise not only can they not control the power, but their bodies would explode instantly."

The middle-tier Observing Color Battle Aura read countless details from the corpse of the Abyss Reincarnator.

After grasping the basic principles of how spirit channeling worked, Su Han let out a mocking laugh.

He’d actually thought spirit channeling was a formidable ability.

Now it seemed even calling it a 'useless morsel' would be generous.

Spirit channeling itself must be upgraded gradually—only then can one bear stronger entities.

Given the time spent on that, it would be better to simply cultivate one’s own strength.

Why burden oneself with someone else’s power, becoming nothing more than a vessel?

Is there some kind of masochistic impulse here? Su Han twitched at the corner of his eye.

After a long silence, he finally rubbed his temple, sighed deeply, and spoke with a hint of resignation.

"Truly disappointing..."

But in the next moment, Su Han turned his gaze toward the two beasts still locked in combat, their brains nearly bursting from the violence.

Small

Two terrifying beasts were mercilessly slaughtering each other, treating each other as their mortal enemies.

At this moment, blood rained down.

Moreover, the waters of Gonggong had already severely wounded their bodies beforehand.

Gradually, both of them had reached the brink of death.

The black-armored Dragon Emperor’s powerful dragon tail struck the old Snake Emperor, sending him flying far away into the mountains, crashing deep within, causing mountain after mountain to shatter.

The old Snake Emperor was grievously injured, yet he still struggled fiercely.

He rolled out from the broken mountains.

With a hiss, he slowly and painfully charged toward the black-armored Dragon Emperor, who had also fallen.

His face twisted in ferocity.

“I will make you die! Even if I perish, I’ll drag you with me!”

The old Snake Emperor growled, as though drawing strength from somewhere.

In an instant, he soared upward, wrapping himself tightly around the black-armored Dragon Emperor, squeezing tighter and tighter.

“...I must admit! As a Grand Master, your willpower is almost terrifying.”

The black-armored Dragon Emperor roared at the old Snake Emperor’s head.

“Indeed, only one with such unwavering belief and such radiant soullight could be worthy of becoming my most treasured collection.”

The black-armored Dragon Emperor spewed scorching black flames.

However, the black-armored Dragon Emperor clearly had little strength left; the flame he emitted was just a small wisp, quickly extinguished.

Su Han watched with keen interest from the side.

After seeing both of them stop moving, he waited a while longer, then confirmed they had lost all ability to resist—only then did he let out a faint sigh of regret.

“Is it really over after reaching this point?”

Su Han used his Observing Color Sense to further confirm that these two were truly at their limit, not faking it.

“The power they displayed, although hovering around the Grand Master level,”

Su Han’s eyes flickered as he murmured, “should actually be equivalent to the weakest kind of Grand Master—slightly stronger than the Shaluo Snake Emperor I encountered before.”

Su Han stroked his chin, deep in thought.

This time, he had gathered quite a bit of information.

The only regret was..., these beasts were not their true selves descending into the real world.

Therefore, even if they died, no corpses would remain.

“...I was hoping to taste what these beasts’ corpses would be like—how they’d compare to the Shaluo Snake Emperor. A pity.”

A fleeting expression of regret crossed Su Han’s face. With a slight flick of his hand, the Mirror Flower, Water Moon instantly dispelled the illusion that had deceived the two.