Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 265: Sect Master of Burning Heaven

Just as Chen Baidao hesitated, an angry roar came from the void, "What evil spirit dares to be so reckless here!"

"Break!"

Suddenly, a gigantic palm descended from the azure sky, pressing down on the Ghost Sect’s formation.

A thunderous boom was heard as the palm imprint landed on the Ghost Sect’s formation, dispersing it instantaneously.

The formation composed of nine Ghost Sect gates was breached at the same time, allowing the ghostly qi that permeated the Northern Desolate City to flow back into the gates.

The formation was forcibly broken, and Han Shan received a severe backlash, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

He had already sensed the realm of his opponent, but could not understand when he had provoked a Supreme Saint. Panic and anger gripped him.

But even after repeated setbacks, he was by now mad with rage, indifferent to whether he faced a Supreme Saint or a Great Saint.

Chen Baidao shouted angrily, "No one shall stop me today!"

As he spoke, he took out another Blood Coagulation Pill and, without any hesitation, threw it into his mouth.

His qi began to climb once more.

But at that moment, a fist shadow charged at him, the punch carrying roaring flames, transforming into a snarling fire dragon.

With an unstoppable momentum, the fire dragon struck Han Shan directly, piercing through his chest.

Han Shan’s aura quickly faded, his life force draining away like water, and then the path of life and death vanished.

After taking three Blood Coagulation Pills, Han Shan, who was at the peak of the Great Saint Late Stage, was killed by a punch from someone at the Supreme Saint Late Stage.

With Han Shan’s death, the remaining eight seals confining the Northern Desolate City also dissipated into nothingness.

Clarity returned to the Northern Desolate City, and the desperate crowd finally reacted, all turning to look at the red-haired elder who had shattered Han Shan’s formation with a single punch.

"Is this... is this a Supreme Saint..."

"Heaven have mercy, there’s a Supreme Saint protecting Northern Desolate City."

"It must be that he sensed the Eldest Prince was in danger and thus a Supreme Saint has come to the rescue."

The crowd speculated that the red-haired Supreme Saint had come to save the Eldest Prince.

But the next action of the red-haired Supreme Saint once again surprised everyone.

After suppressing Han Shan, he bypassed the Eldest Prince, not even acknowledging the prince’s bow.

Instead, he went straight to Qinchuan and respectfully bowed and saluted in front of him!

"What????"

"That Supreme Saint isn’t from the Imperial Family, but came to save that Meridian Opening Realm cultivator!"

"This kid... first the Imperial Family’s protection, and now a Supreme Saint comes to save him!"

"Who exactly is he, that a Supreme Saint would bow to him!"

"Wait... red hair, Supreme Saint... he is Chi Shan, the current Sect Leader of the Burning Heaven Sect!"

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"Chi Shan pays his respects to Young Master."

Qinchuan had long known who was coming. With an explosive aura and that head of red hair, it could only be Chi Tian’s descendant.

He had already sent Ye Xuanji and Zhou Xi along with the Burning Heaven Saint Heir back to the Burning Heaven Sect to retrieve the Hellfire Flame Stone. No sooner had they left than Chi Shan arrived in Northern Desolate City, presumably coming himself to escort the Hellfire Flame Stone.

Indeed, two figures appeared in the distance, the belated Ye Xuanji and Zhou Xi.

"Young Master! Your subordinates are late!"

The two men spoke in unison.

Qinchuan waved his hand, showing no sign of panic. It seemed that the recent crisis was nothing but a trick in his eyes. He said composedly, "Don’t blame yourselves for this. Moreover, even if you hadn’t come, I would have found a way to escape. It would have been somewhat troublesome, but there was never a question of life or death!"

Then he glanced at Han Jiuming and Sun Hao, who were shivering beside him, and continued, "Small fries are not enough to take down a true dragon."

Everyone was taken aback, given Han Shan’s demeanor just moments ago. It was unthinkable that Qinchuan, much less an average Supreme Saint, could assert with confidence that he would definitely escape. And yet, Qinchuan had boldly declared that there was no threat to his life!

Even Ye Xuanji and Zhou Xi, who had been following Qinchuan for some time, were unsure where such self-assurance originated.

Chi Shan, understanding Qinchuan’s intention and recalling the instructions given by his ancestor, didn’t hesitate. With a flip of his hand, he launched a palm technique at Han Jiuming and Sun Hao.

Facing a palm strike from a Supreme Saint at Late Stage, the two of them didn’t even have time to groan before they were instantly killed. Their True Spirits had no chance to reach the Underworld for reincarnation and were scattered with another flick from Chi Shan.

The crowd was stunned once more.

"The Jiuli Elder and Saint Heir, the Sun Family Elder died just like that?"

"Who exactly is this young man, that Burning Heaven Sect treats him this way?"

"Burning Heaven Sect and Jiuli Ghost Sect stand side by side as two of the four major sects, rarely interfering with each other’s affairs. And now, to protect this young man, they have offended Jiuli Ghost Sect!"

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Li Zhi watched everything closely, stunned that the Saint Heir of the Jiuli Ghost Sect could fall so easily in this deserted Northern Desolate City, leaving no trace of his True Spirit behind.

He felt a sense of relief, grateful that he had not been blinded by the Half-Step Supreme Dao Artifact and had chosen to stand on his side!

He was also relieved that he had rushed over after learning that Han Jiuming was gathering information on Qinchuan.

Putting aside the potential benefits of making connections with Qinchuan for the future, just the reverent treatment Qinchuan received from Burning Heaven Sect meant he must have impressed them significantly.

This was hugely advantageous for his competition for the throne.

Indeed, after dealing with Han Jiuming and Sun Hao, Chi Shan turned his kind gaze toward Li Zhi and Chen Baidao and greeted them with cupped hands, "You must be the eldest son of that old man Li Xiang, right? Thank you both for your help this time!"

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While one family rejoices, another grieves.

Within Jiuli Ghost Sect, Sect Leader Han Feng’s face was ashen as he stared at the two cracked spirit tablets in his hand, seething with rage.

In just the span of an incense stick, he had been informed that Han Shan’s spirit tablet had shattered. As he went to check, he personally witnessed his son’s spirit tablet snapping into two.

"Find out! Who killed my son! And check if that Qinchuan is dead yet!"

Recently, Han Jiuming had asked the sect for help to deal with a cultivator called Qinchuan. With Han Shan nearby in Tianqing City, Han Feng had sent him to assist Han Jiuming, but he never expected that within a few days, both Han Shan and Han Jiuming would perish.

His first suspicion was that their deaths were connected to this cultivator named Qinchuan!

At the Sun Family’s estate.

Sun Mowen, the Sun Family’s ancestor who was meditating and calculating the destiny, felt a disturbance and showed a trace of peculiarity on his face.

He immediately began to make calculations.

He shockingly found that the fortune of the Gongshan Clan, which had originally seemed like a flicker of candlelight, was growing ever more prosperous, now as dazzling as the midday sun without any sign of being halted in its rise to power.

Realizing something was amiss, he then recalculated the fortunes of the Sun Family. In just a few days, their destiny was on the brink of extinguishment, like a candle in a storm, ready to be snuffed out at any moment.

Without another thought, he sprang to his feet and rushed to the chamber where the spirit tablets were kept, urgently inquiring, "How is Sun Hao’s spirit tablet?"

The disciple in charge of the spirit tablets, trembling with fear, opened his clenched right hand to reveal the broken tablet, answering with a terrified voice, "Elder Ancestor, I was just about to report—Elder Sun’s spirit tablet has shattered."

Sun Mowen then hurried away.

The Sun Family had generations skilled in divining destiny, with great insight into the flow of fortunes. This was also why the Sun Family alone knew of the treasure guarded by the Gongshan Clan, all due to divination by their ancestors.

In today’s situation, the rise of their ancestral enemy, the Gongshan Clan, was an inevitability, while the Sun Family faced imminent ruin. The enmity between the two families spanned hundreds of thousands of years. When the Gongshan Clan rose in power, it would surely be the day of the Sun Family’s doom.

After leaving the chamber, Sun Mowen left behind a letter and then departed from the Sun Family alone.

As for the descendants of the Sun Family, their fate was outlined in his letter—it was up to their individual fortunes whether they would survive or not.