Chapter 1911: Chapter 2100: Demon Emperor Zhan Yuan

"Be careful!" No one knew where these two people came from or why they came, but seeing the bandits charging at them like an unstoppable force, someone couldn’t help but shout out a warning.

"Defying authority, courting death!" The young man snorted coldly, stepping forward to shield the middle-aged man.

"No need." The middle-aged man said lightly, slowly raising his hand and gently clenching his fingers.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." A sound like beans being fried echoed, and the bandits galloping on horseback were instantly crushed as if by invisible giant hands, turning into a mist of blood.

Everything was so sudden, so unbelievable, not even a scream was heard. In just moments, the once fierce and formidable bandits were all reduced to a mist of blood; no one could escape this calamity, not even the sturdy Red Charcoal Cloud Smoke Beast beneath them was spared.

The ruined city walls were shrouded in Shen Nong’s mist of blood, and even the strong north wind wreaking havoc on the wasteland couldn’t disperse it, the thick scent of blood permeating the entire Huayu City.

Silence fell all around, everyone was stunned, or rather, petrified with fear.

Just moments before, Han Yan had also killed a thousand bandits with one sword strike. Afterwards, like a death god from hell, she mercilessly reaped the lives of the bandits, even the overwhelmingly frightening Mo Jiu was reduced to nothingness by her sword. Everyone saw the power of Han Yan’s sword, the destruction within it, so the tragic end of those bandits wasn’t surprising.

But the middle-aged man’s casual grip and release seemed so effortless and spontaneous, without a stir. It was as if squashing ants were as simple as that.

Even more terrifying was his cold and calm demeanor, showing no fatigue, even after easily killing the remaining thousands of bandits with just a raise of his hand.

No one could imagine how terrifying his strength really was.

Despite their deep hatred for the invading bandits, the citizens of Huayu City felt a chill at the middle-aged man’s cold indifference, even though he eased their resentment.

Even if they were truly ants, crushing so many would stir some pity, yet he acted as if it had nothing to do with him, as if the lives of those thousands of bandits had nothing to do with him.

Could it be that in his eyes, the lives of those thousands of bandits were even less significant than ants?

Lucky for them, since he dealt so cruelly with the bandits, he was clearly an enemy, not a friend. Their emotions gradually calmed, and they let out a long sigh of relief.

But Han Yan wasn’t as relaxed, her expression was more grave than when she faced Mo Jiu earlier.

If she wasn’t mistaken, the aura emanating from the middle-aged man was the same as that of Mo Jiu earlier.

"So it’s you!" After a long time, the middle-aged man looked at Han Yan and said leisurely.

"You know me?" Han Yan took a deep breath and asked.

"I do, and I don’t." the middle-aged man replied, his expression still cold, without any emotion, indifferent to everything in this world.

"What do you mean?" Han Yan gazed quietly at the middle-aged man.

"That destructive Sword Dao, only one person in the world can wield it. I thought I’d never have another chance to see it, but unexpectedly, here it is. Life and Death Nine Tribulations, Nine Tribulations Return to One. Whether to live or die, eternal silent annihilation, as it turns out, the rumors were true." The middle-aged man also looked at Han Yan, his gaze far-reaching, as if it had traversed time and countless reincarnations.

"Who are you?" Han Yan’s heart raced.

The secret of Life and Death Nine Tribulations was unknown in this plane, even those Guardians of the Gods who followed her to the Holy Continent knew little of it after experiencing reincarnation. Yet, this person not only knew the secret of her nine-life reincarnation but also understood her Destruction Sword Dao, and from his words, he seemed to have witnessed it personally.

His identity wasn’t just that of a Guardian of the Gods, who was he?

"Don’t you remember?" The middle-aged man extended his arm.

On him, Han Yan couldn’t sense any Qi or Spiritual Power, but the air felt solid, like a giant blade that was neither sword nor knife grasped firmly in his hand, thrusting forward with his arm.

Han Yan’s body trembled, memories buried deep within surged forth, pain that even several lifetimes of reincarnation couldn’t erase, heart-wrenching, engraved in the soul!

"No, you can’t die. You are my only rival. I must prove to you that I am the strongest in the world. You can’t die..." In her ears, she heard the trembling voice of Xingtian Girl, so resolute, yet so absolute.

The magnificent form of the Aolai Divine Beast raced towards them, letting out a mournful roar.

Han Yan lowered her head, as if she could see again that giant blade piercing her chest, golden blood gushing out, her Heart Meridian shattered in an instant, and her Divine Sense rapidly dissipating from the world.

Cold sweat poured down her forehead.

"It’s you!" Han Yan forcibly suppressed the heart-wrenching pain, gritting her teeth and saying.

The memories sealed by eight life reincarnations awakened once more, she finally knew who he was, he was the one who attacked her from behind, took her life, and forced her into reincarnation.

Apparently, she wasn’t the only one who came to the Holy Continent, the one who killed her also came to the Holy Continent, it seemed he too was trapped in reincarnation, wondering if this was karma or fate.

"Indeed, it is I, Demon Emperor — Zhan Yuan!" The middle-aged man said lightly, but a grand aura exploded from him instantly.

When the name Demon Emperor Zhan Yuan was spoken, it seemed to shake the entire world.

His name, even on another plane, was a taboo, not something ordinary people could speak of.

"Why?" Han Yan asked. Despite some memories from several reincarnations ago resurfacing, she guessed his origins yet didn’t understand why he struck her in the first place.

"Because I didn’t want to see her ultimately die at your hands. I should have killed you to remove the threat for her, but alas, I wasn’t your match and couldn’t kill you." Zhan Yuan said.

He wasn’t referring to the present Han Yan, but the Han Yan from eight lifetimes before. Even though he admitted he wasn’t her match, his demeanor was still so indifferent, so composed, without the slightest concealment, truly living up to the name of Demon Emperor, with an open heart and audacious spirit.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.