Supreme Heavenly Demon Art

Su Hao strode forward, turned, and sat upon the patriarch's throne. Looking down at the crowd, he said, "Today's wedding was forced and does not count at all."

"My sister, Su Yu'er, is a daughter favored by heaven, a fairy among mortals. Her future husband must be a dragon among men; an ordinary person is not worthy of her. Let this matter end here!"

Su Hao declared loudly.

"Furthermore, Yu'er is my sister. Whoever dares to act rashly before her in the future is acting rashly before me. This patriarch will never show mercy."

Yu'er wept bitterly.

Su Jingshan looked at the crowd below, who had ignored them, and added, "The patriarch's words are the family's highest authority. This old man will forever support him. Whoever refuses to accept this in the future may come argue with me."

The Su Family elders below, along with all the disciples, changed expression drastically and immediately bowed in acknowledgment.

They might still dare to ignore Su Hao and the others.

But no one dared ignore the Supreme Elder.

"Enough, everyone disperse. Take down all those red flowers and decorations. They're an eyesore." Su Hao waved his hand, flashed away, and left directly with Yu'er.

The Grand Elder ground his teeth, his eyes bloodshot. Could five years of planning truly be ruined in a single stroke?

"Father, that piece of trash dared hit me. I can't swallow this anger. Send word to my elder brother immediately and tell him to return. My brother joined an immortal sect and is immensely powerful. Once he comes back, even the Supreme Elder won't dare say much," Su Wuyan said in a low voice.

"That's right. My eldest son is an immortal sect disciple. His letter some days ago said that his cultivation had already reached Qi Condensation, Fourth Layer. Once he returns, he can suppress everything."

"Besides, I want that piece of trash utterly disgraced. It is also time to contact the Li Family of Heaven Rain City."

"That piece of trash dared ruin my plans. I will make him wish he were dead!"

A vicious sneer curled across the Grand Elder's lips as he spoke maliciously.

Su Hao took Yu'er all the way to the back mountain and climbed a hillside.

The heavy snow had stopped. The young man and woman gazed into the distance.

"Yu'er, do you remember? Five years ago, when I lost all my talent, it was here that I first swore a venomous oath. One day, I, Su Hao, would rise again. I would become strong, stand tall beneath the heavens, and make my little sister the happiest little princess."

Su Hao looked into the distance, but his voice entered Yu'er's ears. "Today, I have done it. I declare that from this day onward, Su Yu'er is my little princess."

Yu'er shed tears, not from sorrow, but from overwhelming joy. That spirited youth who had always stood up for her had returned.

"Wuwuwu..." Yu'er leaned against Su Hao's shoulder and burst into loud sobs, as though she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered these past years.

"Brother, I was so scared. I nearly married that fool. I felt as though my whole life had died, as though I would never again be able to stay by Brother's side."

Yu'er choked out between sobs.

Su Hao stroked the girl's soft, silky hair and said quietly, "Silly girl, with your brother here, no one can hurt you."

He said it to Yu'er, but also to himself—a vow carved in blood and life!

Time flowed on, and the sky gradually darkened. The distant hillside beneath the setting sun carried away the clamor of the mortal world, just as it carried away the five years of sorrow suffered by Su Hao and Su Yu'er.

After today, their lives would be rewritten!

After the sun had completely set, Su Hao brought Yu'er back to her room, prepared some food, and arranged for her to rest. Only then did he unhurriedly return to his own room.

Entering his room, Su Hao bolted the door, then sat cross-legged on the bed. "The Grand Elder's eldest son, Su Wuyong, joined the Blazing Fire Sect, an immortal sect. After suffering such a huge loss, the Grand Elder will certainly summon his eldest son back. That man is no simple character. Having entered an immortal sect, his cultivation must be formidable. I must seize every moment to grow stronger."

He searched through the inheritance in his mind and found a cultivation art: the Supreme Heavenly Demon Art!

The Supreme Heavenly Demon Art was what the Supreme Devil Lord had relied upon to reach the level of an Immortal Emperor. It was anything but ordinary.

Devils and immortals stood at two extremes.

Immortal cultivators calmed their breath and focused their minds, emphasizing steady, gradual progress—becoming stronger one step at a time.

Devil cultivators, meanwhile, stopped at no means and spared no cost. They pursued the present and sought strength at the fastest possible speed!

To become stronger, devil cultivators could devour the flesh and blood of living people, harvest women's yin to nourish their bodies, or absorb the innate vitality of infants. So long as it could strengthen themselves, there was nothing they would not do.

Su Hao came to understand the Supreme Heavenly Demon Art, yet he felt no rejection toward it. Aside from devouring living people, this cultivation art also had other paths of cultivation.

And in Su Hao's eyes, power itself held no distinction between good and evil. Used righteously, it was righteous; used wickedly, it was wicked.

Even a master poisoner had times when he healed the sick and saved lives.

Justice lay in the heart!

"The Supreme Heavenly Demon Art, once cultivated to great success, condenses the Heavenly Demon Dharma Body. With one palm, it shatters stars; against the heavens, it destroys the firmament... With a breath of Heavenly Demon Qi within me, I dare make the sun and moon change the face of heaven!"

The more thoroughly Su Hao understood it, the more terrifying he found the art.

The realms of immortal cultivators and devil cultivators were similarly divided: Qi Condensation, Spirit Sea, True Essence, Dharma Core, Spirit Awakening, Spirit Transformation, and so on.

Without hesitation, Su Hao closed his eyes and focused his mind, assuming the five-hearts-facing-heaven posture. He then began circulating the Supreme Heavenly Demon Art according to its instructions. As he did, a phantom golden lotus appeared above his head.

As the lotus spun, it joined forces with the Heavenly Demon Art. The two complemented each other perfectly, causing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to rush through Su Hao's nose and mouth and into his body as though being devoured.

Twice the result with half the effort!

Yet as it circulated, a thread of black appeared upon the phantom golden lotus.

The lotus came from above the heavens, condensed from Innate Dao Light. It was an object of the purest, most essential holiness.

The devil art came from a Devil Lord Emperor, tainted by boundless devilish qi. It was the very pinnacle of "evil."

What would become of using a Dao Body to cultivate a devil art?

In just half a quarter-hour, a brief vacuum actually formed inside the room. All the spiritual energy had been completely absorbed by Su Hao.

At that moment, his aura suddenly surged. Dharma power roared within the qi sea of his dantian. With a crack, it was as though a thin membrane had broken. His qi sea expanded to the size of a bowl's mouth, and his aura grew even more surging.

A breakthrough!

Su Hao abruptly opened his eyes, which shone with extreme excitement. Although his cultivation had already reached the peak of Qi Condensation, First Layer, an ordinary person would need several months to break through. Even a genius would need more than a month.

Yet Su Hao had done it in only half a quarter-hour.

It was simply too fast!

If word got out, who knew how many jaws would drop.

"Qi Condensation, Second Layer normally grants two thousand units of Dharma power, but I have reached three thousand. I can instantly crush Qi Condensation, Third Layer." Su Hao clenched his fist, filled with hope for the road ahead.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, an aura approached. Having obtained the Innate Dao Body and the supreme inheritance, Su Hao's six senses had become extraordinarily sharp, and his spiritual perception far surpassed that of ordinary people.

"Come in."

After sensing carefully, Su Hao's furrowed brows suddenly relaxed. His Dharma power formed into a hand seal, and he directly opened the bolted door.