Brother Who Determines the Fate of the Nation: My Great Emperor's Cultivation Level Exposed by

Two of his early Foundation Establishment stage subordinates were right in front of him when a mere Qi Refining stage ant punched them both into a bloody mist.

This is an utter disgrace.

"You're asking for it."

He squeezed out three words through gritted teeth, and the azure vortex surrounding him suddenly surged.

A terrifying pressure, like a tangible mountain, crashed down on Su Xuan.

Su Xuan made his judgment the instant that oppressive force descended.

A direct confrontation won't work!

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned around and grabbed Lin Wan'er, who was already trembling with fear, and tucked her under his arm.

The next second, he pushed off with his feet and charged towards the bottomless, continuous mountain range beside him without looking back.

"Trying to run away?"

The leader, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, let out a disdainful snort, and in a flash, he transformed into a streak of azure light, chasing after the enemy at an even faster speed.

The few assassins who had miraculously survived behind him quickly followed.

A thrilling chase suddenly unfolds in the treacherous depths of the mountains.

Su Xuan was carrying someone, and his speed was far slower than the pursuers behind him, but he seemed to know this jungle like the back of his hand.

He would sometimes use the dense canopy of trees to conceal his figure, sometimes step across streams to cut off his own scent, and sometimes deliberately disturb the lairs of low-level monsters to create chaos and hinder the pursuers' progress.

These are all wilderness survival skills that he and his team learned through hard work and trials!

Lin Wan'er was pinned beneath him, her nostrils filled with the man's masculine scent.

She had never been so embarrassed, nor had she ever been so close to a man.

The third day of the escape.

The two hid in a cave covered with vines, temporarily escaping their pursuers.

Su Xuan tore off a leg from a roasted rabbit and handed it to Lin Wan'er, while he expressionlessly ate the other leg himself.

Lin Wan'er looked at the deep, fresh wounds on his body, which were left to lure away a second-tier demon bear. Her clear eyes welled up with deep heartache and tears.

The fourth night of their escape.

A small campfire was lit in the woods, dispelling the chill of the night.

Looking at the man beside her who was silently wiping a broken blade he had picked up from somewhere, Lin Wan'er finally mustered all her courage.

She shifted her body, getting closer, and spoke softly.

"Young Master Su...I..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a cold voice.

"Don't say it."

"I'm just repaying a favor to you. This favor will be repaid soon. You and I are just strangers passing by."

His words, devoid of any warmth, were like the sharpest knife, instantly piercing through all the girl's fantasies.

Lin Wan'er could no longer hold back her tears, which silently streamed down her face and dripped onto the fireside.

In the Dragon Kingdom's live broadcast room, countless viewers felt their hearts tighten as they witnessed this scene.

"Su Shen, you're such a clueless straight man! Wan'er is so much better!"

"He's not straight; he can't have feelings. He carries too heavy a burden. Any more worries he has are just another way to his death."

"Waaaaah, falling in love with a man like Su Shen is destined to be a calamity."

Day five, dusk.

They were ultimately driven to a dead end.

Behind them is a sheer cliff shrouded in mist!

In front of him were the late Foundation Establishment stage leader and his few remaining subordinates.

"Run! Why did you stop running?"

The leader hovered in mid-air, looking down at Su Xuan with a cruel and smug look on his face, like a cat playing with a mouse.

"You should be proud that an ant in the Qi Refining stage could survive five days in my hands."

He slowly raised his hand, and an ancient bronze bell appeared in his palm, its body covered with dense, eerie runes.

"It is your honor to die by my natal magical artifact, the Soul-Capturing Bell."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger.

when!

An invisible sound wave instantly spread out, ignoring the physical distance and striking Su Xuan's soul.

In the global live broadcast room, all the experts who saw this small bronze bell let out a desperate cry of alarm.

"It's a soul-attacking magic weapon! We're doomed. A Qi Refining stage cultivator's soul is incredibly fragile; there's no way they can withstand it!"

"A certain death situation, this is already a certain death situation!"

At the edge of the cliff, Su Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly raised his head.

"very good."

He grinned, revealing a pale, sinister smile.

The next second, the blood and qi in his body burned wildly at an unprecedented speed.

boom!

An aura ten times more terrifying than when he crushed the early Foundation Establishment stage erupted from his body.

At this moment, he pushed the Asura Body and the ultimate realm of Qi Refining to their limit.

His entire body was enveloped in a thick layer of blood-red flames, like a peerless demon god emerging from a sea of ​​blood in hell.

"Um?"

The leader's smile froze as he sensed a dangerous aura emanating from Su Xuan that made even him tremble.

Without further hesitation, he frantically activated the Soul-Capturing Bell.

when!when!when!

More intense and terrifying soul sound waves bombarded Su Xuan relentlessly.

With each attack, Su Xuan's body trembled violently, and the blood he spat out stained the ground in front of him.

But he did not retreat a step. Instead, he faced the attack that was powerful enough to tear apart the soul, and step by step, he defied the heavens and rose up.

The rocks beneath his feet were cracked inch by inch, and each step he took left a deep footprint.

When they were still ten feet away from the leader, the Soul-Capturing Bell suddenly shone brightly.

"Die!"

The leader roared, pouring all his spiritual power into it.

A visible cyan sound wave transformed into an invisible blade and stabbed fiercely into Su Xuan's chest.

puff!

Su Xuan's chest was pierced by this fatal blow, leaving a terrifying, gaping hole.

However, in that instant, Su Xuan's figure disappeared from the spot.

Using the force of that impact, he risked his life to instantly cross the last ten feet and appear before the leader.

The leader's face still bore the lingering joy of victory.

The next second, that ecstasy froze into extreme terror.

A fist enveloped in crimson flames magnified infinitely in his rapidly contracting pupils.

"No……"

Click!

With a crisp cracking sound, Su Xuan's fist pierced through the leader's protective spiritual energy without any resistance, directly shattering his heart meridian.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The late-stage Foundation Establishment leader looked down in disbelief at the fist that had pierced his chest, and his body fell straight down from mid-air.

The remaining assassins were terrified at the sight and scattered in all directions screaming.

Su Xuan swayed, and finally collapsed to his knees, coughing up mouthfuls of blood!

But he did not fall. Instead, he dragged his heavily wounded body step by step to the leader's corpse and laboriously took off his storage bag.

He explored what was inside.

Finally, he focused on a jade slip that exuded an ancient aura.

He painstakingly took out the jade slip and infused it with a wisp of spiritual energy.

A line of ancient and vigorous characters instantly flooded his mind.

Foundation Building Divine Power! Soul-Capturing Bell!

After doing all this, he turned and walked toward the girl who was huddled on the edge of the cliff, her face pale with fright.

Su Xuan endured the excruciating pain that felt like his soul was being torn apart, hoisted the limp Lin Wan'er onto his shoulder, and walked out of the deep mountains, leaving bloody footprints with each step.

For a full day and night.

Without a moment's rest, Su Xuan carried a person on his back and forcefully walked out of that endless black mountain range.

As the sky began to lighten, a colossal city, too magnificent to be described in words, finally appeared on the horizon.

The city walls soared into the clouds, entirely constructed from some kind of unidentified dark blue-green boulder.

It is engraved with countless mysterious runes, and wisps of lightning move among the runes, radiating a terrifying pressure.

Thunder City.

Arrived.

Su Xuan stopped outside the city and gently put Lin Wan'er down from his shoulder.

Perhaps because she was back in familiar surroundings, Lin Wan'er slowly woke up.

Looking at Su Xuan's blood-stained body and the horrific wound on his chest, she burst into tears.

"Young Master Su, your injuries..."

She choked up, then saw the familiar majestic city not far away, and quickly grabbed Su Xuan's arm.

"We're home! Quick, let me take you inside. My father will definitely find the best alchemist to heal you; he'll be eternally grateful!"