High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery Chapter 803 - 622: We Came at Just the Right Time (Part 2)

Still, the adversary stayed remarkably composed.

So composed that it stirred a touch of fear in her.

Drawing in a steady breath, she declared icily, "Yan Country is under our Noble Family's control, not the Awakened Association's."

"Really now?"

A wry smile crossed the Thunder Emperor's face as he said, "Looks like I didn't fully grasp how much sway the Noble Family holds over you."

Su Chan remained silent.

With multiple family elders right there, voicing her real feelings would be downright reckless.

"Enough."

The Su Family elder cut in between them.

"Do you wish to live?"

"Naturally, I want to live, but deals that good don't exist in this world, do they?" The Thunder Emperor met the Su Family elder's gaze squarely.

That bold stare irritated the elder greatly.

After all, this man's fate hung entirely in his hands.

And yet, he dared to act so haughtily.

Was death truly no concern for him?

"Hmph, surviving is easy—simply fetch your close ally, the War Emperor, and I'll hand over the antidote."

It was clear he planned to divide and conquer them.

Wisdom sharpened with age. At their stage, extending life took priority, so they avoided clashes unless forced.

Resolving issues through poison like this suited them ideally.

The Thunder Emperor burst into laughter.

A booming laugh.

"So that's how you see me—a traitor who'd betray his comrades for power, a spineless coward terrified of dying?"

Silence gripped everyone in the room at those words.

Their years had honed their ability to read character.

The Thunder Emperor wasn't that kind of man.

"Brother Lei, maybe you ought to follow their lead."

Su Chan let out a quiet sigh, "We've shared history, after all, and I genuinely don't wish to witness your demise."

"Stick to calling me the Thunder Emperor; I claim no kin like you."

He swiveled his head to face her once more, disdain now burning in his eyes.

He'd braced for this scenario upon arriving, even if he'd deemed it unlikely.

But reality struck him hard.

"You!"

Fury flared abruptly in Su Chan's chest.

Since rising in the family ranks, no one had dared glare at her that way.

Luckily, a inner thought urged her that bickering with a doomed soul was pointless.

"Brother Su, if he's refusing to work with us, we might as well end him right here," the Xu Family elder suggested.

"Agreed," chimed in the Qin Family elder, "I understand him too well; even a promise now could flip later. Better to finish him off and handle the remaining pair. Facing all three alive might drain us, but with him gone, just two left—our power makes grabbing them straightforward."

"Sigh."

The Su Family elder heaved a breath.

"Little Lei, you've heard their stance. It pains me to end you; climbing this far from humble roots is no small feat, yet your defiance forces my hand!"

"If you're set on striking, then strike—spare me the empty talk."

The Thunder Emperor scoffed.

Death alone.

His only regrets lingered on Yan Country's prospects and the War Emperor, Chen Fan.

Yan Country's path seemed secure, with these elders bound to target the Beast Emperor.

Yet for the War Emperor and Chen Fan,

Could they manage?

Suddenly, a cry echoed from beyond.

Moments later, a body soared through the air and slammed into the floor.

"Who's there?!"

The group was taken aback.

They all turned instinctively toward the fallen form.

"Grandfather!"

Su Chan cried out.

Disbelief flooded her gaze.

The man sprawled there was Su Ming, his eyes vacant, blood trickling from his lips—he'd already perished.

"What?!"

The Su Family elder spotted the sight and rage exploded within him.

This was Su Family territory, a Secret Realm no less.

An intruder had not only breached it but slain a key Su Family member and dumped the corpse inside.

Utterly suicidal!

The Thunder Emperor eyed the body but a realization dawned.

Could it be?

As he pondered, two silhouettes emerged at the Secret Realm's doorway.

Leading was Chen Fan.

Trailing him stood the War Emperor, shock etched on his features.

After his call with the Thunder Emperor the day before, he'd contacted Chen Fan and briefed him.

He'd figured they'd arrive as a pair; if the Thunder Emperor was safe, great news. If not, the trio could unite against the five families.

Chen Fan had agreed without delay.

Yet, unexpectedly, upon reaching the Su Family grounds, Chen Fan charged straight in.

Unfortunate Su Ming barely uttered a sound before getting slain, his remains tossed aside.

Conflict was now unavoidable, and irritation burned in his core.

Stepping inside, however, left him frozen.

He knew every face there—elders from various families, the mightiest warriors.

These figures typically secluded themselves in cultivation; even the Beast Emperor's threat wouldn't rouse them, but here they all gathered. Anyone could tell trouble brewed.

"What's all this?"

He muttered under his breath, "Wasn't this just a Su Family summons? How come elders from other families are present? The Su Family didn't loop you in too, did it?"

Guilt flickered across the elders' expressions.

But they quickly composed themselves.

"Now that you've laid eyes on us, here's the straight truth: We set this ambush today to take out this fool first, then pick you off separately. Didn't count on your swift arrival, but too bad—it's over," the Xu Family elder sneered coldly, fixing his stare on Chen Fan, "You the Chen brat? Bold enough to off an Xu Family man? I'll have you pleading for mercy!"

"Oh?"

Chen Fan offered a light smile, "You're mistaken. Our timing is perfect."

The War Emperor shot him a sidelong look.

Clearly, the Ice Emperor had betrayed them. Three versus six spelled poor odds for their group.

Worse, from the elders' words, the Thunder Emperor was ensnared—leaving two against six.

Retreat was impossible now.

"Perfect? Arrogant fool!"

"Strike! End them!"

"Leave none alive!"

The elders, ever merciless, geared up to unleash as the commands rang out.

And the Su Family elder shifted focus to the Thunder Emperor.

With Chen Fan and the War Emperor here, the Thunder Emperor served no purpose—sparing him risked chaos. Eliminate him swiftly.

Yet in that instant, everything halted.

Bodies locked in place, even the Dharma Aspects looming behind the elders.

"What's this? I can't budge!"

"Curse it, what's occurring?"

"A Domain? That youth's Domain, perhaps?"

Shock rooted them deeply.

Martial God Realm wielded Domains, true.

Divine Cultivation Realm could sense faint Laws, crafting zones like Domains.

Take the Ice Emperor's Frost Domain, freezing all in reach, dominated by Water Element alone.

But halting time and space? Unprecedented.

"The Twenty-Third Sword?" The Thunder Emperor felt the shift in his form, utterly amazed—he couldn't twitch a finger or blink.

Still, unlike the rest, joy swelled in his heart.