Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

In the evening, a faint glow illuminated the enormous stone room.

Han Moze stood in the center of the room and looked at the five hundred shadow guards before his eyes with a grin. “Tonight, you must think of ways to defeat me by all means necessary. If you all lose, then only death awaits you. Understood?” He said in his deep and resounding voice.

After the five hundred shadow guards heard what Han Moze said, sheer horror filled their eyes. They subtly clenched their hands tightly, then summoned their courage and loudly replied, “Understood!”

Han Moze unleashed a terrifying aura from his body, as he drew closer to the shadow guards one step at a time with a sinister smirk on his face. “Then, let’s start!”

Having composed themselves, the five hundred shadow guards quickly and ferociously charged at Han Moze. They had to win!

Han Moze squinted his cold eyes and looked at the five hundred shadow guards swarming towards him like bees. He clasped his hands in front of him and formed an ice-blue ball of air, before hurling both hands forward.

The ball of air struck the five hundred shadow guards who were getting ready to attack.

The five hundred shadow guards clasped their hands together to use their joined forced to withstand the ice-blue air attack. However, they realized that there was no limit to the power behind Han Moze’s attack, as they were forcefully sent flying and landed on the ground in a wave of agonizing cries.

Han Moze paused for a moment. “Is this how strong you all are? I’m truly disappointed!” He said coldly.

The shadow guards were instantly angered when they heard how bluntly Han Moze looked down on them. Suddenly, they all got to their feet and bolted upright, unleashing an incredibly destructive aura from their tall and sturdy frames.

Out of nowhere, a brave shadow guard took a few steps forward. He had sharp, glistening eyes, a handsome face, tall and strapping. “Your Majesty, we, subordinates, are aware of your extraordinary talents. If we are to compete with inner breath, then we are clearly at a disadvantage, which also means we are doomed to die here. However, I have not lived enough, so… I would like to propose that either party is prohibited from using inner breath. What do you make of this suggestion?”

Han Moze’s dark, narrow eyes were locked onto the shadow guard who was about his size. All of a sudden, he hurled a palm attack the shadow guard’s chest.

The shadow guard was left suddenly in shock and he felt his entire back turn rather cold. He hadn’t lived enough yet, so he immediately bent over and dodged the incoming palm attack. Just then, he did a one-handed backflip and rolled to his left.

Han Moze noticed that the shadow guard hadn’t got to his feet yet, then sent a flying kick.

The shadow guard’s eyes instantly shot wide open. Did the emperor want to kill him? No! He didn’t want to die, so he swiftly did a backflip, just in time to avoid Han Moze’s kick.

Han Moze abruptly spun around and thrusted a horizontal palm. “You’re forbidden from dodging!” He cried coldly.

With a face full of cold sweat, the shadow guard was left speechless. He had a heavily sick older brother to take care of back home. He absolutely couldn’t die. If he died, then what would happen to his older brother? He furrowed his brows for a second, then his eyes turned stern as could be. He couldn’t dodge right? Then, all he could do was block!

The shadow guard flicked his wrist and a silver needle instantly appeared between his index finger. He gently threw it out at Han Moze’s eye.

Don’t blame him for not holding back. Blame the emperor for being too overpowered!

Han Moze noticed the flying silver needle coming for his eye and reacted quickly. He pulled his arm back, then spun around and dodged the incredibly swift silver needle. In fact, he had watched carefully and caught the flying needle with one hand.