Chapter 1110: Chapter 342: Demon Roc
Originally, Qin Han thought that his strength should be about the same as Sun Wukong, maybe even stronger.
After all, slaying Da-da wasn’t an unparalleled achievement; he might be able to do it too.
What’s more, Sun Wukong also had the help of another person.
It’s rumored he even possessed a terrifying magic artifact.
So in this way, Sun Wukong’s power was merely close to the Supreme.
But after witnessing Yang Jian and Old Yang’s duel, Qin Han’s perspective immediately changed.
If Sun Wukong was not lying, then it meant both Sun Wukong and Yang Jian had the power to defeat him.
This is too terrifying.
Are they truly beings of the Three Realms?
Never heard of beings from the Three Realms being so astoundingly powerful.
Especially the later generations of the Three Realms, according to the family’s sayings.
Only the Primordial era’s beings from the Three Realms were formidable.
After the Primordial era, even Supremes were rare.
As for Sun Wukong and his peers among the later generations, they were even less credible.
Yet today’s encounters overturned their understanding.
Every single one of them, Sun Wukong, was exceedingly formidable, surpassing him in excellence.
Having these two in the Three Realms is already frightening.
Moreover, it’s said there are others in the Three Realms who are slightly weaker.
Even if slightly weaker, they shouldn’t be underestimated; if they reach the Supreme Level, they might pose a significant threat.
"The family truly underestimates the beings of the Three Realms."
Qin Han thought to himself, quietly.
He began to take the beings from the Three Realms seriously, not daring to underrate them at all.
And the great battle between the parties continued; at this point, even if Yang Jian wanted to hide his realm, it was impossible.
Everyone saw that he had become Sub-Paramount.
Even the Ancestral Dragon was astonished, glancing at Sun Wukong.
According to Sun Wukong, his strength was on par with Yang Jian.
This would mean Sun Wukong is also likely a Sub-Paramount.
Sun Wukong nodded slightly, confirming the Ancestral Dragon’s guess.
He indeed had reached Sub-Paramount, but Sun Wukong kept it from everyone.
But now Yang Jian made his move, exposing his cultivation level.
Thus, people naturally speculated about Sun Wukong’s strength, given his parity with Yang Jian.
Watching the intense battle between Yang Jian and Old Yang, they were evenly matched.
However, Old Yang was clearly a bit shocked.
A Sub-Paramount fighting him to a standstill, this world is too wild.
Knowing Yang Jian’s true strength, he instead esteemed Yang Jian even more.
The fierce combat continued, with both sides employing various tactics.
It was apparent that Yang Jian’s mana wasn’t as strong as Old Yang’s.
But his combat awareness was overpowering; his attacks fell like a storm, forcing Old Yang into constant defense.
At this rate, Old Yang was the one more likely to be defeated.
Yang Jian’s expression remained unchanged, showing no emotional variability.
Achieving this seemed to be a mere natural thing for him.
His Three-pointed Double-edged Sword pressed relentlessly, growing ever more imposing.
They battled through over a thousand moves with no decisive victory.
Old Yang suddenly sighed in defeat and withdrew.
His expression was complicated. Staring at Yang Jian, he said, "Forget it, I can’t defeat you; I’ve lost this battle."
"Even if you can’t defeat me, I haven’t the means to defeat you either; it’s just a draw."
Yang Jian said with a smile.
Old Yang shook his head, saying, "I am a Supreme, and you are merely a Sub-Paramount. It’s evident that you broke through to this level not long ago. If we were in the same realm, I’d already be dead."
Old Yang was well aware that Yang Jian was genuinely too strong.
Yang Jian smiled faintly, not continuing the conversation.
Anything more humble would seem disingenuous.
Old Yang’s defeat was an indisputable fact.
Old Yang walked over to Qin Han, face full of shame, and said to him, "I’m sorry, young master, I’ve embarrassed you."
Qin Han smiled slightly, saying, "Victory or defeat is commonplace in a soldier’s life. Moreover, this Brother Yang is a powerful and rare demon fiend in the cultivation world. It’s not surprising you were defeated by him."
He wasn’t angry; instead, he watched Sun Wukong and Yang Jian with interest.
Afterward, Qin Han asked, "Sun Wukong, are you and Yang Jian equally matched in strength?"
"Exactly."
Sun Wukong nodded casually.
However, Yang Jian smiled wryly and said, "The Great Saint overestimates me. Our combat strength is about the same, but if it were a life-and-death struggle, for sure I’d be killed and the Great Saint would survive."
On this point, Yang Jian wasn’t modestly belittling himself.
The main reason was Sun Wukong’s Immortal Body and Root of Immortality.
These two traits made Sun Wukong not easily defeated.
While Yang Jian was indeed powerful, with combat strength matching Sun Wukong’s.
Yet, if Sun Wukong were to risk his life against him, he’d have no chance.
That’s why Yang Jian made that statement.
Old Yang and others’ gazes changed when they looked at Sun Wukong.
Originally, they thought Yang Jian was already incredibly defiant; even for a Supreme close to the ten strongest from the Primordial era like Old Yang, defeating him was no easy feat.
Never did they expect Sun Wukong to be even stronger.
They had to admit, they truly underestimated the Three Realms.
Not to mention the existence of The Three Pure Ones, just Sun Wukong and Yang Jian alone were enough to make them take the Three Realms seriously.
Qin Han glanced at Zixia, appearing deep in thought.
After considering for a moment, he said, "In that case, I will not disturb you any further. Princess, I bid you farewell."
Qin Han left with Old Yang and the others.
Seeing the three of them disappear, Sun Wukong and the others did not stop them.
"You’ve dealt him a blow."
Zixia laughed lightly.