Holy Supreme

In addition to the fourteen wings he created, his flying speed was extraordinary. Compared to his previous speed, it was like comparing heaven and earth, and this was the first time Ye Han had flown so arrogantly in the sky. At this moment, Ye Han couldn't help but have a feeling that those cultivators who desired to become Saint Rulers were enchanted by the feeling of being able to fly in the sky.    

    

But in the next moment, Ye Han smiled. How could this be, what he valued the most was still Holy King Stage's powerful strength.    

    

With unparalleled speed, Ye Han flew towards the direction he sensed something. If there was an elf on the ground looking up into the sky, he would only see a red figure quickly flying by. He might even rub his eyes and whisper: "Is there something wrong with my eyes?"    

    

Soon, Ye Han found the location of his senses in a mountain range.    

    

In the front, there were more than a dozen Elves who had run away in a sorry state. Ye Han's reaction point was among those Elves, and judging by his appearance, he was somewhat similar to Ye Han, who had been remodeled.    

    

Ye Han was stunned. Could it be that this elf was related to the identity that he had changed?    

    

This elf looked to be only fourteen or fifteen, but he was already an eight-winged elf. His strength was not bad, and other than this young elf, almost half of the other Elves were eight-winged elves. The remaining few were all ten-winged elves.    

    

The group of people chasing after the Elves were all twelve-winged Elves, even though there weren't many of them.    

    

Ye Han only took a glance and was able to tell that all of these twelve-winged Elves were in the cultivation of Seven-Star Purple Jade Stage.    

    

The wings on his back moved, and Ye Han landed on the ground with a 'shua' sound. At the same time, he put the wings away, and the elf did not always have his wings open. After all, there were times when the wings were in the way.    

    

As he did not know what the relationship was between him and the young man, Ye Han did not take the initiative to speak. He could not help but grumble about the Glazed Pagoda s in his heart, so he accepted the fake identity that was given to him, but he did not have any memories of it.    

    

Since Ye Han didn't say anything, someone else did.    

    

"In the main hall!"    

    

Among the few ten-winged elves that were guarding the young elf, an obviously older middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise when he saw Ye Han.    

    

The young elf also cried out in alarm, "Big Brother, it's really you! "Great!"    

    

"I see, so that's how it is. Looks like the identity given to me by the Artifact Spirit is the Elf's big brother, and it's actually called 'Your Highness'. It seems like my identity isn't ordinary, could it be that I'm the descendant of a certain Elf King?"    

    

Knowing that they were related, Ye Han's face relaxed a little and said: "What happened, why are you guys in such a panic?"    

    

Before the young elf and the middle-aged man could speak, a few Twelve-Winged Elf experts appeared behind them. It was obvious that these people recognized Ye Han's identity that was given to him by the Glazed Artifact Spirit.    

    

The person at the front was extremely shocked: "It's actually the audience hall! This is bad!"    

    

One of the twelve-winged Elves at the side said unhappily, "Isn't it just the eldest son of the Elf King from the original Red Flame Territory? I heard that he had already left the territory for many years, what is there to be worried about?"    

    

When Ye Han heard this, he immediately guessed what had happened. It was likely that his father with this identity was killed by another Elf King and was sending people to kill the remnants.    

    

It was obvious that the one who spoke first was definitely one of my subordinates. However, now that I have surrendered to the enemy, the next to speak was the enemy's twelve-winged Elf.    

    

The twelve-winged Elf who spoke first said with a miserable expression, "Milord, you might not know this, but we, the people in the palace, have displayed great talent since birth. When we were fifteen years old, we were already twelve-winged Elves, and now that several years have passed, even if we are not Elf Kings, we are still twelve-winged Elves who have reached the pinnacle of our late stage. We, the initial twelve-winged Elves, are probably …"    

    

When the Elf's words came out, the twelve-winged Elf who belonged to the enemy also had an unsightly expression. He then roared:    

    

"What are you afraid of? This is just your guess. Countless youths with outstanding talents and elves are useless in the later stages. Let's attack together!"    

    

At this moment, all of the 12 Winged Elves attacked in unison. This mission was extremely important. If they did not complete it, their fates would not be any better than death. Rather than that, it would be better to have a battle with Ye Han.    

    

"Big Brother, be careful!"    

    

"Be careful!"    

    

Behind Ye Han, the young elf and the others immediately shouted.    

    

Ye Han's expression was calm. He suddenly spread his Fourteenth Wing and crimson flames surged out.    

    

Rumble rumble rumble!    

    

The numerous flame attacks collided with Ye Han's flame and were easily defeated by him.    

    

"What!"    

    

Although the twelve winged elves were prepared, they were still shocked when they saw their attacks being destroyed so easily. They could not hide their shock when they saw the fourteen wings and red wings on Ye Han's back.    

    

"Heavens, it's actually the Elf King! This, this …"    

    

This was the first time they had seen an Elf King that was over ten years old.    

    

Different from the reactions of the dozen or so twelve-winged elves, the young and middle-aged elves were crying hot tears, especially the middle-aged man who muttered to himself in a low voice, "There's hope for Red Flame Territory! The Red Flame Territory is saved, Old Duke, you must be alive! "    

    

Just a few elves with the same level of cultivation as the Seven-Star Purple Jade Stage, Ye Han didn't plan on playing with them, so he casually waved some fire and killed all the elves in the blink of an eye.    

    

"Great!"    

    

The smile on Ye Han's face was gentle, but his heart was calm without any ripples. No matter who knew that this world was fake, once he leaves, it would completely collapse, and they would probably be the same as Ye Han. In Ye Han's eyes, the Demonic Beast in this space were monsters that could level up while the elf was an NPC.    

    

The Demonic Beast from before had successfully caused Ye Han's cultivation to approach the middle stage of the One-Star Holy Lord Stage, and at the same time, he had also obtained the middle stage crystal stones from the Green Grade. Because it wasn't a breakthrough between stars, the sudden explosion of his strength did not make Ye Han feel that his meridians had collided, he only needed to condense a few times.    

    

However, to the Elves in this space, their feelings were real. After seeing the hall that they had been separated from for so many years, they immediately became warm.    

    

"..."    

    

First update!