714: Chapter 714 Lu Xueqi and Biyao (93)

Although it was still a long way from the true Chaos Seal, he had at least found a viable path. As long as he could further comprehend the true essence of Chaos during his battle with Qin Mu, he might truly be able to reconstruct the Seal before the Demonic Seed erupted.

Time passed, second by second.

Su Han was completely immersed in his Cultivation, forgetting the passage of time. It wasn't until Lin Xuan's voice came from outside the quiet room:

"Junior Brother Su, the finals are about to begin."

Su Han opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed within them before vanishing.

In three days, he had not only initially stabilized the Seal but also successfully constructed a miniature Chaos Vortex within his body. Although this vortex was still very unstable and could collapse at any moment, it was already enough to temporarily suppress the Demonic Seed.

More importantly, in the process of constructing the Chaos Vortex, his understanding of the "Return to Origin" sword strike had deepened by another level.

If his previous sword strike had been an extraordinary performance under desperate circumstances that barely touched the edge of Chaos, then now, he had a tiny possibility of actively wielding Chaos Power.

Though it was only a negligible amount, it might be enough against Qin Mu.

"Qin Mu..." Su Han whispered the name, his eyes burning with intense Battle Intent.

When he pushed open the door of the quiet room, Lin Xuan was momentarily stunned the moment he saw Su Han.

Although his face was still pale and his aura remained weak, there was an unprecedented spirit in Su Han's eyes. That was not the bluster of terminal lucidity, but a true confidence originating from the depths of his heart.

"Did you... succeed?" Lin Xuan asked tentatively.

"It's temporarily stabilized," Su Han nodded. "But it can only be maintained for one day at most. After one day, if I cannot achieve a Breakthrough or complete the Chaos Seal, the Demonic Seed will still erupt."

"One day..." Lin Xuan's brows furrowed tightly. "After the finals, regardless of the outcome, you must immediately enter secluded meditation. I will ask Sect Master Sect Master Yun Lan to personally act as your Protector, and surely..."

"No need." Su Han interrupted him, looking toward the central square. "The finals will be my meditation. The battle with Qin Mu is my opportunity for a Breakthrough."

After saying that, he stepped toward the square, his back as straight as a sword.

Lin Xuan watched his retreating figure and suddenly remembered what Ye Lingxiao had said before leaving:

"That is an unprecedented path, filled with thorns; one slight mistake will lead to eternal damnation. I hope that the next time we meet, you can still hold a sword."

"Junior Brother Su, you must... stay alive to hold your sword," Lin Xuan murmured, following after him.

The central square.

When Su Han appeared, the entire audience erupted once again.

If it could be said that in the previous battle with Ye Lingxiao, Su Han had relied on the incredible "Return to Origin" sword strike to force Ye Lingxiao to concede, then now, he was publicly recognized as a peerless Prodigy capable of competing with Qin Mu for the championship.

Although most people did not think he could win—after all, his condition looked far too poor, his face as pale as paper and his aura so weak he seemed ready to collapse at any moment.

But with Ye Lingxiao's example as a precedent, no one dared to look down on him anymore.

"This Su Han really can create miracles every single time."

"However, Qin Mu is not Ye Lingxiao. The Xuantian Sect's 'Xuantian One Qi' is said to transform one Qi into all things, and it is best at using absolute power to crush all techniques."

"Indeed, and Qin Mu is at the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, a half-step into the Golden Core. Even if Su Han were at his peak, he might not be a match, let alone now..."

"Let's see; perhaps there will be another miracle?"

Amidst the crowd's discussions, Su Han stepped onto the arena stage.

Qin Mu was already waiting there.

He was a tall youth of about twenty-five or twenty-six, with a resolute face and eyes as sharp as an eagle's. He wore a set of black martial attire and carried a broad, heavy sword on his back, his entire body exuding a heavy aura as immovable as a mountain.

Unlike Ye Lingxiao's return to simplicity, the feeling Qin Mu gave off was one of absolute strength and absolute pressure.

"Qingyun Sect, Su Han," Su Han cupped his hands.

"Xuantian Sect, Qin Mu," Qin Mu returned the gesture, his voice like a great bell. "Ye Lingxiao losing to you was his own choice. But I will not. I will use absolute power to make you understand that in the face of true strength, all techniques are but vanity."

"Please." Su Han said no more and slowly drew his Qingfeng Sword.

This time, he did not wait and struck directly.

"Starlight · Flowing Shadow!"

Su Han's figure turned into a streak of starlight, instantly appearing at Qin Mu's side and thrusting his sword toward his flank. This strike was as fast as lightning and came from a tricky angle; it was a killing move from the "Nine Star Transformations."

"Paltry tricks."

Qin Mu did not even draw his sword, simply raising his left hand and throwing a punch.

"Boom—!"

Fist and sword collided, producing a muffled explosion. Su Han felt an unmatched, colossal force transmit through the blade. He was involuntarily sent flying back, performing three consecutive flips in the air before barely landing. The web of his thumb had already split, and blood was flowing freely.

"Such powerful strength..." Su Han was inwardly alarmed.

Qin Mu's cultivation was indeed as the rumors suggested, infinitely close to the Golden Core Stage. That punch just now seemed casual, but it actually contained the majestic spiritual power of the "Xuantian One Qi," enough to shatter mountains and crack stones.

"This is all the ability you have?" Qin Mu shook his head, appearing somewhat disappointed. "It's truly baffling that Ye Lingxiao would lose to you."

Su Han did not answer and struck with his sword again.

This time, he no longer used a fast attack but instead pushed his starlight power to the limit, laying down starlight barriers in front of him. Meanwhile, his feet moved in profound steps, constantly shifting positions to search for Qin Mu's weaknesses.

"Boring."

Qin Mu finally drew the heavy sword from his back.

It was a pitch-black colossal sword, one foot wide and five feet long, looking incredibly heavy. Yet in his hands, it seemed as light as a feather.

"Xuantian · Mountain Cleaver!"

Qin Mu gripped the sword with both hands and delivered a simple, crude downward slash.

There were no fancy techniques or profound variations, only the purest and most overbearing power.

"Crack—!"

The starlight barriers shattered like paper. The heavy sword's momentum did not decrease as it slashed straight toward Su Han's face.

Su Han's pupils contracted as he pushed his movement technique to the limit, sidestepping at the critical moment to avoid it. The heavy sword grazed his body as it fell, striking the arena stage.

"Boom—!"

The entire stage shook violently, as a gash ten zhang long and three feet deep was carved into it. Debris flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

"Good reaction," Qin Mu's voice came from within the dust. "But how many times can you dodge?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he swung his sword again.

This time, it was a horizontal slash.

The heavy sword carried the momentum of shattering mountains as it swept across, sealing off all of Su Han's paths of retreat.

There was no room to retreat, and no way to dodge.

A flash of decisiveness crossed Su Han's eyes. Instead of dodging, he charged toward the heavy sword.

"What is he doing?"

"He's insane! Taking Qin Mu's heavy sword head-on is certain death!"

"Quickly, get out of the way!"

Amidst everyone's cries of alarm, the Qingfeng Sword in Su Han's hand once again lit up with that murky grey light.

Chaos Return to Origin.

But this time, the grey light did not condense into Sword Qi; instead, it attached itself to the blade, forming a thin grey film that looked as if it could shatter at any moment. (End of Chapter)