741: Chapter 741 Lu Xueqi and Biyao (120)

"Puchi!" The chaos sword instantly pierced through the chest of the tall Cultivator. Chaos Spiritual Power poured into his body, frantically destroying his Meridians and magic core, purifying the Devilish Qi within him. The tall Cultivator spat out a large mouthful of black blood, his eyes filled with resentment and despair. He tried to struggle, but his body was already bound by the Chaos Spiritual Power, making him unable to move at all. Finally, his body stiffened and he collapsed to the ground, his breath completely gone. The long saber in his hand also fell to the ground, losing its former luster.

At that moment, the thin Cultivator's short dagger also struck Su Han's back. However, as soon as the dagger touched Su Han's clothes, it was blocked by the Chaos mist surrounding him. The poison and Devilish Qi on the dagger were instantly purified by the Chaos mist, and the dagger itself was shattered by the Chaos Power. The thin Cultivator only felt a powerful counter-shock force surge into his body. He spat out a mouthful of blood and involuntarily retreated several steps, his eyes filled with horror and despair. He knew he had completely lost any chance of winning; facing a powerhouse like Su Han, he had no opportunity to resist at all.

Su Han slowly turned around and looked at the thin Cultivator, his eyes devoid of any pity. "Now, it's your turn."

The thin Cultivator's face turned pale, and his legs went weak as he knelt on the ground, his eyes full of pleading. "Su Han, spare me! I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do evil again. Please spare my life! I'm willing to submit to you and serve you like an ox or a horse, just please spare my life!"

"Spare your life?" Su Han sneered. "You have murdered so many innocent Cultivators and commoners, your hands are stained with blood. Now you ask for your life to be spared—do you think that's possible? Who was there to spare the lives of those you murdered?"

With that, Su Han swung the chaos sword, and a strand of chaos sword Qi slashed toward the thin Cultivator. The thin Cultivator's eyes were full of despair; he had no strength to resist and could only watch helplessly as the chaos sword Qi struck his body. He was instantly torn apart, turning into wisps of Devilish Qi that dissipated into the air.

Having dealt with these two Peak Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, the remaining few black-clad Cultivators were scared out of their wits. They knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowing incessantly and begging for mercy, hoping Su Han would spare them. But Su Han was not soft-hearted at all. With a wave of the chaos sword, several strands of chaos sword Qi cut them all down, leaving no survivors. He knew that one could not show any mercy to these heinous criminals; if they were left alive, they would surely return to harm the innocent again in the future.

After slaying all the remaining forces, Su Han breathed a sigh of relief, and the Chaos Spiritual Power in his body was somewhat depleted. He circulated his Chaos Cultivation Method to quickly recover his spiritual power while observing the surroundings to ensure there were no other ambushes. The mist of the God-Burying Abyss remained dense, and the Yin Qi and Death Qi were still heavy, but there were no other presences nearby. Clearly, this remnant force had been completely eradicated.

Just as Su Han was about to turn back to regroup with Fairy Yuehua, he suddenly sensed a powerful and eerie aura coming from deep within the mist ahead. This aura was even colder and more bizarre than the Yinsha Puppets he had encountered before. Furthermore, it contained a powerful Chaos Power that bore some resemblance to the Chaos Power emitted by the Ancient Altar, yet it was even more violent and evil.

"What is this aura?" A flash of solemnity crossed Su Han's eyes, and the unease in his heart grew stronger. He could sense that the owner of this aura was extremely powerful, at least at the Middle Stage of the Soul Transformation Stage, and possibly even the Late Stage—stronger even than the Grand Elder and Immortal Master Zixia. Moreover, this aura was neither Devilish Qi nor ordinary spiritual power, nor was it the aura of a Yinsha Puppet. It was a bizarre mixture of Chaos Power, Devilish Qi, and Death Qi that made one's skin crawl.

Su Han did not rush forward recklessly. Instead, he circulated his Chaos Spiritual Power to conceal his presence and cautiously approached the direction of the aura. He knew the owner of this aura was definitely not simple and was likely a subordinate of Elder Yin Yang, or perhaps even Elder Yin Yang himself. If it really was Elder Yin Yang, he would be no match for him with his current strength. He could only hide for now and wait for Fairy Yuehua, the Grand Elder, and the others to arrive as reinforcements.

After advancing cautiously for about several miles into the depths of the mist, Su Han finally saw the owner of that aura. On a clearing ahead stood an old man dressed in a grey robe. The old man's face was pale, devoid of any blood, and his eyes were pitch black without pupils. A thick, eerie aura swirled around him, with Chaos Power, Devilish Qi, and Death Qi intertwined to form a black halo that emitted a heart-palpitating pressure. In his hand, the old man held a black cane carved with eerie runes that emitted faint Chaos Power and Devilish Qi, looking extremely strange.

Beside the old man stood a dozen or so Yinsha Puppets, but these were very different from the ones encountered before. Their forms were more solid, the Yinsha Qi around them was denser, and they even emitted a faint Chaos Power. Their strength was more than a level higher than the previous puppets; several had even reached the Nascent Soul Stage, looking quite terrifying.

"I didn't expect there to be a fish that escaped the net, and a little fellow with a Chaos Dao Body at that." The grey-robed old man slowly turned around, his gaze falling on Su Han. His voice was raspy and eerie, like the sound of two stones rubbing together, which was grating to the ears. Although his eyes had no pupils, Su Han could feel his gaze like a cold venomous snake fixed on him, filled with greed and killing intent.

"Who are you? A subordinate of Elder Yin Yang?" Su Han held the chaos sword, his expression solemn. He circulated all the Chaos Spiritual Power in his body, preparing for battle. He could sense that this grey-robed old man's strength was immense, far exceeding his imagination; once they started fighting, he feared he would find it difficult to resist.

"This seat is a Protector Elder under Elder Yin Yang, Yin Xuanzi." The grey-robed old man sneered, the greed in his eyes growing more intense. "I had long heard that a little fellow with a Chaos Dao Body appeared in the Human Realm, killed the Black Demon Heavenly Venerate, and even repelled the invasion of the Black Demon Hall. I thought it would be some remarkable figure, but it turns out to be just a little brat who has only just broken through to the Soul Transformation Stage."

"The Chaos Dao Body is the top Physique in the world, containing infinite power. As long as I refine your Chaos Dao Body, my strength can reach the next level, perhaps even breaking through to the Late Stage of the Soul Transformation Stage to help the Master open the Ancient Altar and dominate the world!" Yin Xuanzi's voice was full of fanaticism. "Little fellow, if you're smart, you'll surrender quietly and let me refine your Chaos Dao Body. Perhaps then I can give you a quick death. If you dare to resist, I will make your life a living hell, torturing you bit by bit before refining your Chaos Dao Body!" (End of Chapter)