56: Chapter 56 Dragon Elephant Fist Breaks Nirvana's Might, Nine Hells Dao Soul Points the Way

"Little Beast, I will pull out your Soul and refine your spirit!"

"Damn it, you're like a persistent ghost."

Gu Han spat out a mouthful of blood and foam, his legs exerting sudden force as he shot into the air like a cannonball, crashing straight through the roof of a nearby house.

Amidst flying roof tiles, he landed in a bedroom, startling a young couple on the bed into screaming.

"Excuse me."

Gu Han tossed out a few pieces of silver without stopping, crashing out through the window on the opposite side.

This sequence of movements was as fast as lightning.

By the time Li Tianxing caught up, he only saw the sky full of flying debris and the trembling couple.

"Trash."

Li Tianxing cursed angrily, the vertical eye on his forehead glowing with intense blood-red light, instantly locking onto the direction Gu Han had fled.

Just as he was about to pursue, his expression suddenly changed, and he swerved his body sharply.

"Boom!"

A golden Buddha palm brushed past his clothes and slammed into the wall, instantly reducing the entire wall to dust.

"Li Tianxing!"

"You killed a Disciple of my Buddha Sect and think you can just run away? It's not that easy!"

"Tonight, this old monk will act on behalf of heaven!"

Zen Master Liao Chen arrived, stepping on a golden lotus. Behind him, three Arhat phantoms formed hand Seals simultaneously, sealing off all of Li Tianxing's escape routes.

"Bald donkey, you're courting death!"

Li Tianxing was furious; his blood-red robe fluttered without wind, and a hundred-foot blood magic image emerged behind him.

Two Nirvana Realm powerhouses clashed instantly, and the terrifying energy fluctuations razed the entire street to the ground.

Gu Han felt the violent tremors coming from behind him and knew his strategy of diverting the disaster had worked.

However, he dared not relax in the slightest; the energy of the blade fragment inside his body was becoming increasingly violent.

The longer he stayed here, the stronger the attraction of the fragment became.

"I must find a place to suppress this ghostly thing."

Gu Han scanned his surroundings and suddenly changed direction, running towards the West District.

The most dangerous place is often the safest; with the righteous and evil factions fighting in the East District, the West District had become a blind spot.

He specifically chose to travel through dark alleys, his figure moving silently like a ghost.

Stimulated by the blade handle, his Dragon Elephant Bloodline fully awakened, making every step as light as a feather yet as fast as lightning.

After passing through three streets, Gu Han discovered a dilapidated courtyard.

The courtyard walls had mostly collapsed, and it was overgrown with weeds, clearly long abandoned.

"This will do."

Gu Han leaped in, but stumbled upon landing due to the rampaging energy within his body.

He endured the intense pain, quickly checked the entire courtyard, and after confirming it was empty, ducked into a relatively intact side room.

"Bang!"

As soon as he closed the door, Gu Han could no longer hold on; he fell to one knee and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood landed on the ground, making a "hissing" sound and corroding small pits into the blue bricks.

"What on earth is the origin of this blood river netherworld blade..."

Gu Han gritted his teeth and tore open the collar of his shirt.

A strange blade-shaped mark had appeared on his chest, and dark golden patterns were spreading from the mark across his entire body.

Each pattern writhed like a living creature, bringing tearing pain.

"Nine Hells Demon Suppressing Art, suppress it for me!"

Gu Han sat cross-legged and exerted his Cultivation Technique with all his might.

The Nine Hells True Qi in his Dantian spun frantically, attempting to suppress the blood-red energy released by the blade handle.

However, as soon as these two energies touched, a more violent conflict erupted.

"Pfft!"

Another mouthful of blood sprayed out, and Gu Han's face turned as pale as paper.

He felt like a small boat in a storm, ready to be torn into pieces at any moment.

"Damn it..."

Gu Han gritted his teeth and circulated the Nine Hells Demon Suppressing Art, but the True Qi in his Dantian was rampaging like a wild horse.

The Evil Qi released by the blood river netherworld blade handle and the Nine Hells True Qi tore at each other; his Meridians were snapping inch by inch, and fine beads of blood seeped out from his skin.

"Am I going to die here?"

As his consciousness gradually blurred, Gu Han vaguely saw a figure emerging from the blade handle mark.

It was an old man in black robes restrained by nine chains; his eyes were like lightning, and just one look made his Soul tremble.

"Kid, what is your name?"

The old man's voice sounded like the clashing of gold and iron.

Gu Han endured the intense pain and stared at the other party vigilantly.

"And who are you?"

"I am the Nine Hells Daoist, a remnant Soul sealed within this blade handle."

The old man grinned, revealing stark white teeth.

"It is quite interesting that you can withstand the Evil Qi of the blood river netherworld blade without dying."

"And you have even Cultivated my 'Nine Hells Demon Suppressing Art'."

Nine Hells Daoist?

Gu Han's heart jolted.

Isn't this the creator of the 'Nine Hells Demon Suppressing Art' mentioned in the technique?

"Senior, is the technique I am Cultivating yours?"

The Nine Hells Daoist's remnant Soul laughed upon hearing this.

"No wonder it felt familiar."

"Kid, you and I are fated."

The Nine Hells Daoist's voice echoed continuously in Gu Han's mind.

The illusory figure was wrapped in nine chains, and every time he spoke a word, the chains made a harsh grating sound.

Gu Han endured the pain of the two energies tearing at his body and asked through gritted teeth.

"Senior, since you are the founder of the technique, is there any way to resolve the conflict between the energies in my body?"

"Conflict?"

The Nine Hells Daoist's remnant Soul suddenly laughed, the sound causing Gu Han's Sea of Consciousness to churn.

"Idiot."

"This is a massive Opportunity."

"If I had an Opportunity like yours back then, I wouldn't have fallen."

Gu Han's pupils constricted as he saw the Nine Hells Daoist's illusory finger point, and a black light merged into his forehead.

Instantly, countless pieces of information flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

"The Nine Hells Demon Suppressing Art inherently requires extremely Yin and extremely Evil objects as nutrients."

"This blood river netherworld blade handle is the core of an ancient magic weapon, which is just right to serve as the catalyst for your Breakthrough."

Gu Han's entire body shook violently; the dark golden patterns beneath his skin intertwined even more intensely with the blood-red energy.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the ground was corroded into a bowl-sized pit.

"Senior... I cannot hold on much longer."

The Nine Hells Daoist snorted coldly.

"Fool."

"Listen well: use your Dragon Elephant Bloodline as the medium, use the Nine Hells True Qi as the guide, and use the Evil Qi as the fire. Combine the three into one, and you can create a True Qi like no other."

"That is something I never achieved myself."

Gu Han's eyes lit up.

He stopped suppressing the rampaging energy in his body and instead actively guided the power of his Dragon Elephant Bloodline to flow towards his Dantian.

The dark golden blood surged through his Meridians like an Awakening giant dragon.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering explosion sounded within his body.

Gu Han bled from his seven orifices, but he clenched his teeth tightly.

Following the method taught by the Nine Hells Daoist, he forcibly blended the three forces.

The dark golden patterns on his skin gradually became stained with blood, forming bizarre and magnificent blood-gold patterns.

In his Dantian, the originally pitch-black Nine Hells True Qi began to transform, with wisps of blood-red threads circulating within it.

"It is not enough."

The Nine Hells Daoist shouted sharply.

"Draw the blade's Evil Qi into your heart; only by pushing yourself to the brink of death can you find life."

A ruthless glint flashed in Gu Han's eyes.

He suddenly urged all the Qi and blood in his body, actively guiding the most violent Evil Qi from the blood river netherworld blade handle towards his heart.

"Pfft!"

Blood spurted from his mouth like a fountain.

Everything went black before Gu Han's eyes, and he nearly passed out.

Just as his consciousness was about to dissipate, a burst of dazzling blood-gold light suddenly erupted from his heart!

"It is done."

The Nine Hells Daoist laughed.

Inside Gu Han's body, the brand-new True Qi surged like a burst levee.

This True Qi possessed both the tyranny of the Nine Hells and the sharpness of the Evil Qi, and it even carried the weight of the Dragon Elephant.

Wherever it passed, his broken Meridians were instantly repaired and became even tougher than before.

"Such powerful strength..."

Having regained consciousness, Gu Han clenched his fist, and the air exploded with a sonic boom.

The Nine Hells Daoist's remnant Soul, however, suddenly became illusory.