In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

As the sound faded, the massive crack began to slowly shrink and heal.

Clearly, after the projection was completely destroyed, the Will of Guixu temporarily lost its foothold for large-scale intervention in this place. Coupled with its fear of Su Han's strange chaotic power, it chose to retreat temporarily.

But this does not mean the end; rather, it is the stillness before an even more terrifying storm.

Su Han stared intently at the mended crack until it completely disappeared and the sky returned to its original color—although it was still filled with the mess and shattering after the energy storm, the suffocating sense of oppression from the void finally dissipated.

He knew that the real trouble was just beginning.

He not only exposed himself, but may have also exposed the world, which has not yet recovered from the final tide, to an unimaginable and terrifying enemy.

All of this is for self-preservation and to save the land beneath our feet.

"call……"

He exhaled a long breath of stale air mixed with sparks and blood, and his tense mind relaxed slightly. Suddenly, he felt dizzy and his vision began to blur and turn black.

But he knew he absolutely could not fall now.

Although the battle has temporarily ended, the mess it left behind is far from being cleaned up.

He forced himself to stay alert and scanned the ground below.

The land was ravaged, and the land that had already been ravaged by the final tide was now covered with countless huge craters, traces of flowing lava, and gray and desolate areas eroded by the power of annihilation.

Some weaker corpses and skeletons were reduced to dust in the aftermath of the previous battle, but many powerful undead creatures still lingered in the distance.

They were intimidated by the aura of the Void and the power of the Chaos Origin Fire, and dared not approach, but the soul fire in their eyes flickered, clearly indicating that they had not given up their greed for the living.

Further away, the surviving soldiers were gazing at the blood-soaked figure in the sky with eyes that held a mixture of awe, fear, bewilderment, and a glimmer of hope.

It was he who stopped that world-destroying dark singularity.

It was he who shattered the despair-inducing existence of the Void, which was merely a projection.

But the power he wielded was also full of destruction and calamity; the gray-white stillness, the crimson lava, and the golden-red flames—each one sent shivers down one's spine.

Is he the savior?
Or is it another, even more terrifying... Demon King?
Su Han ignored those gazes; his eyes fell on the huge, dark remnants left behind after the Guixu projection had been "melted," still wriggling slightly.

Those were the "dregs" left behind after the highly condensed energy of the Void was decomposed by the Chaos Origin Fire. Although they had lost their activity, they still exuded a strong aura of decay and destruction. If left unchecked, they would pollute large areas of land and breed even more terrifying monsters. He struggled to raise his hand, and the Nirvana Golden Flame in his palm leaped again, but it was much weaker than before.

"burn!"

He gave a low shout and flicked his finger.

Thin, golden-red streaks of fire shot out, landing precisely on the massive, dark wreckage.

chi chi...

The flames spread, slowly but steadily burning these dangerous remnants, transforming them into the purest energy particles that dissipated into the world.

This process is very slow. Given Su Han's current state, he is no longer able to activate the Chaos Origin Fire on a large scale.

After completing this necessary task, he could no longer hold on, his body went limp, and he fell from mid-air.

"grown ups!"

A dark figure darted over and carefully caught him before he hit the ground.

It was the necromancer. He looked at Su Han with eyes filled with unparalleled fanaticism and awe.

Su Han barely managed to maintain a sliver of consciousness, speaking weakly in a hoarse voice:

"Clean up...the battlefield...beware...of the remaining undead..."

After saying that, he could no longer resist the overwhelming darkness, and his vision went black as he completely lost consciousness.

Even after he fell into a coma, the chaotic primordial fire within his body continued to circulate subtly, slowly repairing his dilapidated body and, at the same time, imperceptibly reshaping everything about him.

This Pyrrhic victory gave him a chance to catch his breath, but it also propelled him into a more turbulent and dangerous future.

The hatred between them and Guixu is irreconcilable.

The power of chaos is both his reliance and the potential to ultimately devour him.

This is just the beginning. (End of Chapter)