In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

An hour later, Su Han stepped onto the twelfth arena.

Opposite the arena stood a woman in a light blue gauze dress. She was indeed extremely beautiful, with skin as white as snow, eyebrows and features as exquisite as a painting, and eyes that seemed to hold autumn water, with a hazy glow flowing in her gaze, unconsciously making people feel favorably towards her and lowering their guard.

"Junior Brother Su Han of the Ziyang Sect?" Meng Qingsi's voice was gentle, like a spring breeze brushing past her ear. "Just now, I saw Junior Brother defeat his enemy with a single sword strike. His sword intent was awe-inspiring, and I admire him greatly. I hope Junior Brother will show mercy later."

As she spoke, the hazy light in her eyes rippled slightly, and an invisible, intangible spiritual fluctuation quietly spread out, attempting to permeate Su Han's mind.

If it were an ordinary Star Sea Realm cultivator, under the influence of such gentle words and the subtle allure of the soul, they would inevitably waver and feel a little pity or carelessness. However, the moonlight in Su Han's Star Palace flowed naturally, and the intruding soul fluctuations were like a mud ox entering the sea, failing to cause the slightest ripple.

Su Han's expression remained unchanged as he cupped his hands and said, "Senior Sister Meng, please."

A flicker of surprise crossed Meng Qingsi's eyes. Although she hadn't used her full power in "Autumn Water Guidance," few cultivators of the same level could withstand it so easily. This Su Han was indeed extraordinary.

Without another word, she lightly raised her slender hand, forming a mysterious hand seal. In an instant, the scene on the arena changed dramatically—countless pink petals appeared out of thin air, fluttering down, filling the air with a sweet, cloying fragrance that made one drowsy. At the same time, Meng Qingsi's figure appeared and disappeared in the rain of flowers, as if she had transformed into countless forms, each one smiling and dancing gracefully.

"The Illusionary Flower Realm," someone whispered from below the stage. "One of the signature illusions of the Divine Dream Pavilion. Once trapped, all five senses are lost, the soul is destroyed, and one becomes completely at the mercy of others."

Standing in the heart of the flower rain, Su Han felt the scenery before him shift and change, the air filled with fragrance, and he seemed to hear a soft, alluring song, stirring up his inner turmoil. He closed his eyes and focused his mind inward. Within the star palace, the moonlight shone brightly, like a radiant moon hanging high, illuminating his spiritual realm. All illusions, fragrances, and sounds, under the moonlight, vanished and dissipated like morning mist meeting the rising sun.

From the outside, Su Han simply stood with his eyes closed, unmoved by the illusions filling the sky. Meanwhile, Meng Qingsi's figure weaved through the rain of flowers, her jade fingers flashing, sending invisible spiritual attacks, like needles piercing Su Han's brow.

However, all the attacks on the soul were silently annihilated as soon as they reached three feet in front of Su Han, as if they had hit an invisible wall.

Meng Qingsi's face paled slightly. She had already used seventy percent of her power, yet she couldn't even make the other person's expression change? Was this person's soul defense really that strong?

"Senior Sister Meng, if these are all the methods you have, this battle can end now," Su Han suddenly said, opening his eyes at the same time.

The moment he opened his eyes, Meng Qingsi met his gaze. She felt that his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, calm and still, yet they seemed to reflect every flaw in her soul. Her delicate body trembled, and the illusion she was casting became slightly sluggish.

It's now!

Su Han moved. The "Starfire Sword" was not drawn; he simply pointed forward with his fingers together like a sword.

A condensed, almost tangible, pale golden sword aura shot out from the fingertip, scattering the illusory flowers in its path and revealing the original scene of the arena. The sword aura was not fast, but it carried a sword intent that cut through illusion and pointed directly to the essence, locking onto a certain spot in the rain of flowers.

Meng Qingsi's true form appeared, her pretty face changed slightly, and she quickly made a gesture with her jade hand in front of her, creating a semi-transparent divine soul shield.

"laugh--"

A pale golden sword aura struck the light shield, causing it to tremble violently and crack. Meng Qingsi groaned, staggering back three steps, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth. Her gaze towards Su Han was filled with horror. Her strongest abilities were illusions and soul attacks. Now, her illusions were broken, her soul attacks were ineffective, and her close-combat strength was far inferior to that of a sword cultivator of the same level. And her opponent had almost shattered her soul shield with just a single sword aura—how could she possibly fight back?
"I concede." Meng Qingsi was quite decisive, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth and giving a graceful bow. "Junior Brother Su Han has a strong soul and clear sword intent. I admire you."

The referee declared Su Han the winner.

This battle ended even faster and more "ordinarily" than the first. Many spectators with lower cultivation levels didn't even understand what was happening—they only saw Meng Qingsi cast a gorgeous illusion, Su Han close his eyes, open them, point a finger, and Meng Qingsi coughed up blood and admitted defeat.

But the sect elders and true prodigies on the high platform could see it clearly.

"Such a powerful soul defense! Meng Qingsi's 'Illusory Flower Realm' has received the true teachings of the Divine Dream Pavilion, yet it cannot shake her mind in the slightest!"

"It's not just about defense. His final finger strike contained a sword intent that could cut through illusions, making it the bane of illusions. This young man's grasp of opportunities and understanding of his own power far surpasses those of his peers."

"The Ziyang Sect has struck gold."

The Water Moon Sect Master's eyes gleamed with admiration. He said to the old man beside him, "Fellow Daoist Yuqing, this child's soul is so refined that it is comparable to a Star Palace Realm cultivator who specializes in soul cultivation techniques. What is even more remarkable is his temperament. He remains unmoved and as clear as a mirror in the face of illusions and temptations."

Master Yuqing stroked his beard and smiled: "He is indeed a promising talent. Let's see how far he can go."

This time, the Vajra Sect Master didn't utter any more sarcastic remarks. He simply stared at Su Han with a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

Su Han returned to his seat and continued to meditate. Two wins in two battles, he had successfully entered the top 250. Every battle from now on would be even more difficult.

Ye Lingxiao also won the second match, but after nearly a hundred moves of hard fighting, he suffered some minor injuries and is currently taking medicine to recuperate.

Master Ziyang looked at his two disciples, feeling both gratified and heavy-hearted. The greater the potential Su Han displayed, the more murderous the Heart-Eating Sword Sect would likely become. The upcoming battle required utmost caution.

In the third and fourth matches, Su Han's opponents were Yan Lie, ranked 103rd, known as "Blazing Blade," and Zhou Ruoshui, ranked 79th, a true disciple of the "Mysterious Water Sect."

Yan Lie was hot-tempered and his swordsmanship was ferocious. His blazing sword intent swept across the arena, and his attacks were like a tidal wave. However, Su Han used the power of the Primordial Star to drive the Starfire Sword Intent. The quality of the flames was far superior to his opponent's. After thirty moves, he broke through the sword net with a move called "Sparkling Wilderness". His sword energy struck his opponent's wrist, forcing him to abandon his sword and admit defeat.

Zhou Ruoshui, on the other hand, possessed a completely different style. Her techniques were supple and continuous, her swordplay flowing like water. She excelled at using softness to overcome hardness and wear down her opponents. After exchanging more than fifty blows with her, Su Han discerned the flow and patterns of her swordplay. Suddenly, he unleashed his power, simulating a trace of "sharp metal" characteristics with the power of the Primordial Star. His sword speed increased by 30%, allowing him to break through her defenses with a single point. The tip of his sword hovered half an inch in front of her throat, securing victory.

With four consecutive victories, Su Han successfully advanced to the top 125. His performance has also attracted widespread attention.

"She won again! This time it was Zhou Ruoshui! Her 'Flowing Water Sword Intent' is best at defense and attrition, but Su Han managed to break through it!"

"Just what kind of monster is this Su Han? His blazing sword intent was suppressed by his flames, and his flowing sword intent was broken through by him with a single point... It seems that he can find a way to counter any opponent, regardless of their style?" (End of Chapter)