In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

Ye Lingxiao's words were calm, but each word was like a sword, piercing Su Han's Dao heart.

Purify all things that "exist".

Su Han felt his Starlight Sword Intent being dissolved by some invisible force. It wasn't a simple suppression, but a restraint of a higher level of "existential nature." His Star Power originated from the vast sky, a real material energy existing in the universe, but Ye Lingxiao's "Dustless" seemed to stand on the opposite side of "existence," specifically dissolving all attributes of "being."

This is not a difference in cultivation level, but a fundamental difference in realm.

"Then, if you yourself are also 'existent,' how can you purify yourself?" Su Han suddenly spoke, a glimmer of understanding flashing in his eyes.

Ye Lingxiao was slightly taken aback, then revealed an appreciative smile: "Good question. So 'Dustless' is not really 'nothingness,' but rather uses 'nothingness' as its function and 'existence' as its essence. I myself am the only 'existence' allowed to exist in this purification domain."

Just as he was explaining, Su Han caught the subtle change—when Ye Lingxiao's sword intent focused on explaining its own reasoning, a very brief disharmony appeared in that absolutely pure domain.

It's now!

The spiritual energy within Su Han's body surged wildly, and the Star Sealing Demon Seal on his chest suddenly erupted with a blinding light. This time, he did not suppress the demonic seed; instead, he actively drew out a wisp of pure demonic energy and merged it into the starlight.

"laugh--!"

On the Azure Edge Sword, silvery starlight and dark purple demonic energy intertwined and swirled, forming a strange yet magnificent purple-silver halo. These two inherently conflicting forces achieved a dangerous balance under Su Han's extremely precise control.

The moment Ye Lingxiao's "Dustless" domain came into contact with this mixed power, it fluctuated for the first time.

Purification? Purify what?
Is it to purify the starlight, or to purify the demonic energy?
The essence of the "Dustless" sword intent is "returning to oneness," purifying all impurities to their purest state. However, in Su Han's sword strike, the starlight and demonic energy are not simply mixed, but exist in a contradictory state of "both antagonism and symbiosis." Purifying the starlight will cause the demonic energy to erupt out of control; purifying the demonic energy will cause the starlight to lose its balance and go berserk.

Purifying either side will lead to an imbalance in the other, ultimately triggering more complex energy turbulence.

This is the "unity of opposites".

A serious look finally appeared in Ye Lingxiao's eyes. For the first time, he took half a step back, and the Wuchen Sword drew a complete circle in front of him.

"Dustless Return to Ruins".

The circle seemed to transform into a miniature black hole, absorbing all the purple-silver energy surging from Su Han's sword. But this time, Ye Lingxiao's body trembled slightly, and a barely perceptible pallor crossed his face.

"You actually used demonic energy..." Ye Lingxiao said in a low voice, his eyes filled with shock and confusion, "Aren't you afraid of completely succumbing to demonic possession?"

"I'm afraid." Su Han gasped for breath, the star mark on his chest flickering. That attack had widened the crack in the seal. "But I'm even more afraid of losing my right to seek the Dao."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Han's figure suddenly blurred.

In the next instant, nine figures of Su Han appeared on the arena, each wielding a Qingfeng sword, thrusting at Ye Lingxiao from different directions. The aura emanating from each figure was exactly the same, even the proportion of starlight and demonic energy mixed together was identical.

"Nine Star Shifts, combined with the Shadow Clone Technique..." On the high platform, an elder with white hair and beard exclaimed, "This young man has actually fused the techniques of both the righteous and demonic paths to such an extent!"

Ye Lingxiao closed his eyes and slowly raised the Dustless Sword.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, all things are empty." He slashed with his sword, without any target, just an ordinary slash.

But after this strike, the eight phantoms of Su Han on the arena instantly dissipated, leaving only his real body staggering backward with a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Your clone technique is exquisite, but in front of 'Dustless,' all illusions are nothing but bubbles." Ye Lingxiao opened his eyes, his tone tinged with regret. "Su Han, you are indeed a genius. If you were given ten years, you might truly be able to stand on equal footing with me. But right now, you are too hasty."

Su Han wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly laughed: "Ten years? I can't wait ten years."

He looked down at his chest; the light of the Star-Sealing Demon Seal grew dimmer, and cracks spread like a spiderweb. The roar of the demonic seed echoed in his mind, tempting him to abandon resistance and embrace that boundless power.

Seven days.

This was the limit he set for himself, but after the battle just now, that timeframe might be shortened to three days, or even less.

"Ye Lingxiao, take my final sword strike." Su Han's voice was terrifyingly calm. "This sword strike is the culmination of my life's learning, and it is my last chance."

Ye Lingxiao's expression turned serious. He could tell that Su Han wasn't bluffing. Within this young man, a destructive power was brewing—a resolute force that burned life itself, even the soul.

"Is it worth it?" Ye Lingxiao asked. "To risk your life for this battle?"

"This isn't gambling, it's a choice." Starlight and demonic energy blazed simultaneously in Su Han's eyes. "If I can't advance further in the way of the sword, what difference is there between living and dying?"

The Green Edge Sword was slowly raised.

This time, Su Han's movements were slow, so slow that everyone could see every detail. On the sword, silver and dark purple light began to swirl and intertwine, eventually forming a hazy, gray sword aura. That sword aura seemed ordinary, yet it sent shivers down the spines of all the spectators.

"That's... the aura of chaos?" Sect Master Yunlan suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Chaos, the state before the creation of heaven and earth, where all things were undifferentiated and yin and yang were undefined. This is a level of power that exists only in ancient legends; how could a Foundation Establishment stage youth possibly touch it?
Ye Lingxiao's expression finally changed. He could sense that the hazy sword energy contained a realm that transcended "existence" and "non-existence." It was the most primordial "Primordial Chaos," an existence that even the "Dustless" sword intent could not purify.

Because chaos is the end point after everything has been purified, and also the beginning point of everything.

"I possess a sword called 'Return to Origin'," Su Han's voice seemed to come from a distant heaven. "Please enlighten me."

The sword is drawn.

There was no sound, no imposing presence, only a thin gray line that slowly flew towards Ye Lingxiao.

Ye Lingxiao took a deep breath, and the Dustless Sword drew eighty-one circles in front of him, each circle representing a purification domain. The eighty-one domains overlapped, forming an indestructible absolute barrier.

"Dust-free, pristine sky".

This is the strongest defense among Ye Lingxiao's self-created sword techniques, which once blocked a full-force attack from a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

The thin gray line touched the first ring. (End of Chapter)