In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

Although a true seal of chaos is still a long way off, at least a viable path has been found. If, through the battle with Qin Mu, one can further comprehend the true essence of chaos, perhaps the seal can be reconstructed before the demonic seed erupts.

Time passed second by second.

Su Han was completely immersed in his cultivation, forgetting the passage of time. Until Lin Xuan's voice came from outside the meditation room:
"Junior Brother Su, the finals are about to begin."

Su Han opened his eyes, and a glint of light flashed and disappeared.

In three days, he not only stabilized the seal initially, but also successfully constructed a miniature chaotic vortex within his body. Although this vortex was still very unstable and could collapse at any time, it was already enough to temporarily suppress the demonic seed.

More importantly, in the process of constructing the chaotic vortex, his understanding of the "Return to Origin" sword technique deepened.

If his previous sword strike was an extraordinary performance under dire circumstances, barely touching the edge of chaos, then now he has a slight possibility of actively controlling the power of chaos.

Although it's just a tiny bit, it might be enough against Qin Mu.

"Qin Mu..." Su Han murmured the name, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

Pushing open the door to the quiet room, Lin Xuan was slightly taken aback when he saw Su Han.

Although his face was still pale and his breath still weak, there was an unprecedented gleam in Su Han's eyes. It wasn't a last gasp or a show of bravado, but a genuine confidence that came from within.

"You... succeeded?" Lin Xuan asked tentatively.

"It's temporarily stabilized," Su Han nodded. "But it can only last for a day at most. After a day, if I can't break through or complete the Chaos Seal, the Demon Seed will still erupt."

“One day…” Lin Xuan frowned. “After the finals, regardless of victory or defeat, you must immediately go into seclusion. I will ask Sect Master Yunlan to personally protect you, I promise…”

"No need." Su Han interrupted him, looking towards the central square. "The finals will be my time for seclusion. The battle with Qin Mu will be my chance for a breakthrough."

After speaking, he strode towards the square, his back straight as a sword.

Lin Xuan watched his retreating figure and suddenly remembered what Ye Lingxiao had said when he left:

"That was an unprecedented path, full of thorns, where a single misstep could lead to utter destruction. I hope that when we meet again, you will still be wielding a sword."

"Junior Brother Su, you must... stay alive and wield the sword," Lin Xuan murmured, and followed.

Central Square.

When Su Han appeared, the entire venue erupted in cheers once again.

If Su Han forced Ye Lingxiao to admit defeat in their previous battle with the incredible "Return to Origin" sword, he is now widely recognized as a peerless genius capable of competing with Qin Mu for the championship.

Although most people didn't think he could win—after all, he looked terrible, his face was as pale as paper, and he was so weak that he seemed like he could collapse at any moment.

But having learned from Ye Lingxiao's example, no one dared to underestimate him anymore.

"This Su Han really manages to create miracles every time."

"However, Qin Mu is not Ye Lingxiao. The Xuan Tian Sect's 'Xuan Tian Yi Qi' is known as the one qi that can transform into all things. Its greatest strength is to crush all techniques with absolute power."

"Yes, and Qin Mu is at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, half a step into the Golden Core stage. Even if Su Han were at his peak, he might not be a match for him, let alone now..."

"See? Maybe another miracle will happen?"

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Su Han stepped onto the arena.

Qin Mu was already waiting there.

This was a tall young man, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a resolute face and sharp, eagle-like eyes. He wore a black, close-fitting outfit and carried a broad, heavy sword on his back, exuding an aura of immovable solidity.

Unlike Ye Lingxiao's return to simplicity, Qin Mu gives people the feeling of absolute power and absolute oppression.

"Qingyun Sect, Su Han." Su Han clasped his hands in greeting.

"Xuantian Sect, Qin Mu." Qin Mu returned the greeting, his voice booming like a bell, "Ye Lingxiao's defeat to you was his own choice. But I will not. I will use absolute power to make you understand that in the face of true strength, all skills are vain."

"Please." Su Han didn't say much, and slowly drew his Qingfeng sword.

This time, he didn't wait and attacked immediately. "Starlight - Flowing Shadow!"

Su Han's figure transformed into a streak of starlight, instantly appearing beside Qin Mu and thrusting his sword towards his ribs. This sword strike was as fast as lightning, with a tricky angle, and was precisely the killing move from "Nine Transformations of Star Shift".

"A trivial skill."

Qin Mu didn't even draw his sword; he simply raised his left hand and threw a punch.

"boom--!"

Fist and sword clashed with a muffled thud. Su Han felt an overwhelming force emanating from the sword, sending him flying backward. He tumbled three times in the air before barely landing, his hand split open and bleeding profusely.

"Such powerful strength..." Su Han thought with a chill.

Qin Mu's cultivation level was indeed as rumored, already very close to the Golden Core stage. That punch just now, seemingly casual, actually contained the powerful spiritual energy of "Mysterious Heaven Qi," enough to split mountains and shatter rocks.

"Is that all you've got?" Qin Mu shook his head, seemingly somewhat disappointed. "It's truly baffling that Ye Lingxiao would lose to you."

Su Han did not answer, and drew his sword again.

This time, he didn't use a quick attack. Instead, he pushed his starlight power to its limit, creating layers of starlight barriers in front of him. At the same time, he used profound footwork to constantly change positions, searching for Qin Mu's weaknesses.

"boring."

Qin Mu finally drew the heavy sword from his back.

It was a massive, jet-black sword, a foot wide and five feet long, and it looked incredibly heavy. But in his hands, it felt as light as a feather.

"Mysterious Heaven - Mountain Opening!"

Qin Mu gripped his sword with both hands and delivered a simple, brutal downward slash.

There are no fancy techniques, no mysterious variations, only the purest and most domineering power.

"Snap—!"

The starlight barrier shattered like paper. The heavy sword, undeterred, slashed straight at Su Han's face.

Su Han's pupils contracted as he pushed his movement technique to its limit, narrowly dodging the attack at the last second. The heavy sword grazed his body and struck the arena.

"Boom—!"

The entire arena shook violently, and a trench ten zhang long and three chi deep was cleaved out. Debris flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

"Not bad," Qin Mu's voice came from the smoke and dust, "but how many times can you dodge?"

He had barely finished speaking when he swung his sword again.

This time, it was a horizontal slash.

The heavy sword, carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, swept across, blocking all of Su Han's escape routes.

There was nowhere to retreat, nowhere to avoid.

A resolute glint flashed in Su Han's eyes. Instead of dodging or avoiding, he charged forward to meet the heavy sword head-on.

What is he going to do?

"He's insane! To take Qin Mu's heavy sword head-on is certain death!"

"Get out of the way!"

Amidst everyone's gasps, the Qingfeng sword in Su Han's hand once again shone with that hazy gray light.

Chaos returns to its origin.

This time, however, the gray light did not condense into sword energy. Instead, it adhered to the sword's blade, forming a thin, seemingly fragile gray film. (End of Chapter)