In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

After chasing for about several dozen miles, Su Han finally caught up with the remaining forces of the Black Demon Palace. He saw twenty or thirty black-clad cultivators fleeing in disarray through the clouds and mist, their auras disordered, and their bodies bearing wounds of varying degrees, clearly injured in the previous battle. The two leading cultivators, dressed in long black robes, had sinister faces and were surrounded by dense demonic energy, their auras reaching the peak of the Nascent Soul stage—they were indeed the two peak Nascent Soul cultivators. As they fled, they cautiously observed their surroundings, occasionally glancing back, fearing that Su Han would catch up.

"Stop, you can't escape now." Su Han's voice, like a cold wind, came from the clouds and instantly enveloped the entire group. Upon hearing Su Han's voice, the black-clad cultivators froze in fear, halting their escape, their faces filled with terror and despair.

The two Nascent Soul stage cultivators slowly turned around, their eyes filled with apprehension and resentment as they looked at Su Han emerging from the clouds. One of the taller cultivators sneered, saying, "Su Han, you actually came after me! It seems you're determined to kill me all!"

"The Black Demon Palace has committed countless evils, harming the innocent and slaughtering cultivators. They deserve to be exterminated." Su Han, holding the Chaos Sword, walked towards them step by step, his eyes devoid of any pity. "Today, none of you will escape. You will all pay the price for your actions!"

"Hmph! Arrogant!" Another gaunt cultivator sneered, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. "Su Han, you're just a cultivator who's only just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. Do you really think you're invincible? The two of us are both at the peak of the Core Formation stage. If we join forces, we might not be your match! Besides, this is the Burial Abyss of Gods, where Yin energy is dense and demonic energy is rampant. It will suppress your Chaos Dao Body to some extent. Today, even if we have to fight with all our might, we'll drag you down with us!"

After saying that, the gaunt cultivator waved his hand and shouted, "Brothers, let's fight him! We're all going to die anyway, so let's fight and maybe we'll have a chance to survive!"

Upon hearing this, a glint of madness flashed in the eyes of the black-clad cultivators. They knew they were cornered; rather than be killed by Su Han, they might as well fight with all their might and perhaps find a glimmer of hope. So, they channeled the remaining demonic energy within them, gripped their weapons tightly, and charged towards Su Han. Although their auras were chaotic and their injuries severe, they unleashed astonishing power, their eyes filled with a frenzied killing intent.

"You're courting death." Su Han sneered, a cold glint in his eyes. His chaotic spiritual power surged wildly, and with a flick of his chaotic sword, he unleashed the third move of the Chaotic Sword Technique, "Chaotic Flow." A massive chaotic sword aura, like flowing water, swept towards the black-clad cultivators. Wherever the sword aura passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a piercing roar. The black-clad cultivators who rushed forward were utterly unable to withstand the power of the chaotic sword aura. They were all struck by it, their bodies instantly torn apart, turning into wisps of demonic energy that dissipated into the air. With just one strike, more than a dozen black-clad cultivators were killed. The remaining dozen or so were also forced back several steps by the shockwave of the sword aura, spitting out blood, their injuries even more severe.

The two Nascent Soul stage cultivators were utterly horrified by what they saw. They hadn't expected Su Han to be so powerful; with a single strike, he had killed half of their men. But they didn't back down; the ruthlessness in their eyes intensified. "Attack together! Kill him!" the tall cultivator roared, his figure flashing like a black lightning bolt as he charged towards Su Han. A black longsword materialized in his hand, its blade radiating dense demonic energy and carrying a chilling aura, aimed directly at Su Han's head. This longsword was his natal weapon, imbued with his life's worth of demonic energy, possessing immense power.

At the same time, the gaunt cultivator flashed forward, rushing towards Su Han's side. He held a black dagger coated with potent poison, emanating an eerie black aura, aimed directly at Su Han's waist. He was skilled in ambush; the dagger was incredibly fast and extremely poisonous. Any wound inflicted by the dagger would instantly penetrate the body, corroding meridians and spiritual energy—even a Nascent Soul stage cultivator would find it difficult to withstand.

A flicker of wariness crossed Su Han's eyes, but he remained completely unfazed by the combined attack. He slightly shifted his body, easily dodging the taller cultivator's longsword, while simultaneously swinging his Chaos Sword towards the thinner cultivator's short dagger. "Clang!" A crisp metallic clang rang out, sparks flying. The chaotic power of the Chaos Sword instantly surged into the short dagger, purifying it of its poison and demonic energy. The thinner cultivator felt a sudden numbness in his arm, the short dagger nearly slipping from his grasp. His eyes widened in horror as he quickly retreated several steps, creating distance.

The tall, imposing cultivator, seeing Su Han dodge his attack and repel the thinner cultivator, flashed a hint of anger in his eyes. He brandished his longsword again, charging towards Su Han. The sword moved with tremendous force, unleashing a torrent of black sword energy that rained down on Su Han like a storm. Each sword energy contained powerful demonic energy, possessing immense power. These sword energies intertwined, forming a massive net of blades that trapped Su Han within, giving him no chance to dodge.

"Chaos Sword Technique, Fourth Form—Return to One!" Su Han roared, raising the Chaos Sword high in his hand. His chaotic spiritual power surged wildly within him, causing the sword to erupt with dazzling light. All the chaotic spiritual power condensed on the sword, forming a massive chaotic sword shadow. Su Han swung the Chaos Sword down fiercely, and the enormous chaotic sword shadow cleaved through the black net of blades, instantly tearing it apart. The black blade energy dissipated under the impact of the chaotic sword shadow.

"Impossible!" The tall cultivator's eyes were filled with disbelief. He hadn't expected that his all-out sword net would be so easily torn apart by Su Han. Before he could react, Su Han's figure had already appeared in front of him, the Chaos Sword pointing straight at his chest, moving with lightning speed, giving him no chance to dodge.

"Watch out!" The thin cultivator's expression changed drastically upon seeing this. He rushed towards Su Han, his short dagger aimed at Su Han's back again, trying to force Su Han to retreat and save the tall cultivator.

A cold glint flashed in Su Han's eyes as he completely ignored the attack from behind. He knew that the thin cultivator was already seriously injured and weaker than him; even if he were stabbed, it wouldn't cause him much harm. The tall cultivator, however, was the greatest threat. He had to kill him first to completely eliminate this remaining force. (End of Chapter)