At the start, remove human limitations and start killing!

Su Han's normal combat strength was 9, but after unleashing his divine martial state, it reached 16.

Based on the second stage of Qi and Blood, which I didn't test at the time, I roughly guessed it exceeded 20.

Now, with the fusion of three more True Qi, Su Han's full-force combat power has reached 32.

The combat power of that rudimentary fully-formed cyborg is only 30.

Seeing this scene.

The young man's expression changed drastically, and a look of fear flashed across his face.

He clearly knew about the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect.

He then angrily cursed.

"Damn it, those scum from the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect dare to ruin my plans?"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

After hurling insults, he turned and ran away.

The cyborg's eyes narrowed upon hearing the order.

The battle between the two sides began instantly.

"drink!"

The cyborg's energy modules were fully activated, its silver-white body glowed with blue light, and its speed increased again.

A punch was thrown, and the air exploded.

Su Han neither dodged nor avoided, and was even faster.

"Bang!"

With a simple sidestep, Su Han delivered a punch to the cyborg's chest.

The cyborg felt a terrifying force surge through him, and his back exploded.

Data cables and mechanical chips were exposed, sparks flying everywhere.

[WARNING! WARNING!]

[Over 60% of the three main functional modules have been lost!]

In an instant, the cyborg retreated several steps.

His eyes were filled with terror.

"you..."

"Our combat strength is about the same, but how come you are this strong?"

"Run, young master, run!"

Hearing the shouts again, the young man, seeing that the cyborg had been severely injured by the first attack, continued to flee in panic.

The next moment, the cyborg continued to fight Su Han.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After exchanging a few punches...

The cyborgs soon discovered something even more terrifying.

At the moment of impact, countless dark red threads burrowed into his body through his fist.

Like a living thing, it frantically destroyed his circuitry.

Even if you're not injured.

Neural template, combat template, energy template.

The functionality of the three templates is decreasing by 1% every second.

And it's getting faster and faster!

In particular, the neural module makes it almost impossible for the cyborg to control his mechanical body.

"Why is your blood and energy so different?!"

The cyborg was horrified, his voice trembling.

This method of destruction is not ordinary Wanxian Sect Qi and blood.

Before the cyborgs could even come up with a solution.

Su Han threw another punch at him.

"boom!"

The cyborg, whose body functions were rapidly deteriorating, was no longer able to fight back.

The silvery-white metal was torn apart.

The circuit modules inside exploded, and energy fluid mixed with artificial blood gushed out.

Sparks flew from his body, and wisps of blue smoke rose from his skin.

Then, the blue light in his eyes went out, and his body collapsed to the ground, never to rise again.

Seeing this, Su Han remained expressionless.

After returning to normal, they stepped over the cyborg corpses and then lowered the women who had been hanging.

With the final step, internal energy flowed, and within a few breaths...

They caught up with the fleeing youth.

"You...you stay away!" The young man trembled as he backed away.

"I am from the Zhao family of the Morning Light District in the Self-Circulating City. If your Ten Thousand Immortals Sect dares to touch me, you are dead, absolutely dead... Ah!"

Su Han's eyes were icy cold as he stomped on it.

"Snap!"

He stepped on the young man's calf.

The sound of bones breaking was crisp and piercing.

"Aaaaah!" the young man screamed, curling up on the ground in pain.

Su Han squatted down and stared at him.

"I ask, you answer; if you say something useless, you'll break a bone."

The young man was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat and dared not utter another word of disrespect, nodding repeatedly.

"What...what do you want to ask?"

"Why did you leave the Self-Circulating City and come here?" Su Han asked.

The young man was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was happening.

"I...I became a discarded member of my family because I failed to awaken as a Divine Mechanic."

"So we can only come to the outer city to have some fun."

"The people in the outer city are all ants; their only purpose is to satisfy our desires."

"In the self-circulating city, we dare not act recklessly, but here..."

He spoke softer and softer as Su Han's gaze grew colder.

"Playing?" Su Han's voice was very soft. "Beat someone to death, and you call that playing?"

"That, that was just an accident..." the young man argued.

"Besides, we already paid."

"The Sturgeon Group will handle the aftermath, compensate their families, and find scapegoats. Everyone is satisfied..."

"Everyone is satisfied?" Su Han repeated the question, then suddenly smiled.

His smile was cold.

"Have you asked them?"

"Did you ask those innocent people if they wanted to be played to death by you?"

The young man opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

"Are there many like you?" Su Han changed the subject.

"A lot... a lot," the young man answered honestly.

"Every day, people from the self-circulating city come out to have fun."

"They have everything; that's what the Sturgeon Group does."

"One-stop service, just pay up."

Su Han paused, his eyes narrowed, and asked again.

"Five days ago, at Xingxing Noodle Shop on Tai'an East Road in Yunfu District, a family of four was involved in an incident where the parents were dismembered, the daughter had all her bones broken, and the son was arrested and taken to the police station."

"Are you aware of this?"

The young man shook his head blankly.

No, I don't know.

"This kind of thing is nothing new; there are many of these every day. How could I possibly remember them all?"

Su Han's eyes turned cold.

He looked at the young man's terrified face, at those eyes that held no remorse, only the fear of death.

In the eyes of these influential people.

The lives of those in the outer city are truly just tools for venting frustrations.

If someone dies, they die. Pay some money, find someone to take the blame, and that's it.

"A benefactor? The Sturgeon Group?" Su Han murmured. "A den of snakes and rats, all beasts, they should be killed."

"What...what did you say?" The young man didn't hear clearly.

Su Han didn't answer, but instead threw a punch.

"Bang."

My head exploded.

The young man died.

Su Han stood up, preparing to leave.

But after taking only a few steps, a figure blocked his way.

He was a young man, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a buzz cut, wearing a black outfit, and sharp eyes.

He is none other than himself.

It was Wang Yuan, a core disciple of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, at the Wolf Smoke Realm, with a combat power of 220,000.

Wang Yuan looked at Su Han with a strange expression.

Su Han's clothes were now tattered, barely covering his vital parts.

"Su Han?" Wang Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"I've been looking everywhere for you, I never expected to find you here."

He came over after seeing the column of smoke from the fire earlier, thinking that something had happened to one of his fellow disciples, and came to check on the situation.

Unexpectedly, it was Su Han.

At this moment, Wang Yuan was deeply shaken.

According to reports, Su Han has some talent; he cultivated to the Hundred Refinement Realm in just one day, comparable to Vice Sect Leader Li Heng'e.

He initially didn't believe it, thinking it was an exaggeration.

But now, what the hell is this smoke signal?

Or is it that there were other fellow disciples present, and Su Han just happened to run into them?

Yes, that's very likely.

Otherwise, would it require a hundred days of rigorous training and two days of intense fighting?

Absurd, utterly absurd.

But since we've encountered Su Han, let's take him down first.

Senior Brother Kong gave a death order: he had to be alive.

Having thought this through, Wang Yuan no longer hesitated.

In order not to cause too much of a commotion, he did not unleash his full power; instead, his body flared with blood flames.

He took a step forward, his right hand forming a claw, and reached for Su Han's head.

He wanted to subdue Su Han first and take her back.

Su Han remained motionless, simply staring coldly at Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan frowned.

Is this guy scared out of his wits?

He cautiously amplified his burst of energy, making his claw strikes even more ferocious.

That's it now.

But the next moment.

"boom!"

The blood flames on Su Han's body suddenly surged.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

PS: I'll be updating one more chapter today, and there will also be three chapters updated tonight at 0:00.