Chapter 115: Chaos in the Hall

Perhaps, in the eyes of the Sacred Land’s protective forces, these cultivators at the peak of Qi cultivation were merely ordinary people, not even considered cultivators at all.
So, as a “shaman”—even if just an underage one—Su Che should be able to kill these ordinary humans with a single move. In fact, killing them would merely be like children seeing blood to build courage, not true training.
Yet for Su Che, this was almost an impossible task.
“Kill them… kill them… kill them…”
The urging voices kept pouring into his mind. Su Che felt that this so-called “Sacred Land’s protective force” was rather unintelligent, as no normal person would keep repeating the same words endlessly.
“What should I do?”
“Forcing it won’t work; I have to use a trick…”
Su Che racked his brains for a solution but couldn’t come up with any clever plan right away. Moreover, the incessant chanting of “kill them, kill them” only added to his frustration.
“I’ll take a gamble. It’s the only option.”
In a hurry, he finally thought of a plan. He took out a spiritual weapon shield from his Qi Bag and also a top-grade earth-type defensive spirit talisman. Then…
Swish!
The spirit talisman activated, providing defensive protection.
Whoosh!
The spiritual weapon shield also activated, forming a second layer of defense around him.
These actions immediately caught the attention of everyone in the hall.
The conflict between the Daoists and Demons was already on the verge of erupting, and Su Che’s actions tightened everyone’s nerves to the limit.
“What?”
Staring at the “small knife” on the stone platform, Su Che exclaimed in shock, “I’ve seen its description in an encyclopedia—it’s the Hao Tian Divine Knife, a mid-tier Dao weapon!”
The word “Dao weapon” caused everyone in the hall to change expressions dramatically, with fifteen hearts pounding at once.
What is a Dao weapon?
A Dao weapon is the supreme and highest-grade magical artifact in the cultivation world. Even super sects like Tian Xuan Zong only possess two Dao weapons. It is these two artifacts that lay the solid foundation for a super sect.
Another valuable advantage of a Dao weapon is that it has its own spirit entity, which has already found its own “Dao.” This means that even an ordinary person, as long as they gain the spirit entity’s recognition, can effectively use this Dao weapon.

Although at a low level of cultivation, it’s impossible to unleash the full power of a Dao artifact, having its protection can increase the chances of survival in the Xiao Mi Immortal Realm by millions of times, not to mention the boundless and bright prospects once one leaves there…
Swish!
Sixteen pairs of eyes, including Su Che’s, were all fixed on that small knife. Due to the suddenness of the incident, no one had time to wonder: How could Su Che recognize an ancient Dao artifact that had been missing for millions of years?
“Heavens, it’s a mid-tier Dao artifact!”
Su Che rushed over there excitedly…
“Stop!”
“Hold him back!”
In an instant, three of the fastest disciples from the Xuan Sha Sect attacked Su Che simultaneously, determined not to let him approach the stone platform.
Boom!
A Fire Dragon Break spell, a low-tier spiritual weapon—a demonic knife—and a low-tier spiritual weapon—a flying sword—all hit Su Che at the same time.
The two defensive barriers protecting Su Che shattered instantly. He was sent flying into the air, spitting blood, but he still had enough strength to cast a wide-area fire spell, “Flames Devouring the Sky,” enveloping all the disciples of the Xuan Sha Sect.
Swish, swish, swish…
Various defensive shields were activated instantly. This “Flames Devouring the Sky” spell didn’t hurt anyone, but it served as the catalyst Su Che had intended, completely igniting the already tense atmosphere in the hall.
By the time the injured Su Che fell to the ground, the Ling Yao Mountain faction and the Xuan Sha Sect were already locked in a fierce battle.
Curling up in a corner, Su Che was indeed injured, but not seriously. After taking some healing pills, along with the miraculous effects of the Immortal Prison Warm Current and the Black Stone Clear Stream, his injuries could be quickly controlled.
“Let them fight first. A few deaths won’t matter. Even if it doesn’t lead to mutual destruction, killing more of them will make things easier for me.”
Su Che hid on the ground, pretending to be dead. His injuries earlier were obviously a ruse, meant to make the deception more convincing.
The clamorous voice in his mind, “Kill them,” had also stopped. It was unclear how the “Holy Land Protection Force” would view Su Che’s victory through strategy—this was completely contrary to the warlike nature of the ancient witch tribe.
Boom! Boom! Boom…
Inside the hall, spells roared, magical artifacts flew around, and cries of pain could be heard from time to time. Yet, the intense battle didn’t cause any damage to the hall’s floors or walls. Instead, the violent shockwaves had already reduced the three magical artifacts on the stone platform to dust, scattering them beyond sight…

By the time someone noticed what was happening, eight disciples from both factions already lay on the ground. Only seven remained standing to continue fighting, giving Xuansha Sect a one-man advantage.
“Stop! Stop fighting!”
Someone stepped back from the battle circle and shouted toward the stone platform, “Those magical artifacts…”
“Ah!”
In his panic, his shout was too loud, and he immediately suffered punishment—being crushed into flesh by the sacred site’s protective forces.
In emergencies, it’s hard to always keep one’s voice under control; people often shout recklessly. Over the years, many treasure hunters have died from such punishments.
Strangely enough, during battles, the loud noises from spells and magical artifacts didn’t pose a problem, but human shouts were forbidden. It’s unclear how the ancient witch tribe classified sounds.
As a result, only six people remained standing—three from Lingyao Mountain and three from Xuansha Sect, making their numbers equal.
Most of those lying on the ground weren’t dead, just severely injured and temporarily out of the fight. The one who had shouted earlier was the most thoroughly destroyed.
At that moment, both those still standing and those healing saw that the stone platform was empty—the three magical artifacts had vanished.
Where had they gone?
Some guessed that they might have been corrupted magical artifacts shattered by the battle’s vibrations.
But just then, Su Che, with blood at the corners of his mouth, struggled to his feet. Staring at the Xuansha Sect disciple closest to the platform, he snarled, “Hand over the Haotian Divine Blade!”
“What?”
“What did you say?”
Everyone in the hall who could still speak, including the Xuansha Sect disciple falsely accused by Su Che, exclaimed in shock.
“I just saw the other two artifacts shattered. Only that divine blade remained—wrapped by an almost invisible silver thread that you yanked away in an instant…” Su Che’s eyes were red, his face twisted in rage. “Hand over the divine blade, and I’ll spare your life!”
He had chosen this man to falsely accuse because he was closest to the platform and thus the most suspicious. Another reason was that the man had a sharp, monkey-like face that easily reminded people of the word “thief.” Accusing him should be the most convincing.
“Fuck you!”
The man, furious, threw his demonic blade at Su Che’s neck.
Bang!
Su Che raised his magic shield and easily blocked the blade. In a one-on-one fight like this, neither side was afraid.
Whoosh!
Su Che didn’t hesitate either. He fought back with his sword, immediately engaging in combat with the other man.

At the same time, Su Che also shouted, “Three fellow cultivators, you three take on those two demon brats. As for this one, I’ll hold him off first. With my divine sword on him, he must not get away.”
It had to be said that Su Che’s acting was truly impressive. Coupled with the advantageous situation created for the people of Lingyao Mountain, the battle that had just been interrupted resumed.
In a corner, someone who was healing wondered, “Huh? That disciple of Tianxuan Sect is shouting so loudly. Why isn’t he punished by some mysterious force?”
Unfortunately, as soon as this doubt arose, an ice spike was sent flying from somewhere and struck him right in the head. Without a word, he collapsed to the ground, leaving this world with an unanswered question.
Clang, clang, clang…
Su Che and that sharp-faced guy clashed with swords and blades, each strike a fierce confrontation. As the saying goes, you can’t judge a book by its cover. Though this man was thin and had an ugly appearance, his attack style was full of dominance, focusing solely on offense rather than defense—a brutal assault at all costs.
To be honest, in such a fair head-to-head duel without any aids, it wasn’t easy for Su Che to defeat his opponent.
Exactly what Su Che intended—to stall the battle and prolong the chaos among the five people on the other side until both sides were severely damaged, achieving the ideal outcome of mutual destruction.
Letting others fight while reaping the benefits was one of Su Che’s most skilled tactics.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, the last disciple of Xuansha Sect was knocked to the ground by a fire-based spirit talisman, his body charred like charcoal and too badly injured to recover.
On the Lingyao Mountain side, two people could still stand, but they were also seriously injured.
Snap!
Su Che threw a bead back and shouted, “Fellow cultivator, please catch this!”
One of the Lingyao Mountain disciples instinctively reached out to catch it, while the other’s expression changed drastically…
“A Thunder Pearl!”
Crack!
Dozens of lightning bolts formed a grid, encircling the two of them.
This Thunder Pearl was only of medium quality. Su Che had bought a dozen of them from Wuhua Peak of Tianxuan Sect and stored them in his Qiankun Bag for emergencies. While it couldn’t kill cultivators at the peak of Qi Refinement, it could paralyze them for a short while through surprise.
A few moments were enough. Su Che didn’t want to kill them. With two swift throws, he sent out two strands of Immortal Prison Vines to tie them up.
“You…”

The disciple of the Xuansha Sect fighting against Su Che was utterly astonished. At this moment, he really couldn’t figure out Su Che’s stance—why would he attack everyone?
Whoosh!
Su Che raised his hand and threw another ten emerald-green vines, trapping his opponent in place.
Creak, creak, creak, creak…
The combined binding force of the ten vines made his protective shield creak loudly. Su Che counted silently to three, and with a snap, the shield shattered, and the man was tied up tightly.
Done. I think it’s all done.