Chapter 122: Forced into Action

Boom, boom, boom…
The five-zhang-tall giant quickly rushed up to Asura, delivering a punch straight to his head without any warning.
“Haha, this toy is quite nice!”
Asura laughed heartily. Raising one hand, he effortlessly caught the giant’s seemingly ferocious punch, his arm not bending even slightly.
In truth, given Asura’s strength, if he really went all out, the giant wouldn’t even have a chance to reach him—it would die from his long-range attacks along the way.
However, Asura had been tied to a pillar for a thousand years, feeling utterly lonely and bored. Now that he had such a toy, he certainly wouldn’t ruin it so easily.
Bang, bang, bang…
The giant, like a pile driver, swung its water-tank-sized fists back and forth, constantly hitting Asura. It had become a mindless monster, unable to assess whether its opponent was far stronger than itself, nor did it fear death anymore.
“Hahahahaha, this is fun!”
Standing in front of the giant, Asura’s physique was that of a baby, yet he waved his arms effortlessly, blocking all of the giant’s attacks, just like an adult playing a “hello” clapping game with a baby.
Su Che certainly didn’t find this scene amusing. But the psychological state of someone who had been lonely for a thousand years was beyond ordinary people’s understanding.
Su Che stood quietly, waiting silently until Asura got tired of playing—then it would be his turn to act.
Boom, boom, boom…
The two terrifying figures, one large and one small, engaged in a pure struggle of physical strength, with no magic or skill involved. This struggle lasted for over a minute before Asura roared, “Kid, is there anything more fun?”
“Yes!” Su Che replied loudly.
“Good, then I’ve had enough of this!”
Whoosh!
Asura channeled his palm like a blade, unleashing a fierce gust of energy from his hand. The giant in front of him froze instantly, its swinging fist also stopping mid-air…
A moment later, the five-zhang-tall giant was split in two from its forehead to its waist, its body falling to the ground with a thunderous crash.
A toy, mercilessly discarded.
“Kid, more…”
Asura opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly froze. He saw a deep purple bead floating out of the giant’s stomach, heading straight toward him.

“Thunder Pearl!”
The Asura was terrified and retreated hastily to avoid it. At the same time, a dense black aura emanated from his body—this was him releasing his protective magic in time.
Snap!
The chains around his waist stretched taut. Unfortunately, as a prisoner with extremely limited movement, no matter how he tried to dodge, he had nowhere to go.
Boom!
With a thunderclap, ten purple lightning bolts appeared. Trapped by the chains, the Asura couldn’t dodge even one bolt and had to endure them all.
“Zixiao Divine Thunder!”
Although this Thunder Pearl was planted by Su Che inside the giant’s belly, it wasn’t until now that he could confirm it was indeed the Zixiao Divine Thunder crafted by the Supreme Elder of Tianxuan Sect.
This Thunder Pearl wasn’t bought by Su Che; it was seized from that ninth-level Qi Cultivator on the Sky Ladder.
Two years ago, when Zhen Zhen from Tianwu Peak fought against the bald demonic cultivator, he also used a Zixiao Divine Thunder. But that time, only five bolts were emitted, while today there were ten—naturally, its power was twice as great.
Su Che sent a giant to die, with the ultimate goal of delivering this Thunder Pearl to the Asura and detonating it when he was off guard.
Crack!
The ten lightning bolts struck the Asura precisely. Thick smoke rose as his protective magic only blocked three bolts before dissipating. The other seven struck his body directly.
“Waaah!”
With a roar, the Asura collapsed to the ground. His dark red skin turned black-gray, and where the lightning had struck, large holes appeared, revealing his bones and internal organs.
Su Che’s ambush succeeded in severely injuring him, but he wasn’t happy at all.
If it were a human, such severe injuries would greatly reduce their combat strength. But the Asura wasn’t human—he was a demon, and their vitality was extremely tenacious. As long as they didn’t die, they could keep fighting to the end. In fact, the more severe the injuries, the more their brutality and ferocity would be unleashed.
Injured demons were even more terrifying!
Su Che sighed deeply, “I did my best, but still failed!”
This divine lightning was the strongest attack Su Che could muster. If this couldn’t kill him, then this trial would end in failure. He needed to flee immediately.
The trials of the ‘Witch Clan Youth’ were over!
Snap. After swallowing a Ground-Diving Pill, Su Che immediately dived underground, ready to retreat.
Boom!

Xiu Luo leaped up abruptly and roared, “Come out!”
Whoosh~~~
A visible ripple burst from his mouth, covering almost the entire Furnace Hall.
“Daring to use underground evasion techniques in front of the underground demons!”
The hard ground rose like waves, and in an instant, Su Che was flung out.
Just moments ago, he had already gone deep underground by dozens of feet, but unexpectedly, the familiar pulse of the earth suddenly changed—its harmonious resonance turned into intense repulsion, shooting Su Che out from the depths.
“Hahahahaha, I get it now…”
Xiu Luo stuffed his intestines back into his stomach and laughed heartily, “You wretched witchling! You still haven’t mastered the art of transformation. You’re just a little pest. With a gentle squeeze from me, you’ll… Hahahahaha, perfect! To get to toy with you is the best revenge!”
Earlier, Xiu Luo had talked so much nonsense because he mistook Su Che for an unworthy opponent. Now that he had seen Su Che’s true strength, he certainly wouldn’t miss this rare chance to avenge the witches.
“You, give, me, over!”
Xiu Luo raised his hand, creating a powerful suction force that acted like an invisible chain, pulling Su Che toward him from dozens of feet away.
With Su Che’s abilities, there was no way to resist this force. The gap between the Golden Core stage and the Qi Cultivation stage was as vast as heaven and earth—no amount of description could capture it. In a real fight, Su Che truly lived up to the label of “little pest.”
Pulled from over fifty feet to just over thirty feet away, Su Che smiled bitterly and asked, “Hey, do you still want grilled beef?”
“Hahah…” Xiu Luo licked his lips and laughed, “Just eating you is enough. You’re fresher and tenderer than beef.”
“Fine, it’s your fault.”
Su Che first looked at Xiu Luo and said those words in a low voice; then he looked up at the sky and roared, “See? It’s your fault!”
Xiu Luo grinned viciously, “So what if it’s my fault, you little pest.”
Swish!
Su Che raised his hand and instantly took out an object—a golden flag.
The Mi Xian Flag!
He had been too afraid to use it before, fearing it might trigger uncontrollable changes. But now, with his life on the line, Su Che couldn’t care less. He had to use this life-saving talisman.
As soon as the flag appeared, the world changed!
Boom!
An invisible force gathered and instantly enveloped Su Che.

Kick, kick, kick!
The Asura was pushed back three steps by this force and ended up sitting on the ground again. The suction power created by his hands vanished, and the intestines he had just pushed back into his stomach spilled out once more.
“Seize!”
“Seize!”
“Seize!”
Su Che waved the command flag and shouted at the Asura, “Seize the creation of heaven and earth, the essence of all things, the original spirit of immortals, and the fate of demons…”
“Seize! Seize! Seize!”
Huh…
The command flag pointed at the Asura, and with a command, “Seize its soul!”
“Ah!”
The Asura let out a scream of agony, terror freezing on his face as a translucent shadow was forcibly drawn out from his body…
Fates turn. At this moment, Su Che’s face became as hard as steel as he declared slowly, “You, come, to, me!”
The Asura’s soul was stretched into a thin thread and swiftly drawn into the Mi Xian Flag.
“Hahaha! This body is good—mine now!”
Immediately afterward, Lao Hei’s Heavenly Demon form emerged from the Immortal Prison and swaggered into the Asura’s demonic body. Taking advantage of the fact that this demonic body still had vitality, he quickly possessed it to transform it into a demonic puppet.
Inside the Immortal Prison, Lao Hei’s true form with a rat tail, though also a physical body, could not come out since it was the spirit guardian of the Immortal Prison Pagoda. It could only exit in its semi-illusory Heavenly Demon form, but not go too far from Su Che.
Now, with the Asura’s powerful physical body, Lao Hei could create an excellent demonic puppet. Though far less powerful than the original Asura, it could serve as a living shield for Su Che during battles under Lao Hei’s control—quite useful indeed.
The soul of a Heavenly Demon, controlling a demonic puppet—this was the perfect combination.
Su Che rushed over quickly, took out the Witch Tribe battle axe that “it” had given him, and with a few swift swings, severed the chain that had trapped the Asura for a thousand years.
This chain wasn’t anything magical; it was only impossible for the Asura to break due to the effect of the totem stone pillars behind it. Now, with the Witch Tribe’s powerful weapon, Su Che nullified the blocking effect of the totem stone pillars.
With a whoosh, Su Che sent the Asura’s demonic body back into the Immortal Prison. He waved the Mi Xian Flag again, looked up at the sky, and thought silently, “Now, let’s see how you react…”