Chapter 323: Hidden Kill Intent

Su Che severed his left little finger as if self-harming, which seemed reckless but was actually not serious. In the cultivation world, there were several miraculous pills that could regenerate severed limbs, though the recovery time varied depending on the cultivator’s level of cultivation.

But Su Che didn’t seem to need such trouble. As soon as his severed finger hit the ground, the wound began to heal—blood and flesh writhed, and in moments, a blood-red finger bone formed. Soon after, skin and flesh regrew, layer by layer…

In just a few breaths, a brand-new finger had fully grown back, complete with every tiny hair on its back, identical to the one that had fallen to the ground. Su Che moved his finger and felt it—nothing was amiss; it was as agile as before.

“Regenerative ability?”
Lao He exclaimed, “Master, this ability is too powerful! With this, won’t you never die?”
“How could that be?” Su Che thought to himself with a smile. “This is just a stronger form of self-healing ability. Many demonic cultivators are born with the ability to regenerate limbs. But if a vital part like the heart or head is struck, they will still die; if their Golden Core, Nascent Soul, or Essence is severely damaged, they will still be crippled. Not to mention mortals, even the true immortals in the immortal realm don’t possess true immortality—anyone can be killed.”

Legend has it that even if an immortal’s body is shattered into pieces, they can instantly reassemble a new one. But this is only a relative form of immortality. In the immortal realm, there are many ways to completely destroy an opponent in battles.

Su Che believed that the regenerative ability he had just acquired was essentially an enhanced version of self-healing. After being injured, his recovery speed would be a hundred or even a thousand times faster than before. However, it required a certain amount of vital energy and life force.

Fortunately, what he lacked the least was vital energy and life force. This meant his survival ability was far stronger than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. For example, with the same injury, someone like Tai Wu, who was in the early stages of Nascent Soul cultivation, would need a month to recover, while Su Che might only need half a day to be fully restored.

“This ability will definitely bring many benefits to me,” Su Che thought. “At the very least, I won’t suffer as much when quickly unleashing the Power of Destruction. I can probably throw hundreds of punches in an instant without any problem…”

“Thank you,” Su Che bowed respectfully toward the giant heart, expressing his sincere gratitude.

The giant heart waved a thick blood vessel, gently touching Su Che’s arm as if to say there was no need for formalities. Without Su Che having to ask, another red light flashed through, and moments later, through mental vision, he saw another drop of mysterious essence blood in the left atrium—this drop was much larger than the previous one, at least five times bigger, meaning it had given him five more drops of essence blood. Su Che thanked it once again and decided it was time to leave Wind and Thunder Desolate Land and return to his sect. Just as he was about to bid farewell, the giant heart sent a series of mental images. Su Che saw that outside Wind and Thunder Desolate Land, in the valley, the sect founder and four other elders were fighting fiercely against Tai Xu and others. Deep underground tens of thousands of feet away, even with Su Che’s sensing abilities, he couldn’t detect what was happening on the surface. But since the giant heart was likely the master of the entire Barren God Valley, it was not surprising that it could see everything. “All five elders have come?” Su Che wondered. “They should know that I can return safely to my sect through the underground demonic realm. Once inside Wind and Thunder Desolate Land, there’s no danger anymore. Why do they still come here to argue with Tai Xu and the others…” As this question arose, he quickly figured out the answer: “The elders have come to fight for me!” After some thought, Su Che made up his mind and said to the giant heart, “I’m leaving. Can I come back to see you in a while?” The giant heart waved its blood vessel as if to wave goodbye. “This time, I don’t want to go underground anymore,” Su Che said, pointing upward. “I want to go back up there.” His original plan was to fly up himself; fifty thousand feet wasn’t much, and it would only take a dozen breaths to reach the surface. Unexpectedly, the giant heart emitted another red light. Su Che felt a blur before seeing himself on the surface of Wind and Thunder Desolate Land, just a few hundred feet away from the narrow entrance. “It has such powerful teleportation abilities. Is this some kind of divine skill? Or an even more advanced art of the Great Path?” “Ancient demon gods, it is said to be powerful beings surpassing the true immortals of the immortal realm. The abilities they possess should at least be arts of the Great Path, right? If one day I can inherit all of their abilities, then…” While marveling inwardly, Su Che was also filled with anticipation for the future. However, there was no time to ponder these matters now. Outside the desolate land, the battle between the sect founders had reached its climax, and a winner was likely about to emerge.

“Help them in the past. In this region of Wind and Thunder Desolation, it is my combat strength that is the strongest!”
Su Che’s thoughts were not arrogant. After all, who in the cultivation world could single-handedly defeat the three sect leaders—Tai Xu,Illusion Demon, and Blood God—as well as the other four Yuan Ying elders at once?
He forced them to flee in panic, with one of them even captured alive on the spot.
Apart from Su Che, it seemed no one else could achieve such a feat.
Inside the valley, the supreme sect leader controlled a circular Dharma wheel, releasing streams of energy to manifest countless Dharma forms—there were coiling celestial dragons, wrathful Buddhas, pouncing tigers, and spreading phoenix wings…
This was the Tian Xuan Sect’s mid-tier treasure, a Dharma artifact called the “Myriad Forms Heavenly Wheel,” which combined both restraint and attack functions. At this moment, it used the power of these countless Dharma forms to completely restrain the Tai Yi You Long Sword in Tai Xu’s hands, preventing him from helping others.
Not far away, Elder Qing Xuan, wielding a light golden brush over two feet long, was fighting against Tai Hao, the chief elder of the Tai Yi Sect.
The light golden brush in Qing Xuan’s hand was another treasure of the Tian Xuan Sect—a lower-tier Dharma artifact called the “Miraculous Transformation Brush.” Its tip could turn softness into strength, turning decay into the miraculous, and when sharp, it was unmatched, capable of breaking anything.
Swish! Swish! Swish…
Each stroke of the brush created sharp streams of energy, cracking the air around it. Undoubtedly, this brush possessed the power to cut through space.
Tai Hao had no Dharma artifact of the same level to counter it, so he could only try to defend or dodge, secretly regretting that he hadn’t brought another Dharma artifact from the Tai Yi Sect with him—it was a grave mistake…
On the other side, Guang Wu, Mu Ye, and Zi Xiao were engaged in a fight with the leader of theIllusion Demon Sect, the leader of the Blood God Sect, and five other Yuan Ying cultivators. It seemed none of these eight were giving their all, merely going through the motions.
This was because both the leader of theIllusion Demon Sect and the leader of the Blood God Sect had realized that the five Yuan Ying cultivators of the Tian Xuan Sect were mainly targeting the Tai Yi Sect and weren’t determined to fight to the death against them.
The Yuan Ying elders lived very cautiously; unless necessary, they didn’t want to risk their lives against peers. No one wanted a situation where both sides suffered. So, it was sufficient to let those elders from the Tian Xuan Sect vent their anger and avenge their eldest disciple, Tian Yu. The outcome of this confrontation would surely end in nothing…
To be fair, they were only half right. The true goal of the five Yuan Ying cultivators of the Tian Xuan Sect was to create an opportunity to launch a joint attack, using a sudden surprise assault to kill Tai Hao on the spot.

It’s just that this idea is hidden deep within and has not yet come to light. Even the highly astute Patriarch of Taixu failed to detect the murderous intent hidden by the Five Elders of Tianxuan; he didn’t even expect them to dare do such a thing. After all, killing a Primordial Soul ancestor from a super sect would have severe consequences and endless troubles, and basically no sect would dare to initiate such enmity first. Just like before, when the Tianxuan Sect captured Chen Xu from Lingyao Mountain and Ji E from Wan Gui Sect and could have killed them at any time, they still released them unharmed in the end. So today, the Patriarch of Taixu also fell into this misconception, still believing that the Five Elders of Tianxuan only wanted to drive them away so as to rescue Tianyu from the Stormy Desolation… “Patriarch of Tianxuan, doing this is utterly meaningless.” The Patriarch of Taixu activated the Taiyi Dragon Sword, shooting out waves of sword energy that shattered the countless illusions coming at him, and said, “I admit that the fate of that vast wealth has been decided—it belongs to your Tianxuan Sect. But since the fate of Taiwu remains unknown, we will not leave. The only way to resolve this conflict today is to call Tianyu out and let him tell us clearly…” Before he could finish speaking, his expression changed. Not far away, Taihao made a mistake due to carelessness, and the Grand Elder Qingxuan seized the opportunity. With swift strokes, he wrote a large character “Tou” that instantly penetrated Taihao’s protective energy field. This character “Tou” possessed the power to ignore defenses. Normally, Taihao should have dodged such an attack rather than braving it head-on. But after hearing the Patriarch of Taixu mention “Taiwu’s fate,” he suddenly had a very clear sense: Taiwu was gone! Taiwu was no longer alive; it was impossible to see him again! Taihao and Taiwu had been master and disciple for over 300 years, and then brothers-in-arms for another 100 years. He was the one most concerned about Taiwu’s life and safety. This sudden intense sensation completely shattered the last glimmer of hope he still had. In his extreme distress, he made this mistake, which the Grand Elder Qingxuan seized with great acumen. With a muffled groan, Taihao was pierced deep into his internal organs by the power of the “Tou” character and was immediately injured. Whoosh! Seizing the opportunity, the Grand Elder Qingxuan pursued further, swinging his palm again. A huge, crystal-clear palm appeared and struck at Taihao. This palm strike surely wouldn’t hurt him, but it served another purpose.

Taihao, who had just been injured by the Transparent Character Technique, didn’t have time to dodge and could only channel his true energy from a distance to resist with the power of his palm. But in his haste, he only used 70% of his strength to meet Qingxuan’s full-force palm strike. As a Taihao in the middle stage of the Yuan Ying phase, his cultivation level was already weaker than Qingxuan’s in the later stage, and this strike made the difference between them even more apparent. Boom! Taihao’s body became unstable as if he had been blown away by the palm strike, flying backward dozens of feet and ending up right where Guangwu, Muye, and Zixiao were. “Not good!” The leader of the Taixu Sect’s expression changed drastically as he immediately realized that Elder Qingxuan’s attack was not just meant to defeat Taihao but had ulterior motives.