Chapter 548: Reversing the Situation

“Master, I never expected that at such a critical moment, I would actually be able to transform that energy! Haha, it’s only in such a desperate situation that I was forced to use an extremely dangerous and crazy method of transformation, betting everything on it. Haha, well, I was right…”
As Lao He spoke excitedly and rapidly, Su Che raised his right hand and gently placed it on the amethyst long sword standing before him. Then, through the special energy transmitted by Lao He—namely, the energy already present in the amethyst long sword—energy flowed from Su Che’s arm into the sword.
Vum…
The massive sword body immediately began to vibrate and hum strangely, then suddenly contracted, turning into a five-foot-long sword with a thick hilt that fit perfectly in Su Che’s palm.
With the energy aligned, the sword recognized its master!
Even if it was only temporary recognition, at least Su Che could use it to some extent.
“Master, unleash your power!”
Lao He jumped high in the Immortal Prison, waving his arms and shouting frantically, “Follow your heart, unleash all its power, and cut them all to ashes!”
“Alright!”
Su Che nodded firmly in his heart. As a cultivator who had used many magical weapons, he had a basic understanding of how to control the sword in his hands. Following his will and relying on the special energy transmitted by Lao He, Su Che’s mind could penetrate the sword’s core, clearly sensing the powerful energy within.
It was time to test just how deadly this energy really was.
“Kill!”
With a fierce roar, Su Che swung the sword at a Mahayana-stage cultivator dressed like a scholar, over a hundred feet away, delivering a swift slash!
Whoosh!
A fierce sword aura, moving at a speed far beyond light, instantly reached the Mahayana-stage cultivator. In the confined underground space, everyone could only dodge attacks by walking, and it was impossible to avoid such speed.
The scholar-dressed Mahayana-stage cultivator seemed to have sensed the sword’s deadly power in advance and had already prepared various defensive measures—his strongest defensive stance.
But it was all useless.
Swish!
The pale purple sword aura passed through his body without any resistance, entering from the front and exiting from the back, traveling nearly another hundred feet before dissipating naturally.

In the next instant, he saw that this Mahayana-stage powerhouse wore an expression of shock, astonishment, and disbelief—such a complex mix of emotions. In a flash, he turned into a burst of crystal-clear, glittering purple starlight that illuminated an area of over ten zhang, creating a dreamlike scene.

As beautiful as it was, he was dead!

Slicing through a Mahayana-stage powerhouse with a single strike!

That strike stunned everyone on the spot, leaving them dumbfounded, including Su Che himself.

Even though the opponent’s cultivation had been sealed, allowing him to only use the combat strength and defense of the late Yuan Ying stage, he could still employ some extraordinary abilities unique to the Mahayana stage. Yet Su Che, who also had the combat strength of the late Yuan Ying stage, killed him with just one strike, reducing him to fragments of light that vanished instantly. Wasn’t this a bit exaggerated?

It was truly unreal!

Thus, Su Che himself couldn’t believe what his own eyes had seen or the result he had created.

“Master, keep going!”

Lao He became even more excited in the Immortal Prison. Somehow, he summoned another large sword and waved it frantically in his hands, shouting wildly, “Slay them! Cut them to pieces! Turn them to ashes! Kill! Kill! Kill…”

Kill!

Su Che snapped out of his shock and once again guided his long sword with his mind. The pale purple sword energy reappeared, this time targeting another Mahayana-stage powerhouse with a three-foot-long beard.

“Ah! No!”

This person had just managed to recover from his shock when he saw the terrifying sword energy approaching. He could only cry out in despair—too fast to utter any sound.

Whoosh!

The sword energy pierced through his body, just like before.

Boom!

Another Mahayana-stage powerhouse turned into bursts of purple starlight and died instantly.

“Haha, great!”

“So satisfying!”

“What a sword!”

Covered in blood, Su Che held his long sword and laughed skyward. The frustration from earlier vanished completely. The exhilaration of effortlessly killing a Mahayana-stage powerhouse was indescribable.

After his laughter, Su Che’s almost cold and merciless gaze fell on Grandmaster Hongyun. Of course, that deadly pale purple sword energy could strike him at any moment.

“Tianyu…”

Grandmaster Hongyun smiled bitterly with a complex expression. “Since you possess such a powerful weapon, why didn’t you use it earlier? Why let yourself get hurt like this?”

The implication was: Haven’t you gone a bit too far in this game? Do you even need to torment yourself to feel satisfaction?
“If I told you that I could only control this knife just now, and hadn’t thought of it before…”
Su Che’s tone was as gloomy as his gaze. “Would you believe that?”
“It turns out to be like this…”
Elder Hongyun’s smile grew even more bitter as he shook his head. “At such a critical moment, you still manage to get such an opportunity. That pagoda is truly a treasure of fortune… Tianyu, you possess great fortune. Who in the world can rival you?”
“You understood this principle a bit too late.”
Su Che sneered coldly. “I’ll send you on your way—never to see each other again!”
Whoosh!
The blade’s energy flew through the air. Elder Hongyun retained that bitter, unwilling complex smile as his entire body turned into purple starlight, as if bursting with the brightest moment of his life. But in the blink of an eye, everything turned to ash, vanishing into nothingness…
On the other side, the woman in blue, trapped in place by shadows and still under Xiao Hei’s relentless attacks, watched all of this clearly. Her face was now as pale as snow, her expression desolate.
Her fate was already sealed. Should she now shine with her own light?
“I can allow you to die with some dignity.”
Su Che’s sharp gaze fell on her face again, his voice cold. “Or rather, you can choose the way you prefer to die.”
As he spoke, Su Che also ordered Xiao Hei to stop attacking.
The woman in blue slowly shook her head and whispered, “What difference does the way of dying make… I just want to know how you trapped me here, preventing me from moving even a bit. Before I die, can you answer this question for me?”
“Why not!”
With a thought from Su Che, a pitch-black shadow emerged from her faint figure and slowly drifted back to his feet at a visible pace.
“It’s… a shadow?”
The woman in blue was filled with surprise. Then she nodded at Su Che and said, “You truly have unparalleled fortune. Very well. No need for you to intervene. I’ll go on my own way…”
Before her words faded, she suddenly flipped her slender wrist and slapped her own forehead, then collapsed backward.

This palm strike not only shattered her brain but also completely dispersed her original spirit, killing her on the spot. Clearly, she didn’t want to die at Su Che’s hands nor under the cruel punishment of the mysterious old man, so she had no choice but to end her own life—this way, at least she could retain her intact body and the peerless beauty she had always been proud of…

Huh…

It was only after she died that Su Che took a long breath, completely relaxing, feeling so exhausted he could barely stand.

This sense of exhaustion wasn’t due to the severe injuries from the previous attacks or the sudden turn of events leading to his victory. The real reason was that neither Su Che nor Lao He had the strength to unleash a fourth blade aura.

To be precise, although Su Che appeared to effortlessly kill the three people with great prowess, in reality, the special energy of his Purple Crystal Blade had been completely exhausted, leaving him without any further power. It wasn’t that the blade contained only a tiny amount of energy—it was simply that the special energy Lao He had hastily generated was limited to just three blade auras.

If the last woman in blue hadn’t been intimidated by Su Che and completely lost hope of survival, another tough battle would have been necessary to defeat her.

Worse still, if she had chosen to explode her original spirit or resort to other self-destructive methods, Su Che’s fate would have been uncertain as well.

Fortunately, the woman mistakenly thought Su Che’s blade aura was too fast—much faster than any of her self-destructive methods—making any struggle pointless. It was under this misconception of certain death that she decided to end her own life.

When it was all over, Su Che looked down at the long blade in his hand, still feeling as if it were all a dream, an unreal illusion.

Had he truly been able to turn the situation around and change everything just by having this blade, despite being attacked by four beings at the Mahayana stage and seemingly doomed to death?

“Is this possible?”

“Is all of this real?”

At that moment, Su Che was truly confused.

“If it’s not real, then is it fake?”

Lao He shouted excitedly from the Immortal Prison, “Master, we sensed long ago that this blade was extraordinary, which is why we kept studying it. It can only be said that we had foresight, and you have extraordinary fortune and a life not meant to end. That’s why I was able to find a way to control it at the most critical moment.”

“I still find it hard to believe. This transformation is too sudden, like a ridiculous dream—so fake it’s hard to accept…” Su Che leaned on his long sword with both hands, seemingly weak and unable to support his own weight without it, murmuring to himself, “Lao Hei, my mind is filled with many questions. For example, how can this long sword be so powerful? Why didn’t that purple giant display such strength when fighting against Xiao Hei back then?” This was the biggest mystery Su Che could think of at the moment. If that purple giant had been able to unleash such sword energy, even a hundred Xiao Heis should have been shattered…