Chapter 831: Subjugation

After several breaths, Su Che finally saw clearly—the thing coiled around his arms resembled a strange snake, at least seven feet long. Its front end had a sharp point like a spear tip, and its body was covered in peculiar patterns, resembling snake scales.

It looked like a snake, but Su Che was certain it was not a real living creature. Instead, it must be a magical artifact with intelligence and an instinct for killing and destruction. At the very least, it was a chaotic spiritual treasure.

Gagagagaga…

It continued to struggle desperately. Though it was weaker than Su Che, it still had other tricks up its sleeve. Rows of scales stood upright like razor-sharp teeth, and its body twisted, trying to cut off and crush Su Che’s arms.

However, Su Che wasn’t worried about such damage. The most terrifying aspects of this thing were its speed and even more terrifying penetration power. Now that he had it in his grasp, it was impossible for it to escape.

Chichichi…

It tried another tactic—starting to grow thicker and larger, its body expanding rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it became as big as a giant python. The idea was good: by growing large enough, it could break free from Su Che’s grasp.

“Is it the only one that can change size?”

Su Che sneered and used the Witch Clan’s transformation ability. His own body also swelled dramatically, yet the proportion between them remained unchanged, keeping it looking like a small snake in his hands.

Huhuhuhuhu…

Su Che transformed into a giant eight hundred zhang tall. The black snake coiled around his arm stopped growing, likely reaching its limit.

“Haha, that’s it?”

Su Che laughed loudly. “I’m not done yet. Transforming into ten thousand zhang is no problem for me.”

Of course, this was just an arrogant remark to belittle his opponent. Having reached the middle stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, Su Che’s transformation ability had improved slightly—from 1,800 zhang to 2,500 zhang—still far from a ten-thousand-zhang body.

A ten-thousand-zhang body was a capability only possessed by the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Since growing larger didn’t work, the black snake began to shrink rapidly, trying to become infinitely small—small enough to escape as well.

But remember, it was tightly coiled around Su Che’s arms. Once it grew larger, it would no longer be able to shrink. Unless it could cut off Su Che’s arms or sacrifice its own body.

At the same time, Su Che noticed a highly advantageous situation: after transforming, the two destructive forces raging within him reduced the damage to his physical body by several times.

This was because his own body size had increased countless times, yet those two destructive forces remained unchanged. Destroying the body of a giant eight hundred zhang tall was certainly much harder than dealing with a mere seven-foot-tall figure. “Master, just hold on a bit longer! I’ll be able to deal with them soon.” Lao He was also greatly surprised; this reduced the pressure significantly, and the life energy infused in the Immortal Prison also surged several times, allowing the rate of destruction to be brought under control. Su Che moved his arms, continuously struggling against the black serpent, and as his vitality gradually replenished, his strength grew stronger, making it easier for him to cope. Only then did he have time to feel fear—what had just happened had been extremely dangerous; he had almost lost his life. Since embarking on the path of cultivation, this was the first time he had been injured so severely. “Within the Chaos, it truly is extremely perilous. Any attack I encounter could be beyond my ability to resist.” Su Che gained a clearer understanding of the Chaos. Even if he reached the level of an Immortal Lord in the future and traveled to other universes in the Chaos far from home, he couldn’t guarantee safety. After enduring this for over a minute, Lao He finally suppressed those two destructive forces using the Immortal Prison Pagoda and confined them within the Immortal Prison space. Whoosh whoosh whoosh… Without the continuous destruction, the endless life energy began to fully repair Su Che’s body, and his body was finally saved. “Saved!” Su Che let out a long sigh. If he had lost this body and its hundredfold amplification ability, it would have been heart-wrenching to the point of vomiting blood. On his arms, the black serpent’s struggling force grew weaker—not because it had run out of strength, but because his own strength was increasing. “This thing is likely a Chaos spiritual treasure, but its power attribute isn’t very strong. A magical artifact must be controlled by someone to unleash its true power.” The logic is simple: the sharpest weapon in the world, if left unused, can’t even cut a piece of tofu; only in the hands of a master can it cut through metal and stone, invincible. The same goes for magical artifacts—without control, relying solely on their innate instincts, they can’t even exert one-tenth of their power. Inside the Immortal Prison, those two destructive forces were sent to the Tree of Fate, where they immediately began energy conversion, with efforts made to discover an energy attribute that could counter them.

Given Su Che’s current cultivation level, it would normally be impossible for him to refine a Chaos Spiritual Treasure, unless he possessed an energy attribute that could completely counteract it. Until then, Su Che could only maintain a stalemate with it, never daring to relax even slightly. If it managed to break free and launch a few more piercing attacks, his life could indeed be at risk.

After an hour, Su Che’s physical functions had fully recovered, and Lao He finally relaxed, collapsing to the ground and sighing heavily. “Man, that was terrifying just now!”

Su Che said, “If I can subdue it and turn it into a weapon under my control, I’ll have more strength to protect myself in this chaos.”

“Just a little more,” Lao He replied, still shaken. “It’s hard to say—there might be even more terrifying things out there… Master, maybe we should go back. We can’t risk our lives.”

When it came to Su Che’s safety, Lao He became extremely cautious.

“It’s fine,” Su Che replied. “Giving up halfway isn’t in our nature. Since entering the Immortal Realm, things have been smooth, with hardly any dangers encountered. We can’t always rely on others’ protection. I’m truly willing to step forward and face the trials and challenges.”

“Oh,” Lao He could only nod in agreement, not knowing what else to say.

Over the next few days, Su Che remained at eight hundred zhang tall, constantly struggling against the black serpent in his hands, never daring to slack off. An ordinary person would surely die of exhaustion after such suffering, but as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, Su Che found this trivial.

Finally, the Fate Divine Tree brought good news. “Master, after numerous transformations, we’ve finally created an energy attribute that can counter its destructive power. You can give it a try.”

Su Che was overjoyed. “Good, send it over!”

Whoosh! An extremely special energy flowed from the Immortal Prison into his body. Without pause, Su Che forced this energy through his arms into the black serpent.

Gagagagaga… The black serpent struggled violently, emitting a strange sound—possibly its cry or its screams.

“Haha, it works!” Su Che became energized and shouted to the Fate Divine Tree, “Keep it up! The more, the better. Try to subdue it in one go.”

Whooshwhooshwhoosh… More energy was transmitted. Su Che held the serpent’s head and tail tightly, continuing to infuse it with this energy.

Perhaps this kind of energy is equivalent to a deadly poison for it; once it accumulates to a certain level, even the strongest magical artifacts will be completely destroyed. If such an artifact had an instinct to fear death, it would likely surrender and submit to Su Che.

The intelligence of magical artifacts is very simple. When unowned, they often readily accept a master once they encounter a powerful being capable of controlling them.

This is their purpose, and they should not be judged as “weak” or “lacking courage.” After all, they themselves know that they need a master in order to fully unleash their power.

Magical artifacts care neither about losing their freedom nor being controlled by others; they only care about whether they can fully demonstrate their value.

Buzz…

Before long, the black serpent suddenly became limp, as if it had completely given up resistance. Its scales emitted a strange buzzing sound. Even though Su Che couldn’t understand it, he could guess that it was a sign of submission.

It has surrendered!

“Good!”

Su Che said to it, “You’re quite smart. Then, let me give you to try another kind of energy.”

He transformed the energy in his palm and infused it with his own Chaos Power, thereby showing it that he could control pure Chaos Power and was thus qualified to be its master.

Buzz…

The black serpent’s scales emitted a buzzing sound of a different frequency, clearly in response to Su Che.

“Don’t resist. I’ll take you to another place.”

After saying this, Su Che tried to trap it in the Immortal Prison. With no resistance, it was done smoothly.

Once inside the Immortal Prison, it would be subject to the control of the world’s natural laws. No matter how powerful it was, it couldn’t defy these laws.

However, for now, it had only been temporarily subdued; it hadn’t been truly refined yet.

Without refinement, Su Che couldn’t control the magical artifact or use it to fight enemies.

Relying on his own strength, it was impossible for him to refine a Chaos Spiritual Artifact. Su Che was well aware of this, so he decided to leave this task to the natural laws of the Immortal Prison.

Thus, Su Che rested in place, recovering from the various injuries caused by this dangerous encounter.

Months passed in this manner. One day, with a thought from Su Che, a black long spear appeared in his hand.

As thick as a goose egg and a dozen feet long, it was entirely black with scale patterns all over. Its tip was also two feet long and black as well.

Just by looking at its surface, one could never imagine how terrifying its piercing power was. Su Che’s defensive strength was certainly no less than that of a Ninth Heaven Immortal Emperor, but in front of this spear, his defenses were utterly useless, unable to provide any protection.

You should know that this is still just the weapon’s inherent attacking instinct, with not even one-tenth of its power shown; now that it has a master, under Su Che’s control, who knows how fierce it will become.