Chapter 311: Attacked from All Sides

Boom, boom, boom, boom…
The current Power of Destruction could seriously injure a cultivator at the late Golden Core stage, but it couldn’t harm a Yuan Ying cultivator—its own defenses were impregnable.
Yet Su Che didn’t expect to injure them; he only hoped to disrupt their sealing spells.
Because the Giant Wealth had extremely strong defenses and wasn’t afraid of direct attacks from enemies, but it lacked the ability to counter oppressive sealing spells.
Meanwhile, under the protection of the Giant Wealth, Su Che could freely attack these sealing spells.
“Giant Wealth, let’s work together and fight them to the end!” Su Che roared.
“Agreed!” The spirit message from the Giant Wealth’s essence reached Su Che’s mind for the first time, indicating that it had accepted Su Che as a friend.
At that moment, Tai Xu, Huan Mo, and the Holy Sect Leader all shouted in unison, “Are you Tian Yu?”
Undoubtedly, they had recognized Su Che’s true identity through the various characteristics of the Power of Destruction.
“That’s right!”
Su Che declared proudly, “Tian Yu, whom you’ve tried every means to eliminate, am I! Today, you can kill two birds with one stone—capture both me and the Giant Wealth. Come on, let me see what kind of strength lies at the pinnacle of the cultivation world!”
The several Yuan Ying elders exchanged glances, thinking to themselves: No need to search hard—everything comes easily. He himself put it well; today truly was a chance to kill two birds with one stone!
Overjoyed, Tai Xu and the others increased the intensity of their sealing spells without saying a word.
Eliminating Tian Yu and seizing the Giant Wealth—today’s gains deserved a proper celebration.
Boom, boom, boom, boom…
Su Che unleashed dozens of attacks of the Power of Destruction, shattering the rune-based seals cast by the Yuan Ying elders.
“What a peculiar destructive force!”
The elders were amazed not so much by the power of the Power of Destruction but by its uniquely destructive nature—this was the first time they had seen it in person.
Their rune-based sealing spells were relatively fragile, and Su Che could destroy them, but the techniques of the three sect leaders were not so easy to deal with.
Sealing, in essence, was like putting a person in shackles, chaining them, and binding them tightly with ropes.
Now that Su Che had cut through the ropes coming at him, could he easily sever those metal chains and shackles as well?
The silver dragon, struck by the Power of Destruction, immediately transformed into an enraged dragon and charged forward.

Su Che threw several punches in a row, all hitting the silver dragon coming toward him. But this time, the Soul of the True Dragon was prepared. The Power of Destruction could only provide some resistance, not drive it back.

The silver dragon, which had intended to charge forward to unleash the True Dragon Seal, was also hindered by the Power of Destruction and unable to cast spells. It could only withstand the punches and inch forward, trying to draw fire so that others could attack the wealthy man.

On the other side, the Sky Net Umbrella still hovered high, keeping the wealthy man under pressure. The Demon Lord took out the True Soul Token of Illusion and released a huge, multicolored “Seal” character that descended toward the wealthy man.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang…

Surrounded on all sides, Su Che roared frantically, firing over a dozen Power of Destruction punches at the massive seal character, but he couldn’t shatter it—only temporarily hold it in the air. As he threw punches here and there, Su Che waved shadows of fists, as if he had a thousand arms.

Faced with attacks from all directions and overwhelmed, Su Che truly wished he had a thousand arms to cope. In just a few moments, he had thrown over a hundred Power of Destruction punches, which meant his life energy was depleted and replenished repeatedly—again and again…

Such pain was beyond description. Su Che kept throwing punches one after another, his roars like those of a madman. By now, the intense pain had driven him into a frenzied state.

Fight! Fight! Fight… Blast! Blast! Blast…

As long as he wasn’t dead, he would exhaust all the life energy stored in the Summit Divine Seal, turning it into Power of Destruction to destroy everything.

“How can he release his divine techniques at such a rapid frequency?”

The several Nascent Soul ancestors were astonished. Even though they were enemies, they couldn’t help but marvel: Tianxuan Tianyu truly was the greatest genius in the cultivation world. If he reached the Nascent Soul stage, no one in the cultivation world would be able to control him.

“Break! Break! Break! Break! Break! Break! Break! Break…”

Su Che roared wildly, seemingly having lost all reason. On the platform, he spun like a top, firing countless Power of Destruction punches in all directions.

Boom, boom, boom, boom…

The Power of Destruction punches created numerous huge black holes everywhere. Any sealing spells hit by these black holes were shattered. Only the massive seal character released by the Demon Lord and the silver dragon continued to inch forward.

No! It wasn’t just the multicolored seal character and the dragon. At this moment, the Blood Divine Lord also brought out one of her ultimate weapons.

“The blood sea knows no bounds—it will sweep away the heavens and sun!”

Boom!

The mid-tier Dao artifact, the Blood Sea Red Lotus, emitted a torrential bloodlight, with blood-colored waves hundreds of feet high surging toward Su Che.
Puff, puff, puff, puff…
The dozen or so Destruction Fists sent by Su Che were like small stones thrown into the massive waves—no splash was visible, and they vanished without a trace.
He couldn’t put up any resistance against the power of the Blood Sea. As the blood-colored waves neared, Su Che grew increasingly anxious. With a roar, he unleashed dozens of Destruction Fists in an instant.
Puff, puff, puff…
Yet it was as useless as stones sinking into the sea. The Blood Sea seemed to be Su Che’s nemesis—once the Destruction Fists struck it, they vanished before they could exert their power.
Puff!
A stream of black blood erupted from Su Che’s mouth and nose. Dozens of Destruction Fists were unleashed in a short moment, causing severe damage to his internal organs and meridians—damage that was simply unbearable.
“Master!”
In the Immortal Prison, Lao He cried out in sorrow, rushing to send large amounts of life energy. Yet even so, it was too late to repair Su Che’s severe injuries, as he continued to unleash his Destruction Fists relentlessly.
Boom!
The blood-colored waves surged forward, aiming to sweep up the hundred-foot-tall palace.
Suddenly, the palace contracted slightly before bursting outward violently, releasing a beam of golden light thousands of feet high.
The blinding golden light carried an aura of supreme divinity. Under its illumination, the monstrous blood waves let out eerie screams. With the naked eye, countless blood-colored heads appeared in the Blood Sea, writhing in agony and terror.
Whoosh!
The massive waves shattered like foam, turning into a sea of bloodish evil energy. In an instant, everything retreated back into the Blood Sea Red Lotus, and the sky cleared once again.
“It’s just some crooked trick—nothing worthy of attention,” said Real Master Hua Guang, standing on the platform with disdain.
After all, the Palace of Wealth was once a Daoist sect. The Palace of Wealth wasn’t just a Dao artifact; it was also a sacred site of the sect, naturally possessing powerful abilities to expel evil spirits.
Dao and demons could not coexist. The Palace of Wealth harbored an innate hatred for such bloodish evil energy—it would never allow it to get close.

Just now, the appearance of those monstrous waves of blood forced even the leader of Tai Xu to take a step back. Even the silver dragon and the Seven-Colored Sealing Technique were retracted, as none of them wanted to be touched by that utterly evil and sinister Sea of Blood Fiends. At this moment, with the blood sea retreating, all the sealing techniques of the eight Primordial Soul Ancestors were suspended, giving Su Che a brief respite to catch his breath and rest slightly. As the onslaught ceased, life energy surged throughout his body, nourishing his nearly ruined physique. Su Che took out a handkerchief and calmly wiped the blood from his mouth, laughing and saying, “Jufu, you’ve done well cooperating. With this, we can keep going!” “Yes,” Jufu’s mental voice came again, “Su Che, you’re great.” Su Che laughed heartily, looking full of fighting spirit and fearless. In truth, this was merely self-encouragement in a desperate situation—not really a sign that they could truly hold on indefinitely. That brief struggle lasted less than half a minute (less than two minutes). After such a short time, Su Che’s mouth and nose were bleeding, and he suffered severe internal injuries, while the eight Primordial Soul Ancestors didn’t suffer any damage at all. Moreover, those eight ancestors only used sealing techniques, refraining from unleashing their most powerful attacks out of concern for Jufu. They merely waved their hands, yet Su Che had to risk his life to counter them. How much longer could he hold on? It was likely that even before Tai Xu and the others intervened directly, Su Che might exhaust himself to death. “Tian Yu, your stubborn resistance is nothing but a futile attempt to prolong your life—it’s foolish,” said the leader of Tai Xu in a grave tone. “What is wisdom?” Su Che replied calmly, “To jump right in front of you and get killed by your palm strike—is that wise?” “You are a genius in the realm of cultivation, and we value talent. If you weren’t a disciple of Tian Xuan Sect, we wouldn’t want to kill you with our own hands,” said the leader of Tai Xu sincerely. “If you’re willing to publicly declare your departure from Tian Xuan Sect, switch sides, and join any one of our seven major sects, you can keep your life today. Fellow Phantom Demon, Holy Patriarch, am I right?” “Exactly,” nodded the Holy Patriarch of the Blood God Sect with a smile. “Tian Yu, if you join the Blood God Sect, not only will you survive, but I’ll treat you a hundred or a thousand times better than those old guys from Tian Xuan Sect. In fact, our seven major sects will unite to train you.” “That sounds quite attractive!” Su Che laughed, fully understanding their intentions.

Indeed, if he surrendered now and openly declared a change of side, he might indeed survive today, as those guys still needed his life to humiliate the Tianxuan Sect. But in the future, once all his value had been exploited, he would still inevitably face the fate of being discarded. At this moment, while Su Che was talking with Tai Xu and the others, True Man Huaguang quietly sent a message: “Su Che, with the situation as it is, shouldn’t we make it more chaotic?” “That’s exactly right!” Su Che replied via message, “Too many lice don’t bite. The more chaotic things get, the better chance we have to find a way out.”