Chapter 590: Get Lost!

Soul Slash targets all intangible entities—any being with a soul, thoughts, or consciousness will be attacked by it.
As for the demonized Guanghao and Lunan, Su Che wasn’t sure if they had souls, but it was certain they possessed thoughts and consciousness—there was no doubt about that.
This meant the attack could work!
Dozens of invisible soul blades rushed into Guanghao and Lunan’s demonic bodies, completely ignoring the misty defensive layers they created.
Ugh!
The roars of Guanghao and the other demon instantly stopped, and their movements froze mid-air as if under a paralysis spell.
Clearly, their thoughts and consciousness had been severely impacted by the Soul Slash. But Su Che knew well that his mastery of the Great Slash Technique wasn’t enough to erase their thoughts and consciousness so easily—it was merely a brief pause.
Yet, at this moment, that pause was all that was needed.
Using this time, Su Che unleashed the Great Thunder Strike three times in a row, drawing over 300 transparent electric bolts from the silver sphere and sending them to Xueyu.
Together with the earlier bolts, more than 400 electric bolts accumulated within Xueyu’s light sphere—enough, presumably, to kill one of Guanghao and the other demon.
In less than a breath’s time, Guanghao and the other demon regained their composure from the pause. However, affected by the Soul Slash, they seemed unaware of what had happened during that brief interval, seemingly losing sense of time. They merely roared twice before charging at Su Che again.
They didn’t realize that Xueyu had already prepared another deadly attack.
Guanghao and the other demon moved at an astonishing speed. Even with Su Che’s Flashing Movement technique, it was difficult to keep up with them—due to the limited space, the distance between him and the two demons never exceeded thirty zhang.
Just as Guanghao and the other demon gathered their magic to unleash a second Great Rending Attack on Su Che, another massive deadly symbol appeared before Xueyu. It was unknown who would be the target this time—Guanghao? Lunan? Or Su Che?
Any of them could be!
The moment he saw this “deadly” symbol take shape, Su Che became extremely tense. He had just tricked Xueyu once; who knew if she wouldn’t turn on him now?

The Final Kill Character, formed from over 300 strands of transparent lightning, was enough to eliminate the Ancestor with Divine Eyes—proving its terrifying power. His own defensive capabilities were far inferior to those of these three Mahayana-stage warriors transformed into demons; if hit by the Final Kill Character, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At the moment Xue Yu unleashed the Final Kill Character, her gaze crossed a distance of hundreds of feet to land on Su Che’s face, accompanied by a meaningful slight smile. The smile was gentle, devoid of any murderous intent, yet it made Su Che’s heart tremble: “Why are you smiling? You wretched woman!”

Whoosh!

The Final Kill Character rushed toward them at lightning speed.

This time, both Su Che and the two demons, Guang Hao and the other, were prepared for it. No matter whose target it was, each of them used their own methods to evade at top speed. Whoever got hit would be doomed!

It could be said they dodged just in time. Judging from the trajectory of the Final Kill Character, it seemed impossible for it to hit anyone.

Yet Xue Yu’s tactics were far from so simple. Even now, she still had full control over it.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

In mid-air, the Final Kill Character suddenly changed direction, its speed increasing several times over in an instant. This was the true speed of lightning, the speed befitting a thunderbolt of divine punishment.

Clearly, this time Su Che had underestimated Xue Yu again. Her target was none other than Saintess Lu Nan!

“Ahh!”

Saintess Lu Nan was instantly engulfed in a burst of lightning created by the Final Kill Character. Before dying, she let out a strange, agonized scream typical of female demons.

A moment later, the lightning vanished, leaving that spot completely empty, with nothing left behind.

The Final Kill Character, formed from over 300 strands of lightning, had killed the Ancestor with Divine Eyes, leaving behind only his hardest claws. This one, formed from over 400 strands of lightning, could completely annihilate such a demon, leaving not a trace.

With this, Su Che and Xue Yu had a rough idea of how to eliminate them.

Roar!

It turned out these demons knew fear as well. The surviving Guang Hao let out a roar, flapped his fleshy wings, and retreated far away at once. Not daring to say another word, he transformed into a mist and disappeared into the darkness, temporarily out of sight—even Lao He couldn’t detect where he had gone.

“Did he run?”

Su Che turned to Xue Yu, asking if she could locate Guang Hao’s exact position.

“He’s escaped.”

Xue Yu shook her head gently: “It’s definitely not here anymore.”
Su Che could only nod silently. After all, that vast creature was also a demon formed from a powerful being at the Mahayana stage. If it truly wanted to escape, nothing could stop it.
In other words, this battle was temporarily over, but it was still uncertain whether, without a host for demonization, the demonic energy emanating from that silver sphere would cause other anomalies.
It was also unknown what exactly was suppressed or sealed within that silver sphere, which was a hundred zhang in diameter—was it a pure energy entity? Or a terrifyingly powerful high-level demon?
This had to be figured out. Su Che wasn’t doing it to eliminate demons, but because it was closely related to his own opportunities—perhaps even the key to those opportunities lay within!
“What do you plan to do next?”
Xue Yu waved her hand to dispel the bright white light sphere that protected her, then floated closer to Su Che. Her snow-white complexion clearly conveyed her message: Your sneak attack just now seriously injured me.
“Who would believe that?”
Su Che didn’t believe at all that his Soul Slash could have hurt her to such an extent. If the power of a Soul Slash wasn’t sufficient to directly destroy someone’s soul or essence, its impact would be similar to a soul-grabbing technique—only causing temporary disruption that would pass once one regained consciousness.
Undoubtedly, her pale complexion was purely an act.
Feeling Su Che’s disdainful gaze, Xue Yu smiled softly. Her complexion immediately turned rosy again, and she even had the audacity to explain, “It’s my heart that’s hurt.”
“You really are…”
Su Che stared at her blankly and praised her with utmost sincerity, “You’re the most shameless and disgusting woman I’ve ever met. I really can’t understand how heaven could create such a vile creature.”
“I said I’d only act like this with you.”
Unperturbed, Xue Yu replied gently, “In front of others, I naturally present a different face. Almost no one ever speaks of me in a negative way. In fact, in this world, only you would insult me over and over again like this.”
“There’s no other way. All you can get from me is this.”
Su Che shrugged and asked, “Then which ‘you’ is the real you?”
“Neither of them!”
Xue Yu raised her face and smiled proudly, “The real me can only be seen by those closest to me. And clearly, you’re not one of them yet.”
“Nonsense!”

Su Che raised his head and laughed three times. “Thankfully not! I’d rather turn into a demon like Guang Hao than get close to you, because you have a really unpleasant smell, like…” He deliberately stopped here, letting her guess on her own. Such words should have a tremendous impact on a woman. Sure enough, Xue Yu’s face turned pale as she glared fiercely at Su Che and said angrily, “Su Che, words bring disaster. Don’t go too far!” “If you don’t want to hear it, then get lost. I don’t exactly crave your company.” Su Che waved his hand nonchalantly, convinced that a woman like her would never abandon her carefully planned schemes just because of a few words. Unfortunately, this time Su Che was wrong. A powerful strike came at him. Xue Yu raised her hand and slapped him. Though it looked like a slap, the force behind it could crush a towering mountain to dust. Only some wretched creature in the immortal realm would dare to withstand a slap from a Great Vehicle-stage powerhouse, right? Su Che wasn’t a wretch nor a true immortal, so of course he didn’t want to take such a hit. In an instant, he vanished and dodged to over a hundred feet away, then immediately sent two beams of destruction and three beams of purple crystal blades at her. Pop pop pop pop… The forces from both sides canceled each other out, disappearing into thin air without either side hitting the other. “Apologize!” Xue Yu’s tone was icy cold, every word sharp as ice shards. “Apologize right now, or I’ll make sure you and I never live in peace!” “Haha!” Su Che was overjoyed. Nodding, he said, “It seems I was right after all. You must have some unspeakable, unpleasant smell that bothers you and makes you feel inferior. A scar like this would make you furious and hysterical once exposed.” In truth, Su Che was just trying to anger her. In reality, cultivators have pure bodies free from impurities, so there can’t be body odor or similar smells. Especially for a beautiful woman at the Great Vehicle stage like her, such a thing was impossible. Sure enough, Xue Yu said coldly, “I’m not talking about that. It’s you who dared to say ‘get lost’ to me. Those are the two words I can’t tolerate the most. You must apologize to me, or else…” But before she could finish, Su Che laughed happily. “Can’t tolerate it? That’s great! Then please get lost right now—go as far away as you can!”

Though she shouted those words, Su Che was actually full of wariness. After all, Xue Yu, who had lived for tens of thousands of years and reached the Mahayana stage, had experienced every kind of hardship and heard every kind of vicious remark. How could she get angry over such a trivial phrase as “get lost”?
It was unclear what tricks she was playing again…