Chapter 785: Psychological Tactics

Chirr-ga-ga…
Amidst the ear-splitting frictional noise, Meng Yu’s Emperor Immortal’s fully unleashed Great Tearing Technique severely distorted Su Che’s defensive barrier. The cyan-blue circular light shield, subjected to intense friction, generated terrifying heat and transformed into an orange-red fireball, resembling a large, irregular-shaped meteor plummeting from the sky right before his eyes.
Even so, once this attack finally dissipated, the defensive barrier remained intact, surviving unscathed.
Su Che had endured attacks of this magnitude dozens of times and had long since adapted, feeling no concern at all. At the very least, he was certain that an Emperor Immortal at the Third Heaven realm was not strong enough to break through his defenses—unless they also possessed a celestial-grade immortal artifact with extremely powerful offensive capabilities.
“If they did, they would have used it already. Why wait until now?”
Su Che was convinced: “Only the ultimate treasures refined by Immortal Lords, transformed successfully in the Heavenly Will Furnace and endowed with trace innate attributes, can be called celestial-grade immortal artifacts. Most Emperor Immortals don’t possess such things.”
Boom! Boom! Boom…
Su Che wasn’t idle either. He had already launched hundreds of Chaos Fist attacks, shattering countless of his opponent’s binding spells. At the same time, he could counterattack Meng Yu. Even if its power wasn’t enough to harm him, it served as a form of harassment.
With each punch, he could gain an opening to fly dozens or even hundreds of miles away.
In just over a quarter of an hour, he had traveled less than 20,000 miles—a speed that was, of course, extremely slow. Under normal circumstances, Su Che’s flying speed would have allowed him to cover countless billions of miles in that same time.
“This Meng Yu definitely won’t give up. I wonder how much longer this confrontation will drag on…”
As the situation remained stale, Su Che couldn’t think of any way to escape and could only proceed step by step. While Meng Yu was tasked with intercepting Su Che, his four Da Luo Jin Xian subordinates followed from afar in four different directions, driving away any passing Immortals they encountered along the way.
This was the Earthly Immortal Realm. Generally, those in the later stages of the Jin Xian realm were already top experts. It was rare to encounter Da Luo Jin Xian-level powerhouses, let alone passing Emperor Immortals. It was unlikely that Meng Yu and his group would face interference from others.
Of course, things would be completely different in the Cloud Immortal Realm, where powerful beings abounded.
Swish! Swish! Swish…
During this time, Su Che also tried to activate teleportation gates leading to the Immortal-Demon battlefield, but Meng Yu’s Emperor Immortal swiftly shattered them all.
Meng Yu naturally knew these were Su Che’s attempts to escape via teleportation and would definitely not give him such a chance.

“Do you plan to keep going like this?”
Su Che smiled at him and said, “In a few days, I’ll find a chance to escape. All your efforts will be in vain.”
“Can you last for a few days?” Meng Yu sneered. “I really don’t believe it!”
Meng Yu thought that even if Su Che had a precious defensive artifact, he would still need to constantly expend a large amount of immortal energy to maintain it and resist the onslaught of fatigue. After all, he was just a Xuanxian, with limited stored immortal energy—should take only a day to deplete it.
Unbeknownst to him, what Su Che was using was not immortal energy but the power of the beings in the Immortal Prison. With just one draw, it was no problem to sustain this for ten days or half a month, without causing any harm to the countless beings in the Immortal Prison. Each time, less than one ten-thousandth of their power was lost, and they could replenish it with just a few bites of dry food. Such a method of drawing power was virtually endless.
“If you don’t believe it, we’ll see.”
Su Che smiled faintly, took out an exquisite porcelain bottle, opened it, took a sip, then said to Meng Yu with a smile, “I have this—Heavenly Chaos Jade Liquid. As long as I don’t run out of it, my strength will be endless.”
With that, he launched another punch infused with chaotic energy.
“Heavenly Chaos Jade Liquid?”
Meng Yu pondered carefully, confirming he had never heard of such a thing. But given the word “Chaos” in its name and Su Che’s continuous punches with chaotic properties, he began to believe it a bit.
As an Immortal Emperor living in the Cloud Immortal Realm, he had seen the highest levels of chaos in the immortal world countless times and could tell that Su Che’s punches carried a very strong chaotic essence.
“Could this also be some rare treasure left behind by the Primordial Immortal Lord?”
Meng Yu frowned slightly, feeling distressed. “Such a wonderful thing being wasted by this guy—it’s truly a shame, a great loss!”
Su Che, meanwhile, laughed inwardly. The porcelain bottle he had taken out contained only some kind of immortal wine, which could be bought anywhere in the Earthly Immortal Realm. He liked its taste quite a bit. With a small bottle holding tens of thousands of pounds of wine, it would surely take ten or eight years to finish it.
Boom! Bang!
After another exchange of blows, Su Che took the opportunity to fly hundreds of miles away before saying to him, “Have you never heard of the name ‘Su Che’?”
Since he was idle, why not chat a bit?
“Why should I have heard of your name?” Meng Yu asked after delivering a strike.

“Two hundred years ago, I collaborated with three Immortal Emperors in the Void of Fate. We held a treasure-hoarding gamble and won all the treasures they had, including a successfully transformed JadeHuang
Wish Fruit Wish Fruit…”
Su Che tilted his head and asked, “Hundreds of Immortal Emperors and tens of thousands of Great Luo Golden Immortals witnessed it. How could you not know such a significant event? As an Immortal Emperor, are your information channels really so limited?”
“JadeHuang
Wish Fruit Wish Fruit?”
Meng Yu’s expression changed drastically as he hurriedly asked, “Do you still have the JadeHuang
Wish Fruit Wish Fruit with you?”
“I sold it long ago!” Su Che pointed at him and laughed. “It seems you really don’t know. What have you been doing all these years? Are all your subordinates useless?”
It wasn’t that Su Che was deliberately arrogant. Every time the JadeHuang
Wish Fruit Wish Fruit appeared, it would stir up a wave of discussion throughout the Immortal Realm. It was hard to believe that he, as an Immortal Emperor, was unaware of this.
“It was through that treasure-hoarding gamble that you met Emperor Guangyi, right?” Meng Yu asked gravely.
“I not only met Guangyi but also the Sacred Mother Immortal Venerable and the Evil Emperor Immortal Venerable. I even established some kind of business partnership with them,” Su Che said, pointing at him with an air of condescension. “You messed with the wrong people and got involved in the wrong affairs. You’ll surely suffer consequences sooner or later. Still stubborn to this day—what can I say about you? It truly proves the old saying: Those who bring disaster upon themselves deserve to perish!”
Meng Yu’s heart sank. Though he knew the other party was using psychological tactics, as an Immortal Emperor, he could tell that Su Che’s words didn’t seem like bragging or lying. Although his tone was mocking, the content was likely true.
“If that’s really the case, then this is troublesome…”
Overwhelmed by worry, he forgot to continue attacking Su Che, who slunk away several thousand miles away.
Meng Yu quickly chased after him and asked darkly, “Who exactly are you?”
“How much do you know about the purpose of the Immortal-Demon Battlefield?” Su Che countered.
Meng Yu immediately understood. “You mean the Immortal-Demon Battlefield and the Immortal Venerables’ Treasury are indeed one and the same?”
After chasing Jin Hao for so many years, it would be strange if he didn’t have some understanding of this.
“To be honest, the Immortal-Demon Battlefield is already in my hands. That Immortal Venerables’ Treasury is just a gift left to me by a few great Immortal Venerables,” Su Che said calmly. “That Jin Hao was quick enough to steal a few treasures from the treasury, but you’ve seen what happened to him. That’s a warning right before your eyes.”

Su Che raised his tone seriously and said, “Meng Yu, though you are an Immortal Emperor, you are not worthy of this blessing. Consider well the consequences of defying heaven’s will. It’s only because there is no deep hatred between us that I waste so much time trying to persuade you.”
Boom!
Meng Yu’s powerful strike hit the defensive barrier once again. Although the force remained unchanged, his momentum had clearly weakened significantly.
It had to be admitted that every word Su Che said struck him like thunderbolt after thunderbolt.
Though a fixation that had lasted tens of millions of years couldn’t be shattered by a few words from Su Che, it still caused cracks in Meng Yu’s inner defenses. This was a flaw at the mental level.
Su Che intensified his attacks and declared proudly, “I’m not worried about my own safety at all, because you are bound to lose! Even if you were surrounded by hundreds of Immortal Emperors, I wouldn’t fear them. Because if heaven doesn’t want me to perish, then no one can.”
Vum…
A golden light burst forth as Su Che pointed at his defensive barrier and shouted, “See? This is heaven’s protection. Even if you manage to break through it, it will bring you endless misfortune. With each strike, your sins will deepen; with each strike, your merits will diminish. Meng Yu, really don’t you feel anything?”
The latter part was pure nonsense—talk of sins deepening and merits diminishing were just his own inventions.
In the universe within the Immortal Prison, such words might represent heaven’s will; but here, in the outer universe, who would know if they were true or effective?
Yet strangely, it seemed to have some effect.
Meng Yu’s expression grew grave, and the intensity and frequency of his attacks gradually decreased. It seemed he had indeed sensed something…
Lao He smirked and said, “Master, your trickery is at least at the legendary level.”
“How can it be trickery?” Su Che retorted in his heart. “Those emperors in the mortal world dare to call themselves sons of heaven. Compared to them, don’t I have more right to claim such a title?”
Meng Yu’s attacks and resistance had weakened significantly, showing that he was weighing his options.
Seizing this opportunity, Su Che continued to fly tens of thousands of miles. Though he knew it wouldn’t be that easy to get rid of Meng Yu, it was still a small improvement, right?

But just as Su Che felt a slight relief, a deep voice suddenly came from above: “Brother Meng Yu, what are you doing?”
“Brother Meng Yu?”
Su Che’s heart tightened. Without a doubt, the person who had spoken was someone Meng Yu knew well. The use of “brother” indicated that this person’s strength was even greater than Meng Yu’s.
In the immortal realm, strength is what matters most, and rank is not determined by age.