In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

It could be to disrupt the opponent's key spells at the perfect moment, or to use the sharp sword energy nurtured by the "Sword Condensation Technique" to ambush the enemy's vulnerable spot, or to use the "Spirit Condensation Technique" to attack the opponent's soul and create an opening.

He was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, calmly observing the battlefield, searching for every fleeting opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

In a short while, two more demonic cultivators were killed by Lu Xueqi's sword light or struck by Shi Yue and others' formation, and fell to the ground seriously injured, thanks to Su Han's skillful "cooperation".

The ice-scaled python had now completely gone berserk.

It wasn't very intelligent and couldn't tell how the situation was evolving. It only knew that the intruders were attacking each other, while the kid who first "attacked" the spirit milk (Su Han) was slippery and stayed out of the way.

On the contrary, the group of ferocious demonic cultivators (Scarface and Baldy's gang) who started by shouting and yelling were the ones who took the initiative to attack, and their attacks often affected both the demon and the pool.

In its simplistic logic, these guys are a bigger threat!

Therefore, the Ice Scale Python unleashed most of its fury on the demonic cultivators.

The thick snake tail swept across, smashing the ground into a deep crater. Ice mist, ice spikes, and ice blades spewed out continuously. The massive body rolled and crashed around the edge of the pool, forcing the demonic cultivators into a sorry state. They also had to be distracted by the sneak attacks from Su Han and the others, making their lives miserable.

"Boss! This snake has gone mad! It's targeting us!"

"Those three guys are too slippery! Especially that young man in blue!"

The demonic cultivators were both shocked and furious. In a short time, two of them had died, one was seriously injured, and the rest were all wounded. Although the enemy had also suffered considerable losses, thanks to the "help" of the Ice Scale Python and their exquisite teamwork, they had hardly been injured.

The bald man with the scar had recovered from the stinging pain in his mind, and his face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He realized that the young man in blue was the most troublesome of the three. Not only was his strength unpredictable, but his mind was also deep and ruthless. He was a master of scheming, using the trick of driving wolves to devour tigers and profiting from chaos.

If this continues, they might all really perish here.

"This can't go on like this!"

A fierce and greedy glint flashed in the scarred bald man's eyes as he suddenly looked at the earth vein spiritual milk in the center of the pool.

"Third brother! Fourth brother! Engage that ice python and that brat from the Zhenyue Pagoda!"

"Second brother, come with me, let's get the spirit milk first!"

He roared and, disregarding everything else, his body glowed even brighter with blood as he withstood an ice spike from the Ice Scale Python, spitting blood as he charged toward the center of the pool.

Upon hearing this, the late-stage Golden Core demonic cultivator known as the second-in-command immediately broke free from his opponent and followed closely behind.

Their intention was clear—to take advantage of the chaos to forcibly seize the earth vein's spiritual milk, and then flee far away.

The Earth Vein Spirit Milk is priceless; even if all my subordinates die, it's worth it if I succeed!
"Oh no! They're trying to steal the Spirit Milk!"

Shi Yue said urgently, trying to stop them, but was held back by two other desperate demonic cultivators.

The Ice Scale Python also sensed the two men's intentions, let out an angry hiss, abandoned its other opponents, turned its huge head, opened its blood-red maw, and unleashed a thicker and more solid ice-blue breath, like an angry dragon, towards the two men with scars and bald heads.

This furious strike nearly drained some of its accumulated primal cold power, making it incredibly powerful!

Scarface's expression changed, and he exchanged a glance with the second brother. At the same time, the two of them spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which landed on their respective magical artifacts.

The Ghost Head Greatsword surged with crimson light, transforming into a blood-red blade aura several meters long, which fiercely slashed towards Ice Blue Breath.

The other skull-shaped magical artifact spun around, emitting a thick, foul black aura, attempting to erode and weaken the power of the breath.

boom!
The icy blue and blood-black lights collided violently, unleashing an astonishing energy shock.

The pool erupted with waves several meters high, and chilling and bloodthirsty auras surged everywhere.

Scarface and the second brother both coughed up blood and flew backward. The ghost-headed broadsword dimmed, and cracks appeared on the skull-shaped magic weapon. However, the terrifying icy blue breath was barely blocked and dispersed by the two of them working together.

The Ice Scale Python hissed in pain; the attack had taken a heavy toll on it, and its aura had weakened considerably.

Ignoring his injuries, the bald man with the scarred face flashed with a fierce light in his eyes. Taking advantage of the momentum of his backward flight, he changed direction and rushed straight towards the stalactite in the center of the pool!

He was less than three zhang away from the spiritual milk!
"Hahaha! The Earth Vein Spirit Milk is mine now!"

The bald man with the scar showed a look of wild joy and reached out to grab the drop of spiritual milk that was about to fall and the thin layer of milky white liquid in the pit below.

Just then, something unexpected happened!
A figure in blue appeared without warning behind the scarred bald man, less than ten feet away!
It was Su Han!

No one saw how he avoided the chaotic aftershocks of energy or how he crossed that distance.

It was as if he had always been there.

Su Han's expression was calm, but deep within his eyes seemed to be a swirling vortex of chaos.

He pointed his fingers like a sword, and a point of chaotic color condensed at his fingertips. It seemed slow, but it was actually extremely fast, and he pointed it at the back of the scarred bald man.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling brilliance.

Only a chilling sense of desolation, as if all things had returned to nothingness, quietly permeated the air.

The bald man's ecstatic expression froze instantly. An unprecedented sense of impending death enveloped him, making his scalp tingle and his hair stand on end!

He wanted to turn around, to defend himself, to escape.

However, he had already suffered serious internal injuries from fighting the Ice Scale Python. At this moment, his old strength was gone and new strength had not yet been generated. Su Han's finger strike was perfectly timed, precisely at the moment when his mind was most relaxed and his breathing was least smooth.

"Do not--"

The bald man with the scar only had time to let out a desperate and unwilling roar.

The chaotic-colored finger sword had already lightly touched his back.

puff!
There was a slight muffled sound.

The scarred bald man's body stiffened abruptly.

The protective blood-red aura around him melted silently, like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

The powerful demonic energy within him dissipated rapidly, like snow being poured over boiling water.

From the moment his sword struck, his robust body, flesh, bones, and meridians seemed to instantly lose all vitality, turning into a kind of gray dust, silently annihilating and dissipating.

There was no splattering of blood, no spilled internal organs.

Only a strange, chilling stillness spread rapidly through him.

Scarface's bald head stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief and horror. He lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the rapidly expanding gray area on his chest. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

In the blink of an eye, this infamous late-stage Golden Core demonic cultivator, along with his storage bag and magical treasures, was completely reduced to a small clump of ashes, which drifted away with the wind and fell into the murky pool water, leaving no trace.

It's as if they never existed in this world.

Chaos Finger!
Based on the "Chaos Dao Scripture" and combined with his own understanding, Su Han unleashed his strongest attack at a critical moment, unleashing his full potential. (End of Chapter)