The Swordsaint was startled and quickly looked up. Who? The entire Heavenly Demon Cult should have been annihilated by me. With even the Earth Fiend Demon Sovereign dead, who else could have survived?

A sudden thought struck him. Wait, I forgot someone! I haven’t seen Qin Wushuang at all from beginning to end, and the Forbidden Curse Poison I’m suffering from was brought by him. It was because of Qin Wushuang that I vented my anger on the Heavenly Demon Cult and caused this boundless slaughter. And yet, while the Toad Poison Venerable, Leng Rufeng, and the others are all dead, Qin Wushuang himself has never appeared. I was so focused on the Earth Fiend Demon Sovereign that I didn’t even consider Qin Wushuang. But looking at it now, it seems he was the true mastermind behind all this.

The Swordsaint looked up, but the person he saw left him utterly shocked. The figure before him was not Qin Wushuang as he had guessed, but another familiar face.

"Su Han? What are you doing here?"

The Swordsaint’s mouth fell open, and he stared at Su Han in disbelief, feeling as if his entire worldview had been shattered.

This is the Heavenly Demon Cult’s territory. Rumor has it that the cult has a blood feud with Su Han. Besides, he’s only in the Heavenly King Realm, so how did he even get in here? Could Saint You Heng have arranged this? In my current state, if I run into Saint You Heng, I’m dead for sure! The Swordsaint’s heart sank at the possibility.

However, Saint You Heng did not appear. Instead, the familiar Heavenly Evolving Saint Runes materialized. Eighteen complete Heavenly Evolving Saint Runes intertwined with hundreds of Holy Pattern fragments, forming the Eight Extremes Star Array. It sealed time and space, cut off the outside world, and transformed the Unparalleled Hall into a private battlefield.

"Was this all your doing?"

Seeing the Heavenly Evolving Saint Runes, the Swordsaint knew he had guessed wrong. Saint You Heng probably isn’t here. The only one I have to face is Su Han. But when he connected Qin Wushuang’s poison to Su Han’s timely appearance, his scalp went numb. He realized it was all a conspiracy, and Su Han was the mysterious mastermind behind it.

"You’re a Saint, yet you’ve targeted me time and time again," Su Han said. "How could I possibly let you leave here alive? Today, we settle all our debts, new and old."

Su Han reached out, summoned the Ghostly Face Mask, and placed it over his face. Icy Devouring Heaven Demonic Qi surged through his body, and his aura became dark and cold, exuding a spine-chilling pressure. Su Han had only endured the aftershocks of the previous terrifying battle. Thanks to his own power and the sturdiness of the Unparalleled Hall, he was completely unscathed and at his peak.

"Physique Fusion!"

Without hesitation, Su Han instantly condensed the Demonic Emperor Physique and fused with it. Ten Black Holes began to revolve around him, and the pattern of the Shore Flower materialized on his clothes. His aura transformed, becoming dark, desolate, and domineering—like a young demonic emperor. Su Han was going to kill the Swordsaint himself, bringing the battle for the Heavenly Demon Cult to a decisive end.

The Swordsaint was undeniably powerful. He was a cultivator at the Saint Realm Sixth Layer with a Great Sun Sword Body at the Great Accomplishment stage and had mastered formidable swordsmanship. However, his circumstances were dire. His arm had been severed by Saint You Heng, who then pursued and grievously wounded him. He had also been afflicted with the Forbidden Curse Poison. To top it all off, after slaughtering the Heavenly Demon Cult, he was left on the brink of death by the Earth Fiend Demon Sovereign’s mutual-destruction attack.

At this moment, he was weakened to the extreme, his power at an all-time low. Facing a peak-condition Su Han, he was likely no match.

The Swordsaint’s fingers coiled around the hilt of his sword like a vice, his gaze fixed icily on Su Han. He never imagined he would capsize in a gutter like this, and because of Su Han of all people. Although Su Han was famous in the Eastern Region for his monstrous innate talent, in the Swordsaint’s eyes, he was just a weak junior. Without Saint You Heng’s protection, the Swordsaint could have killed him with a single strike, leaving no possibility of escape. From the very beginning, the Swordsaint’s enemy had always been Saint You Heng. As for Su Han, he was just an afterthought, someone to be killed in passing.

But now, the situation had changed dramatically. The Su Han he had never taken seriously had designed this very trap, plunging him into an unprecedented crisis.

If I truly die here today... that would be an absolutely unacceptable end. Therefore, if he wanted to live, his only option was to kill Su Han!

"You possess great courage and cunning," the Swordsaint said, his eyes locked on Su Han. "If you’re allowed to continue developing, becoming a Saint is a certainty. You might even have a chance at becoming a Great Emperor."

He did not attack immediately. I’m in a terrible state right now; I’m not sure I can kill him. I need to stall for time, recover some of my strength, and then I can annihilate him with a thunderous blow and eliminate this threat.

Unfortunately for him, Su Han had already seen through his intentions and had no plans to give him a chance to recover.

"Great Majestic Demon King, lend me your power!"

Although the Swordsaint was extremely weak, he was still a Saint Realm expert. Su Han dared not be careless. Gripping his Black Blade, he communed with the Great Majestic Demon King. Instantly, a torrential tide of Black Blade demonic energy poured into his body.

BOOM!

In an instant, Su Han’s Demonic Might erupted. His body rapidly swelled, transforming him into a four-meter-tall giant. His black hair grew wildly, cascading down to the floor, and his skin turned a blackish-red color, as tough as cooled magma. Demonic Horns, Demonic Wings, and a Demonic Tail sprouted from his body. With the Demonic Patterns on his Black Blade now glowing, Su Han looked no different from a true Evil Demon. In this Demonized State, Su Han’s strength, speed, defense, and recovery power were all vastly enhanced.

Having donned the Ghostly Face Mask, activated Physique Fusion, and entered his Demonized State, Su Han had reached his absolute peak.

"An Evil Demon!" Seeing Su Han’s Demonization, the Swordsaint’s pupils shrank, and his expression soured even further. He never expected to encounter a real Evil Demon. While Su Han’s power was not immense, legends of such beings were widespread throughout the Desolate Heavenly Ancient Realm. He couldn’t help but feel a flicker of dread.

"Thunderbolt Seven Absolute Slashes!"

Su Han paid no heed to the Swordsaint’s shock. He gripped his Black Blade and swiftly slashed forward. Yin Yang Thunder crackled around the blade, which was wreathed in Bloodthirsty Demonic Flame and Soul Devouring Demon Mist. Empowered by the Character Secret and fueled by a colossal amount of Demonic Qi, the attack materialized as a three-hundred-meter-long blade of lightning and fire. It swept toward the Swordsaint like the Grim Reaper’s scythe, carrying with it the stench of death.

Although the Swordsaint hadn’t recovered any strength, he wouldn’t just sit and wait for death. He gripped his Cold Iron Holy Sword and raised it in front of him to block.

BANG!

The Swordsaint’s injuries were too severe. He failed to block Su Han’s attack and was sent flying by the blow. He crashed violently into the wall, blasting a huge hole in it.

With a single slash, the Swordsaint’s defeat was all but certain.