Susanoo Who Took a Wrong Turn

"Sir, you look unfamiliar. I take it this is your first time visiting our establishment?"

Xiao Han had just stepped into the pleasure quarter Yan Chixia had mentioned when a heavily made-up madam came forward to greet him.

The madam beamed and peppered Xiao Han with questions. With a wave of her hand, a large group of young women hurried over.

It was no wonder. The fitted clothes Xiao Han wore were clearly beyond the means of ordinary people. At such a young age, he already had an extraordinary air about him. Even if he wasn't the son of a high-ranking official, he was probably the son of some wealthy merchant.

As he watched the beauties crowd around him, the corner of Xiao Han's mouth lifted slightly.

On the surface, these women of the trade all looked quite beautiful. But when Xiao Han used his Soul Power to sense them, he found their minds were as lifeless as a stagnant pool, devoid of any sense of self.

Their self-awareness had long since been extinguished, leaving them with only the instinct to seduce men and drain their essence. They might be smiling brightly now, chattering like a flock of cheerful birds, but inside they were already rotten to the core—nothing but puppets under someone else's control.

Xiao Han swept his Soul Power across the brothel and found a large number of lecherous men seeking pleasure. Most of them were scholars. After all, in ancient times, scholars were known for their charm, and there were plenty of tales about them frequenting pleasure quarters.

"Hmph! A bunch of useless fools. They're almost drained to death and still aren't satisfied. They'll end up dying between a woman's legs sooner or later!"

Yan Chixia's disgusted voice came from inside Xiao Han's mind. Xiao Han could only smile helplessly. The Divine Sense he had left on Yan Chixia with the Divided Spirit Technique to communicate with him had apparently been mistaken for a prop to chat on the phone.

"Hero Yan, we agreed to stick to the plan. Don't act impulsively."

"Got it, got it!"

Yan Chixia's impatient voice rang out in his mind again. Xiao Han shook his head, then smiled at the madam. "I'd like to meet the boss behind this place. Could you introduce me?"

"Oh, young master, our boss is as elusive as a dragon. Even I rarely catch sight of him."

The madam had looked somewhat flustered when she heard Xiao Han's request, but she quickly pasted on a warm, ingratiating smile. How could Xiao Han's keen eye have missed it?

"Enough. I've come in good faith to pay my respects to the owner of this place." As he spoke, Xiao Han released a wisp of Demonic Qi so faint it was almost imperceptible. Even so, the madam's expression changed drastically.

She bowed respectfully to Xiao Han, then ushered him into the most luxurious room. After bowing once more, she backed away like the lowliest of servants.

Xiao Han sat in a wooden chair and rested with his eyes closed. As for the pot of fragrant tea the madam had brewed, he didn't dare touch a drop. His Soul Power quickly swept across the room, and sure enough, the entire place was coated in an invisible, colorless, odorless Powdered Medicine.

Even if the powder wasn't poison, it was still a terrifying drug!

With a flick of his finger, Demonic Flame surged from his body and burned every trace of the powder in the room to ash.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Just as Xiao Han recalled his Demonic Flame, the madam returned with three people.

"Fellow Daoist, you certainly have impressive skills."

Xiao Han looked up. Three tall, slender, fair-skinned scholars came into view. All three wore fine silk robes and looked refined and scholarly, the very picture of dashing young gentlemen.

If not for the Immovable King Mantra he had cultivated detecting the overwhelming resentment hidden within them, as well as the Wrathful Ghosts lingering around them, Xiao Han might really have taken them for ordinary scholars.

"Heh, just a few small tricks. Nothing worth mentioning."

Xiao Han stood and cupped his hands to the three of them. "I hear the three of you are the Spokespersons in this area. I'm just passing through, so I've come to pay my respects."

"I wouldn't call us Spokespersons. May I ask what brings you here, Fellow Daoist?" The leading scholar fanned himself with his folding fan and smiled.

"To be frank, I do have a favor to ask."

Xiao Han gave a bashful smile, looking a little embarrassed.

"Oh? You certainly don't beat around the bush, Fellow Daoist."

The leading scholar smiled. "Go ahead and ask. Whether we three brothers agree to help depends on what you can offer us in return."

"Of course, of course."

Xiao Han stepped forward with a broad smile and glanced around. After confirming a few things, a sinister expression appeared on his face.

"To be frank, what I want is..."

BOOM!!!

"Your lives!!!"

The Demon Armor that Xiao Han had been forcibly suppressing sprang open in an instant. An overwhelming wave of Demonic Qi surged out, and the boundless Demonic Might turned the clouds within a hundred-mile radius pitch-black in the blink of an eye, as if doomsday had arrived.

Killing intent surged down upon the three Demonic Path cultivators like a monstrous tidal wave.

The three cultivators' expressions changed. They rapidly formed hand seals, activating a massive array centered on the brothel. Once the three of them had set up the formation, it managed to block a considerable portion of Xiao Han's Demonic Qi.

Xiao Han showed no sign of concern that his sudden eruption had been blocked. He swiftly formed hand seals and chanted a Magic Incantation: "Wind, rain, thunder, lightning—obey my command! Summon the Heavenly Thunder!"

As soon as he finished the incantation, the clouds of Demonic Qi overhead were ripped open by the thunderclouds summoned through his Lightning Technique!

Lightning churned across the sky, one dragon of lightning after another twisting together. Amidst deafening roars, the thunderclouds drew upon the power of the demonic clouds, steadily building up their World-Destroying Divine Might.

The three Demonic Path cultivators saw the danger and swiftly formed hand seals. In an instant, the formation drained every drop of Essence Blood from the brothel's patrons, who exploded into a sky full of Blood Mist.

Then came a string of incomprehensible incantations. Xiao Han wasn't foolish enough to give them time to unleash a powerful move. He brought his fingers together, controlling the lightning dragons in the sky as they merged and coiled into a gigantic Thunderous Giant Palm that descended from above. Like the wrath of Thor, it came crashing down toward the ground.

But the three Demonic Path cultivators acted just as decisively. Seeing that the Thunderous Giant Palm was about to strike, they slammed their hands against their chests, forcing out nine-tenths of their Essence Blood to hasten some kind of ritual.

At the same time, the leading Demonic Path cultivator controlled several hundred girls who had been refined into Sex Puppets and placed them directly in the path of the Thunderous Giant Palm.

But Xiao Han had known from the start that these girls, who looked so alive, had long since become walking corpses.

Rather than let them live as tools for draining men's essence, utterly devoid of dignity and no better than monsters, it would be better to destroy their bodies and grant them true release.

"Poor girls, be free..."

BOOM!!!

The Thunderous Giant Palm instantly blasted every Sex Puppet in its path to dust, but the attack's power was weakened in the process.

To condense this Thunderous Giant Palm, Xiao Han had not only summoned the Demon Armor to strengthen himself, but had also drained every last bit of his Zhenyuan and Magical Power in an instant.

Powerful attacks always came at a price!

Although Xiao Han frantically circulated the Swallowing Spirit Technique to absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, it still wasn't enough to replenish his nearly depleted Zhenyuan! So he took out a bottle of his best Second Grade Qi Returning Pills from his Storage Ring and poured them into his mouth like handfuls of beans.

The pills melted as soon as they entered his mouth, smoother than Dove chocolate. Xiao Han quickly absorbed their medicinal power, then shouted up at the sky.

"Hero Yan! Help me!!!"

As Xiao Han cried for help, the three Demonic Path cultivators unleashed their strongest technique. A gigantic Demon God Phantom appeared within the formation surrounding them.

The Demon God Phantom stood five zhang tall. It had a pair of horns on its head, a crimson body, three heads, six arms, and eight legs—all ending in ox hooves. Each arm wielded a peerless weapon of slaughter!

The Demon God Phantom shielded the three Demonic Path cultivators within its body. No matter how Xiao Han's Thunderous Giant Palm struck it, the phantom remained completely unmoved!

The unexpected turn of events left Xiao Han dumbfounded, and he couldn't help blurting out a curse.

"Damn! Isn't that Susanoo?!"

A chill ran through Xiao Han's heart. He swiftly dispelled the Heavenly Thunder technique and retreated!

RUMBLE!!!

The next moment, the Demon God Phantom brought its blade down, carving a massive slash more than thirty meters long into the ground. The entire brothel exploded under the blow, sending rubble flying everywhere!

Xiao Han pushed off with his foot and summoned the Purple Cloud Wings without hesitation, soaring straight into the sky. In the next moment, a huge fist came hurtling toward him.

The outcome seemed all but certain: the enormous fist against the tiny Xiao Han.

But with the Demon Armor on, Xiao Han's overall strength had soared by an entire Major Level.

Wanting to test his strength, Xiao Han took a deep breath and gathered all his power. His physical strength, boosted to two-star Da Dou Shi, erupted at full force.

"Eight! Extremes! Collapse!"

His Demon Armor-clad fist slammed into the crimson fist of the Demon God Phantom.

"Break for me!"

Xiao Han gritted his teeth, and power on par with a Dou Ling expert burst from his fist!

The moment his fist collided with the crimson one, a tremendous shock wave surged outward, hurling Xiao Han more than ten meters back. Only then did he manage to steady himself in midair with his Purple Cloud Wings.

His fist was so small it was laughable, yet in that head-on clash, it had forcibly knocked the Demon God's fist back. The powerful hidden force Xiao Han had unleashed drove straight into the Demon God's arm.

"Explode!"

Xiao Han smiled coldly. He gently clenched his fist toward the Demon God's arm as it was knocked back, and the hidden force of Eight Extremes Collapse erupted, swiftly disabling the arm!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Countless sword cries intertwined, as if playing a Song of the Mortal Realm Sword!

At the same time, streak after streak of golden sword light encircled the entire formation. Countless flying swords filled the sky, forming a gigantic Golden Sword Dragon!

A sword intent so terrifying it pierced through the Demon God Phantom, leaving it unable to move as it roared in place.

This was Yan Chixia fighting with all his might, using the Myriad Swords Technique to drive the Sword Formation!

Looking at the despair on the faces of the three men trapped inside the Demon God Phantom, Xiao Han chuckled. "You three little fellows are at death's door!"