Not only for the sect's honor, not only for fortuitous opportunities.
It was also to validate his own sword path, to seek that sliver of opportunity for a breakthrough amid life and death.
"The Demonic Seed... is a major problem." Su Han looked inward at the restless, chilling aura within his chest, his brows tightly furrowed. A battle against Lu Ming would inevitably involve violent attacks like thunder and fire, placing even greater strain and impact on him. If the Demonic Seed erupted during the fierce battle, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Perhaps... I can try that method." A trace of resolve flashed through Su Han's eyes.
He thought of a secret art recorded in the Primordial Star Art—the Star Sealing Demon Seal. It used one's own stellar origin as a catalyst, combined with a special incantation, to form a seal within the body and temporarily suppress foreign energy. However, this secret art was exceptionally dangerous. If it failed, it could damage his origin or even cripple his cultivation entirely. Moreover, the seal was only temporary and could not eradicate the Demonic Seed.
"There's no other choice." Su Han took a deep breath. Rather than remain on edge during battle, fearing that the Demonic Seed might erupt, he might as well take the risk and seal it temporarily. At the very least, it would leave him with one less concern in the coming fight.
He acted as soon as he decided. Su Han calmed his mind, adjusted his condition, and brought his essence, energy, and spirit to their peak.
Then, following the records in the Primordial Star Art, he began circulating the incantation for the Star Sealing Demon Seal.
Strands of pure Primordial Star Power were drawn from the star sea in his dantian and slowly circulated through his meridians