Just as the Demonic Fist was about to strike Fairy Yue Hua, Su Han suddenly stopped moving. His body trembled continuously, and a trace of clarity flashed through his eyes as if he were struggling. "Mas... Master... don't... don't come closer..."
Seeing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in Fairy Yue Hua's eyes. "Su Han, I know you're still in there. Wake up!"
But at that moment, the Demonic Seed within Su Han erupted again. The clarity in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by violent killing intent. "Die!" he roared, hurling the Demonic Fist at Fairy Yue Hua once more.
At that critical moment, a beam of golden light suddenly descended from the sky and struck Su Han in the chest. Su Han cried out miserably as the golden light sent him stumbling back again and again, a mouthful of black blood spraying from his lips.
Everyone looked up to see an old man in a golden Daoist robe standing in the sky. His beard and hair were both white, and he possessed the bearing of an immortal. An unfathomable aura radiated from him, even more powerful than Master Xuan Yang.
"It's the Supreme Elder!" an elder cried out, his eyes filled with delight. The Qingyun Sect's Supreme Elder had remained in secluded cultivation year-round and rarely involved himself in sect affairs. No one had expected him to appear today.
The Supreme Elder said nothing. He leaped down and landed before Su Han. With a wave of his hand, golden light enveloped Su Han. The Demonic Energy around Su Han was instantly suppressed, and his body stopped struggling.
"The Chaos Demonic Seed really is troublesome," the Supreme Elder said softly, his eyes filled with gravity. He pressed a hand against Su Han's chest and sent a stream of golden spiritual