One Finger Annihilation

Still harboring doubts about Meng Xianxian, Su Hao no longer hesitated and directly entered a cultivation state. The phantom Dao lotus did not appear, remaining hidden within his body instead. The Supreme Heavenly Demon Art circulated, absorbing with tyrannical force, at a speed surpassing the others.

What was more, Su Hao continuously swallowed those demon cores. Stimulated by the spiritual energy here, his absorption speed increased by another notch.

In this way, half an hour swiftly passed. Su Hao refined all twenty-odd demon cores, and with the aid of the spiritual energy here and the lotus seed in his hand, he broke through in a short time.

A breakthrough required essence, insight, opportunity, and even favorable terrain. It was incomparably difficult. For ordinary people, breaking through required trial after trial—it was something one could only stumble upon, never seek.

But Su Hao had no such need. He possessed all of the Devil Master's cultivation insights and knew every turn of the cultivation path. With sufficient essence, he could become a Buddha where he stood.

Of course, if he did that, he would merely become a second Devil Master. Su Hao did not want that, so he had actually been controlling his pace all along, only breaking through after fully tempering himself.

Sixth Layer of Qi Condensation!

Su Hao's mana surged. His sea of qi was as large as a face basin. The space within it existed independently and would gradually expand as it was developed, allowing it to carry ever more spiritual energy, with mana towering like a mountain.

After breaking through, Su Hao did not immediately leave. He remained in the pool with his eyes closed, using the water to temper his physical body.

The Supreme Heavenly Demon Art placed immense demands on the body. Su Hao needed to cultivate both technique and physique.

Under such cultivation, another hour passed in a flash, yet no one opened their eyes. The spiritual energy was no longer gushing forth, but remnants still remained in the pool water and could not be wasted.

But while they wished to continue, someone else disagreed. A faint sound of wind arose, carrying a chilling killing intent that made the cultivators abruptly open their eyes.

Su Hao noticed it first, and he was also in the greatest danger. The instant he opened his eyes, his body had already drifted upward. At the same time, his mana unfurled, and palm imprints formed from it yanked Lin Yaoyao and Xia Xiaojiu out of the pool.

Where they had just been, the pool water exploded. A golden longsword burst from beneath the surface, its edge laid bare.

"Not bad. You actually dodged my assassination." A cold voice rang out as the sword's owner appeared—a bewitching beauty in black, a sneer at the corner of her lips.

"Cloud Demon!"

Recognizing the woman, Xia Xiaojiu spoke with a trace of surprise.

"It's me. You'd best not meddle in other people's business. I only want his life!" Cloud Demon pointed at Su Hao, her tone as commanding as an order.

"Bullshit. Slaughtering fellow disciples here is a grave crime. If Su Hao dies, do you think you'll spare us?" Xia Xiaojiu sneered and stood beside Su Hao. His stance was obvious: they would advance and retreat together.

There was naturally no need for Lin Yaoyao to say anything. He had already drawn his purple broadsword and fixed his gaze ahead.

Meng Xianxian floated in the pool. Though she did not move, a crafty gleam filled her eyes, as though some scheme had occurred to her.

As for the bald-feathered chicken, it had long since plunged beneath the pool water, muttering, "This lord's cultivation hasn't recovered yet. I'm no match for them, so naturally I have to run. This lord doesn't suffer losses right before his eyes."

Cloud Demon's expression turned even colder, venomous as a snake or scorpion. She said icily, "I am at the peak of the seventh layer of Qi Condensation, and the two junior brothers beside me are also at the seventh layer. Do you think you have the right to resist?"

"You will die," Su Hao said simply. These people were far too weak if they thought to kill him.

"Hmph, what shameless boasting." Cloud Demon seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

She was about to attack, but the moment she took a step, Meng Xianxian immediately called out, "You old hag, if you dare make a move, don't blame me for using my ultimate move."

The words "old hag" made Cloud Demon's fury swell. Murderous intent surged violently in her eyes. She was young and beautiful, and countless gifted young men had been utterly captivated by her. Meng Xianxian was simply insulting her.

She stepped forward again, killing intent radiating in every direction.

"I really do have an ultimate move. Do you believe me?" Meng Xianxian left the pool, and with a tremor of mana, the moisture on her body instantly evaporated. Looking at Cloud Demon, she said, "If you dare attack, do you believe I'll reveal the color of your underwear?"

"Huh?"

Cloud Demon froze.

Su Hao and the other two exchanged looks, all equally speechless. This was her ultimate move?

"Don't disbelieve me. You like black on top and purple below. As for the size..." Meng Xianxian said with a grin.

Before she could finish, Cloud Demon's expression had already changed. A flush colored her cheeks as she snapped, "Shut your mouth!"

"Hehe, leave immediately and I can refrain from exposing anything more. Otherwise, do you believe I dare let everyone in the sect see images of your naked body? Old hag, you should know my methods, right?"

Meng Xianxian's threat made Cloud Demon's expression change completely. There truly were jade slips in the sect that could record images. As fellow women, secretly capturing images of her naked body would not be difficult.

Yet in the next instant, her expression turned vicious. With a sweep of her sleeve, she suddenly shouted, "Then all of you can die here! Attack!"

As her voice fell, she pointed with one hand. The golden longsword shot forth with a whoosh, stabbing directly ahead.

At the same time, the two men in black attacked as well.

"I knew you were up to no good." Meng Xianxian's expression turned solemn. As the enemy's sword stabbed toward her, a purple-gold warhammer immediately appeared in her hand, blocking before her.

"You two deal with one of them. Leave the other to me." Su Hao's face turned icy. Stomping his foot, he shot out in a whirlwind, charging directly at one of the seventh-layer Qi Condensation cultivators.

"Hmph, you overestimate yourself. You think you can fight me with your abilities? Isn't that laughable?" The man in black sneered. His seventh-layer Qi Condensation cultivation gave him no reason to regard Su Hao seriously.

After all, when Su Hao had acted in the North Gate, he had only been at the fifth layer of Qi Condensation. Though his combat strength had been formidable, he had merely fought sixth-layer Qi Condensation cultivators. He was not in the same league as this man.

"Die!"

Yet just as his words fell, Su Hao continued striding forward. Once he came within three meters, he fiercely swung his sleeve. Beneath the cloth around his wrist, a green bracelet suddenly flashed, transforming into a cold gleam that shot forward to kill.

Godslayer Sword!

Swish!

The green cold light flashed like lightning, vanishing in an instant and stirring up a fierce wind. Caught off guard, the approaching man's expression changed at once, and he instinctively jerked his head aside.

The cold sword flashed past, leaving a bloody gash on his neck as blood streamed out.

The man in black was horrified, cold sweat breaking across his body. He had nearly died.

But just as his heart steadied, a fierce gale struck again, even faster than before. Su Hao had already arrived, his finger blazing with dazzling golden light, as if forged from divine metal—nothing could withstand it.

"Pfft!"

The sound of flesh being pierced rang out. The black-clad man's movements stopped dead, a bloody hole appearing between his brows as the breath of life rapidly drained from him.

His eyes were wide with intense unwillingness. Even at death's door, he could not believe that he would die at the hands of Su Hao, whom he had looked down upon—and in only a single exchange.

Su Hao's cultivation had broken through to the sixth level of Qi Condensation, while his mana was comparable to that of the seventh level. Was there any doubt he could kill him?