Eternal life begins with saving my clan

'Hmm!'

A deep groan echoed from the depths of a crater. At its center, a human lay sprawled on the ground, dried blood staining the earth around him.

Slowly, he pushed himself into a sitting position, his eyes wandering for a moment before realization dawned on his face.

Lowering his gaze, he inspected the ghastly wound on his chest, watching as it healed at a visible speed.

"Huh! I guess I underestimated my enemy…" Su Yen muttered, turning his eyes toward the tomb-like palace in the distance.

"Even with the pagoda bloodline, these ancient experts are difficult to deal with." He furrowed his brow.

"How strong were they? Even their astral bodies are more powerful than me, despite my cultivation being raised by three realms."

As a Saint Realm expert, with his pagoda bloodline boosting his strength by three entire realms, Su Yen should have been among the strongest in this world—at least in the Ascension Realm.

Yet, he was struggling against mere astral remnants of these ancient experts.

In the Lotus World, Saint Realm cultivators had not appeared for thousands of years, let alone those in the three realms above it.

But these astral bodies possessed power surpassing even the Ascension Realm. From this, Su Yen realized just how unfathomable these ancient experts had been in life—and how far he still had to go to reach their level.

Five minutes later, he leaped out of the crater. His injuries had long since healed, and his tattered robes had been replaced.

With renewed determination, he strode toward the tomb-like palace, his battle intent burning fiercely.

He would not retreat—not until he had vanquished the spectral woman.

Whoosh!

The spectral woman reappeared, her face twisted in irritation. She could not fathom how this human had survived her attack, but this time, she would ensure he stayed dead forever.

Without a word, she unleashed another palm strike. This time, it was even more terrifying than before.

The space twisted violently, as though the sheer force of the attack would tear it apart.

Su Yen remained unfazed. He did not retaliate immediately but vanished from his spot using his spatial technique—Blink.

The cold woman's expression flickered for a brief moment, her brow creasing.

Suddenly, she sensed a fatal threat behind her. Without hesitation, she cast her transparent shield, expecting to reflect the attack back at its source.

Bang! Bang!

In mere seconds, Su Yen had unleashed over ten consecutive strikes. As for the rebounded attacks—he had already devised a plan to bypass them.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The mirrored attacks shot toward him, but before they could reach their mark, he had already vanished, reappearing on the other side of the spectral woman.

"Blood Severance Slash!"

His emerald sword flashed, its blade glowing a terrifying blood-red.

With less than five meters between them, the spectral woman had no time to dodge.

"Humph!" She scoffed, retaliating with a powerful punch.

Bang!

The force of their clash sent tremors through the space, deep cracks spreading across the ground for hundreds of meters.

But Su Yen had already moved.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

As the battle raged on, the intensity escalated.

The cold woman's arrogance wavered when she realized her opponent was not as weak as she had initially believed.

Still, she remained confident that she could defeat a mere Saint Realm human.

From the start of the battle, Su Yen had refrained from using Chaotic Void Strike. He was biding his time.

As they clashed across the battlefield, from the ground to the sky, destruction followed in their wake.

"Enough! Die!" the spectral woman roared in fury and shame.

Once, she had been an unrivaled prodigy of her era, standing above all others.

Now, a mere weakling dared to fight her as an equal? The thought alone enraged her.

How could she allow this?

Instantly, her figure split into ten identical forms, each radiating overwhelming power.

The ten specters locked onto Su Yen, attacking simultaneously.

'Danger!'

Su Yen did not dare face the attacks head-on. Instead, he evaded them using Blink.

When the specters realized he had escaped, they became furious and launched another barrage of attacks.

But like a slippery eel, Su Yen dodged each one by the slightest margin.

Every time he evaded, it infuriated them further. They could do nothing but hope that one of their attacks would land.

Then, suddenly, Su Yen stopped dodging and counterattacked.

"Chaotic Void Strike!"

His sword cut through the air, leaving behind a chilling, tearing sound.

But he did not wait for the attack to land. He vanished.

The ten specters, seeing the incoming strike, retaliated with a combined punch—only for their attacks to strike nothing but empty air.

'Hmm?'

The main specter furrowed her brow. Then, a sense of danger flooded her mind.

She instinctively wrapped herself in her transparent shield.

Bang!

A deafening impact struck her shield, sending spiderweb cracks across its surface.

Seeing this, her eyes widened in shock.

But she had no time to react, as another, even more terrifying attack appeared at the edge of her vision.

"Chaotic Sword Strike – Third Form!"

"Chaotic Void Strike – Second Form!"

"Sword Burial!"

Su Yen unleashed everything, his black pagoda phantom materializing behind him, exerting elemental suppression on the spectral woman.

Under the crushing pressure, her expression faltered, a flicker of panic crossing her face.

She summoned all her power, causing her majestic tomb-palace to quake. The cracks on her shield began to mend rapidly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The battlefield roared with the sound of devastating impacts.

A dark fissure split the space itself, but neither combatant paid it any mind.

The cold woman fought desperately to defend herself, but her shield now bore hundreds of cracks.

She managed to deflect two of the attacks, but the final strike tore through her defenses and hit her directly.

"Ahhhh!"

A soul-wrenching wail escaped her lips.

She tried to resist, struggling to prevent the attack from splitting her in two—but the bloodline pressure from Su Yen's pagoda forced her power to falter for a mere second.

And that single second sealed her fate.