Chapter 114: Dealing with Meng Xiang

Feicui was also jolted awake by the commotion outside. Upon seeing the Blood Demon Arts and the Blood Demon Barrier, she was taken aback. Being well-versed and knowledgeable, she naturally recognized such a malevolent technique and hurriedly issued a warning.

Chu Han rolled his eyes. Of course, he knew he needed to break out as quickly as possible, but he had just realized that as soon as he gathered his internal energy, it was rapidly drained away. He feared being sucked dry before he could even shatter the barrier, creating a rather awkward predicament.

He remained still, but Meng Xiang did not. He condensed the black blood in the air into a long sword and charged forward. His speed was immense; in the blink of an eye, he was before Chu Han, thrusting the blade down viciously.

Chu Han ducked to avoid the strike and countered with a punch to the blood sword. He did not channel any internal energy, relying purely on physical strength. Yet, he still failed to break the sword; instead, the sharp blade sliced a wound into his hand.

"Haha! You cannot gather internal energy within the Black Blood Barrier. Do you really think you can defeat me with mere physical strength? Stop dreaming. Hand over the jade pendant now, and I will leave your corpse intact."

Meng Xiang laughed even more maniacally, launching another assault. Chu Han dared not counterattack, forced to run for his life. However, unable to use his internal energy, his speed had plummeted, and he could not outrun Meng Xiang. He was forced to dodge, yet still suffered several blows, blood streaming from his wounds.

"Tell me how to escape already! Every time I try to gather my internal energy, it just gets absorbed faster. If this keeps up, I’m going to die here!" Chu Han complained to Feicui while evading Meng Xiang's attacks. He was unable to break through the barrier and was forced to endure the onslaught, accumulating several wounds in a short time.

What’s more, Meng Xiang’s blood sword was incredibly sinister; his Purgatory Golden Body could not defend against it at all. Every strike left a gash, leaving Chu Han feeling utterly helpless.

"Are you stupid? If you can't use internal energy, use your physical strength! What have you been training your body for all this time? You have a force of 160,000 jin—that is more than enough to shatter this Black Blood Barrier!" Feicui retorted sharply. Sometimes Chu Han was brilliant, but other times his brain seemed to go on vacation.

Hearing her words, Chu Han had an epiphany. He had been so preoccupied with the inability to use internal energy that he had completely ignored his massive physical strength.

Chu Han’s eyes sharpened. Faced with Meng Xiang’s next strike, he did not dodge or weave, but puffed out his chest to meet it head-on. Meng Xiang was overjoyed and, without hesitation, plunged the blood sword into Chu Han’s chest.

However, the expected spray of blood never came. The Chu Han standing before him transformed into a bolt of lightning and vanished—it was merely a Lightning Phantom, intended to deceive him.

Chu Han appeared behind him and delivered a crushing punch to his back. The immense force sent Meng Xiang flying, crashing into the Black Blood Barrier. The barrier cracked, though it began to repair itself slowly.

Seeing this, Chu Han let out a shout. Before Meng Xiang could react, he rushed forward and kicked the fracture in the barrier. With a deafening roar, the barrier shattered, and both men were sent flying out of the enclosure.

Meng Xiang, sprawled on the ground, shot him a sinister look. He slammed his right palm against the ground, and a massive blood sphere condensed in the air, hurtling toward Chu Han.

Chu Han’s lips curled into a faint smile. Now that he could use his internal energy, why would he fear Meng Xiang’s attacks? He struck the blood sphere with a fist wreathed in lightning. The electrical power engulfed the sphere, causing it to explode violently.

It shattered into countless droplets of blood that rained down from the sky. Chu Han leaped aside to avoid them, but Meng Xiang was not so lucky. Sitting on the ground directly beneath the sphere, he was drenched in the blood, letting out a sharp scream.

"Chu Han, you’re dead! I will kill you! Blood-Colored Explosion!"

Meng Xiang scrambled to his feet, screaming, and pressed his palms together. A massive surge of energy rippled through the space, and Chu Han was startled.

The energy felt ominous enough to make his heart tremble. He doubted he could withstand the blast, so he began to retreat, secretly channeling lightning through his right hand into the ground. Meng Xiang, distracted, failed to notice this maneuver.

Meanwhile, Meng Xiang threw his hands open. The blood-colored energy condensed in the air and detonated in a series of massive explosions. The entire cavern shook, and the shockwaves pulverized the surrounding rocks into dust.

Meng Xiang laughed wildly. He didn't believe Chu Han could survive such a colossal blast. Though he felt deathly exhausted, taking down Chu Han was worth it.

The explosion lasted for ten minutes before finally ceasing. As the smoke cleared, Meng Xiang frowned. He didn't see the corpse he had expected; instead, a figure remained standing in the same spot.

Indeed, Chu Han stood there unharmed, protected by a shimmering, multicolored film of energy. It was the defensive power of the jade pendant that had shielded him from the blast.

Chu Han felt a lingering sense of fear. If not for the jade pendant, he would have been forced to tap into the Immortal System’s power. Having struggled so hard to keep the system’s suppression below ten percent, he had no idea what might happen if he activated it further.

Meng Xiang stared at him with wide, disbelieving eyes. "How is this possible? How could you still be alive after such an explosion?"

Chu Han smiled faintly, ignoring him. The jade pendant was a celestial artifact; such an explosion was trivial to it. It would have been truly surprising if something had happened to Chu Han.

Meng Xiang attempted to launch another attack, but found his body paralyzed. The lightning Chu Han had hidden in the ground had crawled up beneath Meng Xiang’s feet and struck, leaving him incapacitated by the paralyzing effect.

Under normal circumstances, such a discharge would not have harmed Meng Xiang, but having just exhausted his internal energy on the massive explosion, he was too weak to resist the current.

"Hahaha! The tables have turned. Now, it's your turn to wait for death."

Chu Han laughed, approaching Meng Xiang with lightning crackling on his right hand, his expression grim.

His own internal energy was more than half depleted, and little remained. Fortunately, the explosion had only lasted ten minutes; had it continued any longer, he would have lost control of the jade pendant, which would have resulted in death or severe injury.

"You... please spare me! I will undo the Blood Demon Arts! I won't help the Wolf Clan anymore! I’m willing to be your subordinate—no, your dog! I’ll do whatever you ask, just please, spare me!"

Meng Xiang felt the terror of death. He had suffered immensely to cultivate the Blood Demon Arts and was unwilling to give it up easily, so he begged desperately.

But Chu Han did not believe him. According to ancient texts, once one practiced the Blood Demon Arts, their mind would be corrupted by the technique. A once-kind and simple person would become devious and cunning. Regardless of whether his plea was genuine, Chu Han would not let him live.

"The day you chose to cultivate the Blood Demon Arts, you should have known this day would come. The Blood Demon Arts should not remain in this world. So, go in peace."