Chapter 85: The Battle Against the Sun Brothers (Part Three)

Every time Lu Han attacked the eldest of the Sun family, he could only suppress him for a moment before the second brother intervened. If this continued, it would truly end in mutual destruction. As soon as Lu Han finished speaking, he dashed forward in a powerful stride.

"Heavenly Frost Chill" surged wildly in his hand, a thick layer of white, icy mist enveloping his right hand, threatening to overflow at any moment.

Suddenly, Lu Han pivoted on his feet and charged straight at the second Sun brother.

"Shattering Star Palm!"

With ice attribute and the force of Heavenly Frost, the power of the Shattering Star Palm now rivaled that of a profound-grade martial art.

The second Sun brother hurriedly raised his guard as Lu Han struck without warning.

A muffled bang erupted as the second brother caught the blow, but his expression immediately changed. Not only was there a strange force behind Lu Han's palm, but a surge of cold invaded his body.

"Brother!"

Seeing this, the eldest Sun brother sent a palm strike toward Lu Han's back.

But Lu Han remained unmoved, determined to take down the second brother with thunderous speed.

"Heavenly Garment" appeared around him again, a faint energy gauze enveloping his body.

Lu Han made no attempt to dodge, choosing to withstand the blow head-on.

Bang!

He actually didn’t dodge, and both Sun brothers’ faces lit up with joy. A martial artist at the eighth level of the acquired realm taking a full blow from the ninth level should at least be gravely wounded.

Lu Han slowly raised his head, softly uttered, "Farewell," and unleashed an explosive surge of icy energy, striking the second brother’s chest with unstoppable force.

At such close range, the second brother had no chance to evade.

Bang!

He was sent flying over ten meters, landing heavily, his fate uncertain.

"Brother!" the eldest Sun brother rushed over.

Blood gushed from the second brother’s mouth and even seeped from his nostrils. Lu Han’s palm had shattered his organs; barring a miraculous elixir or legendary treasure, his death was certain.

The eldest Sun brother cradled him, but the dying man could no longer speak. He merely pointed at Lu Han before his eyes closed forever, breath fading away.

"Brother!" the eldest Sun brother cried out in grief and fury.

Lu Han gently wiped a trace of blood from his lips and smiled faintly. Although the Heavenly Garment had absorbed most of the force from the eldest brother’s blow, the residual shock still injured him somewhat. Fortunately, with a body nearly reaching the innate realm in resilience, he was only lightly hurt.

To pay with only a minor injury, deceive the Sun brothers, and still kill the second brother—Lu Han was quite satisfied.

Even Old Man Ling, who had remained silent in the ring all this time, stroked his beard and nodded in approval.

"Impossible! How could you be unscathed? Even a ninth-level acquired cultivator couldn't take that palm!" the eldest Sun brother exclaimed.

"Just because others can’t, doesn’t mean I can’t. I said it before—you two don’t have what it takes to drag me down with you. I, Lu Han, never trouble others unless they trouble me first. If you come looking for trouble, you can’t blame me for what happens," Lu Han replied.

In truth, Lu Han had come to the Forsaken Soul Plain with the sole purpose of finding the Soul-Stealing Mink to cure his father’s poison. He hadn’t wanted to get into any fights—but trouble sometimes seeks you out.

"Lu Han? So that’s his name," the onlookers murmured.

"Has there ever been a genius surnamed Lu in the Imperial Capital or any major sects?"

"Never heard of one," others replied.

As the crowd buzzed, someone with sharp eyes observed, "Did you notice? Every time this Lu Han fought, a faint gauze-like veil appeared around him. It must be one of those legendary defensive techniques."

"A defensive martial art?"

"I know about those! Defensive skills minimize the injuries suffered by their user—they’re extremely rare. In the Great Xia Empire, you can count the number of defensive techniques on one hand. They’re even rarer than earth-grade martial arts!"

"So powerful?" The crowd now looked at Lu Han with greedy eyes. If they could obtain such a skill, even the depths of the Forsaken Soul Plain wouldn’t be off-limits; they would no longer have to cower on the outskirts. But then they sobered—two of the Sun brothers had already fallen to this young man. What could they hope for?

Lu Han wasn’t worried. The Forsaken Soul Plain was a place where all sorts mingled, with no unity among them.

It was rare enough for three brothers like the Suns to venture together. Only the great families or major sects maintained strongholds here, but those were never in outlying places like Peaceful Town.

The eldest Sun brother gently laid his sibling down and slowly stood. He knew there was no way out today—he would have to give it everything he had.

The three Sun brothers had always preyed on solitary acquired-realm travelers in Peaceful Town. Who would have thought they’d fall to a mere eighth-level youth?

"In that case, I won’t let you have it easy. If you’re badly hurt, do you think you’ll make it out of Peaceful Town alive?"

A ruthless glint flashed across the eldest brother’s face. Only the ruthless survived here—ruthless to others and to themselves. In this lawless land, if you were badly injured, you had no chance of survival.

He tightened his grip on the saber, inner energy surging, a veil of crimson wrapping around the blade.

"Kid, I admit our three brothers lost today. But don’t think you’ll leave the Forsaken Soul Plain alive." He swept his gaze over the crowd.

Lu Han shrugged indifferently. "Go ahead, then."

The eldest Sun brother charged forward in a burst of speed, mind set on injuring Lu Han at any cost.

Clang!

Lu Han spun his Biluo Sword and met the attack.

The duel raged for over a hundred rounds.

Suddenly, the eldest Sun brother staggered back wildly.

"Kid, since killing that last ninth-level martial artist, no one in Peaceful Town has forced me to use this technique," he said quietly.

Though Lu Han had his tricks, the three brothers had hidden in the Forsaken Soul Plain precisely because of this martial art. He doubted Lu Han could weather it unscathed.

Crimson energy raged around him, scorching the very earth.

"Profound-grade elementary skill—Blazing Saber!"

He raised his saber; a ten-meter-long blade of energy blazed forth. The crowd scattered in panic. This was at least a profound-grade martial art. Here, among the acquired realm, even a high yellow-grade skill was rare. Anyone who possessed something better kept it a secret—everyone knew the dangers of standing out.

With a flick, Lu Han spun his Biluo Sword and drove it into the ground, a third of the blade sinking in—a testimony to its sharpness.

Freed from the sword, Lu Han’s inner energy surged.

He pushed "Heavenly Frost Chill" to its limit.

"Let’s see if perfected Heavenly Frost, paired with the Shattering Star Palm, can truly rival a genuine profound-grade skill!"

"Frost—Shattering Star Palm!"

Lu Han struck with all his strength.

A three-meter-wide white palm print shot from his hand.

Blade and palm collided.

A visible shockwave rippled outward from the center.

Boom!

Those nearby shuddered in fear—thank goodness they’d retreated, or they’d be caught in the blast.

Two tents closest to the duel were toppled by the aftershock.

Frost dusted the eldest Sun brother’s brows and hair.

With a snatch, Lu Han drew the Biluo Sword from the earth and, like a streak of white lightning, dashed forward.

With a hiss, he sheathed his sword and strode into the Ten Thousand Flavors Inn without a backward glance.

The eldest Sun brother struggled to lower his head and look at his chest. Although a hole had been pierced through him by Lu Han, no blood flowed; it was frozen solid.

Falling into endless darkness, the eldest Sun brother collapsed.

"Shopkeeper, I haven’t even finished my meal," Lu Han said with a gentle smile to the innkeeper as he entered.

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