The Heaven-Sundering Demonic Lightning descended from the skies, engulfing the immortal in its wrath. Coupled with the barrage of attacks from countless cultivators, the immortal was instantly pushed to the brink of death.
"Looks like your friend won't last much longer. But don't worry—you won't have to."
These two were just the appetizer. Su Min had no intention of going all-out against them—they weren't worth it. Now that only one remained, things were much simpler. Sure enough, Su Min's next attack—plain yet deadly—sent the remaining immortal into a frenzy.
Panic set in. Their original plan had been simple: stall until reinforcements arrived.
A couple of days was nothing for an immortal. But now, that plan had failed spectacularly.
The Heavenly Dao's intervention wasn't unexpected, but Su Min's combat prowess had far exceeded their calculations. Even with two immortals working in perfect sync, they had barely held on—and that was with Su Min only using basic attacks.
The Chaos Physique was just that absurdly overpowered. No flashy techniques needed.
Squelch!
In the next instant, Su Min seized an opening and cleaved through the immortal's arm. Chaos energy seeped into his body through the wound, and his face twisted in horror. Now he understood how his companion had died. This was just a severed arm. If Su Min's blade had pierced his core…
He finally grasped the terror his ancestors had faced—why they had sacrificed so much to unleash the Zhexian Curse. This was no ordinary foe. If she was already this terrifying at the Mahayana stage, what would happen if she ascended further?
But it was too late for regrets.
Su Min's next strike pierced his chest, and life swiftly faded from his eyes. The Chaos Physique had once slaughtered all the immortals of the Netherworld Burial Grounds. These two stood no chance. After finishing them off, Su Min turned to the last desperate immortal and ran him through without hesitation.
"...That was disturbingly easy."
Yao Xian'er stared at the two corpses Su Min had collected, too stunned to speak. Back in her day, she had fought three weakened immortals and barely scraped a victory after an exhausting battle. Yet Su Min had just casually killed two true immortals.
The sheer dominance of the Chaos Physique was beyond imagination. But in the end, the physique was only as strong as its wielder. This battle was far from over. Three immortals had already fallen—a feat that would be recorded in history. And this was just the beginning.
"Today's battle will be remembered for eternity. But it's not over yet."
"Right. The next wave will have four enemies. The real fight hasn't even started. Keep preparing."
Su Min nodded in agreement. This was merely the prelude. She glanced at the others. Their morale was high, and she didn't need to push them further. But she couldn't afford to underestimate the coming battle.
"Since ambushes won't work anymore, let's prepare something bigger."
Her gaze shifted to the temporarily sealed passage. It was time for a change in strategy. The enemy wasn't stupid—they'd be on guard now. The previous two immortals had focused purely on defense, proving they weren't easy prey.
So Su Min adjusted her approach.
"Chaos Azure Lotus!"
She raised her hand, and a small, gray-white lotus materialized in her palm. Back before her physique had fully matured, she had used these to kill several half-immortals. At the time, it had been a last-resort technique.
But now, she wielded them with far greater mastery.
More powerful. More unstable.
This was the evolution of her Chaos Physique—a power no one in this universe had ever fully explored.
"If only I could find the Chaos Physique's legacy… But who knows if it even exists?"
She sighed. She was certain a Chaos Physique wielder had existed before—otherwise, the enemy wouldn't be so terrified of it. But that predecessor wasn't from this universe. There were no traces left to follow. No matter. She had her own path to forge.
Dozens of gray-white lotuses bloomed around her, soon filling a vast expanse of space.
"Those lotuses…"
Tian Hao and the others twitched at the sight.
The lotuses were far more refined than before. Most of the onlookers didn't understand their significance—only that they were Su Min's doing.
But Tian Hao and a few others had seen them in action before.
Back then, they had been enough to annihilate half-immortals. Now, with Su Min at the late-stage Mahayana and her Chaos Physique perfected…
These lotuses were on another level.
Not a single wisp of energy leaked out—like a minefield waiting for an armored division to stumble in, backed by an entire artillery battalion.
As if on cue, the passage reopened.
Four figures charged out without hesitation.
Every spectator's heart leaped into their throats.
Each of those four was a nightmare incarnate. The moment they emerged, their immortal forms expanded, towering like ancient monoliths.
This was the power of true immortals—the dream of every cultivator present.
"…Tch."
Even Yao Xian'er inhaled sharply. Against such might, she felt a pang of powerlessness. Without Su Min, the only option would have been a mutual annihilation, leveraging the entire universe's strength.
But four at once? That was beyond her.
Yet the four immortals paused mid-charge.
The universe around them was eerily silent—as if nothing existed.
"Where are the other two?" one muttered in confusion. Only two days had passed.
"Wait—LOOK OUT!"
Another suddenly screamed.
In that instant, the lotuses drifted toward them.
To their colossal immortal forms, the palm-sized lotuses were like specks of dust.
But all four felt a primal dread.
Hundreds—no, thousands—of lotuses surrounded them.
This was Su Min's limit—maintaining a thousand lotuses at once.
But for the immortals, it was pure terror.
Any attack infused with chaos energy was lethal. High-tier immortals might withstand it through sheer cultivation, but for these lower-tier immortals…
There was only despair.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
One after another, the lotuses detonated. Though their original forms were tiny, the explosions birthed massive chaotic lotus blossoms—each rivaling the size of Earth. In the blink of an eye, the four immortals were swallowed by the cataclysm.
"Did it work?"
The observers couldn't see through the chaos. Though awed by the display, they still felt fear. The explosions lasted only minutes before silence returned. Su Min descended, breathing heavily, and landed before the passage. In her hands were two more corpses.
The lotuses had done their job—she had finished off two.
The remaining two were heavily injured, but Su Min wasn't unscathed either.
"Damn immortals… Even at death's door, they bite back."
She wiped a trickle of blood from her lips.
The Chaos Azure Lotuses were devastating, but they had one flaw—their chaos energy was finite. She couldn't sustain it indefinitely. These immortals had existed for eons. To kill them, Su Min had only one method: erasing them with the primordial power of creation itself.
Raw explosions could wound, but not kill.
Yet the four's desperate counterattacks had still injured her.
"What… was that?"
The two surviving immortals stared at Su Min in horror. Normally, killing an immortal required centuries—if not millennia—of battle, exhausting every last drop of their immortal blood. Even then, a wisp of their soul might escape. But Su Min had just obliterated two in an instant.
Completely. Utterly.
"The Chaos Physique… That thing from back then… The one that slaughtered all our immortals…"
They finally understood the gravity of the situation—why their clans had gone to such lengths. High-tier immortals were the backbone of their families. Lower-tier immortals like them were expendable. Yet even sacrificing ten high-tier immortals hadn't been enough.
"How did you resist the Zhexian Curse?" one finally blurted out.
That curse should have annihilated even a high-tier immortal, let alone a mere Mahayana cultivator. Normally, no one would waste it on a clan leader—the cost was too high. Ten high-tier immortals had to burn themselves to cast it, leaving them vulnerable for days. If interrupted, they'd perish instantly.
The previous Chaos Physique wielder had fallen because they hadn't recognized the curse until it was too late. Even then, it had taken hundreds of high-tier immortals and over a dozen Kings to stall them long enough for the curse to take effect.
But Su Min?
She was still at the Mahayana stage.
"What Zhexian Curse?"
Su Min's response nearly made them vomit blood.
She genuinely had no idea what they were talking about.
It sounded terrifying—something that could break an immortal.
But then…
She remembered the curse she had once been hit with.
And she almost laughed.
That thing drained lifespan.
But her lifespan was infinite.
It was like trying to empty an ocean with a bucket.
She had assumed it was just some anchoring spell.
"No wonder the first immortal charged out recklessly… They thought I was already dead."
"The curse failed! We must report this!"
The two immortals exchanged glances, then turned and fled toward the passage without hesitation. This was beyond their pay grade. If the Zhexian Curse didn't work on her, their clans needed to know—so they could prepare a second attempt.
After witnessing Su Min's power, they knew they stood no chance. Even injured, she could escape anytime. Once she recovered, they were dead.
But turning their backs on her?
Suicidal.
"Looking to die?!"
Su Min didn't know their thoughts, but their actions were pure idiocy. They had abandoned all defense, focusing solely on tearing open the passage. Which meant they had just presented their backs to her.