The Yin-Yang Blade Saint almost didn’t say a word and turned around to flee!
All thoughts in his mind were cast aside at this moment, with not a trace daring to remain.
Waiting for Su Han’s Blazing Wine time to pass and then facing him in battle—it’s all nonsense!!!
"Damn it... damn it!!!"
While fleeing, the Yin-Yang Blade Saint roared in his heart: "How is his battle power still increasing! What means does he actually possess!!!"
"Why didn’t he use these means during the battle earlier? Is it hidden? Is he so confident?"
"If he had used these means earlier, it would have been included in my calculations. How could I have come without being able to resist these means!!!"
"Shoo!"
His speed reached its peak, crossing countless distances in an instant.
But at this moment——
"You can’t escape."
A chilling voice suddenly came from behind.
"I can... I can!!!" The Yin-Yang Blade Saint roared.
"Stop!"
A single word fell, like the voice of a demon, making the Yin-Yang Blade Saint’s heart instantly freeze to the extreme.
His forward figure still held the posture, but in terms of distance... he couldn’t step forward even a single step!
The scene of breaking free instantly, as before, no longer appeared.
The whole figure of the Yin-Yang Blade Saint was imprisoned in mid-air.
With his back to Su Han, he seemed to feel the white-clothed figure stepping forward.
His heart stopped beating at this moment.
The hair on his body all stood on end.
His scalp tingled, and that earth-shattering sense of crisis once again rushed into his mind!
"No!!!"
The Yin-Yang Blade Saint’s eyeballs could still move, and his mouth could open, but all his Power of Cultivation was sealed!
At this moment, he was even inferior to an ordinary strong person!
"Swish!"
Behind, a light flickered, and a sharp aura spread out.
The Yin-Yang Blade Saint knew it was the Sword Light of Su Han’s Divine Weapon of Breaking Cang; he was all too familiar with it!!!
"If you can dodge again this time, then I, will take your surname!"
"Slice!"
As the words fell, a sound of the void tearing appeared.
Though the Yin-Yang Blade Saint hadn’t turned around, he seemed to see that astonishing Sword Light rapidly slashing towards him.
And just then, his body suddenly regained mobility!
The many powers of Cultivation within him suddenly surged.
Clearly, the time for the Spirit Stabilizing Technique had dissipated!
The Yin-Yang Blade Saint showed delirious joy; he never expected that, at this critical moment, Su Han’s Spirit Stabilizing Technique would fail!
As he turned around, the Sword Light was nearly upon him.
"You cannot kill me!!!"
He roared, attempting to dodge again.
"Stop!"
But the chilling voice came again.
The smile on the Yin-Yang Blade Saint’s face instantly froze, and the recently boosted Power of Cultivation was sealed again!
This feeling of escaping from the Gates of Hell only to be grabbed back almost made him collapse.
It seems the failure of the Spirit Stabilizing Technique only gave him a chance to turn around—to watch himself die!
"Swish!"
The Sword Light sliced through the void, now before the Yin-Yang Blade Saint, about to fall.
"Sect Master Su, wait!!!"
But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
Su Han’s brows furrowed, and the Sword Light that nearly killed the Yin-Yang Blade Saint paused.
The Yin-Yang Blade Saint broke into a cold sweat, his whole body trembling.
While Su Han turned to look.
A familiar figure was swiftly rushing towards this place.
It was... Du Tianlin!
However, at this moment, Du Tianlin was extremely pale, and his entire aura slightly dissipated.
"You... used Lifeblood Gold Blood?!" Su Han’s eyes narrowed.
Clearly, Du Tianlin knew about the appearance of the Yin-Yang Blade Saint and his intent to cause trouble for the Phoenix Sect, so he rushed from Divine Dream City.
The distance between the Phoenix Sect and Divine Dream City wasn’t very long nor very short.
To arrive quickly, Du Tianlin couldn’t do it, therefore... he used Lifeblood Gold Blood!
"More than one drop!"
Su Han stared at Du Tianlin for a while, gritting his teeth and sneering: "Emperor Lord Tianlin, you are a sect master, how could you act so foolishly!"
"Foolish?"
Seeing the Yin-Yang Blade Saint still alive, Du Tianlin breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he chuckled self-mockingly: "Maybe you think it’s foolish, but for me, one is Xi’er’s father-in-law, and the other is Xi’er’s grandfather. So how can I not act foolishly!"
Su Han’s breathing paused, and the coldness on his face gradually dissipated.
Indeed!
For Du Tianlin, as a father, how could he just watch all this happen?
If Su Han perished from this battle, the Phoenix Sect might be destroyed too, leaving Su Qing dead, what would happen to Xi’er?
Even if Su Han won, he would certainly kill the Yin-Yang Blade Saint.
No matter how the latter was now, he was still Du Tianlin’s father before, even if only an adoptive father!
Therefore, no matter who won or lost, who lived or died, Du Tianlin could not accept it!
"I know my request is excessive, but he is ultimately my father and Xi’er’s grandfather!"
Du Tianlin looked at the Yin-Yang Blade Saint with a complex expression: "When I was young, I was an ordinary person, even an orphan—father saved me, taught me how to cultivate, and raised me to where I am now. Even if he has committed a myriad of mistakes, he is ultimately my father, and this nurturing grace, how could I, Du Tianlin, forget it!"
"That’s your business, it has nothing to do with me!"
Su Han glanced at the Yin-Yang Blade Saint, and the killing intent in his heart surged again.
He and Du Tianlin were both grateful people who could understand Du Tianlin’s feelings at the moment.
Perhaps the Yin-Yang Blade Saint wasn’t a biological father to him, but he meant more than a biological father.
But what does all this have to do with Su Han?!
He’s not Du Tianlin; the Yin-Yang Blade Saint has no kindness towards him, only enmity!
"Boom!"
Unexpectedly for Su Han, Du Tianlin directly knelt down.
Even in the void, there was a dull sound that made Su Han’s body tremble.
"Du Tianlin, what are you doing?!"
Su Han waved his hand, pulling Du Tianlin up.
While the Yin-Yang Blade Saint, meanwhile, was dumbfounded watching this scene.
Even though the time for the Spirit Stabilizing Technique had passed, he seemed to have forgotten and did not flee.
"The victor becomes king, the loser is a villain—Du Tianlin, you are the son of the Yin-Yang Blade Saint, how can you kneel to others!" The Yin-Yang Blade Saint almost roared.
Perhaps Du Tianlin always regarded him as a biological father, but he always treated Du Tianlin as an adopted son, merely to nurture and use.
Yet inexplicably, watching Du Tianlin kneel to Su Han, the Yin-Yang Blade Saint was moved.

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