panel appeared.
[ Panel ]
Fitness:
Taijutsu → 39
Skills:
Jade Skin → 99 / 100
Dongxuan Sutra → 99 / 100
The panel remained.
Stable.
Complete.
Another panel appeared.
[ Sanctuary Panel ]
Status:
Evolution → Not Evolved
Life Span → 200 Years
Genes:
Ordinary → 100 / 100
Primitive → 100 / 100
Mutant → 100 / 100
Sacred → 100 / 100
Beast Souls:
Armor → Shadow Armor
Weapon → Mutant Blade
Weapon → Mutant Sword
Weapon → Sacred Beast Soul
Pet → Crystal Back Turtle
Pet → Silver Spine Serpent
Pet → Flame Crest Bird
The panels faded.
Han Chandu stood still.
Calm.
Because now—
There was nothing left below.
Only above.
Super.
He moved.
Into the core.
Jade Mountain.
The air changed.
Still.
Heavy.
Silent.
Every step—
Echoed.
Sharp.
Clear.
His body adjusted.
Jade Skin activated.
Stabilizing.
Reinforcing.
Holding.
Dongxuan Sutra expanded.
Everything—
Clear.
Then—
He felt it.
Before seeing it.
Heavy.
Absolute.
His gaze lifted.
At the peak—
A figure stood.
Unmoving.
Dominant.
A Golden Jade Lion.
Super.
It moved.
Instantly.
Appearing in front of him.
Claw descending.
Han Chandu stepped.
Minimal.
Clean.
The attack passed—
But not completely.
A shallow line opened across his shoulder.
Cloth torn.
Skin split.
Blood—
Red—
Flowed lightly.
He didn't react.
Didn't look.
Because now—
There was no time.
The ground behind him exploded.
Jade shattered.
Fragments scattered.
He stepped forward.
Blade formed.
Strike.
Leg.
Impact—
Connected.
A shallow cut formed.
And then—
It appeared.
Blood.
Flowing.
Golden.
Bright.
Liquid gold.
Han Chandu's eyes remained calm.
Because now—
The confirmation was clear.
He could cut.
The lion reacted.
Faster.
Sharper.
Its tail swung.
Han Chandu raised his arm.
Impact landed.
Heavy.
His body slid back.
Another cut opened across his forearm.
Not deep.
But real.
He stabilized.
Immediately.
Jade Skin absorbed the rest.
No further damage.
He stepped forward again.
Closer.
Safer.
Blade moved.
Same point.
Deeper.
More golden blood flowed.
Droplets—
Shining against jade.
The lion roared.
Low.
Heavy.
The mountain trembled.
Han Chandu's breathing remained steady.
Despite the pain.
Despite the blood.
Because now—
This was expected.
Not avoidable.
Not preventable.
Only controlled.
The lion lunged again.
Han Chandu moved.
Minimal.
Perfect.
But this time—
The claw grazed his side.
A deeper cut.
Cloth split.
Skin torn.
Blood flowed.
He stepped back.
Just one step.
To reset.
Then—
Forward again.
No hesitation.
Because now—
Retreat had no meaning.
Blade moved.
Joint.
Precise.
The cut landed.
Shallow.
But real.
Golden blood continued to fall.
Red blood followed.
Two colors.
On jade ground.
Han Chandu stood firm.
Wounded.
But stable.
Because now—
The difference was clear.
Super—
Could damage him.
But not break him.
He stepped forward.
Again.
Because now—
The fight had truly begun.