Facing Qio Ren, Zanfang, and Qiu Chanfeng, Xiao Tian didn't dare to recklessly use Leihuo Dashi. The experience when facing Siyuan Xianzhi was still a valuable lesson etched in his memory. At that time, Siyuan Xianzhi's runes were able to forcibly seal the power of his bloodline, leaving him on the brink of collapse. The wound left in his heart wasn't just a momentary scar, but a constant reminder ready to hold back his steps when he was about to rush. That memory was clearly not something he could ignore, let alone repeat. Every detail of that moment remained clear, like a shadow clinging to his memory and ready to block his path if he forgot his vigilance. The status of his three opponents this time was far higher than Siyuan Xianzhi, so it wasn't impossible for them to also possess treasures of equal, or even far greater danger. They weren't just ordinary opponents, but figures considered pillars of the younger generation, standing at the summit with very deep foundations. It was

On the other side, Qiu Chanfeng didn't dare to move closer. He knew very well that his strength was the weakest among Qio Ren and Zanfang. However, that weakness didn't make him passive. With a tense but confident face, both of his hands moved quickly, his fingers forming intricate seals that seemed to follow the pulse of his veins. Each movement was so tight and connected, like a river flowing seamlessly. The seals radiated golden light, shimmering sharply to dazzle the gaze, and from behind the space, an echoing illusionary roar was heard. The sound shook the hearts of anyone who heard it, seeping into their chests and forcing a sense of dread to be born. The shadow of a large claw slowly formed, layered with a vibrating golden sheen. Its shape resembled the power of a Qilin, a creature known as a symbol of courage and great strength. The aura that enveloped the claw spread a dense pressure, making the air crack like a piece of glass forced to withstand the impact of a hammer. It w

On the other hand, Qio Ren remained hidden. His giant body slowly disappeared into the mysterious shadows of the golden ground. Each step seemed to submerge his entire body, until he finally vanished, as if swallowed by the earth itself. There was no sound, no light, only a subtle pressure that grew denser. But the threat was real, feeling piercing beneath the silence. Qio Ren waited, patient like a predator lurking in the darkness. He wouldn't move rashly, but once Xiao Tian lost focus even slightly, the attack would come, directly ending everything. Xiao Tian tried to resist. Both of his hands moved quickly, creating pattern after pattern of formations. Each movement of his fingers formed circular lines of light, layered upon layered, until they transformed into a luminous dome surrounding his body. The lines of the formation rotated like unstoppable wheels, tightly closing every gap in the air that attacks could penetrate. The light from the formation grew thicker, as if challengi

The river of swords didn't stop there. After destroying the Qilin, its current shot straight forward, unhindered, striking the body of Qiu Chanfeng who stood behind them. "Qilin Divine Fortress!" With a pale face, Qiu Chanfeng executed his ultimate defense technique. Both of his hands trembled as he formed the final seal. The next second, a wall of golden light appeared before him. The wall was so large, radiating a majestic Qilin aura, as if a giant Qilin had transformed into a protector. Its surface was full of rotating golden totems, layer upon layer adding to its solidity. The fortress seemed firm, like a sacred mountain carved to withstand any attack. But the flow of the river of swords born from the Mysterious Rust Sword was not a force that could be stopped with mere defense. The collision occurred. The river of swords struck the fortress with a deafening sound. Like thousands of swords hammered together on the hardest steel, the thud shook the surrounding space. Flashes

The black bead trembled violently. The waves surged, like a heart forced to race. A dense black aura enveloped the body of the bead, forming a dense vortex that spun rapidly. BOOM!!! In an instant, the vortex broke. An invisible spatial barrier tore, and the black bead shot out. Its movement was not just teleportation. Each jump meant breaking through countless layers of space and time. Black light split a long path, shooting between the twinkling clusters of stars, without ever touching them. WHOOSSHH!! The shadow of the black bead continued to shift. From one point to another, leaving billions of stars behind in the blink of an eye. Trillions of subsequent stars were passed by just as easily, sinking into the wave of silence left by its path. Its trajectory was like a black lightning line that never stopped, piercing galaxy after galaxy. Each jump left a faint trace, which was soon swallowed back by the silence of the universe. There was no sound, only a long, gripping silence