Xiao Tian followed her from behind, his steps steady but silent, and as the giant bird flew, the magnificent sight of the Thousand Star Heart Villa stretched out beneath them. Mountains piercing the clouds were countless. Spiritual waterfalls were cascading from the holy peaks, meadows of flowers, and floating formations shimmering in the sky. Spiritual light pillars connected heaven and earth, and every corner of the territory showed the magnificence of a power that had been rooted for thousands of years. All these sights were invisible to outsiders; only those in the Villa’s inner circle could witness them. From a distance, several disciples and Elders who were active in the sky and on land saw Bai Ruochen flying with someone. Their gazes immediately focused on the foreign youth sitting behind the Holy Daughter. “Who is that young man? He’s so lucky to be able to sit behind the Holy Daughter while riding the Phoenix.” “I’ve never seen him. Is he a genius from another force who neve

The barren plain, initially silent, shook violently, as if being pulled from the earth's core by an unseen force. The sound of cracks spread in every direction, and the wind whistled wildly, creating a vortex of energy that clawed at the sky. Two giant vortices formed perfectly in the middle of the plain. They spun slowly, but held immense power that seemed capable of swallowing the entire sky above them. One vortex emitted a golden purple light, its rays pulsating slowly like the breath of a living creature. While the other one burned a dark red mixed with deep black, creating a gloomy shadow that spread to the feet of the observers. The Villa Owner immediately shouted loudly, his voice echoing strongly throughout the area. His tone wasn’t rushed, but it was full of authority. “You young generations, enter the vortex on the left! While those over forty years old, you enter the vortex on the right! The young generation and the older generation cannot be together! This vortex only las

Calmly, Xiao Tian raised his hand. From within his body, flashes of lightning circled and formed a long whip that hissed viciously, radiating pressure like a wild beast newly awakened from a long sleep. The whip didn't just move, but roared—chilling the bones of anyone who heard it. Then, he moved. Like a hungry lion pouncing on a pack of rats. Slash! Slash! “EAAAAAAHHHHH!!” “EAAAAAAHHHHH!!!” “EAAAAAAHHHHH!!!” Scream after scream tore through the hot air. Every time the lightning whip struck an opponent’s body, not just a wound was created—but an explosion. Bodies exploded into a mist of blood, flesh melted, bones shattered, and souls were flung away before disappearing. The ground shook, the air felt suffocating from the scent of blood that soared high. Blood sprayed in every direction. The sound of the whip and the screams of death formed an orchestra of death that no one who heard it could forget. Even the members of the Pavilion of the Eternal Shadow Dragon and

Xiao Tian stared at the blood monster without blinking. His gaze was cold, but in his heart, a desire to slaughter rumbled. He desperately wanted to draw the mysterious rusty sword that had always been faithful to him. The thick energy of the blood monster was the perfect meal for that artifact. But he held back his desire. Because he knew that once that sword was drawn, his disguise would end. Everyone would immediately recognize him because the mysterious rusty sword was no ordinary artifact. Thousands of eyes had already recognized it as Xiao Tian’s signature. In his heart, he communicated quickly. “Old Spirit, don’t worry. Even if I don’t draw you, I will make sure that blood monster becomes your food!” The answer hadn't yet been heard, but from within the divine ring, the aura of the mysterious rusty sword began to rumble enthusiastically, as if understanding its master’s intention. The ring vibrated slightly, emitting a soft pulse that was inaudible to anyone except Xiao Tian.

On the other side, in the older generation's territory, the situation was far more tense. In a plain different from the previous lava field, the opposing forces had gathered in full formations. The Leader of the Death Gate Pavilion stood at the forefront, flanked by the Leaders of the Black Sun Holy House and the Blood Sky Holy House. Behind them, the elders stood in line, their auras thundering. They surrounded two small groups: the Owner of the Thousand Star Heart Villa and the Leader of the Pavilion of the Eternal Shadow Dragon, along with their elders, who were far fewer in number. Gu Yang, the Leader of the Death Gate Pavilion, stepped forward, a sly smile spreading across his face. “Gu Yang, what does this mean?” asked the Leader of the Pavilion of the Eternal Shadow Dragon, his voice calm but firm. His face showed no panic, but rather a calmness, as if he had foreseen all this from the beginning. Gu Yang laughed heartily. “Hahaha, old man… You have lived too long. Instead of