“Fifth Brother, we will know in time. But for sure… that boy already fulfilled our expectations. He not only had special eyes, but he was also an expert at breaking formations. If he worked with me, perhaps saving First Brother and the others would no longer be impossible.” That remark acted like a seal of recognition. No objections followed. Everyone present nodded in turn. Even those who had seemed cold now showed deeper interest in Xiao Tian. Not because of potential alone, but due to reality. The youth they once deemed too bold had truly sparked something even heaven wished to halt. RHOOAAR!!! Suddenly, the black lightning hanging in the sky gathered. It no longer spread, but coalesced into a single form that froze the air around it. A giant Thunder Black Dragon slowly emerged from the swirling lightning. Its layered scales gleamed pitch-black—oldest metal touched by time. Every move swept dimensions, and its gaze seemed conscious—an awareness that existed before the very not

The three frowned. Their faces showed no remorse, only annoyance at the interruption. Ruyanzhi glared at the two who blocked his path. His eyes narrowed, reflecting a growing displeasure. "Wensha, Zoulei, what are you doing here? Do you intend to stop us?" Zoulei snorted coldly. The snort seemed to shake the air, dissipating the previous pressure. The previously stagnant space seemed to flow again, yet there was no calmness within it. "Ruyanzhi, mind your own business! I thought you came to this small realm to simply see what happened. It turns out you came here to plunder a young generation. As old beings, you are truly shameful!" His tone contained undisguised contempt. His gaze remained unwavering, standing between Xiao Tian and the danger that almost pounced. His gaze wasn't just challenging; it was cornering. He didn't display power, but his words were deadlier than a direct attack. Ruyanzhi smiled cruelly. But his smile wasn't reassuring; it held poison. "Zoulei, aren't yo

Yongxue asked to ascertain Xiao Tian's status. He didn't want to act rashly. Xiao Tian could wield the galaxy sword, meaning his connection to the Heavenly Sword God Emperor wasn't simple. The cultivation world was too vast and complex; one wrong step could be the beginning of irreparable destruction. Especially if he was facing someone being tested or observed by an entity that shouldn't be antagonized. "I have no connection whatsoever. This sword was given to me as a gift," Xiao Tian replied calmly, his voice steady without the slightest tremor. His tone was flat, but not without power. He didn't try to explain further, nor did he boast. He simply stated the fact—and that was more compelling than arrogance. Even without raising his voice, his words cut through consciousness like a thin blade capable of cleaving silence. "A gift? Who are you to receive a gift from the Heavenly Sword God Emperor? Now give me that sword, or you can forget about leaving this place!" Yongxue said harsh

"Telling me your identity? Old bastard, when did I ever care about your origins? Where you come from, what your status is, I don't care at all! If you want to fight, just fight. Use everything you have! And remember, in a fight, it's not age and status that determine the outcome, but true strength!" The reply cut through the silence. Xiao Tian's tone remained cold. Not loud, not blustering. But precisely because of that, his words shook even deeper. Each word was delivered without fear, without even considering the threat from a large sect. "Arrogant brat! Let's go!" Yongxue waved his hand. The five human puppets instantly shot towards Xiao Tian. Their movements were swift and systematic, not just crudely programmed movements, but full of tactics and efficiency, like elite soldiers who had fought thousands of battles. Their movements interlocked, merging into a flawless offensive formation that guided the target towards death without a gap. "Interesting, I want to see how strong

Amidst the intense aura of destruction and the remnants of lightning that hadn't completely dissipated, Xiao Tian's body stood erect like the central pole of the battlefield. Cold and calm. His breath was steady, his gaze sweeping the field without hesitation. Only one glance was cast towards Ruyanzhi, and it was enough to make the old man's blood chill slightly. The gaze didn't contain explosive hatred, but a more terrifying affirmation—that Xiao Tian knew everything and had no intention of giving a second chance. Feeling himself being stared at by Xiao Tian, Ruyanzhi felt a little fear. A chill ran down his neck. His back felt as if it were being blown by an empty wind from an unclosed death hole. He swallowed his saliva with a faint sound that felt foreign even to himself. "Young friend, forgive me. I was only persuaded by Yongxue. I am truly innocent here." His tone tried to sound convincing, but the slight tremor at the end of his words couldn't be hidden. Ruyanzhi wasn't a foo