Daniel stood in the air. His body didn’t move at all, like a reef embedded in the sky. His gaze pierced through the thin clouds hanging above the valley. Down below, right at the edge of a cliff surrounded by craggy rocks, stood the figure Xiao Tian had mentioned. Wuyan Mei. The woman looked restless. Her eyes scanned in every direction, as if waiting for someone. Yet her body remained still, and her posture leaned slightly forward, indicating she wasn’t just standing idly. There was anxiety in her stance. Daniel observed every small movement from above. His eyes narrowed. WHOOSSHH!!! The sound of the wind tearing through the sky broke the silence. Within moments, a young man in black robes descended from the distance. His steps were light, but each footfall in the air left a trace of pressure that was hard to detect. Daniel immediately recognized the man. Dark attire, a god ring on his right hand, and an arrogant, secretive demeanor. The young man approached Wuyan Mei with a casua

Wuyan Mei’s face turned pale instantly. The rosy hue on her cheeks vanished, as if wiped away by the shadow of death. A bead of cold sweat fell from her temple, tracing the contours of a face that had now lost its elegance. “I... I’m not used to eating this kind of food. But I know you really like it, so I... I tasted it for your sake,” she stammered. Her voice cracked, no longer wrapped in softness. The break in her tone revealed the anxiety she had tried to hide. Daniel stepped closer. The distance between them grew thinner, yet what was felt instead was a gaping chasm. His gaze was full of threat—not the kind shown through shouting or violence, but the kind that came from an undeniable truth. “Not used to it, or because it’s poisoned? Wuyan Mei, eat it now!” The atmosphere turned suffocating. Even breathing felt heavier. A choking silence enveloped the room. Time seemed frozen, and tension hung in the air like an invisible blade. Xiao Tian and Ershita’er stood silently on

Puxue stood tall in the air, his body radiating a majestic and unshakable aura. His robe fluttered gently in the night breeze, reflecting the light from the Divine Stones that shone on him from all directions. Behind him, hundreds of Elders and core disciples stood in an impressive formation. The formation resembled an impenetrable wall of strength, filled with authority and pressure. They all stood proudly, their gazes cold and dignified, showing not the slightest hint of weakness. They were the embodiment of the highest power among the growing generation within this sect. At that moment, everyone looked at Puxue. Not a single soul dared to speak. Even those who had been noisy before now held their breath, waiting for the important decision that would be announced that night. They wanted to hear clearly who the sacred beast guardian disciple was that had been recommended to become a core disciple. Puxue noticed the presence of Xiao Tian, Daniel, and Ershita’er. A faint smile ap

Puxue turned his gaze to Daniel. Without a word, Daniel understood. He returned the look with a calm nod. “Vice Enforcer, let them come at me together, so we don’t waste time,” Daniel said flatly, yet full of confidence. “ARROGANT!” That voice came from the back row of inner disciples. Daniel’s statement was seen as a direct insult to the two top geniuses of the inner disciple division, long known for their strength. “Senior Brother Wei Quan! Teach that insolent brat a lesson! Just because he defeated Laofan, he thinks he’s invincible!” “That’s right! Beat him to a pulp! Let him realize who he’s up against!” The cheers grew louder. They formed a wave of mental pressure aimed at one figure in the middle of the arena—Daniel. Backed by hundreds of voices, Wei Quan smiled softly. Yet behind that smile, the fire of battle had ignited fiercely within him. “You ignorant brat… I want to see what kind of power you think you have that makes you dare challenge me like this,” his

Daniel and Ershita'er were currently seeking guidance from Xiao Tian in the backyard of his house. Night had fallen with a piercing cold wind, yet the atmosphere in the yard was filled with a tense silence. In front of them, Xiao Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze as calm as ever. However, just as Xiao Tian was about to give directions, he suddenly rose and looked up at the sky. His eyes pierced through the clouds, staring sharply at a point invisible to ordinary eyes. “Hmmm, we have uninvited guests. Quite a number of them,” said Xiao Tian. His voice was low, but carried a pressure that immediately tensed the air. “Brother, who’s coming?” asked Daniel. His voice sounded uncertain, but it clearly showed readiness. “Thirteen True Gods of rank 14, and seven True Gods of rank 15,” replied Xiao Tian. The sentence was spoken flatly, but it was enough to make anyone’s blood run faster. “So many high-ranked True Gods… What do they want to do?” asked Ershita'er, her eye