With the last remnants of his consciousness, Xiao Tian released a massive amount of Dragon and Phoenix marrow. Hundreds of jade bottles floated before him. These bottles contained Dragon and Phoenix marrow. If he sold just one, it would be enough to buy a city. Yet at this moment, more than two hundred jade bottles were expanding in front of him. “Swallow!” The jade bottles opened, and the Dragon and Phoenix marrow began to enter his body. That thick, shimmering liquid did not flow, but instead absorbed directly, penetrating through the shattered pores of Xiao Tian’s body. “RHOOAAR!!” The roar of the Dragon and the cry of the Phoenix echoed endlessly. The sound resonated like an echo from the depths of the sky and the core of the earth, answering each other in an ancient harmony that could only be understood by united blood. Red and blue light intertwined around Xiao Tian’s body, forming a dense vortex of energy, as if intending to devour all the air nearby. Stones around him be

Xiao Tian managed to rise and withstand the pressure. He kept walking toward the end of the stairway, aiming to climb to the next step. BUZZ!!! However, when he reached the end of the second step, a barrier suddenly appeared, blocking Xiao Tian from reaching the third step. A crimson wall of energy emerged out of nowhere, shaking the surface of the step beneath his feet. Waves of pressure from the wall made the surrounding space vibrate, as if rejecting his next step forward. “Hmph… so it turns out that even though effort and comprehension are crucial, resources are also a major factor.” Xiao Tian realized why there was suddenly a barrier to the third step. It turned out that the barrier had formed because he had run out of resources. The Divine Energy in his body had been completely drained to withstand the first two gates. His fingertips trembled. His chest cavity felt hollow. There was no flow of power he could summon anymore. Everything had been sacrificed for his steps forwar

Xiao Tian did not want to cause trouble, so he also watched, suppressing his murderous intent and holding back his longing. Two feelings he had to restrain, and it was not easy to appear completely calm. Xiao Tian saw two young men clashing with extremely powerful sword techniques. Both of them possessed the fifteenth rank of the Half-God Realm. Seeing them, he could now realize the doubt he had always held about the Xiao Clan. All this time, he had wondered why Xiao Leng, who only possessed the twelfth rank of the Half-God Realm, could be considered the strongest of the younger generation. For rulers of other galaxies, even the ordinary younger generation possessed the fifteenth rank of the Half-God Realm. Now he knew the answer. In Clans or Sacred Houses that ruled over galaxies, the term “younger generation” referred to cultivators under one hundred years old. Meanwhile, in the Xiao Clan, “younger generation” meant those under forty years old. A difference of twenty or thirty ye

Millions of swords fired from the diagrams rained through the air like an unstoppable storm of metal. Each blade carried destructive power that split the air, pierced through the dragons’ fiery shields, and tore their bodies apart. The screams of the two fire dragons echoed long and loud, their flames shattering into thousands of sparks before vanishing into the sweltering air. BRAKKK! The final explosion struck right in the middle of the arena, shaking the floor as fresh cracks spread in all directions. Thick smoke billowed, blanketing the entire battleground. The scent of blood mixed with burning metal filled the air, slipping into the breaths of the spectators. As the hot haze slowly dissipated, Zhang Zhue was seen staggering in the middle of the arena. His once magnificent clothes were now tattered and torn. His skin was covered in slash wounds, blood dripping from the tip of his chin. His gaze was empty, as if his mind had yet to process the defeat that had just struck his pri

“The Holy Princess was indeed very beautiful, but who dared to go against Young Master Qiu Chanfeng?” The spectators shook their heads. The movement seemed simultaneous, as if everyone present understood the great risk that had to be borne if one dared to challenge Qiu Chanfeng. However, among the crowd, there were a few young men who instead showed sinister smiles, as if they held knowledge that others did not. “Qiu Chanfeng, I have long wanted to fight you. This time, you must pay for the humiliation in the past!” The young man spoke with a tone filled with burning spirit, though his body remained calm in place. There was no excessive movement that could draw attention, yet the look in his eyes burned like a flame ready to explode at the right time. His words were heard clearly by the guard beside him, but to those around, it was nothing more than a murmur lost amid the noisy atmosphere. “Young Master, could it be that his father will not act when you beat him up?” asked a middl