Within the billowing dust, a colossal shape loomed indistinctly. As the haze slowly settled, a towering figure hundreds of meters tall stood firm between heaven and earth.It was the chieftain of the Demon Fiends, bearing eight massive arms. Countless ancient, arcane runes were etched across its enormous frame, shimmering with eerie, shifting luminescence.This fiend chieftain possessed terrifying brute strength. With every exhale and inhale, it spewed raging energy tempests that rampaged and laid waste across the mountain valleys, acting as if it were a behemoth of annihilation.Far off, the eight thousand soldiers of the First Courtyard Legion watched the fiend chieftain with stern, resolute expressions. After weeks of grueling trials, every troop member’s power had surged dramatically. Their essence, energy, and spirit had been forged to peak perfection, bolstered by unshakable faith forged from streak after streak of victories.Under Albert’s leadership, they had fought their way

After speaking, his gaze suddenly lingered on Dale, for he noticed the soul force rippling off the latter’s body felt far purer and fiercer than before.Elder Brother, you’ve…Isabel cut in beside him, a hint of envy in her tone. His soul has evolved; he’s now Pseudo Nine-Star.Dale scratched his head with a sheepish grin. I have Third Brother’s gift of the Void Heavenly Dew to thank. Without it, my soul evolution would’ve taken ages more to build up enough momentum.Truth be told, it was almost wasted on me. I’ve never been one to pick fights with others—it would’ve suited Isabel far better. He stole a quick glance at Isabel as he said this.Isabel let out a soft huff. As if I’d care for it.Albert smiled. No worries. I’ll hunt down far finer treasures for Elder Sister later on.Isabel’s face lit up instantly. Only little brother knows how to look out for me.She bore no real resentment. She well understood that Void Heavenly Dew yielded its greatest potency during soul evolution. Th

Dennis beside him asked in confusion, Father, why does the Ancestor look nothing like his portraits?The others quickly nodded in agreement. The Ancestor was the undisputed legend of the entire Supreme Martin Clan, so everyone was endlessly curious about him.Thomas replied, This is not the Ancestor’s true physical form.Cyrus pressed, A clone, then?Thomas spoke slowly, Not exactly a clone… This is merely a wisp of consciousness the Ancestor left behind when he forged the Demon Abyss all those years ago.A wisp of consciousness? Shock washed over the group. Could a mere fragment of thought persist for so many centuries?This is no ordinary strand of consciousness. The Ancestor shaped it by drawing a fragment of his own past self. You may view the figure before us as the Ancestor in his Divine Realm era.He is utterly authentic and virtually indestructible—no being under heaven can erase the consciousness of a Supreme.A simple wisp of thought deemed unkillable? The crowd sat stunned

Lisa and the others fell speechless. Albert possessed far too many hidden trump cards.As Albert burned his primal essence to amplify his soul force, the Unified Vitality drawn from his legion surged with staggering momentum.This unified power now neared the peak of Upper Four-Star Divine Realm. The grave expressions of Divine Realm experts from every vein spoke volumes, especially those standing at the Four-Star Divine Realm tier—their faces twitched faintly. The Unified Vitality art was profoundly mysterious; thousands of soldiers of low cultivation tiers could fuse their strength to unleash such terrifying destructive force.This was the profound foundation exclusive to a Supreme-ranked clan. Ancestor Donald hovered mid-air with his dragon-coiled golden staff in hand. He eyed the earth-shaking energy rippling off Albert and praised with a chuckle, Impressive, truly impressive. No wonder you dared challenge the seventy-second floor far ahead of schedule. You lad carry a faint spark

After all, facing the unfathomable Ancestor before him—even if this was merely a wisp of his past consciousness—Albert still held no certainty of securing a complete victory.Thank you, Ancestor! Albert cupped his fists and bowed respectfully.Donald chuckled. No need to thank me. I held nothing back.At that moment, the Unified Vitality flowing around Albert began to dissipate. Down on the islets below, the eight thousand soldiers of the First Courtyard Legion regained their senses. The instant they recovered, they dropped to their knees, their voices trembling with deference: Greetings, Ancestor!Pamela and the others shook all over as if stricken with chills. While united under Unified Vitality earlier, their awe and dread had been suppressed. Now that their individual auras had returned, they dared not face the Ancestor with their former composure.This was a Supreme powerhouse, after all— the most transcendent figure in the entire Supreme Martin Clan.Divine Realm experts normall