Seeing his three subordinates lying on the ground, injured, their breathing chaotic and their bodies still bearing scorched marks from the Phoenix Flame, the bearded man was instantly consumed by explosive rage. His face flushed red, veins bulged along his neck, and his eyes radiated undisguised killing intent. He had never expected that a woman who appeared as gentle as Serisya could defeat three people at once in such a short time. His pride as a cultivator felt trampled before so many onlookers. Yet instead of retreating or reassessing the situation, he made the most foolish decision—attacking directly, blinded by anger.“You damn woman!” he roared, his voice filled with fury and loss of control. “I refuse to believe you’re really this strong!”Without waiting for a reply, he shot forward. His steps struck the ground, leaving small cracks beneath his feet. He raised his sword high as the energy within his body surged toward the blade. A sharp, heavy aura spread instantly around him

Rain began to fall slowly over Tianlong City. The droplets descended one by one, then gradually turned into a denser drizzle, soaking the stone streets and rooftops. The once warm air became cool, while people hurried to find shelter.Hansen and Serisya stopped at a large pavilion by the roadside.Its roof was wide, enough to accommodate many people taking shelter from the rain.Serisya looked outside, watching the falling rain like a thin curtain from the sky.“The rain is quite heavy,” she said softly.Hansen glanced inside the pavilion, then realized something.“This place…” he muttered, “seems to be a weapon shop.”Serisya also looked inside.Inside, various weapons were neatly displayed—swords, spears, daggers, and even axes, all arranged on racks and behind glass displays.“In that case… shall we go in?” Serisya asked.Hansen smiled faintly. “Perfect.”They stepped inside.—Inside, the atmosphere was quite lively.Some people were inspecting weapons, some swinging them lightly,

Hansen’s casual remark was like oil poured onto the flames of Raven’s anger. The man’s face instantly darkened, veins bulging at his temples, and the killing intent that had previously only lingered now erupted without restraint. His hand moved swiftly, drawing his sword from its sheath with a sharp sound that echoed throughout the pavilion.“How dare you play with words in front of me,” he said coldly, his voice filled with pressure. “You truly don’t know your place.”But before Raven could take another step forward, Lily’s voice rang out firmly.“Stop.”She stepped forward, positioning herself between Hansen and Raven without the slightest hint of fear.“If you want to fight, do it outside,” she continued coldly. “I’ve already said—no one is allowed to cause trouble inside the Treasure Pavilion.”Raven’s gaze shifted to her.For a few seconds, they stared at each other, their auras clashing silently.Then Raven snorted.“Fine,” he said as he spun his sword and sheathed it again. “I’

Absolute silence enveloped the Treasure Pavilion after the bloodshed that had occurred so swiftly and brutally.The rain falling from the skies of Tianlong City now mixed with the blood of dozens of corpses scattered across the ground, forming thin crimson streams between the stone roads. There were no screams. No more threats. Not a single person dared to speak.Everyone who had just witnessed the arrogance of Raven Wiguna and his family’s forces could only stand frozen with pale faces, wide eyes, and held breaths. Even several cultivators who had previously been fairly confident now lowered their heads, afraid that even looking too long would be considered a challenge.The sight of fifty people dying in nearly identical ways—their hearts pierced within seconds—not only instilled fear, but also shattered their understanding of the limits of a person’s strength.Hansen, the man who had initially appeared ordinary without a remarkable aura or overwhelming spiritual pressure, had now tr

Night slowly enveloped Tianlong City after a day filled with bloodshed, battles, and massive upheavals that had shaken many forces. However, unlike the growing tension within the Wiguna Family estate, Hansen and Serisya chose instead to enjoy the remaining peace before the next storm arrived. They did not immediately leave the city. Instead, Hansen brought Serisya to one of the most luxurious inns in the city center—a magnificent building adorned with beautiful carvings, warm crystal lights, and top-tier service whose staff did not dare ask too many questions after sensing the aura of the pair. That night, for the first time since the chain of battles began, they finally had time to simply be still… and enjoy each other's company.On the rooftop of the inn, beneath the clear night sky after the rain had stopped, the full moon hung beautifully like a heavenly lantern. Its soft light bathed the city in tranquility, while the night breeze carried a gentle coolness. Serisya sat at the edg