A mighty wind erupted from the top of the waterfall, swirling downward in a spiraling column that shook the trees. Then, as if the heavens themselves paused, the thunderous roar of water ceased entirely.Mei Hwa’s eyes widened in disbelief. The waterfall had stopped. The massive cascade hung suspended in midair, defying gravity.Even Mu Bin, watching from afar, was struck speechless.“It can’t be… That means he really is the one who killed Gao Jun,” he muttered to himself, stunned.Moments later, the water resumed its natural flow, crashing down once again as Fang Yun finished absorbing its elemental essence.“Who is that young man?” Mu Bin wondered, closing his eyes as he searched his memory for any prodigy within the Galuh Dynasty who matched Fang Yun’s face—but none came to mind. When he opened his eyes again, Fang Yun was gone.“Where did he go?”“Looking for someone, old man?”Mu Bin spun around, leaping sideways in alarm—Fang Yun was already standing behind him.So fast…! He cou

A faint smile crossed Fang Yun’s lips. His mind drifted back to his duel with Gao Jun, who had once used the exact same poisonous technique that Arya now displayed before him.Without needing to think twice, Fang Yun calmly allowed Arya to advance and unleash his venomous strikes. He moved with measured precision, sidestepping every blow that carried the deadly toxin, waiting patiently for the right moment—to seize Arya’s wrist.It was clear what Fang Yun intended to do. He would make Arya suffer from his own poison, just as Gao Jun had died from the venom that flowed from his own hands.When the perfect opening came, Fang Yun caught Arya’s wrist, twisting it sharply until the man’s claw-shaped hand turned inward—its fingertips now aimed toward his own abdomen. Channeling his inner energy, Fang Yun drove the poison back through Arya’s meridians and into his body.“Did you really think your cheap poison could touch me?” Fang Yun’s voice was quiet, but carried a sharp, commanding weight

"The spy — confirm it for me. If King Wan Fei is indeed hiding Hua An there, we will strike the Galuh Dynasty!""At once, Your Majesty." The spy bowed, then left the audience hall.The king of the Shanghai Dynasty, a man with a thick mustache, secretly hoped a war with the Galuh Dynasty would not become necessary. Still, if King Wan Fei refused to hand over Hua An, he would seize him — even if war would be his last resort.Not long after, an old man who also served as an adviser to Shanghai entered the audience hall."Elder, the spy has just reported that Hua An is in the Galuh Dynasty. Please look — if he truly is there, I will order Prime Minister Sun Liao to go at once.""Very well, Your Majesty." The old man closed his eyes and sought Hua An's presence within the Galuh Dynasty.In his vision he could clearly see Hua An speaking with King Wan Fei."Hua An is indeed there, Your Majesty. At this moment he is speaking with King Wan Fei.""Then the intelligence is true," murmured King

Driven by unrelenting curiosity, Prime Minister Sun Liao readied himself for another assault.“This time, you won’t be so lucky, boy!” he shouted fiercely.His hands blazed crimson as fiery energy surged from his palms, twisting and crackling into violent flames. He was certain that the final stage of his Hell King Strike would either kill the young man before him—or at least leave him half-dead.“Oh... so you’re a fire element user as well?” Fang Yun sneered, his tone dripping with mockery. He then drew upon the essence of Qiang Mo, channeling the energy through his hands. Instantly, flames roared to life upon his palms, reflecting a searing heat that made Prime Minister Sun Liao’s eyes widen in disbelief.“What’s wrong with that face of yours, traitor?” Fang Yun taunted with a low, confident laugh.“Damn you! You think I’m afraid of your flames? Let’s see whose fire burns hotter!”Without another word, the Prime Minister of the Shang Dynasty’s capital, Shanghai, lunged forward, his

The black demon gathered his strength once more, channeling a surge of destructive power into the energy blade gripped in his hand. With a single swing, the very air trembled. This time, it wasn’t just dozens of trees that fell—the sheer force of his strike shattered hundreds, reducing them to splinters as waves of black energy swept through the forest. Fang Yun turned his head, startled by the deafening crash that rumbled behind him. His eyes widened as he witnessed hundreds of trees collapsing, devoured by the black energy that pursued him like a relentless storm. “What kind of power does this demon possess…?” he thought, his pulse racing. Finally, a voice like thunder roared through the chaos. “At last, I’ve found you, human! No matter where you hide, even if you bury yourself within an ant’s nest, I will find you!” Fang Yun stopped and turned, his grip tightening on the broken halves of his Silk Wind Spear. “Who said I was running? I never intended to flee.” He pointed the sh