Many crocodiles were retreating to the riverbank because the rain was pouring so heavily. They only watched a figure being swept away by the rapid current and paid no attention, for some reason. Perhaps that was the good fortune of a small child still protected by the will of the Gods. An old man was still fishing in the middle of the heavy rain. He had been waiting a long time for a fish to bite and get hooked. Yet after half an hour of sitting there in the cold, all for the blessing of food, he finally noticed something floating in the water. He quickly pulled it in, only to be shocked and fall back when he realized it was a person—not a bundle of food. Doubt filled his heart as he asked himself, why was there the corpse of a child in the river? But his compassion for others made him lift the child’s body again and check for a heartbeat by pressing his ear to the chest. "He’s still alive. I must bring him to the hut!" Leaving behind his crude fishing tools, he carried the limp bo

A small child could be seen digging a deep hole using only his physical strength and makeshift tools. He scooped the soil bit by bit, his hands repeating the motion over and over, lifting and tossing the dirt out of a hole that spanned about three meters wide and had an immeasurable depth.Half a day passed. The sun climbed higher, and at last, he managed to finish the task with great difficulty. Yet, he was still happy to offer this as a final resting place.Then he entered the cave, bringing with him several rattan vines as thick as his thumb.The child was very clever; he tied the coffin securely and dragged it with his body, alone, without using inner energy. Even though his inner energy had already been restored, he deliberately chose not to use it. He did this solely because he wanted to give the best offering.Piercing through the heavy waterfall, the coffin exited the cave, sliding along with the swift and far leap made by the boy.After burying the coffin in the earth, Chen N

Everyone who was there in the marching group looked in fear at the ferocious beast that the three elders were fighting. They had not expected this journey to be so difficult that they would even have to face such a situation.Hong Lao felt guilty for the decision to kill the young snake earlier, but what was done was done. Sometimes decisions made without thinking would eventually lead to regret. However, that was a life lesson, and how someone could later think more maturely and wisely in taking action.Every individual would experience such feelings, without exception. That was already fate.Back to the battle.Seeing the three elders struggling, Chen Nian decided to help. If the snake had not been injured, he was not sure he could fight it, but now the situation was better. His confidence was quite high in killing a beast equal to the Earth Realm.Swoosh!His leap was quite far, with the sword already drawn from its sheath.He used the Lightning Sword Dance that existed in the soul

Inside the cave, Chen Nian led the way in front, while Hong Ba stayed behind to guard against sudden attacks."Lightning Step!" Chen Nian moved swiftly, leaving Hong Ba who was standing against three wolves trying to block their advance.Hong Ba also unleashed his best attack, the sword in his hand slashing with a stream of blue Qi. It strengthened and sharpened the edge of his blade. However, the three level-three wolves were not willing to be outdone.Another lunge came, one wolf leaping high, but Hong Ba was already prepared to greet it. He rolled away, then sprang his body upward and stabbed the wolf until it fell. The other wolves grew furious, attacking again with all their might.Hong Ba continued killing mercilessly, ensuring his enemies died with a single thrust.He had already slain many, perhaps dozens of wolves, but the consequences were evident—Hong Ba was exhausted from expending so much energy in the one-against-many battle. He had also sustained no small amount of inju

"Hahaha. So, you’re not a patient person either!" The bird spewed fire from its mouth as it saw Chen Nian swing his sword toward it. Wosh! A great flame surged forward, but the young man split it apart and allowed his body to continue advancing, trying to reach the bird’s lofty position. Damn! It’s going even higher! Chen Nian tried sending out an energy strike to reach it, but the bird moved nimbly to evade. The young man kept cutting down the fireballs hurled at him. Now, he could feel the heat from the flames, unlike before when—strangely—it hadn’t affected him. But that sensation lasted only briefly before fading into coolness again, as if something within his body was neutralizing it. "Stupid bird, get down here! Otherwise, I’ll turn you into roast fowl!" "Haha, you’re the stupid one. I am the master of fire. No flame can ever burn me!" "Are you sure!?" "Absolutely sure!" "Very well. Sky Fire, appear!" The soul flame of his master, which Chen Nian had named the Sky Fire,