With light steps and a blooming smile, Lord Sa walked through the corridors of the magnificent palace. His heart was filled with immeasurable joy, as though all the wealth in the world was already within his grasp. The robe made of shimmering silk enhanced the elegance of his movements, while his fingers occasionally touched the Eternity Pill resting inside his pocket. In a dark corner, Sa Bi watched with a sharp and jealous gaze. The burning hope of obtaining that pill was gradually fading away. He felt deceived, betrayed by his own expectations. His lips trembled, his jaw tightened, and his eyes blazed with a hatred that was difficult to conceal. "He thinks he can live forever with that pill? Not if I take it first," Sa Bi hissed inwardly as he tightly gripped a poison-coated dagger hidden beneath his robe. He slowly approached Lord Sa, every second filled with malicious intent. Suddenly, Lord Sa stopped and turned around, his sharp eyes catching Sa Bi's shadow behind a curtain.

Chen Nian looked at the child with a deep and serious gaze. His upright figure stood before the boy like an immovable mountain. “You deserve to live. None of this is your fault. You can come after me for revenge someday. But make sure you survive first if you want to do that,” he said, his voice firm yet gentle. The child stared at Chen Nian with teary eyes, his lips trembling as he fought back his sobs. Gathering the last bit of courage he had, he said, “You’ll regret not killing me!” Tears streamed down his small cheeks. Without saying another word, Chen Nian returned the child’s gaze with an expression that was difficult to decipher. Then, with a swift and graceful movement, he shot into the sky. Behind him, Kang Ye, who had transformed into a Black Cloud, followed closely. At the same time, the Sky Flame and the Insect King joined them, forming a terrifying formation against the increasingly dark sky. The child remained seated on the ground, staring at the heavens now occupi

Chen Nian appeared several meters away from Kai with a mysterious smile, his eyes gleaming sharply.“We don't have to be enemies,” he said in a calm yet enticing voice. “Why should we fight? Wouldn't it be better if we formed an alliance? But if you are determined to oppose me, then I won't back down either.”With a graceful gesture, a uniquely sized crimson sword appeared in his hand.“Jian, lend me your power!” he called to the Sword Spirit residing within it.The sword resonated through the air, releasing an aura that erased all hesitation.Meanwhile, Kai, his eyes blazing with excitement and his face looking as though it had finally been freed from all burdens, drew a sword unlike any that had been seen before—far more majestic and deadly.“Very well!” he shouted enthusiastically. “I will use all my strength in this single strike!”The atmosphere became tense. The air between them rumbled, awaiting the moment when steel would clash against steel in an unforgettable battle.“But be

“Brother, just how deep is your cultivation, really?” Kai asked as he walked alongside Chen Nian.“Not much higher than yours,” Chen Nian replied lightly, though his eyes remained fixed ahead.“But how is it possible that you're able to surpass me?” Kai pressed, his curiosity reaching its peak.Chen Nian smiled faintly. “Not every battle is won through high cultivation, Kai. Cultivation is not the absolute measure of strength.”Kai swallowed hard, his question momentarily halted by the speed at which they were moving through the dense forest.“Swoosh! Swoosh!”The wind whistled loudly as they continued leaping from branch to branch.“Explain it to me in more detail. What exactly do you mean by that?” Kai refused to give up and sought enlightenment.“With a well-balanced body and cultivation, even if your cultivation is only half of your opponent's, you can still fight on equal footing,” Chen Nian explained calmly, his voice carrying wisdom. “You have already reached the Third Stage of

Sweat poured down Fu Tao's forehead as his heart pounded violently. The sudden explosion forced him to move quickly, desperately trying to avoid Chen Nian's next strike. His trembling left hand attempted to suppress the pain that spread throughout nearly every part of his body, yet his determination to survive still burned fiercely. Amidst the swirling dust and cracked walls, Fu Tao gathered the remnants of his strength. His breathing was ragged as his sharp eyes locked onto Chen Nian, who was already preparing another attack. Suddenly, with agile movements, Fu Tao leaped sideways, narrowly avoiding a sword slash that nearly split the air where he had stood a moment earlier. Chen Nian, wearing a cold expression, showed no trace of regret or hesitation. He stepped forward, his crimson sword gleaming beneath the dim light, ready to strike again. Although cornered, Fu Tao showed no fear. His sharp eyes reflected courage and cunning, as if calculating every possible move his opponen