Blaaassst! A spiral of radiant light burst from Wu Tian’s palm, streaking across the forest like a comet. The beam tore through the night, its brilliance illuminating the trees and casting long shadows across the misty ground. The air vibrated with its force, a low hum echoing through the valleys. Duuuaaarrr! The blast struck the Ghost Beast, detonating in a thunderous explosion. The ground trembled, leaves shuddered, and the scent of scorched earth filled the air. From the creature’s body erupted a dazzling glow, its shadowy form unraveling into a luminous figure. What had once been a spectral wolf now shimmered with a horn of pure white light, its body radiant and majestic. Angel’s voice trembled with awe. “The Spirit Beast Unicorn.” Wu Tian’s eyes widened, disbelief etched across his face. “What did you say, Angel? This Ghost Beast… it’s a Spirit Beast?” Angel nodded, her wings shimmering faintly. “Yes. When a Ghost Beast absorbs immense qi, it transforms. The Spirit Be

Wu Tian finally arrived at Lo Han, the village known as the birthplace of Wu Xiang, the God of Destruction. The sight before him was serene and breathtaking. Golden rice fields stretched endlessly along the paths, their stalks swaying gently in the morning breeze. The air carried the fresh scent of earth and grain, mingled with the faint sweetness of blossoms from the surrounding groves. Towering eternal trees lined the edges of the fields, their branches heavy with Tho fruit—legendary fruit said to grant immortality. Yet the villagers believed its gift only manifested if the fruit fell naturally; plucking it directly from the tree stripped it of its divine essence. Tian Kui, Angel of Death, and the Spirit Beast Unicorn remained hidden within Wu Tian’s magic pouch. Their presence, if revealed, would alarm the villagers, for in Nirvana Bodhisattva dragons and dragon fairies were feared as harbingers of Martial Geniuses—beings considered dangerous to the balance of the realm. Cultiv

“Let us enter only the first level of the Nirvana Temple tower, Wu Tian. The higher we ascend, the stronger the qi pressure upon our bodies,” Tian Kui warned, his voice echoing like distant thunder across the stone walls. Wu Tian’s eyes gleamed with curiosity. “I wonder… this tower was built by the Lo Han warriors, yet the realms within are saturated with qi. How could mere warriors create such a place?” His tone carried both awe and suspicion, the air around him humming faintly with unseen energy. Tian Kui’s massive form shifted, his scales glinting faintly. “As I said, the Lo Han warriors are shrouded in mystery. Perhaps they were not warriors at all, but cultivators disguised as warriors.” Angel’s wings shimmered as she landed lightly beside them. “I care little for the mystery. What matters is that I can move freely here in the first realm.” Her voice carried a note of relief, the air around her glowing faintly with her aura. Wu Tian’s gaze swept the landscape. The first r

“Do you know where we must seek the God of Destruction, Tian Kui?” Wu Tian asked as they returned to the Nirvana Temple, his voice steady but tinged with curiosity. Tian Kui’s massive form shifted, his scales glinting faintly in the dim light. “At this moment, the Martial Genius is still only a village youth, working in his uncle’s fields in Lo Han.” Wu Tian’s brows furrowed, his voice heavy with doubt. “Is it true that Wu Xiang is my ancestor? How could my lineage exist in the Upper World, while the Wu family resides in the Middle World?” Tian Kui’s voice rumbled with certainty. “You could not possess the power of a Martial Genius unless Wu Xiang were your forebear. How your family came to dwell in the Middle World, I do not know.” Wu Tian’s eyes narrowed. “Then what is our purpose in meeting Wu Xiang, if he has not yet awakened as a Martial Genius?” Tian Kui’s tone was firm. “You must befriend him, guide him to the right path. Prevent him from falling into darkness, lest h

Wu Xiang returned home not long afterward. It was fortunate for Wu Tian and Wu Ling that nothing improper had occurred between them. “You’re back so quickly, Brother Wu Xiang?” Wu Ling asked, her tone carrying both relief and curiosity. Wu Xiang’s heart was uneasy. Though he trusted his sister, he still worried about leaving her alone with Wu Tian, a stranger they had only just met. Yet seeing her safe eased his mind. “I’m heading to the Devil Forest again. Would Brother Wu Tian care to join me?” Wu Tian raised a brow. “You’re going now? Isn’t it nearly time for supper?” Wu Xiang’s eyes gleamed. “That is precisely when the forest is most beautiful. At night, spirit plants bloom and glow, illuminating the woods like lanterns.” Wu Tian’s voice carried disbelief. “Are you serious?” Wu Xiang nodded firmly. “I cannot cultivate, but I know these spirit plants are invaluable to cultivators.” Wu Tian’s gaze sharpened. “Why can’t you cultivate?” Wu Xiang’s words stirred memor