Long Jingchen blurred across the fractured jade floorboards like a flash of dark lightning, his bare right hand moving faster than a fly to grab Grand Inquisitor Vexen tightly by his thick throat.He lifted the hundred-and-eighty-kilogram high-tier enforcer effortlessly high up into the freezing air with just one single hand, his gold-violet irises burning with a terrifying, absolute fury under his long hanging hair."Let go of my neck, you lower-realm rat!" Vexen choked out, his big iron boots kicking the empty air wildly as his face turned dark red."You talked very loud about my family a second ago, thief," Long Jingchen said, his voice flat, steady, and bone-chilling cold."Your big words cannot save your core from my ledger now," he added, his long fingers digging deep into the scaly skin of the neck.Courtesan Layla tried to shatter her black obsidian jar against the stone tiles to release the toxic Viper Gas to melt everyone inside the room. She pushed her remaining magic juice

The gold-violet light matrix erupted within his soul, ready to turn the master's bow into a pile of hot violet sparks. Emperor Xeron desperately channeled 100% of his World-Lord Realm core force into the starlight bow to stabilize the volatile violet lightning.His old face turned bright red as he pushed his heavy magic power down into the hot wood with all his might. He could feel the dangerous sparks biting into his silver gloves, making his ancient bones ache from the intense heat."Stay still, you stupid bow!" Emperor Xeron screamed out with a very loud, angry voice that shook the sky."I am your king! I am your master!" he yelled, his teeth clenching hard. "Obey my hand right now!""The weapon is completely fighting back, Emperor!" a high patriarch shouted from the nearby warship, his face turning pale with sudden fear."Drop the bow right now, sire!" another soldier yelled, his hands shaking as he saw the purple sparks fly everywhere."No! I will not drop my prize!" Xeron roared

The ancient, blood-red iron scroll burned into a brilliant violet vortex, opening wide to swallow Long Jingchen, Xiaoxiao, and Saintess Ji Qingwu completely whole.The space between realms turned into a hyper-compressed tunnel of cosmic glass, shaking hard and tearing fiercely at any flesh beneath the god-tier standard."Jingchen, the tunnel is ripping my magic shield apart!" Ji Qingwu cried out, her breath catching as the cosmic glass hit her armor."Hold on to me and do not let go!" Long Jingchen commanded, his deep voice remaining steady and calm."The light is too bright, big brother!" Xiaoxiao shouted, grabbing his long black sleeve with her tiny hands.Jingchen did not wait a single millisecond, expanding his newly fortified SSS-rank cloaking dome to shield them from the heavy spatial wind.He wrapped his strong arms securely around Ji Qingwu’s slender waist as her starlight shields began to crack and snap under the cosmic force.The raw, physical closeness amidst the spatial tu

Long Jingchen turned his heel smoothly, guiding his beautiful companions and his little sister straight through the next high gateway. The trio glided through the high, neon-lit floating corridors of the Sanctuary's central sector, arriving at the luxurious High Asura Pavilion.The bright pink and purple neon lights colored the thick fog, making the giant stone manor look very big and rich. This was an elite rest manor where the wealthiest heirs of the higher-realm clans gathered to drink celestial wine before the tournament."Look at all these rich people," Ji Qingwu whispered softly from behind her veil, her heart fluttering rapidly against her ribs."They are drinking very sweet juice," Xiaoxiao noted, her small voice full of a mature, sharp intensity."They are just spending my family's stolen gold, little sister," Long Jingchen replied, his voice flat, steady, and deathly cold."We will take every single cup back tonight," he added, his vertical gold-violet irises flashing behind

Long Jingchen’s vertical gold-violet eyes flashed open like two burning suns under his long hair. He instantly paralyzed Young Master Mo Jue mid-air above the bubbling hot spring water.The frozen steam stood perfectly still in the empty space, turning into tiny, sharp needles of violet ice. Mo Jue’s body stuck fast in the air like a fly trapped inside a clear glass block."What is this magic juice?!" Mo Jue tried to shriek, but his mouth could barely move."You talked very loud about melting my sister a single second ago, Mo Jue," Long Jingchen whispered.His dual-toned resonance vibrated the wet, jade-carved walls of the cavernous suite, freezing the blood in their veins."Let go of my master right now, slave boy!" the lead shadow guard screamed from the doorway."I will cut your black robes into tiny pieces of rag!" another warrior yelled, waving his blade."Your weapons are just little toys for my cellar," Jingchen murmured back, his face stone-still.He blurred across the pool li