The moment Armstrong stepped beyond the borders of the Norman Clan, he understood one truth clearly.The world was far larger than hatred.Far larger than Sunset City.Far larger than the tiny cage he had spent sixteen years trapped inside.Under the endless sky, his figure looked insignificant as he walked along the dusty roads leading toward the heart of the Solartin Empire. Yet the fire burning inside him grew stronger with every step.The cultivation world was cruel.But it was also limitless.The Solartin Empire itself was merely one of countless weak Third-Tier powers in the Southern Region of the Boundless Domain.Above the Solartin Empire stood the Crimson Dynasty, the supreme ruler of the south. An ancient colossus whose territory stretched across millions of miles.Its armies could erase kingdoms overnight.Its experts could split mountains with a single strike.And even the mighty Crimson Dynasty was only one of five hegemonic powers ruling the Boundless Domain.The Norther

Armstrong climbed until his legs burned.Stair after stair. Corridor after corridor. The Guild Tower twisted upward like a spine carved from ancient stone, each floor breathing a heavier, more oppressive air than the last. The cultivators who had escorted him stopped at a final landing, exchanged a single glance, and stepped aside without a word."From here, you go alone," one of them said.Armstrong looked at the door before him. It was unremarkable. Plain dark wood. No carvings. No spiritual arrays burning along its frame. No inscription of rank or title. Nothing that announced what lay beyond it as anything special.Yet Armstrong's instincts, the same instincts that had kept him alive through sixteen years of clan cruelty, screamed at him to tread carefully.He knocked."Enter."The voice was soft. Unhurried. The kind of voice that had never needed to raise itself to be obeyed.Armstrong pushed the door open.And stopped breathing.He had prepared himself for an office. Documents s

The moon hung high above the wilderness like a silver eye.Cold.Silent.Watching.A young girl staggered through the forest barefoot, her thin clothes torn by thorn bushes and stained with dried blood. Her lips were pale from hunger, her body trembling from the cold night wind.Briana Carter lifted her head slowly toward the sky.The full moon had turned crimson.A Lunar Eclipse.The moment the scarlet light touched her skin, her body suddenly froze.“Ahhhhhh!”A scream burst from her mouth as terrifying Yin energy exploded from within her body.The earth cracked.Frost spread across the ground for miles.Ancient blue runes appeared in the sky one after another like stars awakening from slumber. Rivers nearby instantly froze solid while the surrounding mountains trembled violently.Above the heavens, the phantom image of a colossal Black Tortoise appeared.Its shell seemed capable of carrying worlds. Its eyes were ancient beyond time itself.And around it… time itself slowed.Briana

Darkness.Endless darkness.Armstrong felt as though he was sinking into a bottomless abyss.His body burned endlessly while strange power coursed through every inch of his flesh. Countless images flashed within his mind.A gigantic ape tearing apart the heavens.Celestial chains shattering.God-like beings falling from the sky.A roar powerful enough to shake worlds.Then,Silence.One month earlier.The underground chamber beneath the mercenary guild had already been reduced to ruins.The frozen altar was gone completely.The terrifying ice Laws protecting the chamber had completely collapsed effortlessly.At the center of the destruction lay Armstrong.Unconscious.Even while asleep, a terrifying pressure leaked from his body continuously.Briana stood nearby quietly.Her blue eyes remained fixed on him for a very long time without blinking.The events of that night still felt unreal to her.The Heaven Breaker Ape bloodline…A Grade Twenty-Two Sovereign Primordial Bloodline…Had wi

The horns never stopped.Day and night, across mountains and rivers and burning forests, the sound of the imperial war horns chased Armstrong like the heartbeat of something enormous and ancient.Something that wanted him dead.He had not slept in four days.He had not eaten in three.And he had nearly died six times.The first general of the Crimson Dynasty came on the second day.A woman wrapped in black lightning armor descended from the clouds like a falling star. Her twin blades moved faster than sound itself. Armstrong barely sensed her before the first cut opened across his shoulder.Blood sprayed across the earth.She was already behind him before he landed."You're slower than I expected." Her voice was almost gentle.The second blade came for his throat.The bloodline answered before Armstrong could.BOOM.Golden-red fire erupted from his pores. The phantom of the Heaven Breaker Ape rose behind him like a second sun, and his arm moved on pure instinct. His fingers caught her