MEANWHILE, THIRD TRIAL CONTINENT."How many are left?" he asked. The cool morning breeze rustled past him, brushing against his skin and tugging at his torn robe.Elder Hu stood at the peak of the red mountain, staring down at the vast expanse of the third continent."Plus you, Elder Hu, there are just thirteen of us left," the brown-eyed female reported. She held a writing scroll in her hands, her voice low. Her skin was bruised and covered in bite marks and small scratches that turned her face red.Hu sighed deeply. "Call those two idiots for me," he ordered, both hands clasped behind his back.She nodded, paid her respects, and left.*I had no idea the Shadow Panther leader was so close to breaking through into the Nascent Soul realm, (perfect stage of the core formation realm)* Hu thought, memories flashing through his mind.He could still hear their screams as if they had happened only moments ago. The desperate pleas for salvation before each disciple was devoured. The metallic

THE SOUTH SIDE OF THE FOURTH CONTINENT."Elder Mia, we found nothing," Lira reported. She stood at attention like a soldier, legs straight and hands clasped behind her back. "And I'm certain Master (Elder Sung) also found nothing on his end."Mia yawned, tears welling in her eyes. The plate that had once been filled with food and the cup drenched in alcohol were now empty."Inform the team. We move toward the fourth trial hall in a few hours," Mia ordered, seated behind the wooden table on her stone-carved chair. "Tell them to properly seal the supplies. We’ll be bringing everything with us.""As you command." Lira turned and advanced toward the tent’s exit, her long spear stained with beast blood that had begun to dry.---SAME TIME, THE NORTH SIDE OF THE FIFTH CONTINENT.Yang gasped, breathing hard. Ash covered his face as he groaned, massive pain flooding his brain. His vision was still blurry around the edges. He breathed in slowly, exhausted.His eyes fixed on the dust clouds wh

Deep inside Chris’s mind:*To become one with the Void Sword Technique scroll, I have to lose the consciousness of death. Death holds one back. If that consciousness is stripped away, the body will always be able to fight without caring for its well-being.*Outside, Chris exhaled. Cold misty air escaped his mouth.*The void is the true power many wish to have, for it has taken many lives—gods and universal beings alike.**To fully comprehend the Void Sword Technique, I must accept all my pain, all my suffering, all my actions, all my sins, and live with them. I must make chaos my path. Wherever I war, it should be unrecognizable.**The void is the destructive true way to Godhood.*Slowly, void energy penetrated into Chris’s body from the outside, slipping into his dantian, flooding his meridians and golden core.His aura dimmed. Void and gold merged.[Comprehension Of The Void Sword Technique Scroll: 90%]*To fully unleash the Void Sword Technique, I must be able to control the void.*

After hours of trekking under the scorching sun — the noon light shining overly bright — they had to shield their eyes from its glare. At last, they stepped off the open road and arrived at the edge of a thick, massive, dense forest."Woah!" Yan-li’s eyes rose to the tops of the towering trees. "This looks really haunted… or filled with beasts beyond our capabilities." He sighed deeply. "Well, our journey must sadly end here, brother." Yan-li turned around, but Bia-li grabbed him firmly by the shoulder."Hell no, Yan-li. We’ve come too far to turn back now." Bia-li pulled him back to his side.Yan-li grunted. "Come on, brother. There’s no telling what we may encounter in there once we step in," he protested."I know that." Bia-li sighed tiredly. "Bring out the map and the detector.""Haaaa! Fine!" Yan-li shook his head in disappointment.Bia-li watched him with a soft smile as he reached for the canteen of water strapped to his waist. He emptied the bottle in seconds. Water dripped f

Of all the mumu (stupid) things to do, you dare want to fight me—in an all-out, hand-to-hand combat.Chris spoke inwardly, sheathing his sword back into his inventory. His eyes remained locked on Yang as the man approached with incredible speed.Yang threw a powerful right fist straight at the cheek of the Naija youth. Chris ducked under the punch and countered instantly with a devastating uppercut to Yang’s chin. The air sliced apart like a jet breaking the sound barrier.Yang’s vision darkened at the edges. He grunted, shaking his head as blood poured heavily from his nose. Chris’s left hand was already closing in for a second combo.Yang’s eyes sharpened. He shifted his head at the last moment. The fist grazed his cheek, drawing blood, while the full brunt of the punch tore through the air.Yang smiled, clenching his fists.Bam!Another powerful shockwave bruised the sky. Chris’s right fist came swinging from the left side and crashed hard into Yang’s face. More blood sprayed from