Chapter 1223
Author: Camellia
last update2026-06-10 23:11:50

The black dragon roared, snapping open its fanged maw wide. A surging stream of black dragon breath, steeped in corrosive might, blasted straight toward the fiend chieftain.

The fiend chieftain let out a shrill shriek. Two ten-thousand-meter dark beams shot forth from its giant eyes, blazing with searing heat that warped the void itself.

The two terrifying forces collided, shattering the space between them endlessly.

In the end, the fiend chieftain still gained the upper hand; the black dragon
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  • Chapter 1227

    Albert instinctively stretched out his palm and seized the streak of saber light firmly in his grasp.At that moment, the golden staff shadow pierced through the void toward him.Torrents of surging power erupted from Albert’s body, wrapping around the saber in his hand as it crashed headlong into the staff’s shadow.A sharp, ringing clang of metal exploded outward, whipping up towering waves across the vast lake far below.To Albert’s immense delight, the blade in his hand did not shatter this time.For the first time, the Ancestor’s dragon-coiled golden staff, famed for smashing treasure artifacts, failed to work its destructive magic.Albert leaped backward and stared in awe at the blade in his grip. Could this be… his reforged Golden Jade Saber?The saber retained its traditional straight-bladed shape, yet its body was far more elongated than before. Golden light swirled around the hilt, inlaid with patterns resembling dragon scales.Sharp golden speckles dotted the blade’s surfac

  • Chapter 1226

    Dennis beside him asked in confusion, Father, why does the Ancestor look nothing like his portraits?The others quickly nodded in agreement. The Ancestor was the undisputed legend of the entire Supreme Martin Clan, so everyone was endlessly curious about him.Thomas replied, This is not the Ancestor’s true physical form.Cyrus pressed, A clone, then?Thomas spoke slowly, Not exactly a clone… This is merely a wisp of consciousness the Ancestor left behind when he forged the Demon Abyss all those years ago.A wisp of consciousness? Shock washed over the group. Could a mere fragment of thought persist for so many centuries?This is no ordinary strand of consciousness. The Ancestor shaped it by drawing a fragment of his own past self. You may view the figure before us as the Ancestor in his Divine Realm era.He is utterly authentic and virtually indestructible—no being under heaven can erase the consciousness of a Supreme.A simple wisp of thought deemed unkillable? The crowd sat stunned

  • Chapter 1225

    Dennis let out a sigh and smiled wistfully. This scene takes me back to when Third Brother led the First Courtyard Legion to clear the Demon Abyss all those years ago.Cyrus smiled as well. This boy Albert has quite the lofty spirit, insisting on tackling the seventy-second floor right now. It’s plain to see he’s aiming straight to outdo his father.The other manor lords could not help but chuckle. Albert’s motive was far too obvious, and the sight of a son striving to surpass his own father carried a hint of amusement.A faint smile flickered in Thomas’s eyes. I wonder what expression Andrew will wear if he returns to find every one of his old records broken by his son.The group laughed in agreement. It was rare to hear Thomas crack such a dry jest, so they were quick to play along.Walden, Manor Lord of the Fourth Courtyard, spoke up. When Lord Andrew challenged the seventy-second floor, he faced a Four-Star Divine Realm Dragon—that stood as the pinnacle hardship any legion had eve

  • Chapter 1224

    After speaking, his gaze suddenly lingered on Dale, for he noticed the soul force rippling off the latter’s body felt far purer and fiercer than before.Elder Brother, you’ve…Isabel cut in beside him, a hint of envy in her tone. His soul has evolved; he’s now Pseudo Nine-Star.Dale scratched his head with a sheepish grin. I have Third Brother’s gift of the Void Heavenly Dew to thank. Without it, my soul evolution would’ve taken ages more to build up enough momentum.Truth be told, it was almost wasted on me. I’ve never been one to pick fights with others—it would’ve suited Isabel far better. He stole a quick glance at Isabel as he said this.Isabel let out a soft huff. As if I’d care for it.Albert smiled. No worries. I’ll hunt down far finer treasures for Elder Sister later on.Isabel’s face lit up instantly. Only little brother knows how to look out for me.She bore no real resentment. She well understood that Void Heavenly Dew yielded its greatest potency during soul evolution. Th

  • Chapter 1223

    The black dragon roared, snapping open its fanged maw wide. A surging stream of black dragon breath, steeped in corrosive might, blasted straight toward the fiend chieftain.The fiend chieftain let out a shrill shriek. Two ten-thousand-meter dark beams shot forth from its giant eyes, blazing with searing heat that warped the void itself.The two terrifying forces collided, shattering the space between them endlessly.In the end, the fiend chieftain still gained the upper hand; the black dragon breath dissolved steadily wherever the dark beams swept.Faint sighs seemed to echo through the void, coming from high-ranking elders of the Supreme Martin Clan who were watching Albert’s battle closely.From what they could see, this Upper Three-Star Divine Realm fiend chieftain was an immensely formidable roadblock.If Albert failed to break past its blockade, reaching the seventy-second and final floor would be all but impossible.Just as they lamented this turn, a faint sword hum suddenly ra

  • Chapter 1222

    Within the billowing dust, a colossal shape loomed indistinctly. As the haze slowly settled, a towering figure hundreds of meters tall stood firm between heaven and earth.It was the chieftain of the Demon Fiends, bearing eight massive arms. Countless ancient, arcane runes were etched across its enormous frame, shimmering with eerie, shifting luminescence.This fiend chieftain possessed terrifying brute strength. With every exhale and inhale, it spewed raging energy tempests that rampaged and laid waste across the mountain valleys, acting as if it were a behemoth of annihilation.Far off, the eight thousand soldiers of the First Courtyard Legion watched the fiend chieftain with stern, resolute expressions. After weeks of grueling trials, every troop member’s power had surged dramatically. Their essence, energy, and spirit had been forged to peak perfection, bolstered by unshakable faith forged from streak after streak of victories.Under Albert’s leadership, they had fought their way

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