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One of the spirit bodies attacked Wenli without warning. Its movement was swift and silent; only a dark shadow shot out like a spear. Duanmu, witnessing this, didn't remain idle. He immediately leaped and struck the spirit body with full force. The blow was unrestrained. The wave of his inner energy vibrated the air, striking like lightning from the heavens. BOOM!!! The energy from the blow exploded loudly, creating a shockwave that shattered piles of stones. The blast wind hit the ruins, sending dust and fragments of stone flying in all directions. But something was wrong. Duanmu's powerful blow didn't injure the spirit body. Instead, it merely passed through it, destroying the building behind it. The spirit body remained standing, unperturbed, then kicked Duanmu forward. The kick was formless, yet its power was real. Duanmu retreated several steps. His eyes narrowed sharply, his body bracing itself to prevent being thrown further. “Damn it, what kind of creature is that? If we
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Seeing Tian Chen leave, Jun Xinfang looked at Qin Ho. His gaze was questioning, as if silently asking for confirmation. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, but his lips didn't move. That small gesture was enough to convey his meaning. Qin Ho shook his head slightly. His movement was almost imperceptible. However, between them, communication through gestures was more than enough. They already understood each other's thoughts. No words were needed. No explanations. That night, Tian Chen stood in the middle of the path. The sky above was shrouded in an unnatural dark fog. The fog hung like a black curtain suffocating the sky. To his left and right were the ruined buildings that filled this place. The path he walked was like a corridor in a dead city. Broken stones, leaning door arches, the ruins of pillars half-embedded in the ground—all seemed to whisper of the end of an era. As if this was a great city that had breathed its last breath thousands of years ago. Tian Chen immediately activ
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After a full day's walk, they unexpectedly found themselves still within the ancient ruins. The sky began to dim, the orange hues turning dark, and the previously heavy air now felt draining. The remaining twilight thinned, swallowed by a gentle fog that wasn't of ordinary nature. The ruins, which had initially seemed lifeless, now appeared to hold their own breath, exhaling pressure from the gaps of cold, cracked stones. Most shockingly, they couldn't use their flying swords. Several disciples who tried were violently thrown to the ground, as if struck by the pressure from the sky itself. There was no warning, no time to evade. Their bodies hit the stones with heart-jarring sounds. Some were instantly unable to rise, their bones broken by the invisible force that had thrown them down so easily. Anyone who attempted to levitate was slammed to the ground with a jarring force. Others could only stand frozen, not daring to try. Their faces tensed. Even the usually arrogant ones fell si
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Jun Xinfang didn't reply. His gaze was vacant, and his lips were tightly sealed. He was ninth in rank, a position that made him ineligible to challenge the decisions of the higher-ranked Sacred Disciples. Though his heart might not have fully agreed, he knew his limits. His silence was like swallowing a bitter pill—an unpleasant compromise, yet obligatory. However, Qin Ho ranked fourth among the Sacred Disciples, one level below Wenli, who was third. But everyone knew that ranking was determined three years ago. In three years, anything could happen. Many things weren't written in the rankings, but were felt in the pressure of presence. His strength was unquestionable. Some disciples even suspected that Qin Ho might have surpassed Wenli if the test were held again. Therefore, Dantai Ma'er's earlier words weren't just a statement of affirmation. It was a probe, a statement that dug something out of Qin Ho—a statement testing his reaction without provoking direct conflict. Qin Ho smil
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When everyone arrived at the ancient palace, they did not find a magnificent building awaiting them. There was no giant gate standing wide open with golden pillars, no vast hall filled with the radiance of ancient heritage. What they found instead were the ruins of an ancient structure. Broken pillars were scattered in various corners, as if once ravaged by an inexplicable force. The cracked walls were covered with moss and dust thousands of years old, leaving the impression that time had passed mercilessly in this place. The stone floor, which may once have been gleaming, was now cracked in many parts. The cracks spread like wounds that never healed, leaving behind traces of time that could not be restored. Some ruins still had intact door arches, standing half-collapsed, like silent witnesses to slow destruction. The rest were just rubble—remnants of a long-collapsed and silently buried glory. Tian Chen stood among the ruins. His eyes calmly swept around, yet his gaze was sharp,
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Several Elders from mid-level sects and clans stood with faces of disbelief. They exchanged glances, trying to reconstruct the logic shattered by Tian Chen's single attack. "He… severed Moyun's leg with just one slash? It wasn't even a full movement!" "I saw it! His sword wasn't even fully drawn, yet it pierced a Sacred Disciple's defenses!" "Impossible, he's just a core disciple… but his reflexes and power… it's even sharper than many Elders!" The whispers were unstoppable. The mid-level clans began forming discussion circles; some even immediately sent message transmissions to their respective headquarters. They realized that Tian Chen's name could no longer be taken lightly. This wasn't just an ordinary core disciple; he was a threat to the power map of the younger generation across the entire Lingxiao Continent. Meanwhile, on the other side of the field, several Jian Zong Sect members who had previously looked at Tian Chen with disdain now averted their gazes. Their faces tig
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