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The black bead trembled violently. The waves surged, like a heart forced to race. A dense black aura enveloped the body of the bead, forming a dense vortex that spun rapidly.

BOOM!!!

In an instant, the vortex broke. An invisible spatial barrier tore, and the black bead shot out.

Its movement was not just teleportation. Each jump meant breaking through countless layers of space and time. Black light split a long path, shooting between the twinkling clusters of stars, without ever touching them.

WHOOSSHH!!

The shadow of the black bead continued to shift. From one point to another, leaving billions of stars behind in the blink of an eye. Trillions of subsequent stars were passed by just as easily, sinking into the wave of silence left by its path.

Its trajectory was like a black lightning line that never stopped, piercing galaxy after galaxy. Each jump left a faint trace, which was soon swallowed back by the silence of the universe. There was no sound, only a long, gripping silence
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  • 1041

    Zanfang stared blankly, golden blood still flowing from his lips. His hands trembled, his whip weakened, and the golden flame that once enveloped his body flickered wildly. In his last moments, his voice trembled softly, full of regret and deep sadness. "Father, Mother, Master, forgive me. I failed." The Mysterious Rust Sword did not only pierce his heart. The spirit of the Mysterious Rust Sword also continued to suck his life essence, swallowing his very strong bloodline. BAANG!!! Zanfang's body exploded into ashes. The explosion was not just the destruction of flesh, but also the shattering of the hope he had held throughout his life. The remaining energy of his golden flame exploded wildly, spinning in the air, before being devoured by the power of the sword. "Little creature, you dare eat this God's share!" Leihuo Dashi shouted loudly at the artifact spirit of the Mysterious Rust Sword. "Master, sorry, sorry I forgot, I was too excited," said the sword spirit in a trem

  • 1040

    In the midst of a dirty face full of sobs, a small light appeared. His tiny lips trembled, his voice faint, between fear and deep longing. “Bring back, Father and Mother?” The old man nodded firmly. The look in his eyes radiated absolute conviction, making that promise feel not just like words, but a law that could not be denied. He extended his hand again. That hand was large, strong, yet warm, as if it could carry the entire burden borne by the small boy. Little Zanfang stared at that hand for a long time. His heart was filled with doubt, fear, and immeasurable longing. At last, trembling, he extended his own hand. That grip was small, weak, but within it remained the last bit of hope that had not yet completely gone out. From that day, his life changed. He was brought to Heavenly Peak. There, his days were not welcomed with gentleness, but with merciless trials. From morning until night, he was struck with harsh training. His small body was forced to face ordeals he had never

  • 1039

    As the sole disciple of the owner of Heavenly Peak, Zanfang had never imagined that the end of his life would be decided in this way. The gallantry he had always prided himself on collapsed in an instant. His defeat felt like a whip of lightning that slapped his face hard, shattering the arrogance and conviction he had held tightly all this time. Yet before his body truly gave in, his mind drifted. His consciousness trembled, and from the last crack of memory, he was thrown back into a past he could never forget. A small image of himself appeared. A three-year-old child stood frozen in the middle of the ruins of a city. His eyes widened, his tiny body trembling violently, as if even the faintest breeze would be enough to topple him. Around him, there was no longer any life. The city that once bustled with laughter, chatter, and the clamor of daily life had now vanished into gray ash. Buildings that once stood tall and graceful lay shattered. Majestic pillars had collapsed into wort

  • 1038

    The air boiled. Heat mixed with electric shock made every breath like swallowing burning embers. The ground trembled, cracks spread in all directions, and the domain turned into an endless rotating hell crater. However, in the midst of that ferocity, Xiao Tian found a gap. The open Sky Eye pierced through layers of smoke and light, revealing a brief moment. He saw Zanfang's whip rotate too late, leaving part of his back exposed. A fragile point gaped in the middle of the wildly spinning defensive storm. In an instant Xiao Tian's body disappeared. His movement was so fast that his shadow dissolved with the flashing lightning. He merged into his own domain, hiding his form in the vortex of light he created. To the ordinary eye, he had vanished. All that was seen were black flashes mixed with colorful lightning that curved wildly, dancing within the domain's vortex. Zanfang was busy resisting the pressure of lightning chains from above and the blaze of multicolored flames from below

  • 1037

    The black light of the sword clashed with the golden flames. Dazzling sparks lashed in all directions, each flash like a fragment of a star that was born and then died instantly. The battle grew closer. The distance between them almost disappeared, attacks came and were answered in an increasingly brutal tempo. There was no longer a safe distance. There was no longer time to take a long breath. Only fire, lightning, and the impact of power rumbled non-stop, closing the entire space with a storm of destruction. They entered into close combat. The bone whip wrapped wildly, spinning with a speed that was almost impossible for the eye to capture. Each swing was like a flash of gold that split the space, targeting Xiao Tian's body from various angles, as if giving him no room to breathe. The Mysterious Rust Sword danced in his grasp. In every thrust, slash, and split, the blade gave birth to black light that merged with lightning. Each swing slashed the bone whip before it could touch

  • 1036

    The golden flames now spun like a vortex of hell around Zanfang's body. His bone whip struck swiftly, each lash sweeping the air and tearing apart the lightning chains that fell non-stop. Each collision created a shaking thud, scattering blazing golden light all around. But the broken chains were immediately replaced by new chains. The storm of lightning continued to fall, relentlessly, mercilessly. Xiao Tian shot between the storm of fire and lightning. His body flickered quickly, as if becoming part of the light itself. Each step left a shadow, making him appear like dozens of figures moving together. That movement deceived the eyes of anyone who tried to follow him. The Sky Eye that he opened to the extreme limit captured everything, from the rotation of the whip, the sparks of fire, to the needle-sized gaps between the opponent's attacks. However, even though his gaze revealed every gap, Zanfang's body remained like a fortress. His strength and defense were so solid, it was a

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