Many people gathered here─Gloom, Mr. Lee, and an elderly man. The elderly man was wearing an ancient costume. He was smoking a cigar, filling the room with smoke. “Master…” Asher Lee greeted the elderly man respectfully. “What’s the situation outside?” the elderly man smoking the cigar asked. The elderly man was none other than Sky, master of Asher and one of the Elite Four who protected the King of a hundred years ago. “Many have arrived.” Asher continued, “Some of them snuck in. They all possess tremendous strength. They haven’t revealed themselves after arriving at the Mount Thunder Sect, and I believe they will not show themselves until the very last moment tomorrow.” “Who are these people?” Smoking his cigar, Sky’s expression remained composed. Asher replied, “We can’t be sure at the moment.” “By the way, is Mr. Lance here?” Sky asked. “I didn’t spot the Old King anywhere. He should already be here, concealing himself in the shadows,” Asher said. “I understan
More and more ancient martial artists gathered at the hall of Mount Thunder Sect. A woman was sitting at the back of the hall. She was about twenty years of age, wearing a golden dress and a crown, and exuding the charisma of an empress. It was Delainey Cabral, the young lady of the Mount Thunder Sect. Ever since Jackson’s demise, she had been slowly taking over the sect. Although she had yet to inherit the position of Sect Leader, she was now the person in charge of the Mount Thunder Sect. Many gathered before her─Disciples of the Heaven and Earth Sect, the Sylvan Sect, the Five Swirling Blades Sect, and many other great families. “Has the Mount Thunder Sect fallen so low that it needs a young girl to take charge?” asked a disdainful voice. Hearing this, the faces of the Mount Thunder Sect’s disciples darkened. The face of an elderly man beside Delainey darkened. Then, with a wave of his hand, powerful energy sent the martial artist who insulted the Mount Thunder Sect flyi
Delainey nodded and said, “Please keep in mind that this is not a duel to the death. Once one party admits defeat, you’re not allowed to deal the killing blow. Based on previous rules, anyone can enter the arena. You’ll be the new Great Grandmaster if you’re able to defeat everyone else.” Then, she turned to leave. Though there were around ten thousand people there, no one uttered a single word. The atmosphere was tense. No one volunteered to enter the arena. “Hahaha! I’ll have the honor of becoming the first to enter the arena, then.” A voice came. Then, a middle-aged man leaped onto the arena. Boom! The arena shook. Martial artists who had weaker cultivation bases lost their footing and fell. It was Donovan Blithe. He was a sixth-rank martial artist and knew that he would not be able to become the Great Grandmaster with his strength. However, he was here to lead the charge as he knew that there were powerful figures within his family. Scanning the martial artists
The ordinary-looking stone wall was around fifty meters tall and thirty meters wide. Looking at the stone wall, Thomas’ expression betrayed the excitement he felt. Once he opened the stone wall, he could enter into the depths of the Snow Cavern and locate the Spirit Turtle. Then, after luring the creature out, he would slay the Spirit Turtle and obtain its blood. Most importantly, the records in the four paintings left behind by the Prince of Orchid revealed that the Spirit Turtle had lived for millennia. After consuming its bile, one would gain tremendous strength. Simon’s expression turned grim. As it had been a thousand years, he was not sure if the Spirit Turtle was still alive, nor about its strength. He also had no idea whether the martial artists outside could successfully slay it. He took a deep breath and walked toward the stone wall. Then, he leaped to the top, where a protruding rock could be seen. He catalyzed true Energy and made contact with the rock. Rumble!
However, the sword had disappeared without a trace. Thomas had only seen records of the Malevolent Sword in the ancient scrolls of the Cadens’ household. A thousand years ago, the Prince of Orchid Mountain had many powerful martial artists under his banner. Apart from the four major officials, he also had many loyal subordinates. Among them was a man by the name of Malevolent King who possessed terrifying power. The Malevolent Sword which he possessed was hailed as the most powerful weapon in the world. Simon explained, “To slay the Spirit Turtle, the Prince of Orchid Mountain brought many of his subordinates here. After the battle, almost everyone was wiped out. Among them was his subordinate, the Malevolent King, who owned this sword. When the prince returned, he gathered many craftsmen and constructed three doors to seal the Spirit Turtle inside the Snow Cavern. At the same time, he also left the Malevolent Sword behind.” Simon scanned his surroundings. From the information
“Malevolent Sword? Evil energy?” Thomas’ face darkened. None of this was recorded in the four paintings the Prince of Orchid Mountain left behind. Now, he had a rough idea of why the Prince of Orchid Mountain separated the paintings and gave each to the four major officials. He did not want outsiders to know about this secret. At the same time, he was reluctant to give up. He hoped that future generations would one day unravel the secret behind the four paintings, slay the Spirit Turtle, and accomplish what he could not. “What should we do now? Should we open the door?” Simon asked. Thomas was in a bind. The Spirit Turtle’s blood was horrifying. A single drop of it was enough to turn the weapon into the Malevolent Sword. Even if he could attain immortality, his mind would become deranged. Upon seeing Thomas’ reluctance, Simon knew that Thomas was still sane. At least he would not risk everything just for the sake of obtaining greater power. After a while, Thomas said, “
James reminded him, “I think we should act as soon as possible. Think about it. If we only kill Callan after he massacres everyone here, what will we gain in return? If we strike now, we’ll be applauded by everyone. After becoming the Great Grandmaster, all martial artists will obey our every command. Aren’t we killing two birds with one stone?” James was trying to coax Lucjan into acting now. He wanted to exterminate Callan, the most powerful martial artist present at the conference. “You have a point.” Lucjan nodded slightly. James’ words made sense. However, he had to proceed with caution. If he made even a single mistake, all would be lost. He had to exterminate Callan with a single strike. Otherwise, the consequences would be dire. “In that case, we should do something now,” James said anxiously. He was worried that things would go out of control if they dragged on. Once Callan was eliminated, things would proceed much more smoothly. “Don’t worry, I’ll make the arrangeme
Callan, who was wearing a mask, vomited a mouthful of blood. Although he sent his opponents flying, he was badly injured too. He staggered backward and collapsed to the ground. Immediately, he sat in a lotus position and catalyzed True Energy to suppress his internal injuries. There were thousands of thousands of people at the arena, but the venue was dead silent. Everyone was dumbfounded. Why did the Gu Sect turn against each other all of a sudden? Under the crowd’s watchful gaze, Callan slowly removed his mask. His face was pale, and there were traces of blood on his lips. Wearing a solemn expression, he glared at Lucjan. “Lucjan, I never mistreated you. How dare you…” Enraged, he roared. However, the moment he opened his mouth, he vomited a mouthful of blood. Lucjan said, “Yes… You have treated me well all these years. If not for you, I’d have been dead a long time ago. However, a century has passed, and you have lost the ambition to conquer the world. For a hundred years,
The sky was a brilliant blue, accented by white clouds. Vast plains stretched out with rolling peaks, rivers, and seas crisscrossing the expansive land, while an aura of Spiritual Energy permeated everything. This was a new world, brimming with life and vitality, existing independently from the myriad realms.Countless cultivation resources awaited discovery here. Unending adventures beckoned the brave, and limitless opportunities awaited those with exceptional talent.This was the new world James had created, based on the Forty-Nine Daoisms and merged with his own Daoism, to resolve the Leere Tribulation and save countless beings across the myriad realms.In this world, there was no powerful Heavenly Path, no hierarchy of races, no strict rules or oppressions, and no fate governing everything. Instead, actions were judged by karma. Fortune and misfortune, as well as success and failure, were determined by karma.Though it adhered to the principle of survival of the fittest and res
“No wonder,” Lord Goyo finally understood after an extended contemplation.He distinctly remembered that back at the Yin’s Void, Jacopo, the incarnation of Waitara Path’s Soremsia, had abruptly ordered him to move all foundations out of the Dark World. In hindsight, everything now made sense. It was likely that Jacopo had foreseen all of this.Realizing this, Lord Goyo felt a chill run down his spine as cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Despite doubting Jacopo’s identity as an incarnation of Waitara Path’s Soremsia, he had followed his advice. Otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous.Snapping back to reality, Lord Goyo looked down at the Yang governor and Gladwin from his elevated position.“You fool, do you realize your mistake?”The Yang governor and Gladwin looked up simultaneously, their faces full of fear.“Lord Goyo, I truly didn't notice this. I had no idea when the Dark World was separated.”“Lord Goyo, there is something fishy about this. If James has
At the peak of Mount One in the myriad realms, the Yang Governor, disguised as James, descended with Gladwin. Both looked deathly pale, as if they had just escaped a life-threatening disaster. They were filled with panic.They stopped simultaneously upon arriving beneath a massive platform in a grand dojo.“We need to sort this out first,” the Yang Governor glared fiercely at Gladwin. “Who's going to explain this later, you or me?”Gladwin swallowed nervously. “Of course, it should be you.”“Why should it be me?” the Yang Governor scoffed. “Haven't you always claimed to be Lord Goyo's top confidant and meddled in our alliance's affairs? Now you're chickening out when there's a major issue?”Gladwin's face twitched. “This has nothing to do with cowardice. It's your duty as the leader of the Path Guardian Alliance.”The Yang Governor laughed in exasperation. “You've always been the one gathering intelligence across the myriad realms, boasting that you're better than Yegor from Skyn
That was the first thing he asked after surviving a monumental battle. James patted his shoulder. "The twenty thousand men…" "As long as it's broken," Wyot interjected, staring into the emptiness. "It's a pity the Dark World is gone forever."James wanted to respond, but the other survivors gathered around them. After the battle and the aid of the path source, they had ascended to Path Emperors, becoming top powerhouses in the myriad realms.James nodded, then waved his hand, summoning a path pearl that gleamed with holy light. The light and aura it radiated were enough to make any living being kneel before it.Just as James was about to act, Wyot knelt on one knee, followed by his warriors.James frowned. "Wyot, brothers, you have the right to stand…""We will not be Deified until the Leere Tribulation is broken!" Wyot declared loudly, clasping his fists. His warriors did the same."We will not be Deified until the Leere Tribulation is broken!"Their voices were unified, echo
Then, the Formation of Perception shook violently. When he snapped out of it, he realized that the twenty thousand Doom Race warriors led by Xezal had almost all perished.Among the remaining ones, three were losing their bodies. Hastily, James tossed three path sources into the formation, but it did not stop their bodies from crumbling."Move them out, quickly," urged Zella. "They're under immense pressure inside."James waved his hand and broke the Formation of Perception.Xezal and his remaining warriors—just three of them—appeared in the void. They were tattered and covered in blood. Their hair was unkempt, and they were barely recognizable. These were heroes who had experienced hell.Though wobbling, they stood in battle stances. Their valiance and undying will moved James. He turned his hand and covered them with four path sources, then told them to sit and heal."That's the Doom Race for you. The fact that they survived this titanic battle says a lot about their talent," Z
"Fourth, I have left some treasures for the Yaneiri Clan. They should be enough to establish yourselves in the new world. Fifth, do not be Deified. Never, ever do that. You must keep the Yaneiri Clan safe."Wynton's body contorted, plunging him into further pain. Cracks spread across his skin. "You owe me, James! You owe my clan!" he roared for the last time in his life before crumbling into dust.The light strips that imprisoned him shattered as well, and purple flames lunged at James' light wall, the shockwaves splintering it into fragments before rampaging toward the inconsolable Zella.James flew to Zella, scooped her up, and they took off. The shockwaves from Wynton's self-destruction rapidly spread, obliterating the surrounding formations.But that wasn't the end. Once freed, the shockwave rippled across the Dark World, annihilating everything in its path. Countless universes met their demise.Meanwhile, James protected the remaining Doom Race warriors within the formation,
Wynton was hysterical, but James merely shrugged. “Wynton, they say the last act people do before they die is to be kind. I see none of that in you, and you lost to me.”“And so what?” Wynton roared. “You’re just luckier than me, James! You have a Yin governor as your wife, and she has your back all the time! You would never have come this far otherwise!”James smiled. “Keep going.”“I know you don’t want to owe me any favors.” Wynton glared at him angrily. “You gave me three free attacks to repay me for sparing you in the River of Time.“Now, I’ve given you your children’s past selves back, and you owe me once more. You’re waiting for my terms, aren’t you?”James looked resigned.“Wrong,” Wynton sneered. “I won’t ask for any promises, nor will I give you any chance to repay this debt. Now, you shall owe me a favor you can never repay!”James sensed something was wrong and was shocked. “Wynton!”Wynton, imprisoned, began to burn, flames flickering and licking his body. He roare
"That’s…" The sight of that token filled Wynton with shock. "Y-You’re working with the Shadowborns?""Will you give it to me?" James shot him a threatening look.Wynton shivered, taking a deep breath. Then, a flash of purple light burst forth, and a brilliantly shining mirror flew out from the top of his head.James released Wynton and grabbed the mirror. It resonated with the token, and both items shone blindingly, responding to each other.'It’s true,' James thought. 'The Shadowborn token the master gave me before he left can sense the Nothingness Path Mirror. But why?' Questions swirled in his mind."That mirror will do nothing for you," Wynton said. "I can’t control it, so you can’t either. The only one who can is the Yin governor."He looked at James. "And she’s cleaved in two. Unless you can merge them together, the mirror will not work. However, with just your wife’s half-self, finding Wuia’s current and future selves will be a nigh impossible task."James tucked the mirr
James remained silent. He couldn't muster a response. Now, he finally understood why the Leere Tribulation had been orchestrated and the role his wife played in it.He had initially thought that by destroying the past version of Wuia concealed within the River of Time, he could hurt Wuia. Even if he couldn't stop the Leere Tribulation, he could at least delay it.With more time, he planned to gather additional clues and eradicate all three versions of Wuia, permanently solving the problem. However, his conversation with Wynton had changed his plans.Wynton observed James standing in silence and smirked. "Of course, there's a way to do this."James furrowed his brow.Wynton, brimming with glee, continued, "Kill your wife and the Light Heavenly Path. If they vanish entirely, Wuia will never obtain the Void Spiral. Even if the Leere Tribulation materializes and he returns, his strength will be no greater than before his reincarnation. You'll have enough power to fight him."That was