All of this was uncertain and based on mere guesses, so Adrian chose to retreat into his cave and observe them in secret before making any decisions.Finally, the ship docked, and its passengers disembarked one by one."Ms. Kara, would you consider joining us? Though this deserted island is hard to find, there's always the risk of something going wrong here," the young man surnamed Riggs asked."Mr. Jorge, you must be joking. The world is wide, and we each have our own paths to follow. We'll see you again when the sea route reopens after winter," Kara replied with a slight bow. Her words were firm and clear. No matter what plans the Riggs had, the Starks were not interested in participating."However, it seems this isn't an uninhabited island?" Kara turned her head, looking curiously at the stone tablet inscribed with the name "Forgotten Shore.""How strange, this island isn't on any map, yet it has a name," she mumbled.Jorge was taken aback and quickly turned to check. He hurri
Jorge seemed sincere, and Kara knew what he wanted. However, considering the many peculiarities of the island and the advantage of having Gordon on their side, it seemed wise to work together to weather the expected beast attack that night.Pacing back and forth with a smile, Kara said, "Hmph, why are you here, Mr. Jorge? My words yesterday were not a joke.""Ms. Kara, please don't misunderstand. Although I may have been an inconvenience, there is a reason. Tonight, we need to cooperate," Jorge replied. Despite being the pampered scion of his family, he was not a wastrel and had become quite adept at reading between the lines.Kara was uneasy about the upcoming battle too. Though the island appeared deserted, she sensed many dangers lurking around them. For large islands with numerous immortals, beast attacks might be fierce but manageable. These islands often benefited from the attacks, harvesting materials and inner cores from the beasts. However, for small islands with few or wea
Jorge felt increasingly overwhelmed and regretted his decision to take on this mission. If he had known it would turn out like this, he wouldn't have volunteered to escort Gordon. Frustrated, he exclaimed, "Mr. Gordon, forgive my boldness, but what exactly is the purpose of this journey? Do you still not trust me at this critical moment?"However, Jorge could not ignore his father's warnings back home. He smiled and said, "Mr. Gordon, my father was concerned something might go wrong on this trip, so he devised a plan involving you. He claimed it was to become an apprentice of a level nine master, but actually...""But actually what?" Gordon's face darkened, his displeasure evident.Jorge leaned in and whispered, "There was a famous level nine master named Ansaldo near Windia Island two hundred years ago. He was obsessed with formations but passed away before breaking through to level nine. He was known for his pride and never took apprentices or left a legacy. Mr. Gordon, our family
The sea turtles wielded formidable defense and destructive power, while the jellyfish's venom and the menacing crab added to the casualties among the Starks and Riggs. The Starks, lacking powerful immortals, faced a more dire situation than the Riggs. If they had been up against human foes, surrender might have been an option, but now they could only cling to survival desperately. In just three hours, their numbers had dwindled to around twenty.Understanding the urgency of eliminating the spirit beasts to have any hope of survival, Gordon suggested targeting the leaders. Even if they managed to survive the next few hours, few would remain alive without dealing with these beasts.Jorge then declared solemnly, "Whoever is willing to slay these beasts, I'll take care of your family forever!"Despite the promise, no one dared to risk their life. As casualties continued to rise, Gordon pointed at one of the Starks' men and commanded, "You, kill the jellyfish!"The man refused, saying d
Jorge took a sharp breath, then said in a voice filled with awe, "I assume you’re an apprentice of Venerable Sage Ansaldo. I've heard a lot about you! Our ancestor and Venerable Sage Ansaldo were close friends, and he sent me here to get to know you better. May I ask for your guidance? Thank you." He stood up briskly and gave a slight bow.Adrian was confused. He had never heard of Venerable Sage Ansaldo, but bluffing and exaggerating were basic skills in this world. With a flash of inspiration, he responded, "There isn't a Venerable Sage Ansaldo, but there is a Veritable Master."In the immortal region, even ordinary people knew about the different levels of immortality, especially a declining immortal family like the Riggs. The levels were the Body Training Stage, followed by the nine levels, nine ranks, and finally the Nascent Stage. The stages beyond that were unknown.Venerable Sages corresponded to the nine levels, while Veritable Masters corresponded to the nine ranks. In Cle
One blood-red beam of light fell over Forgotten Shore, but it burst like a bubble before ascending into the sky, and Forgotten Shore returned to calm.Adrian didn't think the abnormal celestial phenomenon was just a coincidence. He stared at Kara, hesitated for a moment, and sighed. "This phenomenon is very suspicious. Ms. Kara, please follow me to take shelter." Without looking back, he headed straight for the cave.Kara, having never seen such an astonishing scene, dared not think too much and followed closely behind. This made Adrian think slightly more highly of Kara—she was decisive in times of crisis. But as she thought of the celestial phenomenon, her legs trembled.Unexpectedly, the first-grade eighth-level expert, Gordon, followed as well. Adrian had kept him alive, seeing him as more useful than Jorge. Gordon was qualified to act as a lackey."Old man, do you know what's going on here?" Adrian asked.Gordon shrank back and said timidly, "Venerable Sage, I don't understan
Adrian grabbed the emerald slip tightly, his expression unusually grim. Sure enough, as Gordon had said, the current celestial phenomena were no different from those during the ancient invasion of the daemons into the immortal world. It seemed that the speculation of the mainland immortals was correct, explaining why the mainland factions warned against venturing out to sea.The maritime immortals, those who lived near sea borders, were very mysterious. These beast familiars attacking the islands were different from other daemons—they were primitive in intelligence and lacked spirituality. But they shared a common feature: no high-level daemons participated in the attack.As the elders of the mainland immortals had speculated, this was likely a form of sacrifice or even a summoning. The counterattack of the daemons had truly begun.Adrian was deeply troubled; just as he had escaped one dangerous situation, he found himself in another. Suddenly, he remembered the hexagram in the Prim
Gordon was somewhat stunned. Despite his extraordinary knowledge, his perspective paled in comparison to Adrian's, who had experienced rebirth. Feeling a sense of frustration, he said, "Doesn't that mean we're heading toward a dead end?""No. This time, humanity will have a long buffering period. Whether we can get through this difficult period depends on the next fifty years.""Fifty years?"Adrian nodded slightly. "I'm afraid maybe not even fifty years. The daemons will stabilize their foothold and counterattack the immortal world before that.""How do you know?" Gordon's fear of Adrian diminished, and even Kara beside him looked shocked."Because the factions value their reputations and opt to retreat rather than engage in battle."After the devastating sounds outside subsided, Adrian conversed with Gordon for a long time, gaining a rough understanding of the daemons.Adrian walked out of the cave, followed closely by Gordon and Kara. They saw blood mist spreading over the se
The Daemon Emperor was startled."What is happening? This power..."Formless energy was surging forward, pressuring his nerves and senses.Below, Andy and the others trembled uncontrollably."Who is it?" Finnian stared into the crimson mist.Even Andy was horrified, his gaze locked on the unfolding scene in disbelief, and asked, "What is this? What exactly is happening?" At this moment, Adrian abruptly opened his eyes.Apparently, the Daemon Emperor had once conspired with Adrian's subordinates to ambush him.However, Adrian had managed to annihilate the traitors and sealed this Daemon Emperor. Now, fate had brought them together again."If I killed you once, I can kill you again." Adrian stood tall, his white robes fluttering in the air.The Daemon Emperor was stunned into silence."This is impossible! You're not that mortal boy!""Is that so? In this life, your end has come, and so has the era of the daemons." Adrian's voice was calm yet resolute. He stretched out his han
Adrian's face hardened at the words. He despised threats above all else. While he understood what the mysterious entity desired, he couldn't yet fully comprehend its implications or find a way to counter it. His only choice was to focus on growing stronger.Within the hot spring, waves of raw, terrifying power surged and crashed violently against Adrian's body.The force, though beneficial, was brutal and overwhelming. Adrian's body struggled to endure, cracking as though it were disintegrating."Arghhh!"A heart-wrenching scream echoed as Adrian's flesh was torn apart and his aura gradually dimmed."Ahhh!"His agonized cries echoed once more. He could no longer withstand the pain.In the distance, a towering figure appeared and sneered. "What's this? Can't take it anymore? Pathetic. Humans are truly the epitome of stupidity."Suddenly, Adrian erupted with an explosive surge of energy, and in that instant, he broke through to the pinnacle of the Void Stage."Hmm? He actually b
At that moment, the crowd was speechless.Adrian had ascended as if it were the easiest thing in the world.Faced with such a sight, no one could say much beyond admiration. Even if the Holy Son claimed Adrian had cheated, many secretly wished they could cheat the same way.Lacking Adrian's means, all they could do was envy him.Finnian chuckled. "Haha! You really caught us all by surprise, kid. Still, I'll count this as you repaying me a favor."For Finnian, the outcome couldn't have been better. With a broad smile, he seemed to have achieved his desired result. Adrian's successful climb was all that mattered to him.Once Adrian had vanished, the focus shifted to the rest of the group and their trials.When Adrian opened his eyes again, his entire body ached, but an oddly comforting sensation flowed through him. Surveying his surroundings, he realized he was now in a pond."Where am I?" he asked.Though uncertain about the place, Adrian knew he had cleared the trial and arriv
The onlookers stared in bewilderment, their faces etched with confusion as they struggled to grasp the unfolding events.Meanwhile, Adrian seethed with barely contained rage. This wasn't his first encounter with such torment. Every few steps he ascended, another trial awaited.To Adrian, the relentless punishments felt suffocating. Yet he pressed on—this was the final stretch of the climb. "Adrian, hang in there!" Andy shouted, urging him to conquer the last step. To Andy, reaching that final step symbolized Adrian's growth. He had witnessed Adrian's remarkable resilience countless times and held unwavering faith in his potential. In Andy's eyes, Adrian was destined for greatness. Adrian's expression turned cold as he locked his gaze on the steps ahead. Determination flickered in his eyes. "If reaching the top guarantees a reward, it doesn't have to be me up there. As long as someone makes it, that's enough." With that, he shifted his focus to the void above and formed
Adrian felt as if every nerve in his body was beyond his control. A deep sense of grievance filled his heart as the divine thunder from the void relentlessly crashed down.Rage surged within him, but under the onslaught of endless forces, he felt weak and constrained.Still, he had no choice but to press forward. He knew victory was within reach if he could endure a little longer—giving up now would mean death.If he fell, the shame and humiliation would crush him.Below, the Holy Son and others waited, eager to see him fail and mock him. This left Adrian no option but to push forward, striving toward the void above and his ultimate goal.The violent forces continued to bombard him from the sky.With every step, the thunder's impact intensified tenfold. His soul, already battered from a fierce battle with a horde of beasts, now felt as though it was dragging his exhausted body forward.Anyone else would likely have succumbed to despair. After all, under such immense pressure, ev
The oppressive forces descending from the void seemed determined to halt Adrian’s ascent up the staircase.Yet he refused to yield. To him, these overwhelming challenges were merely obstacles to conquer.He pressed forward with relentless determination.Thunderbolts continued to rain down, but the ominous red light from before did not return—a relief, as he never wished to endure its crushing weight again.The memory of that light still haunted him, leaving a lingering sense of helplessness. Its suffocating pressure had drained his strength, reducing him to a gasping, powerless state.Despite the toll on his body and mind, Adrian remained singularly focused on reaching the final step. His burning desire for greater power drove him forward, unwavering and resolute.Step by step, he ascended, reaching the 95th step in what felt like an instant.Only five steps remained. His gaze locked onto the summit, and a wild glint lit his eyes. A daring idea sparked within him, consuming his
Adrian pondered his situation, his cold gaze reflecting simmering frustration. Yet deep down, he recognized that whoever had designed the staircase was far from ordinary.Creating such a formidable trial required unimaginable power.Even a pinnacle Void Stage expert—or perhaps someone of the Multiply Stage—might bow in reverence before the ladder's creator."He won't last much longer. The divine lightning in this void is utterly destructive. In moments, he'll be reduced to ashes," sneered the Holy Son, his sharp eyes gleaming with malice.To the Holy Son, Adrian's demise was inevitable. Adrian had dared to offend him, and he was certain such audacity could only lead to death.Adrian caught the Holy Son's words and cast him a frosty glare. His intent to kill was unmistakable, though now wasn't the time.The staircase was no place for personal vendettas—eliminating him here would require careful planning.He also knew the Holy Son carried seals of immense power. A reckless move co
Finnian's sharp gaze reflected a hint of admiration. "Kid, you owe me a big favor this time. You'd better treasure this opportunity."Adrian remained silent, unsure how to respond. His cold eyes revealed no emotion, though he fully grasped the challenges ahead.Fear was a luxury he couldn't afford—he'd come too far to back down now.Suddenly, a streak of red light surged from the void, hurtling toward Adrian with terrifying speed. His eyes widened in shock as the crimson beam struck him, slamming him against the staircase.Caught off guard, Adrian collapsed, sprawled helplessly on the steps.The crowd below watched in astonishment. No one had expected his seemingly indestructible body to be overwhelmed so easily.The Holy Son sneered. "Haha! It seems he's triggered some kind of taboo. Let's see how arrogant he is now!"His voice dripped with schadenfreude, his eyes gleaming with malicious satisfaction as he relished Adrian's struggle.Despite the crushing force, Adrian refused
"What exactly is up there pulling me so strongly?" Adrian's expression hardened as he pondered the mysterious force drawing him upward.A surge of violent energy erupted across the sky, crashing down like a raging storm.Adrian advanced cautiously, each step deliberate and precise.Gone were the reckless strides of before—now he moved with steely determination, fully aware of the lurking dangers.He'd learned that the void's formidable forces seemed to target him directly, compelling him to proceed step by step. Any attempt to bypass its unseen barriers would provoke a devastating strike."Ridiculous," Adrian muttered. "If I've chosen to climb, nothing will stop me."The void's relentless power intensified.Bolts of thunder hammered down mercilessly, battering Adrian's body. Yet fear never crossed his mind.What was there to be afraid of?To him, the divine thunder wasn't an obstacle—it was a crucible, a tool to temper his body and strengthen his resolve.Despite the storm, A