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The sea breeze stopped.

The tide was gradually receding.

The rich night gradually obscured the dissipating moonlight, and in the darkest night before dawn, the whole world seemed to have resumed its most subdued silence.

The last ray of the moonlight shed on the sea. The bluish waves were slowly rising and falling, and the shimmering waves cast a dim light over the whole beach with stirring coolness. Under the dim light, the figure on the beach walked unhurriedly, as if rambling with the breeze.

The radiance in the dark eyes of Black Pupil was flowing. She shot a glance at the figure quietly, and suddenly, her expression changed slightly, with a shock which she could not conceal.

As the moonlight faded, the visibility under the night had reduced to a minimum. The person was at the extreme end of everyone’s sight and was still outside the scope of their observation. Therefore, so far, no one could see who was the young Heavenly Son Qin Weibai had mentioned.

But Black Pupil was different.

Her dark, almost whiteless eyes looked creepy, but she was gifted. Since she was a child, her range of sight and visibility were much stronger than anyone else’s. And because of this kind of advantage on eyesight, Black Pupil became one of the most valuable talents inside the Wang family of Beihai. In terms of strength, she was infinitely close to the Half-step Invincible Realm, and there was still room for her to improve. Thus, she was powerful enough to make no one look down upon her. Because of her advantage on eyesight, she was also one of the most formidable snipers in the Wang family of Beihai.

Therefore, when no one could see clearly the distance, through the dark night, only Black Pupil clearly saw the beach and figure in the distance.

The pupils of Black Pupil contracted abruptly, and her eyes became more and more focused. The so-called young Heavenly Son in her line of sight could not be appropriately described by the word “young”.

He was nothing but a youth.

Nearly three hundred meters away, Black Pupil could clearly see his body and appearance if she was focused. In her sight, it was a face not only young but even childish.

Sixteen? Seventeen? Or eighteen?

He walked calmly on the beach and dressed in the junior high school uniform in East Island, carrying a school bag. He seemed to be on his way to school.

For a moment, Black Pupil only felt that everything was extremely ridiculous.

It was absurd to go to school so early.

It was equally absurd that Qin Weibai, the second in command in Samsara Palace who could exercise power, wanted to kill a junior high school student.

It was absurd that in the vital cooperation between Wang Xiaoyao and Samsara, such a child’s life would be regarded as the oath of Wang Xiaoyao.

It was absurd that Qin Weibai said that Black Pupil was no match for this child.

Black Pupil stood there dully and forgot to speak for a moment.

The youth on the beach was getting closer and closer, and he gradually became clear in the eyes of the others.

“It’s him?”

Wang Xiaoyao finally saw the youth on the coast clearly. His eyes were wide open, and he looked at Qin Weibai with a look of astonishment. There was undisguised doubt in his eyes.

Not only the aura of Wang Xiaoyao but even the well-hidden aura of Saint and Military Counselor undulated slightly. Apparently, they also found it a bit strange.

It was a youth who still possessed the innocence of childhood, with an ordinary height and appearance, but he looked very clean, be it his clothes or face.

But apart from that, he didn’t seem to have anything of note anymore.

Deep night, boundless sea.

In a large environment, the thin figure walked quietly. He was quiet, but a little lonely.

Qin Weibai’s bright and focused eyes were still clear, but she seemed to be in a trance.

At this moment, she thought of Li Tianlan.

He was the man who was destined to appear in her fate. A few years ago, and even many years ago, was he, too, walking quietly and alone in the vast mountains, as the youth in front of her?

“What do you think of this person?”

Qin Weibai was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked. Her face was calm and perfect, but her heart was always violently stirred.

“Ordinary.”

Wang Xiaoyao shook his head and glanced at Qin Weibai. “Have you got the wrong man?”

Qin Weibai lifted her mouth with a sneer, looking unspeakably arrogant and cold. She seriously stared at the eyebrows of the youth under the mountain. Perhaps it was because the first impression was strongest, she found that his eyebrows and eyes were so clear, even a little dazzling, when she looked at him this time.

“I can’t see clearly.”

Saint suddenly spoke, and the sharp sword intent that hovered around him had completely remained dormant. There was faint hesitation in his steady voice. “I can’t see through him. It’s weird.”

“Can’t see clearly? Can’t see through?”

Wang Xiaoyao frowned, and his eyes turned again to the youth who might die in his own hands.

The youth on the beach was getting closer and closer, and at a distance of tens of meters, they could almost see the expression on his face.

Ordinary, calm, and dull.

He seemed to be thinking of something and appeared to be in a trance.

“It’s indeed weird.”

The voice of Military Counselor sounded, with the same unsearchable doubt. “He looks so normal and even a bit fake. No, it’s weird.”

“Reality and illusion.”

Qin Weibai calmly said in a soft voice.

Wang Xiaoyao, who had been observing the youth, shook suddenly, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He finally discovered the unusualness of the youth.

The darkness was pervasive.

The waves were rising and falling.

The youth in front of them was walking on the beach unhurriedly, but there was a clear, almost eerie truth to his movements. Everything about him seemed to lie before them and could be seen through, but if they looked closely, they found that the so-called seeing was no different from not seeing.

He was real, but without any emotion or temperament.

There was no disguise and self between reality and illusion. There was only real emptiness.

He was like a mass of air.

Undoubtedly, they saw him, but they didn’t seem to really see him.

Wang Xiaoyao had this strange feeling for the first time. For a moment, his hair stood on end. He even thought he saw a ghost.

Young Heavenly Son?

Juvenile Heavenly Son?

Qin Weibai’s evaluation suddenly became extremely weighty in his heart. His face was dignified, and he slowly said, “This person is not simple. Who is he?”

Such a character made him instinctively feel weird and dangerous, even frightened. This was his hunch. Wang Xiaoyao’s apparent strength was at the stabilization phase of the Thunder-shocking Realm, but his actual strength in his early thirties had already reached the Half-step Invincible Realm. Although he had not yet reached the level of Saint and Military Counselor, he was not afraid of a youth. He was worried and even fearful about the future of this youth.

If the youth was really a Heavenly Son, in the future Dark World, he was definitely a man no one dared to ignore.

Qin Weibai did not speak and just quietly watched the youth getting closer and closer. The gentle wind stirred her clothes. Vaguely, this extraordinary woman, who was regarded as a goddess by countless people in the Dark World, looked more ethereal and dreamlike.

No one knew what this youth mean to the Dark World, to East Island, or to the upcoming battle of Changdao. Military Counselor didn’t know that, neither did Saint.

If Li Tianlan was the object that Qin Weibai was going to protect in any case in the battle of Changdao, then the youth in front of him was the target that he must kill at all costs.

The two seemed unrelated, but were they really irrelevant?

The memories resounded with the sound of the tide and then turned into a huge wave, striking wildly at all his senses.

In fact, it had nothing to do with the poison of coldness or the poison of heat. It was also irrelevant to the deal between Samsara and the mysterious force. Even if there was nothing, he had to kill the youth in front of him. But after he was poisoned by the two types of strange poison, his mindset had completely changed.

“Shall I do it now?”

Wang Xiaoyao hesitated and asked. He still did not know the strength of the youth in front of him. The more he observed him, the more he felt a sense of urgency. There seemed to be an instinct reminding him of the threat brought by the youth before him. That was why he couldn’t wait to act.

He took one step forward, and there was a sudden flash of killing intent in his eyes.

The killing intent suppressed infinite sharpness, but it was very weak, almost imperceptible.

At almost the same time, the youth, who was walking silently forward and seemed to be in a trance, stopped dead in his tracks.

The distance between the two sides was tens of meters apart. Through the deepest night, the youth instantly looked up at the precipice.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoyao only felt that he had seen two stars.

It was a pair of eyes that suddenly condensed all the brilliance. They were crystal and calm, with a hint of playfulness.

The afterglow of the moonlight seemed to be concentrated on him all at once, making him look more real yet more illusory.

“Who’s over there?”

He slowly opened his mouth. The soft voice was accompanied by the hoarseness of the boy’s youthful voice, and it was as gentle as the wind blowing through the ears.

Such keen perception was simply fantastic and incredible. Although the two sides were separated by tens of meters, it was only a plane distance. One was standing below and the other above, and there was a precipice that rose from the ground. Under such a distance, the other party was able to pinpoint their location with the slightest hint of murderous intent. He was simply…

Wang Xiaoyao’s eyes had completely been focused, and the fierce murderous intent flashed through his pupils. He moved forward one step further, ready to jump off the precipice.

“Saint.”

Qin Weibai suddenly whispered.

Saint took one step forward silently.

“Go.”

Qin Weibai faintly said, “Fight a quick battle.”

Wang Xiaoyao froze. He immediately understood that even if Qin Weibai wanted him to kill the youth below, she did not want him to do it now.

What Qin Qibai wanted was just to let him end the youth’s life, instead of personally fighting with him.

He raised his eyebrows and did not speak. Apparently, the youth down there had secrets, and Qin Weibai did not seem to want to expose these secrets, so Saint was asked to attack.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyao’s heart was filled with weird feelings.

In the current situation in East Island, who was the youth that Qin Weibai secretly came to Ninghu to kill? What impact could he have on today’s situation?

Over the past few years, Wang Xiaoyao had known too much about the woman whom he fell in love with when they met for the first time. He was sure that Qin Weibai would not be in a hurry to kill such a figure if the youth below was only an insignificant figure who was irrelevant to the general trend, even if he was a young Heavenly Son.

“Okay.”

Saint responded indifferently, taking a step forward and rushing down the precipice without hesitation.

His body, wrapped in a black cloak, plummeted. The Sword Energy, like a torrential flood, stirred up the night and rushed directly to the youth on the beach.

The dull thunder suddenly rolled across the sky. As the roaring thunder fell, the Sword Energy tore the night apart. The night sky, which was hundreds of meters long, was immediately dyed by the Sword Energy into a strange, dim blue curtain. The curtain was like electricity, carrying the fierce killing intent that could destroy everything.

The Sword Energy was tremendous and formidable!

In an instant, the youth who was quietly standing on the beach completely changed.

His figure grew more distinct against the dim blue light curtain, but his momentum was more and more illusory. Under the mighty Sword Energy, the youth seemed to be dissipating between heaven and earth.

Only his eyes were still bright and clear. His gaze went through the light curtain composed of Sword Energy as well as the night, shooting directly at the precipice.

His eyes were clear and calm, but they revealed a kind of madness that had been suppressed to the extreme!

The body of Saint had already landed. In front of him, the light curtain composed of Sword Energy was still expanding. Almost in the blink of an eye, the youth was completely covered.

The Sword Energy flew wildly in the air. The yellow sand on the beach rushed upward under the spur of the Sword Energy, flying to the sky hundreds of meters high. Numerous dim blue electric arcs were dancing wildly, and the entire battlefield was suddenly turned into a bizarre world.

In the blurred light and shadows, the pair of clear but fierce eyes became more and more bright. The youth did not move, nor did he ever take out any weapons.

He just casually threw away his school bag and put his hands together.

At the moment when the Sword Energy was about to fall, the youth suddenly made a complicated and bizarre gesture with his hands.

This was a unique technique that had never appeared in the Dark World.

Unfamiliar.

Unknown.

Alaksana Handprint!

Heaven and earth didn’t have a specific form; neither did all beings.

Dense, curtain-like Sword Energy dashed furiously in front of the youth.

The youth’s body seemed to flash very slightly.

The next second, his seemingly thin body had appeared directly in front of Saint.

Quick!

Like a ghost.

Wang Xiaoyao, who had been staring at all this, had not even seen how the youth dodged the violent Sword Energy.

The youth’s hands still clasped tightly together. His fingers moved, and a new handprint suddenly took shape again.

The temperature in the air plummeted.

The midsummer suddenly turned into a cold winter, and heaven and earth seemed to become absolutely indifferent.

“Crack…”

In the crisp sound, the upper sky suddenly condensed into an ice layer, and the ice layer spread wildly, almost instantly spreading to the range of hundreds of meters.

The handprint in the hands of the youth was thoroughly formed.

“Bang!”

The ice layer that was hundreds of meters thick was completely shattered in a violent shock.

Like long spears, many sharp ice cubes continuously fell from the upper air with piercing whistles.

Heartless Handprint!

Soft wind, dark night, and cold moon.

Everything disappeared all of a sudden. The whole battlefield was left with violent killing intent and extreme indifference.

“Swish!”

Without any hesitation, Saint pulled out the long sword on his back quickly.

The boss said that he must fight a quick battle, so from the beginning, he went all out!

The snowy sword edge glittered, and something dim blue and dangerous, which was condensed to the extreme, soon pervaded the sword edge.

The youth was very close to Saint. As the sword edge was raised, the tip of the sword almost touched the youth’s chest.

The dim blue edge silently tore the youth’s school uniform. The figure of the youth had risen to the sky, and his handprint moved with his body.

His handprint had become more and more complicated, and while he was making it quickly, a lot of shadows appeared behind him.

Rose.

He kept rising.

Saint raised his sword and looked up. The figure of the youth had appeared in the air at a height of nearly 100 meters.

The fingerprint was utterly finished.

Boundless Handprint!

“Boom!”

High up in the sky, a violent thunderclap sounded suddenly. A dim blue, almost purple light spot suddenly appeared in the upper air and fell straight down.

The light spot was getting bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it became a giant, almost terrifying beam of lightning, traversing the sky and the earth!

Thunder-shocking Realm!

Except for Qin Weibai, everyone’s expression had completely changed.

This was not an expert at the basic level of the Thunder-shocking Realm, but a master who was infinitely close to the peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm.

Was it a Thunder-shocking Realm superior in his teens?

How was that possible?!

How could his body withstand the power of the Thunder-shocking Realm?

The look in Saint’s eyes had also changed.

He had already overestimated the youth in the sky, but he did not expect that he had already approached the peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm.

When Qin Weibai said that Black Pupil was no match for the youth, Saint did not think much. He thought that the youth was at most at the peak of the Fire-flaming Realm, or similar to the previous state of Li Tianlan, namely Half-step Thunder-shocking Realm. If the youth was a real Heavenly Son, he could manage to beat Black Pupil with that kind of strength. Before the fight, Saint had never expected that the youth in his teens would have the strength which was infinitely close to the peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm.

What did it mean to have a Heavenly Son whose strength was close to the peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm as an opponent?

It meant that the opponent was powerful enough to pose an absolutely fatal threat to him!

Above the precipice, Military Counselor subconsciously took a step forward.

The killing intent of Wang Xiaoyao and Black Pupil could no longer be concealed.

Especially Wang Xiaoyao, who was cold all over, felt profound fear for the first time.

In his teens, the youth became a master at the peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm. Not to mention how his body bore the immense force, his talent alone was enough to make everyone’s scalp numb. He reached this realm at this age, so how old would he be when he reached the Invincible Realm?

Twenty-five?

Twenty-eight?

He seemed to be more talented than Wang Shengxiao and Li Tianlan.

If he grew up, he would be a great threat to everyone.

Everyone!

“Bang!”

The violent thunder fell from the sky. The huge beam of lightning seemed to come from the end of the sky. An area of tens of meters was completely enveloped by the lightning which was expanded to the extreme. When viewed from above, it was a beam of light that broke through the confinement of heaven and earth, with the power to destroy everything.

This was the true power of heaven and earth!

The youth was making handprints with his hands, and he looked cold. At this moment, he was standing in the air, with lightning covering his body. He was as majestic as a God.

A huge beam of lightning descended from the sky and enveloped the surrounding. No one could escape from it.

In the center of the beam, Saint suddenly straightened up, raised his arms, and wielded the sword!

There was a sudden roar in the middle of the lightning, and the ordinary long sword in Saint’s hands was directly smashed. With him at the center, the air a few hundred meters around suddenly twisted and rotated wildly. Countless icicles fell from the sky and turned into power in an instant. Saint did not move, but a storm around him rose to the air several hundred meters high and went from twisted to dim blue. Endless roars of thunder and lightning gathered in the storm, and the whole space seemed to freeze.

The lightning fell from above.

The storm rose from the ground.

Strom and lightning gathered.

The fierce whistling sound, along with the ear-piercing sound, resounded throughout the surroundings.

Vast swaths of sand were swept into the air. Trees and grass were utterly crushed in the continuously expanding waves of air. The impact brought by the storm and lightning struck everything around them, and the entire precipice was shaking fiercely.

Military Counselor was calm. The airflow in front of him was distorted, firmly guarding Qin Weibai. Two kinds of terrifying forces below were constantly colliding, accompanied by the storm and thunder. However, under the protection of Military Counselor, Qin Weibai did not even have a single strand of her hair raised.

The figure of the youth fluttered with the fierce wind, and it looked even more strange and empty.

He was making a handprint with both hands.

The air seemed to have been completely torn, and the violent seaside seemed to have fallen into hell from the cold winter. The cold and bleak wind stirred up the raging sand, and the storm swirled around Saint. But as the youth made the handprint, the whole space became faint blue.

In an instant, the last handprint in the youth’s hands was formed.

The storm around Saint suddenly stopped.

Almost at the same time, a majestic, almost dazzling divine light suddenly flashed across Qin Weibai’s bright eyes.

Dead Spirit Handprint!

The battlefield suddenly became silent.

The entire dim blue space exploded with a loud crash, as if it were swept by a dull wind with the smell of ultimate gloom and death. Infinite lightning instantly swept across everything, and the whole sea became a world of lightning. The storm around Saint was torn to pieces, and even the Sword Energy was almost gone.

The youth who had been making handprints was slightly pale and finally stopped temporarily.

Saint, who had rushed to the air, now landed again in the same place. He looked up at the youth in the air quietly. Under the cover of the cloak, red blood was flowing down his mouth, as if inexhaustible.

“What the hell is this unique technique?”

Wang Xiaoyao kept breathing deeply for several times and then asked with difficulty.

There were many unique techniques in the Dark World, but some of them were not so powerful. Because the users were different, few of them could amaze the world. Some of them were extraordinary indeed, and they were more potent in the hands of the masters. The few earth-shattering unique techniques belonged to the top martial inheritance. Undoubtedly, they were of immense power in the hands of the masters.

For example, the Six Paths of Reincarnation of the Wang family of Beihai.

For example, the 24 Moves of Sword of the Li family.

For example, the Ten Skills of True Martial Arts of Kunlun City.

He had never heard of the set of handprints that the youth was making at this moment. However, these moves were mighty. He could not imagine that he actually had never heard of this martial inheritance.

The youth wounded Saint with the strength which was lower than the peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm.

Even if he was a young Heavenly Son, he was also impressive enough.

Who was Saint?

He was the top one Super Master in Samsara and one of the most powerful superiors below the Invincible Realm.

In the Dark World, he was as famous as Gongsun Qi, Azure Dragon in Zhongzhou State, Tribulation, Lord of Shadow, and Wei Kunlun, Nirvana Sword Master in Zhongzhou State. He was a top superior at the Half-step Invincible Realm and had even vaguely broken through the limits of this realm. It was just that he hadn’t really reached that realm yet.

Wang Xiaoyao did not deny that the youth was brilliant and talented, but without the best martial inheritance, there was no way the youth could have done that.

“I’ve heard my sister talk about it.”

Qin Weibai sighed softly. “This is the Immortality Handprint.”

Wang Xiaoyao’s mind went blank. It was a name he had never heard of, but Master of Samsara Palace should have mentioned this!

He looked at Qin Weibai and subconsciously asked, “Why is it named that way?”

“I don’t understand Martial Arts. Naturally, I can’t tell you the principle. It should be imitating and blending heaven and earth. It belongs to the category of momentum, the pure momentum.”

Qin Weibai shook her head.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation of the Wang family of Beihai was a combination of force and intent. It burst out in an instant and was extremely sublimated.

And the 24 Moves of Sword of the Li family was the combination of intent and momentum. It broke everything and was unparalleled in the world.

While the Immortality Handprint in front of her just sought momentum, pure momentum.

These were different paths of practicing Martial Arts. It was difficult to distinguish which was good or bad. When they were practiced to the extreme, they all had overwhelming power.

Wang Xiaoyao’s face darkened. He had never heard of Immortality Handprint. It was hard to imagine the strength of the man who had created this set of unique skills. Sure enough, it was not so easy to cooperate with Qin Weibai. He even felt that he had caused huge trouble.

“What else do you know about Immortality Handprint?”

Wang Xiaoyao was silent for a moment. Then he looked at Qin Weibai and asked seriously.

“I don’t know much. I am not very interested in Martial Arts. I just listened to my sister saying something about it. The Immortality Handprint should have twelve styles of handprints and three comprehensive styles. I don’t know the rest.”

Qin Weibai’s tone was cold.

“So…”

Wang Xiaoyao shot a glance at the youth floating in the air. He wished to speak but stopped on second thought.

“He can perform up to nine styles and a comprehensive style. That’s his limit.”

Qin Weibai seemed to know what he wanted to ask, so she said indifferently, “It is already the fourth style.”

The conversation between the two finally caught the attention of the youth.

In silence, the youth’s suspended body suddenly floated upward again. The lightning almost completely covered his entire body, making him look like the Thunder God who was in charge of thunder and lightning, fierce and indifferent.

In the dazzling lightning, the youth was as high as the precipice. The three looked at each other. Violent killing intent suddenly flashed through the youth’s indifferent eyes. He sneered, “Qin Weibai? Wang Xiaoyao? What a big scene! Hey, is Military Counselor or Saint down there? Have you thought of the consequences of attacking me?”

He spoke in standard but somewhat bizarre Chinese.

“You know me?”

Wang Xiaoyao frowned, and he smelled a whiff of intrigue more and more clearly. But tonight, there was no escape.

“If there is any disaster in the future for the Wang family of Beihai, it’s because of what happened tonight.”

The youth who had removed all the disguises said in a cold voice, and his momentum suddenly soared. When everyone thought that he was going to attack the people on the precipice, his figure flashed away from the battlefield in an instant.

His grim sneer sounded in the air. “You are not qualified to kill me. Go back and wait for my revenge.”

Wang Xiaoyao’s expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously wanted to intercept the youth. However, the figure of the youth had already arrived at the seaside in the blink of an eye, after several continuous flashes.

Wang Xiaoyao knew that his speed couldn’t match that speed.

If the youth escaped tonight…

Wang Xiaoyao’s heart sank instantly.

Under the precipice, a fierce roar suddenly rang.

Without any hesitation, Saint caught up with the youth who had already arrived at the seaside.

The youth let out a sneer. He landed on the surface of the sea and turned around sharply.

Without warning, a sudden changed took place.

The sea water under the youth’s feet suddenly exploded, and countless splashes of water surged. The youth’s fleeing figure hit the splashes, and his body instantly stepped backward tens of meters instead of moving forward.

Bomb?!

The youth was frightened and stunned but more dazed. He couldn’t tell if the explosion was caused by a bomb. If it was a bomb, how could the other party plant the bomb here in advance?

Was it a coincidence?

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

The distance of tens of meters was enough for Saint to get close to the youth.

The youth’s original indifferent face suddenly changed drastically. He yelled, “I…”

“Bang!”

The roar of the Sword Energy suddenly sounded, covering the voice of the youth. Saint held his arms high, and the Sword Energy all over him gathered like crazy. A giant sword with a length of hundreds of meters appeared above his head.

Saint clasped the sword with both hands, and the sword then chopped downward. The wild roar of the Sword Energy, which was about to split the earth, hit the ground hard.

A trace of ferociousness flashed through the youth’s eyes, and he subconsciously moved to the right, quick as a flash.

“Bang!”

The giant sword fell on the surface of the sea, and the seawater within a radius of hundreds of meters was split open. The huge impact made the youth’s body instantly lose balance, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his mouth.

No one could see clearly what had happened at that moment, and no one knew why the figure of the youth, which was far away, had actually retreated, but that was not important at all. Wang Xiaoyao’s eyes were indifferent. As soon as Saint caught up with the youth, Wang Xiaoyao left the precipice and sprinted to the seaside at top speed.

The figure of Saint instantly appeared near the youth.

There was no sword in his hands, but around him, there were hundreds of thousands of dim blue sword shadows howling madly. Long swords exploded one after another with devastating force. The whole sea shook and heaved in the violent collision.

Wang Xiaoyao’s figure was approaching the seaside at a very fast speed. If the youth escaped, the whole Wang family of Beihai would have a formidable enemy in the future. The Wang family of Beihai was not afraid of getting into trouble, but it was better to save trouble. Therefore, this time, he didn’t hide his strength at all. Amidst the roars of thunder and the sea, his body rushed straight into the battlefield, carrying lightning.

The two sides were tens of meters apart.

Wang Xiaoyao opened his hands, and a huge sword, which was tens of meters long, suddenly condensed in his hands.

The giant sword was heavy and sharp. With almost unstoppable sharpness, it flipped in the hands of Wang Xiaoyao.

Wang Xiaoyao held the sword and swept across the surroundings.

The infinite seawater was burst open. As if it was separating heaven from earth, the giant sword swept across the youth with massive and unstoppable sword intent. Endless killing intent suddenly broke out on the sea.

Six Paths of Reincarnation, Sword of King Path!

A trace of undisguised eagerness finally appeared in the cold eyes of the youth. He suddenly said, “I am…”

“Boom!”

Thousands of long swords once again rushed out of the water, and the roar was intentionally made to cover up the words of the youth. Countless long swords condensed by the seawater glittered with lightning and rushed to the back of the youth.

Saint remained silent and made up his mind not to let the youth speak anymore.

“You!”

Anger made its appearance in the youth’s eyes.

Saint’s Sword Energy and Wang Xiaoyao’s sword intent almost shrouded the youth at the same time.

The youth seemed to know that it was impossible for him to have a good end today, so he was completely crazy.

His whole body was shining with lightning. Facing the siege of Saint and Wang Xiaoyao, he chose to fight them desperately instead of retreating.

“Go to hell!”

The youth screamed with all his might, and he made another handprint with both hands again.

Amidst the lightning, a vast expanse of seawater suddenly fluctuated and surged.

The waves were turned upside down, and the inexhaustible seawater rose rapidly.

Vast Ocean Handprint!

In the roar that seemed to be able to destroy the world, infinite seawater rushed into the sky.

For a moment, the earth and sky were turned upside down.

The sea turned into a mountain and became the sky.

The calm sea suddenly set off a huge wave which was more than 1,000 feet high, and the wave kept rising, almost covering the sky.

In the almost suffocating scene, the huge wave crashed down with irresistible force.

The youth’s look was icy cold. At this moment, there was dazzling grace about his every move. His momentum was so powerful that it was almost able to separate heaven from earth.

The huge wave carried the power that was mighty enough to make landslide.

The giant sword of Wang Xiaoyao and the lightning of Saint were inundated by the huge wave in an instant. Their bodies shook as they swam against the wave. The huge wave suppressed the lightning and giant sword, crashing down on the coast. Thus, the whole coastline seemed to shake. Wherever the wave struck, there was a crater hundreds of meters long.

The youth, who had been completely mad, did not stop and made another handprint.

Above the sea, his body suddenly went straight into the sky.

Milky Way Handprint!

In an instant, all the glimmers between heaven and earth seemed to have gathered on the youth. The youth was like a young deity who descended to the world. His whole body was enveloped in cold and deadly lights, and there seemed to be a vast river of stars around him.

Saint and Wang Xiaoyao instinctively raised their hands.

Above the sky, the youth, whose every move seemed to be able to destroy the world, swooped down with infinite radiance.

“Pseudo domain!”

Wang Xiaoyao screamed in shock.

The youth’s swooping body was close to Saint and Wang Xiaoyao, with the entire rive of stars and sky.

The figures of Saint and Wang Xiaoyao were falling into the deep sea with the fall of the youth. Monstrous lightning spread across the sea. Something dim blue constantly rose and spread over the sea. The whole sea began to revolve crazily around the youth.

Attack.

The youth was taking the initiative to attack.

The youth who had made up his mind had the boldness that ignored life and death. The moment the three people fell into the sea, the new handprint was formed again.

Samsara Handprint!

The dim blue sea surface suddenly became a vortex that was huge enough to devour everything. Saint and Wang Xiaoyao, who had no time to adjust their bodies, kept rotating with the vortex, and their bodies were almost completely out of balance.

This was not a pseudo domain, but it could make the body lose control. Wasn’t it a pseudo domain in another sense?

Infinite lightning was constantly condensing in the vortex. One bolt after another, the lightning kept striking Wang Xiaoyao’s body. Wang Xiaoyao’s body shook violently, and his strong aura instantly became weak.

Saint abruptly snorted. In the whirling vortex, a blazing flame immediately began to burn on the sea. The giant vortex was evaporated so fast that even a large amount of lightning began to be obliterated completely.

The youth roared. Once again, his body was in the air, and his hands were making a handprint.

Heaven Handprint!

The sea calmed down after the disturbance.

There was no abnormal phenomenon in the sky.

The youth’s eyes were blood red, and as the handprint was completed, his aura instantly soared.

The peak of the Thunder-shocking Realm!

Saint and Wang Xiaoyao were stunned.

How similar was this handprint to Against the Way of Heaven—the unique skill of the Wang family of Beihai?

The youth’s handprint was completed, but he did not stop. His face was ghostly pale, but he acted more and more determinedly, with pride and coldness that no one could offend.

The ninth handprint.

Divine Punishment Handprint!

The light around the youth’s body suddenly expanded and instantly spread into a halo with a radius of hundreds of meters.

The handprint had been completed.

In the resounding thunder, countless bolts of lightning appeared in the air out of nowhere; ten, hundred, thousand…

Within a radius of hundreds of meters, the area enveloped by the halo instantly became an inferno of lightning.

Saint resisted with all his strength, but to his surprise, he found that all the lightning, the fire, and even the ice were taken out of the halo. He could only rely on the sword and the Sword Energy.

Dense thunderbolts fell from the sky without a stop, as if the sky was furious.

Wang Xiaoyao could hardly stand the attacks, and he coughed up blood. He held on, shoot a glance at Saint subconsciously and smiled bitterly.

Although Saint was doing his best, he did not perform all his unique techniques.

His so-called full strength was nothing but the power of this realm. From beginning to end, his sword only had Sword Energy but no sword intent.

It went without saying what that meant.

Among the 12 Super Masters of Samsara, the other Super Masters may be mysterious, but after all, there were traces to find out their origin. However, there was no intelligence to gather about Military Counselor and Saint. They seemed to come out of nowhere. It showed that the two most mysterious Super Masters were so well hidden that no one knew who they really were.

Sword intent was the easiest clue to where a person really came from.

But Saint hadn’t revealed the slightest trace of sword intent from the beginning to end. In other words, he hadn’t used any unique techniques.

If it hadn’t been for that reason, Wang Xiaoyao would not have been put in a pickle.

“Is he trying to hide his identity at this time?” Wang Xiaoyao thought.

He spat out blood and gradually lost consciousness.

Finally, the lightning in the air had all fallen.

In the night, the youth’s indifferent and arrogant voice rang again, with extreme killing intent and undisguised weakness. “I’ll send you to hell!”

He began to make handprints with both hands again. This time, he did it much faster than before, but the process took much more time. Handprints were quickly completed. The previous strong aura of the youth instantly became extremely weak, but he continued to make handprints.

Wang Xiaoyao suddenly thought of the words of Qin Weibai.

His lips moved, and he said forcibly, “Is it a comprehensive style?”

“Bang!”

The world seemed to shake suddenly.

The youth had finished making handprints, and infinite light burst from him. It was the light harsh enough to conceal everything, with the sharpness which was enough to stir the whole world.

Behind the Immortality Handprint, it was actually the edge of the sword!

There was no thunder, flame, or ice in the light.

Only the wind.

Light and soft.

Ethereal.

The wind… was able to destroy everything!

Comprehensive style—Empty & Infinite!

The heavens and the earth were empty, but the deadly danger was infinite.

Saint’s eyes widened suddenly in disbelief, but soon, he reacted with a long shout and jumped up.

His body disappeared into the light completely.

No one could see this clearly. They only felt that the earth and the sky were moving, because the light completely blotted out all the images.

In the roar of reluctance and despair of the youth, the extremely dangerous light and the sharpness immediately expanded and burst. The sword intent, too complicated to identify, surged and was scattered. In the light, the figures of Saint and the youth fell from the sky at the same time.

The youth’s mouth was full of blood, and there seemed to be bits of the tongue.

Saint was slightly better than the youth when they exchanged the last round of attacks. However, he deliberately minced the youth’s tongue. In the end, it was a lose-lose outcome.

From beginning to end, Saint did not allow the youth to say more.

They didn’t even know his name.

The youth’s body fell to the ground, and his aura was weak, but he looked unusually calm.

The battlefield calmed down completely.

Light footsteps penetrated the night.

Qin Weibai had gone down the precipice without knowing when. She came to the youth and looked into his eyes with a calm expression.

When the youth saw Qin Weibai, his face was no longer calm, and he suddenly became excited. He stared at Qin Weibai and made some noises, struggling to move to her. Although he could not speak, everyone could feel the reluctance and questioning in his eyes.

Nevertheless, there was only a complicated look in Qin Weibai’s eyes.

“Do you want to know why I intend to kill you?”

Qin Weibai looked at the youth and suddenly asked softly.

The youth stopped struggling and moving his body. He just stared at Qin Weibai’s dreamlike, perfect appearance, and breathed heavily.

“Because some people seem to have no weaknesses, but their biggest weakness is responsibility. He is, and so is he.”

Qin Weibai calmly added, “But the last thing I happen to have is responsibility.”

The youth narrowed his eyes and seemed to be somewhat relieved, but his eyes immediately turned cold and mocking.

Qin Weibai’s eyes gradually became cold, with a little bit of unclear hatred. The look in the youth’s eyes seemed to irritate her. She said coldly, “I know you are not convinced, but I’m not going to give you a chance. Your journey of becoming a Heavenly Son ends here.”

The youth was not reconciled to this result. He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

Qin Weibai turned her head and looked at Wang Xiaoyao, who was weak and still awake.

“Kill him.”

She said in a soft voice.

Wang Xiaoyao hesitated, but he still came over.

“I’d like to see it with my own eyes.”

Qin Weibai’s tone was as light as the wind, but it was mixed with the snow in the deep winter. “I’d like to see you kill him and turn him to ashes with my own eyes!”

To turn him to ashes!

How deep was this obsession?

Wang Xiaoyao’s body trembled a little, and a long sword condensed from lightning was formed in his hand. He hesitated, but finally raised his hand and directly pierced the throat of the youth with a single move.

The vitality of the youth quickly disappeared, and he eventually turned into a pile of ashes under the dazzling lightning.

A Heavenly Son died.

Qin Weibai turned and left with a calm expression.

The young Heavenly Son was not famous when he was alive, and he died without anyone knowing his name.

This was fate.