The man in the crimson robe abruptly halted in mid-air, his heart pounding with unease as he witnessed the unsettling phenomenon unfolding before him. A swirling darkness enveloped the surroundings, shrouding everything within a five-meter radius from his suspended position. The deafening thunderclaps and relentless lightning strikes in the sky sent shivers down his spine. Never before had he encountered such a horrifying spectacle.Fear gripped him, causing his feet and palms to turn icy cold. Lost in a whirlwind of thoughts, he struggled to determine his next course of action. Suddenly, the disconcerting darkness dissipated, revealing a masked figure in the place where Jayson had once stood. A surge of horror coursed through the man's veins, causing his eyes to twitch uncontrollably.The chilling aura of impending death overwhelmed his senses, leaving his soul and body numb. His mind was clouded, rendering coherent thoughts nearly impossible. His mouth opened wide in terror, but bef
The following morning, the entire city buzzed with excitement as news spread like wildfire that the realm guardian had appeared just outside the gates of Mario. Every household was abuzz with fervent discussions, and countless individuals had already made up their minds to venture towards the location in hopes of attaining enlightenment through cultivation.As the city's population swarmed towards the city gate, Young Master Mike found moved in the opposite direction.The mighty slash left behind by the guardian had transformed into a vast river that meandered for thousands of miles. Even before the sun had fully risen, thousands of people had gathered on the river's banks, assuming meditative postures and delving into cultivation. News of the guardian's appearance had travelled far and wide, attracting cultivators from towns and cities located thousands of miles away. Such was the speed at which the news had spread that even the inhabitants of the distant Central Continent were compe
As Jayson caught sight of Samuel dashing away in a frenzy, a subtle twitch played at the corners of his lips. Shaking his head in mild amusement, he directed his steps toward a nearby inn. Angel trailed closely behind, matching his pace as they approached the establishment.Their progress, however, was abruptly hindered by a group of five men who positioned themselves squarely in their path. The distinct clatter of various weapons echoed in the air, with two individuals brandishing menacing axes, another wielding a gleaming sword, while the remaining pair carried a sabre and a spear.Jayson's voice cut through the tense atmosphere, his tone frigid as he inquired, "Are you looking for a fight?" Through his experiences in this unfamiliar realm, he had come to realize that reason and words held little sway over its inhabitants, who were more readily swayed by the language of brute force.The leader of the group wore a sly smirk, his chuckle betraying a hint of nervousness. He spoke, his
After eliminating the Old man, Saint Kun turned around, intending to depart. However, the plump innkeeper, who had witnessed the tragic scene, bowed respectfully and addressed him, "Saint Kun, esteemed official We owed me a sum of six hundred spirit stones."Saint Kun's expression darkened upon hearing the innkeeper's words. Not only had the inept official led him to this town in vain, but he had also burdened him with a debt."The payment will be taken care of by his family," Saint Kun replied nonchalantly. He was not one to concern himself with the feelings of others, having immersed himself in the way of slaughter.As the innkeeper realized that Saint Kun was about to leave without settling the bill, anxiety gripped him. He had no knowledge of Official We's family, and Official We himself was not a local, making it difficult to reclaim the owed amount through property confiscation. "Saint Kun, I implore you. I have no means to recover the money. Losing six hundred spirit stones wou
Jayson's gaze fixed on the bookshop keeper's hands, which held him firmly. Realizing his earlier behaviour was inappropriate, the bookshop keeper cleared his throat awkwardly and spoke, "My apologies, good sir. Please come inside; I believe I have what you're looking for."Stepping into the bookstore, Jayson was taken aback by the abundance of bottled lights and the scarcity of papers on the shelves. He coughed lightly and turned to the bookshop keeper, inquiring, "Do you happen to have a portrait of Transcendence Emperor Six Hands?"The bookshop keeper appeared bewildered by Jayson's request. Only moments ago, he had been asking for a historical book, and now he sought a portrait instead. Coughing uncomfortably, he replied, "I'm afraid I don't have any portraits, but I do possess a book that was written about him."A flicker of excitement crossed Jayson's face, quickly replaced by disappointment. He hadn't come here to delve into history; all he wanted was a portrait. "Ah, I see. Doe
Before the bandits had a chance to react, Jayson swiftly transformed into Monkey Lord, swiftly incapacitating them all.With the bandits lying unconscious on the ground, Jayson squatted down and systematically collected their storage rings, one by one. He glanced at Angel and beckoned her to join him. "Why are you just standing there? Help me gather their storage rings."Angel was taken aback. Ever since her master had returned from the forest, he had changed. He no longer took the time to guide her in cultivation like before.Setting aside her surprise, Angel obediently squatted down and began collecting the bandits' storage rings. Once they had finished, she handed them all to Jayson.Jayson wiped away the marks left by the bandits on their storage rings and inspected them with his divine sense. His eyes widened as he was almost blinded by the dazzling mound of spirit stones within the leader's storage ring."Just as I thought, robbing bandits is the easiest way to amass wealth," Ja
The villager's face contorted with rage, his veins pulsating with fury. He had never expected the village chief to be so unrepentant, and his arrogance only fueled the fire within him. He stumbled forward, consumed by anger, before Jayson swiftly moved to catch him."Why are you so angry? You're weak, my friend. If your wife were to dual-cultivate with me more, she would grow strong and be able to protect you and your household from the bandits that plague our village, constantly robbing our homes. I'm actually doing you a favour, you know? You should consider showing your gratitude with gifts later," the village chief sneered, his arrogance oozing from every word.Each word uttered by the village chief only served to intensify the villager's breathlessness. Even Jayson, who had suffered a similar fate, felt his blood boil at the chief's audacity. But his own experiences were worse."Silence!" Jayson's voice thundered through the air, directed at the village chief.The village chief s
When the village chief received the news of the bandits' arrival at his house, his tolerance for Jayson and his unruly behaviour vanished instantly. He stood tall, his chest puffed out, and declared confidently, "Bring me to them."Tee nodded respectfully and led the way to the main hall pavilion of the village chief's residence. However, before the village chief could take more than a few steps, Angel swiftly grabbed him by the neck, lifting him off the ground."Release me!" the village chief shouted anxiously, desperation evident in his voice."Where do you think you're going? Didn't I command you to lead me to the weapons store room?" Jayson responded with a sly smile, showing no signs of offence.In a fit of anger, Tee pointed a finger at Jayson, threateningly warning, "Release my master! Let me warn you, my master has a strong alliance with the bandits. If you wish to spare your life, let go of him."Jayson chuckled and exchanged a knowing glance with Angel. With a smirk, Angel r