"——What did you just say?"
Upon hearing my reply, the voice of the Great Success Rank Impermanence nearly faltered, and his gaze turned to one of terror. Having learned the answer, he finally seed to capture a faint hint of abnormality in this confrontation.
At the sa ti, I perceived sothing else in his frightened gaze. It felt as if so unknown entity, from sowhere distant, was observing this scene through his eyes. This sensation of being stared at reminded of the last ti I faced the Taoyuan Village Master’s incarnation — like being directly gazed upon by the Village Master himself. It appeared that the Village Master’s attention had now shifted to here.
I had initially considered leaving a few survivors to spread the word, but now that hardly seed necessary.
"Void Realm... Third Apostle?"
The Great Success Rank Impermanence muttered to himself, then, as if unable to accept reality, he roared in frustration, "Do you think I’ll believe that? Speak! Who the hell are you?!"
He suddenly activated the Green Light Hamr in his hand, creating a storm of chaotic smoke and debris.
Even now, he hadn’t transford into a monstrous form. It seed that upon reaching the Great Success Rank, one could fully utilize the power of a monster without the grotesque demonic transformations. Chen Long had never transford into a monster in the past, so I considered this assumption to be accurate.
The weapon explosion caused by the Great Success Rank Impermanence didn’t affect the orange-red barrier resembling a force field shield in the slightest. He himself didn’t push forward with the attack but instead used the explosion’s recoil force to retreat at high speed. Despite claiming not to believe that I’m a Void Envoy, his body betrayed his words by reacting honestly. Realizing I was likely a Great Impermanence, he imdiately moved to escape.
While fleeing, he loudly commanded the surrounding demon hunters to attack simultaneously.
In an instant, a barrage of spells ca blasting toward . Fireballs, water jets, wind blades, rock spikes — easy-to-understand attacks — alongside invisible curses and space warping fluctuations. There were even so attacks whose nature remained unknown at first glance. Yet, none of these spells managed to overco the orange-red barrier standing before . Step by step, I walked forward, appearing completely unfazed as though the onslaught was nothing but insubstantial illusions.
Just like the flas I manipulate on ordinary days, this barrier, though rely a construct of light and heat, possessed an inexplicable solid impact.
I hadn’t deeply considered this phenonon before. I simply thought that since I, in my Fire Elent Form, could freely interact with objects, then the flas I produced ought to possess the sa capability. Now, however, I began to suspect whether such an extraordinary phenonon might actually be a residual influence of the Artifact Refining Power I couldn’t fully employ for so unknown reason.
After all, my abilities don’t involve manipulating light. This current application veers off its intended purpose. My mana output efficiency has also dropped significantly. That said, it’s still a power drawn from the Great Impermanence Domain. Neither the fleeing Great Success Rank nor the ordinary demon hunters present could possibly harm . I could see that so among the enemies were also experiencing the urge to flee.
They were terrified — terrified of , the Void Realm’s Third Apostle, and afraid of dying here without purpose.
Countless tis before, I had fantasized about being soone like Xuanming or Xu Gou — a "strongman of a mysterious organization" facing off against the righteous factions. I thought such a role would be incredibly cool. As a child, I admired those enigmatic masters who made stunning appearances in fictional battle stories, and I believed such characters, whether morally ambiguous or outright villainous, were far more charismatic than righteous heroes.
Now, it seed I had "realized that dream." While so degree of pride existed in my heart, it wasn’t as euphoric as I had originally imagined.
Reflecting on it, perhaps my current position didn’t quite suit this kind of theater.
Even though I didn’t view myself as soone lofty, objectively speaking, I had already beco a major figure — a godlike entity worshipped by countless followers and holding supre power and status in Luo Mountain. Playing the role of an undercover "employee" for the Master of Divine Seal, engaging in "terrorist strikes" while masking my true identity, was a blatant mismatch with my current position.
Simply put, this wasn’t the kind of thing soone at my stage should be doing anymore. It’s akin to leveling up to 100 in a virtual ga and realizing you should focus on tasks intended for that level, not regress to missions designed for levels 50-60. My mindset no longer allowed to fully enjoy the thrill of such role-playing.
The earlier deep contemplation of the Extraordinaryism world and seeking out Liu Shuying for discussions was, in fact, sothing the past would never have done. Undoubtedly, my position and Lu Chan’s comnts, such as "I only hope the gods can show rcy in the future, letting fewer lives be lost in humanity’s turmoil," had influenced .
Still, I didn’t believe my personality had fundantally changed. It’s rely a matter of different perspectives yielding new thoughts. Conversely, if I returned to my original stance, my viewpoints and emotions would revert as well. My essence remained the sa — it was enough to confirm that.
Now, it was ti to bring this entire situation to a decisive conclusion.
I raised my palm toward the retreating Great Success Rank.
He, drenched in sweat, shouted hysterically, "Why... Why can’t I run away? WHY?!"
Three to four seconds had passed since he started fleeing. At his maximum sprinting speed, he should have covered at least ten kiloters by now; furthermore, as a monster, he possessed the skill Shadow Transfer. Being unable to escape was entirely illogical.
Yet at this mont, logic itself bowed to my will. I had decided to keep him here, and given my strength, that decision sealed his fate. Ti, space, and even destiny worked together to prevent his escape, like a maze trapping him within this area.
Even if he entered the Shadow Teleportation Gate, the exit would inexplicably erge within this zone. Remaining in the Shadow World wasn’t an option either — the shadows expelled him autonomously.
The decision of a Great Impermanence couldn’t be overturned by such trifling tricks.
Under his despairing gaze, a flash erupted from my palm.
In the ensuing roar, the entire branch base was obliterated. Like brushing a speck of dust off a tabletop, a cascade of explosions turned this section of the building into a flat wasteland.
Most people within the blast radius perished; only a few survived. Among them were the Great Success Rank Impermanence, two or three demon hunters, and victims reduced to wretched, broken forms physically and ntally alike. Their survival wasn’t due to any resilient abilities — it was solely because I chose to spare them.
While my power inherently recognized allies from enemies, the physical phenona it caused — shockwaves, flying debris — did not. During my ti as a Great Success Rank warrior, I had to heed the potential collateral damage of my destructive force on surrounding innocents.
Now, such considerations had ceased. It wasn’t that the secondary physical effects of my power could now distinguish allies from enemies or that they’d disappeared altogether. Reason didn’t matter here: within my attack range, those I wished to survive would survive.
For convenience, I had my radiance severely wound the Great Success Rank Impermanence. His soul now lay battered, his consciousness barely clinging on — the man had fallen unconscious. The sa applied to the remaining demon hunters. Additionally, I destroyed any potential link between them and the Taoyuan Village Master, making the latter entirely unable to observe this area.
High temperatures raged across the scorched terrain — a manifestation of my mana here to further sever the Village Master’s perceptions. Next, I would heal the Great Success Rank Impermanence slightly and begin interrogation.
I stepped toward my "spoils" that had been flung afar, only to be overwheld by a sudden wave of danger descending from above.
In a split second, I instinctively retreated to a distance. Almost simultaneously, as though a ground strike from a sci-fi orbital weapon had landed, the earth erupted into chaos. Like an iron rod hamring into a tranquil pond, the blast sent waves of dust and a mountainous shockwave barreling through the area, blocking my view.
Who was attacking?
The assailant was undoubtedly a Great Impermanence. I could sense such a level of mana fluctuation emanating from them. Could it be Liu Shuying? Was he finally unable to resist launching a surprise attack?
No, this mana fluctuation felt unfamiliar... Stranger still, it evoked a vague sense of familiarity, as though I’d encountered it sowhere before.
I focused my senses intently and saw a figure standing within the massive "crater." The figure, defying gravity, swiftly floated into the air. Despite the swirling dust obstructing visibility, I caught a clear glimpse of the enemy’s appearance.
A three-ter-tall armored giant encased entirely in black tal, his body shrouded in impenetrable plating, even his face concealed beneath a helt. His form resembled sci-fi renderings of power armor fighters.
I imdiately discerned the truth of this attacker’s identity.
Only one Great Impermanence has adopted this figure before.
That was none other than Xu Gou — who last year single-handedly and overwhelmingly annihilated Fufeng Base.
The identity of this sudden assailant was Xu Gou!
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