"And also a guest elder of our Sky family in the future," Bella said calmly, her gaze firm as she looked at the guards.
"Seeing him in the future will be the sa as seeing the two of us."
The four guards stiffened.
Shock flickered through their eyes.
This was the first ti they had ever heard their mistress issue such an instruction.
A guest elder… given authority equal to the head and mistress?
Who exactly was this young man?
But none of them dared to hesitate. They imdiately bowed deeply.
"We greet Mr. Ethan."
"No need for formalities," Ethan replied lightly, waving his hand.
"Mr. Ethan," Elara said softly, stepping forward and extending her hand in a graceful gesture, "this is the Sky family. Please."
"With such an invitation from Miss Elara and the two family heads," Ethan replied calmly, "it would be rude to refuse."
He followed Max and Bella into the Sky family estate.
Along the way, the scenery unfolded like a carefully painted scroll.
Elegant halls with curved roofs and raised eaves lined the paths. Artificial mountains stood among flowing spiritual ponds. Rare spiritual flowers blood freely, and spiritual grasses grew thick with vitality.
Yet despite the grandeur—
Not a single clan mber appeared.
Clearly, the Sky family had already received instructions. No one was allowed to disturb this eting.
Passing through a winding garden path, the group arrived before a towering hall.
This was the heart of the Sky family.
The Main Council Hall.
Ethan's senses swept outward instinctively.
The hall itself was empty.
But standing outside the entrance were two figures.
Two old n.
One wore a gray robe, his posture straight, hands clasped behind his back. His aura was restrained, but still heavy.
The other wore a black robe and leaned on a black crutch. His eyes were closed, as though blind. His face was deeply wrinkled, furrowed like dried earth—an old man who looked close to the end of his lifespan.
Yet Ethan's pupils contracted slightly.
**Ultimate Supre.**
This blind old man was an Ultimate Supre.
And not a weak one.
His aura surpassed that of Max and Bella. Compared to Tyler of the Heavenly Palace, he was slightly inferior—but only slightly. If this man were younger, the two might have stood on equal footing.
The gray-robed elder beside him was also an Ultimate Supre, though his divine power felt unstable—clearly soone who had only recently stepped into that realm.
These two, together with Max and Bella, ford the Sky family's true peak combat strength.
Just as Ethan finished assessing them—
Whoosh!
A sharp sound tore through the air.
Ethan's eyes narrowed.
The blind old man in black vanished from where he stood.
In the next instant, he transford into a streak of black shadow, rushing straight toward Ethan.
As he moved, the old man flung his black crutch upward. Dark power coiled around it as it spun rapidly in the air like a blazing wheel.
Black flas leapt and twisted along its surface, hissing like living serpents. The whistling of wind pierced the air, sharp enough to sting the ears.
Ethan's perception locked onto the crutch imdiately.
His gaze sharpened.
So this was Uncle Ghost.
Harmless in appearance—yet ruthless in action.
An Ultimate Supre who struck without warning.
"Ultimate Supre?" Ethan smiled faintly.
"Interesting."
He did not dodge.
He did not retreat.
He stood exactly where he was, straight and unmoving, like a spear driven into the earth.
Uncle Ghost's brows furrowed slightly.
His ears twitched.
In his perception, the young man ahead had not moved at all—no fluctuation, no defensive intent, no panic.
As if he had been nailed to the ground.
For a mont, Uncle Ghost wondered—
Had he frightened this youth into paralysis?
But the thought vanished instantly.
Anyone personally brought back by the Sky family heads could not be an ordinary cultivator.
"Hmph," Uncle Ghost snorted, his voice hoarse and deep.
"Junior, you don't dodge at all. How arrogant."
Fire divine power surged into his palm.
Boom!
His figure flickered, and he appeared directly before Ethan. A single palm strike descended without rcy.
Black flas erupted.
Thunder roared within the flas as arcs of dark lightning burst outward, crackling violently. The terrifying divine power compressed the surrounding air until it exploded repeatedly.
Space itself began to fracture.
Cracks spread like shattered glass, radiating outward in a spiderweb pattern, covering the entire area before the Sky Family Hall.
The power of this palm—
Was enough to heavily injure, even kill, an ordinary Ultimate Supre.
Ethan raised a finger.
Golden light blood at his fingertip.
Then—
It expanded.
Original Power surged violently, compressing and condensing into a dense golden point. Golden arcs crackled along its surface, snapping sharply in the air.
This was power pushed to the extre.
Facing divine power—
Ethan chose to counter with pure Original Power.
It was an insanely dangerous choice.
Yet Ethan did not hesitate.
He wanted to test it.
To see how far his Original Power could take him when Celestial Jade Physique Scripture was pushed beyond its limits.
Hiss!
The golden light expanded rapidly, forming a shimring barrier. The arc of power scread as it collided with Uncle Ghost's palm.
Boom!!!
A deafening explosion shook the entire Sky family estate.
Crack!
A crisp, terrifying sound rang out.
The already unstable space shattered completely, splitting apart like broken glass.
A massive space crack tore open before the hall entrance—a long, ugly scar, as if a giant blade had slashed through reality itself.
Wind howled.
The crack tried to swallow both combatants whole.
But such cracks took ti to stabilize.
There was still ti.
Enough ti for a victor to be decided.
Zila—zila—!
Golden energy and black flas entangled, devouring and grinding against one another. Lightning of two colors clashed, sparks bursting endlessly.
For a brief mont—
They were evenly matched.
Then—
The black flas surged.
Divine power asserted its dominance.
Ethan's golden barrier, mirror-like in brilliance, rapidly filled with cracks. They spread like veins across glass, deepening, widening—
On the verge of collapse.
Uncle Ghost's expression hardened.
"Original Power…" he said coldly.
"You are a pure physical cultivator."
"To block even for a mont using only Original Power…"
"You are indeed not simple."
His voice deepened.
"But this is still not enough."
"Break!"
The flas in his palm surged violently.
With a thunderous roar, Ethan's golden barrier shattered completely. The golden light dispersed like shattered dust.
Ethan's arm trembled slightly.
He withdrew his palm and stepped backward.
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