The Eternal Sect.

Jun Changxiao sat in the great hall, happily taking stock of the natural spirit stones in his spatial ring.

After finding the Demon Fiend Sect’s spirit stone mine, he had seized it without hesitation.

By coincidence, this medium-sized vein was almost depleted.

The Demon Fiend Sect had begun their inventory, preparing to send one hundred thousand spirit stones to headquarters, but before they could depart, Sect Master Jun led his people in an attack.

No wonder Yin Shangye had been furious.

After all, those were a solid one hundred thousand natural spirit stones!

The two peak Martial Emperors currently on their way weren’t interested in causing major trouble for the Eternal Sect—they just hoped to recover the lost spirit stones.

“Using these spirit stones to develop the sect will definitely boost our strength considerably,” Jun Changxiao murmured.

With more disciples, the mountain’s mine supply was becoming stretched thin. One hundred thousand natural spirit stones held tremendous value.

This trip to settle accounts had gone smoothly.

There was one small regret—he hadn’t completed any hidden tasks.

Actually, with 20,000 contribution points, Sect Master Jun wasn’t desperately in need.

What he needed were experience talismans, because he was just one step away from reaching the peak and triggering an epic quest!

“Huff!”

Jun Changxiao walked out of the great hall in high spirits.

Elder Wei stood outside, looking up at the sky with worry written all over his face.

“Elder Wei, what are you thinking about?”

“The weather’s changing.”

“It’s about to rain.”

Jun Changxiao looked at the dark clouds rolling in.

Elder Wei said gravely, “Sect Master, I have an ominous premonition.”

“What’s wrong?” Jun Changxiao asked.

Elder Wei said, “The sect has been too conspicuous recently. I fear a calamity may befall us.”

“It’s fine.”

Jun Changxiao said, “I’ve already ordered Elder Zhen to set up formations at the mountain’s base. If anyone comes to cause trouble, we’ll blast them until flowers bloom everywhere.”

After having his fun outside and returning, he’d given it some thought too.

Given how arrogant they’d been recently, those two third-rate evil sects definitely wouldn’t let this slide.

Although they had the Sect Protection Array, for safety’s sake, he’d ordered the bombing maniac Zhen Dejun to set up various formations at key points around the mountain base, just in case.

Elder Wei said, “Zhen Dechou is ultimately just an Array King. When enemies are more powerful, the formations he sets up will struggle to resist them.”

“For example, a Half-Step Martial Saint could easily shake space with a wave of their hand, breaking the formation’s foundation and rendering it useless.”

Jun Changxiao had heard of Half-Step Martial Saints before.

Strictly speaking, this was a level between Martial Saint and peak Martial Emperor.

There was no “half-step” designation for Martial King or Martial Emperor.

But there was for Martial Saint and Martial Emperor—it was a separate classification within the higher realms.

Jun Changxiao said, “As far as I know, there aren’t many Martial Saints on the Meteor Continent, so Half-Step Martial Saints shouldn’t be everywhere either. Would such high-level experts really concern themselves with worldly affairs instead of single-mindedly pursuing the martial path?”

Elder Wei said, “I’m just giving an example.”

“Don’t worry.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Everything will be fine.”

Whoosh whoosh—

At that moment, a vast power condensed from the firmament, instantly transforming into an enormous palm print that crashed down with supreme force.

This sudden turn of events made Elder Wei’s expression change drastically.

Sensing that terrifying spiritual energy, he exclaimed, “Half-Step Martial Saint!”

Right now, the smile on Jun Changxiao’s face came to an abrupt halt, and a strong sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

My Elder Wei!

You really are a jinx!

“Jun Changxiao!”

From the firmament came a furious voice that made space itself tremble: “You insulted my Ice Cold Palace—today this old one has come to repay you a hundredfold!”

Whoosh whoosh—

The enormous palm print scattered the dark clouds directly, descending from above like a meteor from beyond the heavens. Throughout the Iron Bone Mountain area, a fierce and murderous aura spread!

At that moment, all martial artists in the eight cities of Qingyang Commandery heard the roar of the Half-Step Martial Saint and saw the massive palm print appearing in the firmament.

Their faces turned pale with terror, their hearts and spirits trembling!

“We’re finished!”

Xie Guangkun’s expression filled with horror.

Once that terrifying palm print pressed down, never mind the Eternal Sect—even the entire hundred-mile radius around Iron Bone Mountain would be reduced to ruins!

Supreme power, containing an inviolable will!

Even the distant Cang Mountain Sect could clearly see the palm print, everyone’s faces turning ugly!

Jun Changxiao’s heart and spirit also trembled under the pressure, but he hurriedly activated the Sect Protection Array and shouted loudly, “Activate Spirit Armor!”

Buzz!

Buzz!

In an instant, all disciples in the Eternal Sect’s outer and inner courts released their spiritual energy, condensing armor before them, yet they deeply understood that the power was too terrifying—they absolutely couldn’t withstand it!

Were they going to die?

This was the only thought in Li Qingyang and the others’ minds.

“Damn it!”

Ye Xingchen, who had just emerged from the Training Tower, sensed that terrifying pressure and roared, “If this emperor had his previous life’s cultivation, such power would be nothing but a firefly’s glow!”

Unfortunately, he didn’t have it now.

So under the Half-Step Martial Saint’s killing move, Ye Xingchen’s body was restrained. He could only watch helplessly as the palm print descended, powerless to do anything!

“Not good! Not good!”

He Wudi’s expression also turned ugly.

He had expended all his cultivation just to escape his pursuers. Now in the mortal realm, he had to face life and death again—this was truly bullshit!

“Whoosh whoosh—”

At that moment, towering flames rose from the Eternal Sect’s outer court!

Xiao Longlong activated his second combat form, transforming into a giant. His legs kicked off, shooting out like a cannonball through the Sect Protection Array as he roared, “No one is allowed to harm my master!”

As he spoke, the barefoot little demon fairy had already appeared before him, her eyes showing unprecedented seriousness as she said, “Little ugly bug, today you and I fight side by side for our master!”

Smack!

Xiao Longlong slapped her, sending the cute little girl flying back into the Sect Protection Array.

He looked up at the descending palm print, his gaze resolute: “Annoying woman, don’t get in the way here!”

Brother Long.

A real man!

Whoosh whoosh—

At that moment, the towering palm print had already descended.

Xiao Longlong looked toward Jun Changxiao, a brilliant smile forming at the corner of his mouth. Then he raised his head as boundless flames erupted, his entire body instantly transforming into a completely crimson fierce beast.

Antlers like a deer, head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, neck like a snake!

Belly like a mirage, scales like a fish, claws like a tiger, ears like an ox!

Standing in the void, its four flame-wreathed feet each had five sharp talons like an eagle.

This was a dragon.

This was—a Five-Clawed Divine Dragon!

Seeing Xiao Longlong transform into a body representing the Chinese totem, Jun Changxiao stood dumbstruck.

Roar!

A dragon’s roar shook the nine heavens!

Xiao Longlong’s long body, carrying endless flames, rose to meet the descending vast palm print.

“No!”

Jun Changxiao roared with a savage expression.

The descending palm print was truly too terrifying. Even with Xiao Longlong’s flames at their peak, charging up was undoubtedly like an egg striking a stone!

Not allowed!

Absolutely not allowed!

Jun Changxiao’s eyes turned blood-red, a gale instantly surging around him. He drew his forty-meter-long blade directly, locking it onto the descending palm print!

Freeze!

Freeze for me!

Unfortunately, no matter how he tried to manipulate it, the palm print carrying supreme majesty continued to crash down, completely unaffected by spatial restraints.

After Bankai activation, the Unstoppable Blade was indeed powerful, but against a Half-Step Martial Saint, it truly wasn’t enough!

Without this blade, Jun Changxiao had lost his greatest trump card. At this moment, he could only watch with splitting eyes as Xiao Longlong met the vast palm print head-on.

Boom—

A deafening explosion erupted from the Sect Protection Array, and the entire earth seemed to lose all color in an instant!

Jun Changxiao’s heart bled.

Charging forward like this against absolute power, Xiao Longlong faced certain doom!

Crack crack crack—

Space over Iron Bone Mountain collapsed on a massive scale, fragmenting into pieces, like a mirror shattered to pieces.

The power of a Half-Step Martial Saint was truly terrifying!

Swish!

A streak of light shot through the formation, then crashed heavily to the ground. Xiao Longlong reverted to his original form, lying unconscious in a crater.

“Fuck your mother!” Jun Changxiao roared furiously.

The next second, he was stunned.

Because the violent energy completely dissipated, and above the Sect Protection Array stood a dignified middle-aged man. His hand pressed against the void, manifesting a tangible defensive barrier that enveloped the entire Iron Bone Mountain.

“You little brat!”

Mu Changhong turned his head and said in exasperation, “I kicked it down to save it—do you have to curse me out?”

Then, looking toward the Half-Step Martial Saint suspended in the firmament, he said, “On my territory, erupting with your cultivation so brazenly—who gave you such courage?”

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