Chapter 1 A Brutal Beginning

Boom!

Purple light rippled across the sky, illuminating thousands of miles in a single hue, filling heaven and earth as if with a violet ocean.

A domineering blade light flashed and vanished.

"Ah!!!"

A heart-shattering scream accompanied a wave of blood that splattered across the sky.

The black-robed old man's face was twisted in horror, his hand outstretched, his eyes filled with endless despair as he stared at his futilely reaching fingers.

He wanted to grab his dismembered torso.

But before his scream could fully subside, the last light faded from his eyes, and he plummeted from the sky amidst a rain of blood.

Falling into the mire.

Visible waves of blood rose from the ground, engulfing large swathes of the wind-swept, ruined forest.

A domineering and grim aura permeated heaven and earth, sweeping across all directions, annihilating everything.

The blade severed the flesh, the heart killed the spirit!

One slash, and both body and soul were extinguished!

"Yan, Old Yan..."

Qi Cang's raised arm fell limply, his eyes instantly turning blood red.

He stared intently at the distant ruins:

"It's you..."

Whoosh...

The air, displaced by immense force, rushed back, accompanied by the lingering purple light, creating a 'whooshing' sound as if the wind itself were welcoming.

Under the impact of the air currents, powerful enough to tear steel,

The boundless purple light coalesced into a massive, long, wide, and exceedingly fierce blade.

Grasped by a fair and slender hand.

Then, it was slung casually over the newcomer's shoulder.

"Feng Xinglie!"

Qi Cang took a deep breath, his heart sinking.

The blade resembled purple lightning, and the violet aura filled the sky. Few in the present era would recognize him, but in the eight thousand years of the future, this man was truly renowned.

His legends were thunderous.

Feng Xinglie, known as the 'Reincarnated Overlord'!

Rumored to be a descendant of the ancient Nine Holy Emperors, the 'Overlord,' he possessed exceptional talent and comprehension. Even more terrifying was his luck.

Legend had it that he was born carrying the fortune of the ancient Nine Emperors and the hundred schools of sages. When he was born, purple energy came from the east, and great demons surrendered. In his youth, even spiritual treasures descended from the sky.

On the day he was ennobled, the 'Overlord Spear,' dormant in the starry sky for countless years, emerged and actively recognized him as its master!

Known as the 'Reincarnated Overlord' and the 'Living Tyrant,' he was a true peerless genius.

In the eight thousand years of burgeoning fortune, he was one of the most exceptional individuals.

He possessed the potential to achieve the Da Dao Ji!

But what troubled him more was not Feng Xinglie's strength, but why he had encountered Feng Xinglie!

He had been reborn for thirty years, progressing from the realm of myriad laws, cultivating to shatter the void, just one step away from being ennobled as a Marquis. Combined with his past life's methods,

Except for encountering the Yuanyang Emperor, he believed he had nothing to fear.

But this was illogical!

His own fortune was flourishing, and his destiny was not that of a lone star destined to bring misfortune. Furthermore, his fate was linked to the 'Great Sun Celestial Child,' Yuan Duxiu, and his luck should have been soaring.

He should have been turning misfortune into good fortune, bringing prosperity to his followers. How could he have brought about the death of Old Yan, who should not have died at this time?!

Could it be...

"Oh?"

The newcomer shouldered his long blade, tilting his head slightly.

His hair was like wild grass, his eyes like purple lightning, with a hint of disdain, a touch of surprise, and a faint trace of indifference:

"You recognize me? It seems you're not a small fry."

His voice was sonorous, each syllable like the clash of gold and iron, filled with a thunderous masculine energy.

"You and I have no grievances, why did you attack my servant?"

Looking at the tall and sturdy figure before him, Qi Cang suppressed the killing intent in his heart and spoke coldly, "To attack with such deadly force, don't you think you've gone too far?"

His expression was icy, and the killing intent in his heart surged like a tidal wave, but he did not act rashly.

Facing a future apex existence, unlike the yet-to-mature Yuan Duxiu, this Feng Xinglie was truly born extraordinary.

He naturally dared not be careless.

"Too far?"

Feng Xinglie chuckled softly, his wild hair dancing, his expression unrestrained and fierce:

"Did you think I was playing house with you?!"

Boom!

The sky surged, thousands of miles filled with purple, the air currents violent, as if a sea of lightning had suddenly descended between heaven and earth.

Gang qi!

Gales!

Thunderous blood energy.

...

Various phenomena appeared in the sky, yet they could not conceal Feng Xinglie's wildly unrestrained laughter:

"Even with four eyes, you can't see that Grandpa is here to kill you?!"

The sound was even louder than thunder.

The mockery and indifference within flowed into Qi Cang's heart almost tangibly.

"Too much… Feng Xinglie!"

Qi Cang's eyes turned red, the killing intent in his heart erupting like a thousand volcanoes:

"You deserve to die!"

Boom!

Qi Cang was almost driven mad with rage.

He had hidden worries in his heart, suspecting that there might be a problem with his 'Heaven-Defying Fate-Stealing Talisman.' Now, hearing Feng Xinglie's contemptuous words, he could no longer restrain himself.

The flames above his coronet seemed to be burning.

Under the naked humiliation and ridicule, all of Qi Cang's concerns were swept away.

The moment he stepped into the sky, two world-shattering divine lights burst forth from his double pupils!

It was the supreme divine power inherited from his bloodline, awakened from his double pupils!

Double pupils were an ancient phenomenon, symbolizing that humanity had tempered their physique to its peak, every part of their body, every movement, was a divine power.

Later, after generations of deduction and summarization by the ancient sages, they finally passed down this supreme divine power that only the strongest could possess.

But double pupils were not a cultivation technique; the only thing that could be inherited was bloodline!

Among bloodline-inherited divine powers, the double pupil technique could be called supreme!

Buzz...

The four eyes of the double pupils emitted two beams of divine light.

The void was instantly pierced, and the sky for thousands of miles echoed with buzzing vibrations.

Qi Cang was extremely angry, but his attack was decisive. The moment the double pupil technique erupted, his figure retreated rapidly, and a broken, golden sword was pulled out of the void bit by bit.

Divine light flickered on it, and it was clearly a restored Marquis-level spiritual treasure!

Thirty years of rebirth, even though he wasted most of his time in the starry sky, was enough for him to find some opportunities.

The Taiyin Corpse Cloth was one, and this Star Extinction Sword was another.

Buzz buzz buzz...

At this moment, the sword light was chilling, and accompanied by the illumination of the double pupil light, even a shattered-void expert would change their expression.

"Double pupil light? Marquis-level spiritual treasure? Is this what you rely on?..."

Feng Xinglie was wild in nature, but his battle techniques were already advanced. Seeing the two beams of divine light slashing through the air like swords, his gaze also sharpened.

In that instant, time seemed to slow down.

The operation of everything tangible and intangible in the void seemed to slow down thousands of times in an instant, and the surrounding space seemed to turn into substance.

Pressing and binding his figure tightly.

"You want to kill me? Relying on double pupils alone is not enough!"

But in an instant, Feng Xinglie sneered, his expression becoming even colder.

Boom!

His masculine blood energy burst forth like thousands of lightning bolts, and amid the terrifying air currents like raging waves, he tore apart the solid-like void that pressed down on him.

Stepping into the sky, rising ten thousand feet!

The inverted long blade drew a purple blade light thousands of miles long across the sky.

In a thunderous roar, it slashed towards Qi Cang:

"Kill!!!"

...

Whoosh...

The sky was boundless, and extremely vast.

A bronze cauldron flashed through the air, its speed extremely fast, cutting through thousands of miles of void in less than an instant.

Yuan Duxiu sat cross-legged on the cauldron's lid, with the Taiyin Corpse Cloth draped over the cauldron's ears.

His expression was rather strange.

Spiritual treasures descending from the heavens to choose their masters was something that only existed in legends. And what kind of existence were those in legends?

He never imagined that he would encounter such a thing one day.

A King-level spiritual treasure appearing before him was already coincidental enough, but it was even more compatible with him, directly recognizing him as its master!

And even more terrifying than this was...

"The last treasure trove left behind before the Great Sun Gold Palace was destroyed..."

Muttering the fragments of information left behind in the bronze cauldron, Yuan Duxiu's eyes flickered.

This bronze cauldron was severely damaged, almost on the verge of being destroyed, but the things recorded in the bronze cauldron were much more precious than this damaged King-level spiritual treasure.

Because it was the treasure trove of the 'Great Sun Gold Palace'!

The most essential treasure trove of a powerful sect that once rivaled the holy lands, a sect that once suppressed the world to the point where other sects could not breathe!

Such an opportunity could be called a great fortune!

Even Yuan Duxiu, whose mind was considered calm, was somewhat surprised and uncertain at this moment.

Looking down at the churning sea of clouds beneath him, Yuan Duxiu communicated with Mu Longcheng in his mind:

"Teacher, have you noticed anything strange?"

It was necessary to be careful with opportunities that fell from the sky.

He did not understand this when he discovered the Extinction Method True Form Diagram, and the price was too terrible.

At this time, even with the treasures of the Great Sun Gold Palace, he would not be overjoyed.

"If you haven't discovered it, then naturally I haven't discovered anything either."

Mu Longcheng replied indifferently, his mind as calm as water.

He was also very surprised, but not surprised by what Yuan Duxiu had obtained, but surprised by the attacker.

He had clearly been spying with secret techniques for a long time, and had even captured Yuan Duxiu in one fell swoop, so how did he become a treasure-delivering boy?

"In that case, I can rest assured."

Yuan Duxiu relaxed slightly, and the speed of the bronze cauldron suddenly increased greatly, breaking through the clouds like lightning.

"You, are you going back to Myriad Law Tower?"

Mu Longcheng came back to his senses.

"That's right."

Yuan Duxiu nodded, and a smile appeared on his face: "It's a coincidence, my little brother is in Myriad Law Tower, and his birthday is in a few days. This treasure can be given to him..."

"You..."

Mu Longcheng paused, seeming to organize his words.

Yuan Duxiu seemed to know what he wanted to say, and just shook his head: "Teacher, he is my only family..."

"He won't care, but you will miss an opportunity to make rapid progress."

Mu Longcheng shook his head inwardly.

Yuan Duxiu's nature was pure and kind, and even though he had guided and changed him many times, it was difficult to change his nature.

But, where do you have any family left?

That's just an extraterrestrial demon reincarnated using your little brother's dwelling!

But naturally, he could not say these words.

"There will always be opportunities."

Yuan Duxiu smiled indifferently.

The cultivation of any technique was not something that could be achieved overnight. Cultivation, in particular, was a long process. Sudden progress at a certain time was just the result of accumulation over a long period of hard work.

His previous progress was something that could not be sought.

But he was now only a hundred years old and could already rival a Dongtian, and would only need an opportunity to truly condense a Dongtian and achieve a lifespan of three thousand!

So why rush for immediate results?

On the other hand, his little brother was outstanding and had many enemies. Even if he could only provide a little help, he would be satisfied.

"If Heaven grants something and you don't take it, you will suffer the consequences; if the time comes and you don't welcome it, you will suffer the calamity! Do you think you will have this opportunity again if you miss today?"

Mu Longcheng sneered.

"I..."

Yuan Duxiu was about to say something, but suddenly his expression changed, and he closed his eyes and stopped speaking.

"Hmm?!"

Mu Longcheng also seemed to sense something, and frowned in his heart.

Before he could ask,

Surrounded by golden blood energy, Yuan Duxiu opened his eyes with a shocked and strange expression:

"Teacher, it seems like I'm about to break through..."