The two finished walking around the area. Clark saw many remarkable and unique things that made him adore the place greatly.
Finally, the master led him to his dwelling.
Suddenly, a disciple landed with a crushing impact.
He spoke in a hoarse voice, a black aura gushing from him:
"Hey! Who do you think you are, to dare enter my dwelling?"
Clark, unleashing his killing intent, replied:
"What? Why shouldn't I take it? Do you think we are from the Righteous Path? The teachings of the Demonic Path state that survival belongs to the strongest, isn't that right?
So, cut the pointless talk! If you want it, the conversation will be with our fists."
Suddenly, that disciple roared with a terrifying, loud voice:
"You foolish trash! Don't you know who I am?"
"And do I care? I see you as nothing but a fart before my eyes!"
Veins bulged on the disciple's face after Clark's insult.
Suddenly, a new aura began to flow, the embodiment of a strange spirit. It resembled a giant, golden dragon, its scales entirely gold, its aura sacred and unlike anything ordinary???
The disciple spoke again:
"I think you've just pissed your pants in fear!"
Clark laughed. Suddenly, a world appeared behind Clark, magnificent and terrifying. A stellar aura no less holy than the embodiment aura of the other disciple.
Clark replied:
"What? Are you scared, you trash disciple from the King class who might surpass you? Should I answer you, or do you want me and the world to attack you together???"
That disciple neither trembled nor feared; he was amazed and at the same time thought calmly:
"He possesses an embodiment, and not just any embodiment, but a Constellation Embodiment like me. This means he has someone backing him, either an Elder or an Ancestor. But I'm not afraid; my grandfather is from the Lofty Ancestors. I can wring his neck. But there's no harm in inquiring."
The disciple spoke quickly:
"Your courage has impressed me! Who are you???"
Clark replied with a majestic demeanor, his aura becoming more radiant and imposing:
"I am the great Zou Long! And who exactly are you?"
The man replied with all dignity and solemnity:
"I am Long Tianba, grandson of the great Ancestor Long Wuhen. I know this is bullying, but principles and honor don't matter in the Demonic Path. Zou Long, do you accept my challenge?"
Clark laughed, then replied:
"A good name, Long Tianba. It suits a man who possesses a Dragon Embodiment. I accept your challenge. We don't need Elders to determine our fight."
Long Tianba replied:
"Since mercy is written upon my heart, and because I am at the peak of the Enlightenment Stage, I will give you three days to prepare yourself.
After that, we will fight, and don't expect me to be merciful!!!"
Clark laughed and answered:
"Ke ke ke, Lord Long, you are truly merciful! You've embarrassed me! If the righteous path followers saw you, they would weep from your greatness.
I will repay your kindness with this. You can take the room because I will seize it from you upon your defeat.
And since I am generous, behold this!"
Clark shouted loudly: "World!!!!"
Boom!! A loud and powerful sound echoed. The great tear in the fabric of time, time stopped.
Then Clark spoke, time frozen:
"I stopped time! Do you think I'm so generous as to just give you the room like this?"
Suddenly, the world shattered everything in that room within three seconds.
Everything was turned upside down.
Then Clark advanced towards Long Tianba.
He wanted to attack him, but...
Suddenly, yellow flames with terrifying black tips surged forth.
Clark quickly retreated in terror:
"How can he move in my world? Even my master, Tai Fei, couldn't move or do anything! Is it his flames or what!!!"
Clark jumped onto a distant pillar.
He looked at his hand; it was bleeding profusely from the burn.
Time returned.
Long Tianba looked around. Where did he disappear to?
Suddenly, he felt a killing intent coming from the pillars behind him.
"How did you disappear so fast?"
Clark replied, laughing:
"What? Are you scared now? This is my gift! Don't look down on me now! It's over. I'm leaving."
Clark jumped away.
Long Tian entered his dwelling.
He was shocked by the ruin he saw.
He screamed loudly:
"Son of a bitch!!!"
Clark laughed, hearing his voice from afar.
He walked on his way, not knowing where he should sleep. He kept walking everywhere.
He saw the dwellings; they were truly luxurious and well-designed. Even the lower-class disciples had excellent places.
Until a woman with blue hair appeared. She had a Dao Mark on her forehead, wore white robes, possessed a sublime figure, a veil covering half her face, a loose white headscarf, and a shawl over her hair from behind. Her forehead was pure white.
Clark didn't utter a word; he was stunned by the beautiful sight. His heart moved; he didn't know why his dead heart was stirred by such emotions.
The woman spoke in her beautiful voice:
"Are you the new arrival???"
Clark replied:
"Yes, what do you want?"
That woman descended in front of Clark and said:
"I've been watching you from the beginning, and it seems you don't have a dwelling to sleep in. Am I correct???"
Clark was shocked and terrified inside. Was she watching him without him knowing? Was his observation skills this weak, or what? For a girl to sneak up behind him without his knowledge, like a fool.
But he feigned innocence:
"Yes, I was searching, but it seems I got lost admiring these beautiful views. I didn't know such places existed in my village."
"Oh! You're from the villages? I didn't expect that. Since you're a disciple of the Venerable Tai Fei..."
"My master saved me from the depths of weakness and despair. My village was burned, set ablaze, the children were raped and killed.
Just to gain the favor of my great master."
This was just nonsense Clark made up to fabricate a past for himself so he wouldn't seem strange to everyone.
The woman replied:
"I apologize for my bluntness. I didn't tell you my name, though I know yours. I am a Deaconess, training to become an Elderess. My name is Xing Xue Lian, and they call me Star Blade."
Clark replied as they walked:
"Oh, Lady Xing, your name is wonderful! But what is the reason for you watching me???"
Xing Xue Lian was embarrassed and replied:
"I'm sorry if I seemed like a spy, but I want to help you. You should apologize to Long Tianba; you are no match for him."
"And how did you judge that he is stronger than me, woman? Your perspective is too narrow!"
"I didn't say this to mock you or anything, but for your benefit. He possesses the Tempered Body of the Tyrant Dragon, his body is sturdy, and flames protect him—those are the blessings of his Constellation that protect him. And I know you've seen that, since your hand is burned!!!"
Clark laughed and replied:
"Woman, you have great foresight. Well, yes, I attacked him."
"I won't ask what happened between you, but this man is very dangerous because of his Constellation. His flames are dangerous; their full potential is still unknown. So I'm telling you for your own good, you should apologize to him."
Suddenly, Clark raised his voice strongly:
"Shut up, woman! What annoys me the most are people like you. Do you think you know me? I will fight him and defeat him utterly. In the end, I'm not a fool, and I know how to deal with him.
That is the end of the discussion. Go your way, and I will go mine. I don't want any trouble."
Qing Xue Lian replied sadly:
"Why are you so harsh? I just want to help you."
Clark replied:
"I don't know who you are, woman, but you are strange. Your morals, actions, and personality don't even represent the Demonic Path. And I don't care who you are.
But really, just leave me alone."
Qing Xue Lian turned and left.
Clark kept thinking about her words. He didn't want to say he was no match or even think it, because if he retreated once, he would retreat many times. That is a well-known nature; for humans, retreating once plants unbearable fear in one's heart. So why be afraid?
Clark went to his master's dwelling. He knocked on the door.
The master replied:
"Enter."
Clark entered, his face marked by hesitation.
The master asked:
"What's wrong? Why do you look so gloomy?"
Clark sat on a chair and said:
"I've caused a serious problem."
"What? With whom???"
"With a man named Long Tianba."
The master thought while rubbing his chin, then brought a chair and sat facing Clark.
Clark quickly poured tea for his master and himself. The master spoke:
"I see. You've made a terrifying enemy for yourself. But what happened between you?"
Clark explained what happened.
The master laughed at Clark's story, then said:
"I see. So flames appeared while time was stopped, which is terrifying. But you said he didn't move by himself, meaning there's still a chance for your victory. But what's truly frightening are those flames and his body. The Tyrant Dragon Art is one of the rare and terrifying arts, even in the Immortal World.
And this youth might reach the Immortal Stage within ten years. Clark, you've truly made a powerful enemy, but there is still hope."
"But how? Tell me."
The master replied:
"By fighting fire with fire!!!"
To be continued....