Beneath a sky of crimson haze, black lightning tore through the atmosphere, casting jagged shadows over the ancient, desolate ruins. The air was thick with smoke and the metallic scent of blood as a gut-wrenching sound of metal tearing through flesh echoed across the wasteland. A young man was sent hurtling through the air, crashing violently into a crumbling mountain ridge.
Gasping for air, he struggled to his feet, one knee pressed into the dirt while his hand gripped the earth for support. His eyes, now a terrifying shade of blood-red, burned with a lethal intent. Standing before him was a woman of ethereal beauty, her long black hair dancing in the wind, her white robes pristine. She was a vision of perfection, yet she was resting cruelly in the arms of another man.
"Lin Xi!" the youth roared, his voice trembling with agony. "Why? I gave you my heart, my absolute trust. Why have you betrayed me?" His gaze then shifted to the man holding her, his eyes cold and murderous. "Huo Feng! I treated you like my own brother. I saved your life countless times on the battlefield, and this is how you repay me?" He turned back to Lin Xi, hisening his jaw in a feral snarl. "You treacherous woman... I will not let you leave this place alive!"
Fuelled by pure hatred, he lunged toward her with every ounce of his remaining strength. But his movements were sluggish; the hidden poison in his veins and the deep wounds on his body had sapped his vitality. As he reached her, a sharp, sickening sound pierced the air. His eyes widened in shock as he looked down. Lin Xi had driven a dagger directly into his Dantian, shattering his core and incinerating a lifetime of cultivation in a single breath.
Before he could even scream, her delicate white foot slammed into his chest with monstrous force. The impact sent him flying for miles until he slammed back into the jagged rocks. Coughing up a mouthful of blood, he glared through blurred vision at the couple. Then, his eyes moved to the three figures emerging from the shadows—the three cowards who had ambushed him. He knew their faces all too well.
Those three were none other than Eastern King Jin Kai, the domineering King known throughout the Eastern region for his prestige and aura. From a single toe of his, the entire East would tremble; his one command forced even the most powerful individuals to bow their heads and obey his decisions. The entire East shuddered in fear and terror of him.
The second among them was the leader of "The Chain of Blood Order," Yang Ze. It was said that he had spilled the blood of more than 10,000 people. But the most astonishing and terrifying thing was that this killer, who had taken over 10,000 lives, had never once failed in his task.
The third was a girl who was wearing a veil over her face. At that moment, the boy did not recognize her, but he had certainly heard of her; her name was Zhao Hua. However, that weak and wounded man could not understand why these three had gathered to kill him.
The five people standing before this girl were no ordinary people; they were among the most powerful and exalted individuals in this world. If it were said that the place where they lived was the entire world, then there would be no more than ten such powerful people in that whole world. All five had reached the 9th level of the Supreme Golden Immortal realm. For thousands of years, no further realm of power had been seen in this world. But today, those five had gathered to kill that one girl whom no one in this world could compete with.
At that moment, Lin Xi looked at the weak and wounded man with cold eyes. In her eyes, there was only coldness, hate, and contempt. There was none of that love, tenderness, and emotion that she used to show when they spent time together before. It was as if those charms and graces had vanished in a single moment. Looking at him, she said in an icy tone:
"Zhang Chen, what do you think? Are you worthy of me? No! How can a beautiful and dignified girl like me stay with a piece of wood like you? You spend your whole day increasing your strength and cultivating martial arts, and in the time that remains, you practice alchemy and make pills. But you don't know that during those times when you are very busy, I spend my life with my beloved Luo Feng."
While saying this, her cold eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at her lover, and both of them began to kiss and show affection to each other right before his eyes. Seeing this disgusting scene, Zhang Chen felt immense rage. Gritting his teeth in anger while looking at them, he said:
"I used to cherish your feelings. Even before you could say anything, whether it was the moon, stars, or the sun—whatever you wanted—I would bring it to your feet. Whatever precious things I found, I brought them for you, even if I needed them myself. I presented everything to you. But you rejected my love and the passion I showed you, and you repaid my love with such great enmity? If I survive today, I will tear the five of you to shreds and turn you all into ashes!"
Upon hearing this, instead of being afraid or worried, those five looked at each other and began to laugh loudly with ugly expressions, saying: "What do you think? We five have gathered here today—do you think we will let you leave alive?"
As soon as this was said, Zhao Hua, who had come closest to Zhang Chen, suddenly attacked him and struck his back with her palm. Zhang Chen had not expected that the girl who, from beginning to end, was paying the least attention to striking and wounding him, would take the opportunity to suddenly launch such an attack. This strike made him so weak that now even standing up normally seemed impossible for him.
He thought, 'If I cannot find a path to escape from here now, perhaps I will die here today.' Thinking this, he glared at the five of them with a murderous intent, intending to remember each one in his mind. Then, he gathered all his remaining strength after his Dantian had shattered, tore the void apart, and jumped into it.
Seeing this, the five of them were terrified. Luo Feng screamed, "He cannot be allowed to leave alive! Otherwise, given his bravery, his power, and his talent, if he recovers and returns, the death of us five is certain!"
Before his sentence was even finished, all five of them launched their most powerful bloodthirsty attacks at Zhang Chen. The power of their attacks was so immense that if even one of them attacked the most powerful person in the world, his survival would be difficult. But when all five attacked him at once, one can imagine the state of Zhang Chen's life and death. They began to smile, believing he could not survive. Right before their smiles, he fell into that void, and the void slowly closed.
Afterr falling into the void and enduring the devastating, bloodthirsty attacks of those five beasts, Zhang Chen was severely wounded and enfeebled. His cultivation base had already been shattered, and now, the immense spatial pressure combined with the lethal spatial blades within the void were tearing his body apart even further. It felt as though his final moments had arrived, yet he refused to surrender.
The fire of vengeance burned fiercely in his heart. Driven by this raw passion and the will to survive, he struggled with every ounce of his remaining strength. He searched desperately for an escape route—a way to exit this void and reach a world where he could hide from those five monsters and find the time to heal his wounds. He needed a path to rise again and exact his revenge. While he feared they might pursue him, he was unaware that he was a remarkable individual to even remain conscious after sustaining such fatal blows. Meanwhile, the five attackers were certain that no one could survive their combined ultimate strikes and then fall into the void; they believed he was undoubtedly dead.
Engaged in this internal struggle and fueled by a madness to escape, his body repeatedly threatened to give up due to the spatial storms, the encroaching darkness, and his mounting weakness. However, his courage, his obsession, and his iron will refused to yield. Finally, amidst the endless void, he spotted a tiny opening—a small crack. With a final burst of power, he lunged toward it, shattered the rift with all his might, and leaped through.
Upon crossing the threshold, he found himself in a new world. It was a vast realm, yet compared to the world Zhang Chen had come from, it seemed significantly smaller. As he arrived, he was stunned by the world's Aura. He couldn't help but wonder, 'Where have I ended up? Can a world with such low Aura even exist?'
But his condition was too dire for further thought. He lacked both the strength and the time to contemplate. He collapsed right where he landed, but fortunately, he had fallen into water. After a grueling struggle to pull himself out, he found a piece of a broken, floating boat nearby. He crawled onto it and slumped to his knees.
His eyes flickered with sparks of rage, hatred, and a thirst for revenge. Gritting his teeth, he vowed:
"You five... wait for me! You probably think I am dead, but by my luck, I have survived. I will surely return. I will reach such heights that I will crush your bones and turn your corpses into ash!"
With his teeth clenched, he sealed this grim resolve in his heart.
ڈڈع, .