Chi Ting Appears

Of course, Li Chenshuang was also self-aware; her shortcomings were equally obvious.

That was that compared to him, she was older.

However, Li Chenshuang was still rather resistant inside—she, the second chief of the Nine Li Tribe, would have to actively throw herself at a man.

But if she only became good friends with Xu Mu, what she would gain certainly wouldn’t be as good as what Xianling Nan could offer.

Li Chenshuang was truly torn. Her second tribe also had plenty of beautiful women.

Yet from the time she had spent interacting with Xu Mu, she could roughly understand his character.

As a genius like him, simple appearance couldn’t attract him at all.

Only someone like Xianling Nan, who was both beautiful and highly talented, might win his favor.

But her tribe had almost no one like that.

There were naturally a few with looks and talent, but not a single one possessed Xianling Nan’s level of ability.

...

As dusk fell,

Xianling Qi urged everyone around to stay alert, guarding against a sneak attack from the Lao Jie clan.

Now that so much time had passed, news of the two commanders’ deaths had surely reached Lao Jiexiang’s ears. Perhaps they were already on their way.

Chen Xuan sat near the entrance of the ruins, looking up at the night sky above.

Li Chenshuang and Xianling Nan were both there, waiting for Xu Mu to emerge from the ruins.

“This really isn’t our world,” Chen Xuan said, gazing upward. “The sky is full of stars, yet I can’t find the familiar Big Dipper.”

“This is the Inner Realm, so of course it’s not your world,”

Xianling Nan glanced at Chen Xuan. “It was once like the world on your side, but it shattered and broke into many fragments.”

“Then how do I get to the other fragments?”

Chen Xuan asked curiously.

“Two ways,” Xianling Nan said. “First, through a transfer station—which is your side. We go from here to the Outer Realm, then from the Outer Realm to another Inner Realm.”

She paused before continuing, “Second, you need to reach the Realm-Breaking Seventh Stage.”

“Realm-Breaking Seventh Stage?”

Chen Xuan frowned slightly.

“That’s right. The Realm-Breaking Seventh Stage allows one to withstand the space’s restrictions on the body. To put it plainly, it means being able to survive in a vacuum,”

Xianling Nan explained. “They can enter the Void from the edge of a fragment and fly to another fragment.”

“And what is the Void?”

Chen Xuan asked, curious. He had never heard his master mention any of this knowledge.

“It’s similar to a vacuum, but there are some differences. I can’t explain it clearly—just think of it as an empty world,”

Xianling Nan waved her hand.

Chen Xuan suddenly stood up from the ground, scanning the dark forest in the distance.

“What’s wrong?”

Li Chenshuang stood up and asked.

“I feel like someone is watching me,”

Xu Mu shook his head. “But I can’t sense any presence.”

Boom!

Just as he finished speaking, a sudden tremor erupted in the distance.

The trees far away were blasted to pieces on the spot. Countless splinters flew in all directions, sending over a dozen people flying backward.

At the sound, the people around quickly stirred, emerging from their tents to look around warily.

Xianling Qi pressed his palms together, then pulled them apart. In his hands, a white light sphere appeared.

He raised his hand, and the white light sphere flew into the sky, emitting a dazzling glow that drove away all the darkness around.

“Who’s there? Get out here now!”

Xianling Qi hovered high above, scanning the surroundings.

Soon, several figures flew out from the distant forest.

The leader was a middle-aged man with long black hair, appearing to be in his fifties or sixties.

He wore white armor, and across his nose was a horizontal scar that extended to both sides of his cheeks.

This man was Lao Jiexiang, the current chief of the Baishi Clan.

Beside Lao Jiexiang were several experts.

If Xu Mu were here, he would have recognized one of them—Shao Tian, the Fourth Stage cultivator from before.

Pang Xun saw this and immediately flew up high, standing beside Xianling Qi.

Below, Xianling Nan’s face was a bit pale. She had always believed they could successfully overthrow the Lao Jie clan.

But now, seeing the gap in strength in the night sky, she began to doubt herself.

Beside Lao Jiexiang stood five or six chiefs, including Canlang Bao from the Canlang clan.

Two Fifth Stage experts, plus Fourth and Third Stages—the disparity was enormous.

“Xianling Qi, Pang Xun, I won’t waste words with you. Will you die yourselves, or shall I kill you?”

Lao Jiexiang’s gaze was icy. “You managed to escape before, and I didn’t send anyone to pursue you, out of consideration for our shared clan. But instead of gratitude, you killed two of my commanders. Do you really think I’m that easygoing?”

Xianling Qi sneered. “Lao Jiexiang, the root of all this is your rebellion. You broke the rules our Baishi Clan has upheld for generations.”

“I didn’t come here to reason with you. Where is Xu Mu? He must die too! Tell him to come out!”

Lao Jiexiang’s golden eyes scanned the area below but did not see Xu Mu.

“Enough talk. Lao Jiexiang, die!”

Xianling Qi pushed his power to the limit.

A low rumble echoed across the sky as he accelerated beyond the speed of sound, charging at Lao Jiexiang.

Lao Jiexiang was a Fifth Stage expert; in his eyes, he could easily keep up with Xianling Qi’s speed.

He also unleashed his power, shouting fiercely, “Kill! Leave no one alive!”

Boom, boom, boom!

Thunder rolled across the sky as all the experts erupted with their full strength.

Canlang Bao lunged at Pang Xun, while the remaining experts charged at the people below.

Li Chenshuang controlled her Gu insects. The two corpses lying in the distance suddenly rose to their feet.

“Keep one nearby for protection,”

Chen Xuan said to Li Chenshuang. “That feeling I had hasn’t faded—someone is watching this place, but it’s not these Baishi clan members.”

“You mean there’s someone else who hasn’t shown up yet...”

Before Li Chenshuang could finish her sentence, another thunderclap came from the distant forest.

The next moment, a black-robed figure landed beside those two corpses.

The figure pulled back his black hood, revealing a gaunt, skull-like face.

He had silver crew-cut hair, and a scar ran across his left eye, cutting through the red iris and leaving a mark on the eyeball.

Xianling Nan’s face turned pale. Chi Ting had also come. She had heard of this man’s fearsome reputation.

Relying on corpses alone, he could wipe out an entire race.

“Chi Ting!”

Li Chenshuang stared at the old man, her red eyes narrowing into slits.

Now she understood that the gaze Chen Xuan had felt earlier wasn’t watching him—it was watching her.

“Chenshuang, you’ve grown more and more disrespectful, daring to call me by my name. When you were a child, you weren’t like this,”

Chi Ting said, raising his hand as a blood-red light emanated from his palm.

Suddenly, his brows furrowed together. “Hmm? What’s going on?”

Whoosh!

Xianling Cui burst forth with power, activating his technique. The ground beneath Chi Ting instantly turned white.

Boom!

Xianling Cui’s fist hurtled toward Chi Ting’s face.