Blood Hand Asura

Aboard the White Jade Flying Boat.

Zhang Tie leaned against the rail, a coarse cloth sack spread open at his feet, stuffed full with over forty storage bags of various styles.

The storage bags were made of different materials and bore different embroidered patterns. He had already set a goal for himself: once he collected a hundred, he would stop. Now that he was nearly halfway there, he was in quite a good mood.

Guan Xuehan and Li Xingyun stood beside him. The looks they gave Zhang Tie had long changed from initial obedience to utter admiration.

Over the past few days, they had encountered quite a few so-called genius disciples, including outstanding talents carefully nurtured by prestigious clans and great families. Yet no matter what magic treasures they produced or divine abilities they unleashed, not a single one could last a single exchange before Zhang Tie.

Guan Xuehan had even compared himself to them in private. If he had faced those attacks, he would likely have been defeated many times over. Yet this Senior Brother Wang... remained unfathomably deep. Li Xingyun had long since made up his mind that on the path of cultivation, he would follow Zhang Tie's lead without question. As the two men's thoughts churned and they were silently marveling—

"BOOM!!!"

A deafening explosion suddenly erupted from an inconspicuous low mountain below and behind the flying boat.

It was no ordinary explosion. It sounded more like the roar of some colossal creature tearing through the earth and breaking free of its restraints!

Immediately afterward, a dazzling golden pillar of light violently blasted through the mountain's rocky layers and shot straight into the heavens! The beam was as thick as a millstone, filled with nearly liquid spiritual energy. Its majestic divine might was so overwhelming that no