New Chapter 170: Identity in Doubt

Who is this young man? With a single palm strike, he destroyed the secret realm and erased the footprints of the True Saint, leaving not a trace behind.

In the Floating Boat Pure Land, in the garden where flowers and trees were piled with snow, Wu Tian and Wang Xuan stared intently at the scene in the pond, truly shocked and chilled to the bone.

In the Chaotic Space-time Sea, the boy looked up, his face covered in blood, with a terrible fist-sized hole in his forehead, completely shattered, as if he had been punched right through!

His forehead bone was missing a lot, and it was unknown when it was lost. Grayish-white brain matter was flowing on part of his face.

His eyes were lifeless, and there was no light of primordial spirit in his mind. Only some Supreme Texture were interwoven. Who punched such a powerful person into this state back then?

Wang Xuan believed that this was most likely someone who dared to challenge a true saint. He looked like a young man with delicate features, but in reality, he was a Supreme Being.

Wu Tian even suspected that this might be the ancestor of Bai Hong, Jin Yao, Ruo Nan, and others—a top-tier being who was defeated in the old era.

"He is not our ancestor, and he is related to the Iron Axe. We discovered him by chance in a vortex passage during our journey through the Sea of Time and Space..."

The Floating Boat Pure Land is crafted from the World Tree Heart, a material that is itself equivalent to a supreme treasure. It can transcend the mortal world and travel through the chaotic sea of time and space.

During a long voyage, they discovered a broken Iron Axe and a Bone Flute. After refining, the rusty giant axe could be directly controlled from the World Tree Heart.

To their surprise, when the pure white Bone Flute was played, the broken axe resonated, summoning a mysterious boy covered in blood from the Time Vortex.

He is extremely dangerous. He can remain calm when the flute music is gentle, but once he becomes agitated, he will unleash devastating attack power.

The first time, he almost destroyed the floating boat. Fortunately, the black Soul Summoning Banner appeared and barely blocked his palm strike, otherwise the place would have been completely destroyed.

"We cannot assess what era he lived in or how strong he really was," Bai Hong said.

After all, in order to avoid disaster, they lived apart from the world, and one great era the Vanished, missing many brilliant civilizations, and they had no idea about the extraordinary history of today.

"They shouldn't be from this era; I've never heard of them," Wu Tian said. He was knowledgeable and well-versed in the Supernatural Central World of today.

Wang Xuan was lost in thought. The Supernatural Center was constantly shifting. Era after era had passed, and seventeen Great Universe had changed. Some races, or more precisely, some civilizations, had survived several eras.

Against this backdrop, countless events unfolded, including the struggle for supremacy among civilizations and the rise and fall of races.

"The mighty Yangtze River flows eastward, its waves washing away the heroes of the past..." Wang Xuan could only utter such a lament.

The youth will inevitably become a being who stands at the highest point when a powerful civilization stirs up a monstrous wave, having already ventured far beyond the realm of Dao-imperialized.

"Old Saints, New Saints, True Saints, what is the relationship between them? Throughout history, from one era to the next, transcending the mortal world, what earth-shattering battles have erupted, making people yearn for them."

When Wang Xuan thought about the battles between beings of this caliber, his blood boiled with excitement, and he wished he could immediately stand in that realm and go to such a world.

Clearly, this level of competition and vying for supremacy has never ceased throughout history.

Why did the Supernatural Center World shift? Was it due to some unstoppable trend, or some unknown and terrifying internal cause? Perhaps only those at the level of true saints know the answer.

The boy whose forehead was pierced by a punch is also a being at this level. Having reached this height, why do they still have to fight to the death and cannot join forces to advance together?

Wang Xuan was filled with anticipation and excitement. The powerful beings who Dao-imperialized, such as True Saints, might be killed during the transition at the Supernatural Center, which raised serious concerns.

He longed to blow away the fog and see clearly.

Era after era, great ages have come and gone, are there any living beings that have survived from ancient times to the present day, have the most ancient saints all been wiped out?

"Come on, this unprecedented success deserves celebration! Let's drink until we drop!" Bai Hong was overjoyed; all the problems the floating boat had encountered had been resolved.

For a long time, they no longer had to worry about this pure land collapsing, and the gradually decaying magic array could begin to be repaired.

Amidst the ice and snow, the garden is ablaze with divine flowers, lotus blossoms sway in the cold, and red plum blossoms exude auspicious hues.

This was indeed a cause for celebration. Wang Xuan and Wu Tian were warmly received, and two scrolls were presented to them. One of them was very thin and contained prescriptions for six rare medicines that would greatly benefit the bones and internal Dao-imperialized.

In addition, there was a scroll of extraordinary skills, which Wang Xuan immediately recognized as being in line with the Four-Page Sword Scripture he had obtained in the secret realm.

However, this volume discusses training methods, which help improve one's cultivation, rather than specific sword manuals, Supernatural Abilities and Sorcery.

Wang Xuan and Wu Tian were both satisfied. The harvest this time was truly enormous. The scriptures, rare objects, and other treasures together formed a solid ladder for them to reach a higher level. With this as the foundation, it seemed as if an immortal light was already flowing through them.

As for what the two of them gained in the secret realm, Bai Hong, Jin Yao and the others wisely did not ask. Could anything more compare to the harvest from the black Fishing Net?

Back then, this vast net was said to be able to encompass all worlds and cover the entire Supernatural Great Universe.

"Cheers!" Even Jin Yao, a young and beautiful woman, became bold and unrestrained, swaying as she came over to clink glasses with the two of them and offer a toast.

"Let's drink until we drop!" said Ruo Nan, a woman with short, ear-length hair.

"I just want to ask, what exactly are the ingredients of the Calming Soup you gave me?" After drinking a cup of pale golden wine, Wu Tian couldn't help but want to find out.

Everything was fine until he actually encountered a million-year-old zombie in the secret realm. After he smashed its skull, the grayish-white liquid splattered on his face, and the smell stunned him.

"A small amount of pig brain was indeed added," Bai Hong said with a smile.

Wu Tian's expression immediately changed.

Bai Hong explained, "But don't worry, it's not the kind of brain fluid from a vengeful ghost that you're thinking of. It comes from the skull of a real dragon, where the Dragon Brain crystallizes and is ground into fine powder, which is then added to the Calming Soup in small amounts."

That makes Wu Tian look much better.

Jin Yao revealed a charming and radiant smile and said, "You two, would you consider staying in the Floating Boat Pure Land? Although it is isolated from the world, it is not lacking in extraordinary resources to improve your cultivation. We would very much welcome you to join us."

Wu Tian shook his head. Although the environment here was good, it suppressed the extraordinary. Staying here meant either giving up the current path or cultivating outside the island.

Even if he could cultivate, Wang Xuan wouldn't stay. Although this place is now full of flowers, he's sure that one day a true saint will descend from the sky and destroy it all with a flick of his wrist.

Bai Hong said, "Then let's agree on our future cooperation. We definitely can't take any risks in the short term. There might be an opportunity three thousand years from now. Of course, the greatest opportunity should be at the end of this era, the most chaotic time. When the Supernatural Center changes again, and the False Saint are busy dealing with the great changes and confronting their enemies, we can empty out their supreme core secret realm."

They actually have such a long-term plan. Even three thousand years later, Wang Xuan cannot be sure where he will be. It goes without saying that when this era ends, he will be even more uncertain.

But the two nodded anyway, leaving the long-term planning and cross-generational goals as something to look forward to.

"After you two depart, we too will surely be on our own journeys. I hope we will meet again in three thousand years. Take care!" Jin Yao and the others toasted the two of them.

Wu Tian was completely drunk, and Wang Xuan was slumped over the table.

When they opened their eyes again, they were no longer on the floating boat; in a flash, they appeared at the summit of World Mountain.

"I almost got caught." Wu Tian wiped the bright red lipstick mark off his face, then looked at Wang Xuan.

"Huh? Someone touched my... physical body?" Wang Xuan opened his Spiritual Heavenly Eye and saw "Qin Cheng" in the distance, whose bones were broken and tendons were torn apart.

Fortunately, it wasn't completely destroyed. This body was crafted from the body of Zi Yu, a genius who broke through limits three times, and was temporarily requisitioned by him, but now it's being tortured terribly.

Wang Xuan's eyes flashed with a cold light. Someone smashed "Qin Cheng's" head and crushed his heart with a celestial sword, destroying the foundation of his body.

"You have two sides to you," Wu Tian said.

Wang Xuan didn't hide anything from this strategic partner. There might be opportunities to join forces in the future. They had raided Zhen Sheng's backyard together, which could be considered as forging a very special "friendship".

At the same time, Wang Xuan had doubts about Wu Tian's identity as a Heaven-level creature, and his hidden strength was astonishing.

He even had some doubts about the origin of the white skull fragment on the other person's body.

"They haven't left yet; they're hiding in the distance, waiting for us," Wu Tian said, his perception indeed sharp.

Wang Xuan naturally noticed it as well. His Heavenly Eye could see through illusions and he saw several Dao Body in the distance.

Among them were powerful members of the Golden Horn Demon Race and members of the Time Cult; without a doubt, they were all beings at the Heavenly level.

Jin Xin, the Golden Horn Demon Immortal, once felt envious and jealous. Seeing other people's uncles arrive, he also hoped that his own uncle would come. This time, he actually appeared.

However, Jin Xin and the Mutated Two-Headed Man were both gone, leaving them with psychological trauma, and they had long since run away.

"Four Celestial-level creatures, two for each of us," Wang Xuan said.

"Does this even need to be divided?" Wu Tian glanced at him.

The most powerful among them was the woman from the Time Cult, after all, she had a colossus behind her who was renowned throughout the entire Great Universe.

"Interesting. Where did you go? You suddenly appeared. There seems to be a thin veil on World Mountain, indicating another world?" The woman from the Time Cult was indeed extraordinary; she had also noticed something unusual, but she hadn't dared to go in.

"You, come here, you killed my disciple Nian Mo..." She was beautiful, but her attitude was terrible, cold and arrogant with murderous intent.

Puff!

A burst of blood erupted, and her head flew into the air. Then, no matter how time flowed and the Nine Slashes of Time erupted, they had no effect whatsoever.

In the end, her eyes dimmed, her physical body collapsed, and her primordial spirit was annihilated.

"Enough with the nonsense." The snow-white skull in Wu Tian's hand shone brightly, and the runes it emitted severed the woman, showing no regard for her identity as a member of the Time Cult.

"You are... the Nine Nether Black Crow?!" Someone exclaimed in horror, taking a step back. In fact, he deeply regretted saying those words, feeling that he had lost his mind.

The Golden Horn Celestial Demon next to him was much more decisive and intelligent. Without saying a word, he turned and ran away, leaving behind an afterimage.

"Sigh, my identity has been exposed. I have to move to another star system. I have no choice but to silence them." Wu Tian sighed, the skull in his hand intertwined with terrifying patterns.

With a sizzling sound, those who recognized him were annihilated by the light. The Golden Horn Celestial Demon and another Demon Cultivator who had fled also screamed as they were struck by the light from his skull and instantly exploded.

In the blink of an eye, four Heavenly Grade Experts were killed, their bodies and souls annihilated.

"Should I address you as Senior Wu?" Wang Xuan said. He hadn't made a move from beginning to end, so this collaborator was indeed extraordinary.

Wu Tian chuckled, "You flatter me. There's no need to talk about seniors. There's something about you that makes me extremely uneasy. Let's be equals. Haha, it seems our identities are best kept private. Let's go."

Wang Xuan adjusted Qin Cheng's body, quickly reshaping the broken bones, and then the three of them flew away together.

"Only the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn has passed?" Upon arriving in the outside world, Qin Cheng was astonished to learn of the speed at which time had flowed after seeing Yan Que.

Wu Tian was also lost in thought, clearly feeling that many days had passed. He had spent a whole night just drinking in the Ice and Snow Garden, and even more time was spent traveling through the Chaotic Space-time Sea while searching for the secret realm.

Wang Xuan met his gaze; it truly was eerie, living up to its name, it was incredibly chaotic!