New Chapter: Standing Against the Tide of History

The Mysterious Mobile Phone emitted a faint dark light, meticulously filming from multiple angles. Anyone unaware of the truth might have thought it was engaged in some serious work, utterly professional.

"Golden Years, recording beautiful life." Since it had been discovered, it promptly added its opening line.

Wang Xuan found it utterly absurd. He glanced at it. No one else had such a morbid hobby as filming memorial portraits.

Those people simply did not understand. If they knew what it was doing, they would be disgusted to death.

"Please release her first." The purple-haired woman spoke. Born Beyond the World, years of cultivation had given her an air of graceful and luxurious dignity. She remained steady in the face of trouble, as calm as ever.

The woman in red dress was a Super Peerless, yet she was now in an incomparably miserable state. Five gleaming hooks locked her down, and her ruined body was covered in blood. When she saw the Direct Descendant Successor of a True Saint Dojo, light appeared in her eyes.

Release her? How is it possible!

When Wang Xuan had fallen into their hands, he had suffered every conceivable hardship. Since arriving in the Supernatural Central Great Universe, he had never been tortured and humiliated like this.

With several crisp smacks, right before the purple-haired woman and those limit-breaking prodigies, he raised his hand and gave the captive several more face-washing slaps.

"You were the first person to slap my face." Wang Xuan held the woman in red dress by the neck. Why would he care now that she was a Super Peerless, or the personal disciple of an Anomalous Being?

"Ah..." Deep inside, the woman in red dress could not help screaming. She was filled with fury. A true immortal had treated her this way,