With a Wave of His Hand, He Shattered All Their Pride

Su Mu hurried to the shore and found Little Mahi and Kong Yao fighting in the water by the bank!

Little Mahi had bitten down on Kong Yao's head, while Kong Yao's tail was tightly wrapped around Little Mahi. The two water beasts fought with utter ferocity.

"Stop fighting!"

Su Mu roared, but perhaps the two beasts had fought until their eyes turned red. They did not hear him at all.

Seeing this, Su Mu reached into the water and gave each of them a resounding slap across the head.

That one big slap finally knocked some sense into them, and they realized their master had arrived.

Little Mahi immediately released its teeth from Kong Yao's head, while Kong Yao also let go of the tail wrapped around Little Mahi's body. The two water beasts trembled as they looked at Su Mu with innocent expressions.

"What are you fighting for?"

"You're both my beloved generals. I was even thinking of introducing you two to each other someday."

"Well, this saves me the trouble. You two can be considered acquainted through a fight now."

As Su Mu lectured them, the two water beasts obediently listened.

Once they learned that they served the same master, the anger in their hearts vanished completely. Only then did the two beasts make peace, expressing that they had been too presumptuous earlier.

Only after seeing the two water beasts reconcile did Su Mu nod in satisfaction.

"That's more like it! We're all family, so why beat each other until your heads are bloody?"

"Besides, you're both my beloved generals. From now on, you two need to look out for each other, understand?"

With that, the two water beasts nodded.

At this moment.

Somewhere in a great world, the Sea of Chaos.

"It's over! The Sea of Chaos is about to be shattered by those two Supreme Beings!"

"Damn it! Why have two such powerful creatures appeared in the Sea of Chaos?"

At this moment, many cultivators with powerful auras looked upon the surrounding space as it continuously shattered, their faces filled with terror.

Over a hundred Supreme Experts of this world had gathered in the Sea of Chaos to vie for opportunities.

Yet they had never expected two powerful creatures to suddenly appear and begin fighting within the Chaotic Black Mist above the Sea of Chaos!

Covered by the Chaotic Black Mist, they could not see what kind of creatures those two powerful beings were. They could only vaguely make out terrifying bodies, pitch-black scales, enormous eyes, and dreadful tentacles lashing through the black mist.

When immortals fought, little ghosts suffered.

The barrier of the Sea of Chaos would not reopen for another year at the earliest, so they had no way to leave.

The aftershocks of those two terrifying creatures' battle had already battered this small world into fragments, pushing it to the brink of collapse! Once this small world shattered, every one of them would be buried here.

But they could do nothing. A battle of that level above the void was not something they could stop.

"Your Highness, if this world collapses, this subordinate will sacrifice himself and carve out a path of survival for Your Highness!"

At this moment, the Black Armor Middle-Aged Man dropped to one knee before a woman and spoke.

The woman stood upon the sea's surface, clad in purple. A faint immortal aura curled around her body. Her beauty could topple kingdoms, yet there was not the slightest emotion in her cold, beautiful eyes.

"Do you think you have that kind of strength?"

After a long while, the Purple-Clad Woman's icy words finally fell.

At her words, the Black Armor Middle-Aged Man lowered his head even further and replied, "This subordinate deserves death for speaking such wild boasts."

"When people reach the moment of death, they reveal their truest fears."

"Your heart is clearly afraid. Since you are afraid, step back."

As she spoke, an Azure Longsword appeared in the Purple-Clad Woman's hand. Her beautiful eyes gazed at the black mist above, where white light flashed continuously, and her gaze grew ever more resolute.

Since she was going to die anyway, she might as well die fighting.

Sensing the woman's fighting intent, the Black Armor Middle-Aged Man panicked, his voice trembling slightly. "Your Highness! You cannot die!"

"If you die—"

"What if I die? Everyone has a death trial. I have merely encountered mine early."

The Purple-Clad Woman interrupted him.

Was she afraid?

Perhaps fear was not quite the word. She simply felt some regret and unwillingness.

She regretted that she would die here.

She knew clearly that the two terrifying creatures that had suddenly appeared possessed strength she could only look up to. Even if she charged into the battlefield to stop them, her end would be utter annihilation.

Perhaps she did not wish to wait helplessly for this world to collapse. Or perhaps she possessed a nature that did not fear death deep in her bones.

Just as she prepared to charge alone into the battlefield and meet her death.

A Void Hand tore through the space of this world!

At that moment, everyone raised their heads and looked toward that Void Hand. The world, which had been noisy and crumbling moments ago, suddenly fell silent.

They saw the pair of Void Hands tear through space before striking toward the two creatures battling within the black mist.

With only that light slap, the two terrifying creatures instantly stopped fighting.

Everyone stared at the Void Hands in terror, their eyes wide, even forgetting to breathe. They had never seen anything so terrifying and bizarre! Those Void Hands seemed to have come to break up a fight. With a single slap, the two terrifying creatures immediately quieted down, and this world stopped collapsing.

No one dared breathe, afraid they might disturb those terrifying Void Hands!

What kind of existence was it, to be able to stop two such terrifying creatures with merely a void manifestation?

What had happened before their eyes had already surpassed the bounds of their imagination.

At that moment, the Purple-Clad Woman stared blankly at the Void Hands.

One moment ago, she had been prepared to die. The next, a pair of Void Hands tore through space, stopped the battle, and saved the collapsing small world.

Had she been saved? For some reason, she felt that the two terrifying creatures were the Spirit Pets of those Void Hands.

She was not the only one who thought so. Everyone present felt the same.

After all, ever since those Void Hands appeared, the two creatures had not only stopped fighting, but were now peacefully coexisting. They even seemed to be getting along remarkably well.

They looked nothing like the pair that had been fighting to the death moments earlier.

It felt like two children roughhousing when an adult suddenly appeared and stopped them.

At that moment, a feeling of insignificance continuously grew in the Purple-Clad Woman's heart and spread through the hearts of everyone else.

Yes, in the eyes of that supreme existence, even the playful squabbling of its children had nearly cost them their lives.

They saw it as a catastrophe, but to those creatures, it was merely a little scuffle.

They had once thought the saying, "When immortals fought, little ghosts suffered," was somewhat too absurd. But now, they felt that they did not even qualify as little ghosts. They were ants on the ground; the slightest aftershock could leave them dead and their Dao extinguished.

The Purple-Clad Woman had always believed herself proud. On the path of cultivation, she had already reached a certain level.

But what she had witnessed now told her otherwise.

She was small, incomparably small. Before truly powerful beings, she was merely a somewhat larger ant—but an ant nonetheless.

Without realizing it, the sword in the Purple-Clad Woman's hand slowly slipped free and fell into the sea.

No one dared move. They could only stare fixedly at the black mist and chaos above the void.

The Void Hands had appeared quickly, and they vanished just as quickly.

The next moment, the two terrifying beings in the void disappeared from where they stood.

With their departure, this world escaped the catastrophe of collapse, and they too had retrieved their lives from the brink.

Many of them collapsed weakly to their knees upon the sea's surface. What had happened today would be deeply branded into their hearts, never to be forgotten.

Although those Void Hands had inadvertently saved them, they had also shattered the pride in their hearts.

Every one of them was a Great Personage, a supreme mighty expert in the eyes of those outside.

Yet at this moment, they only felt small—smaller than they had ever felt before.

After the catastrophe was resolved, they slowly left with different thoughts in their hearts.

No one knew what they were thinking. Only they themselves knew.

"Your Highness, the barrier is open. Shall we leave this place first?"

The Black Armor Middle-Aged Man finally recovered from his boundless fear and asked cautiously.

He had worked his entire life so that one day he could protect His Highness.

But when that day truly came, he discovered that even offering up his life would be laughable.

He was too weak. Never before had he felt so weak.

"Take the others and leave first. I want to be alone for a while."

The Purple-Clad Woman did not turn around. She continued staring at the distant void, lost in thought.

"Your Highness."

"I do not wish to repeat myself."

Only then did the Black Armor Middle-Aged Man leave with the few people behind him.

After everyone had left, the Purple-Clad Woman walked forward in a daze, without any destination.

For a time, she seemed to have lost her direction. She did not know where she should go, nor how she could regain her confidence.

Without realizing it, she wandered aimlessly through the Sea of Chaos for one year, then two, then three. In the fifth year, she returned to the place where she had dropped her sword.

Suddenly, she raised her head, and her heart became utterly clear.

With a wave of her jade-like hand, the sword that had fallen from her grasp five years ago and sunk to the seabed returned to her hand.

Five years of contemplation, five years of enlightenment—on this day, she finally understood completely.

If I truly am an ant.

Then I will still strive to crawl upward. One day, I will see clearly who stands behind those Void Hands.

She sheathed her longsword and walked step by step away from the sea, leaving the Secret Realm Small World alone. On the riverbank.

Su Mu stood with his hands on his hips and said in surprise, "So that's how it was."

"You found a treasure at the same time, so you started fighting over it."

"We're all family. What were you fighting for? Now that you know each other, you'd better get along properly next time."

From the spiritual messages they sent him, Su Mu understood the whole reason why they had begun fighting.

"What treasure made you fight until your heads were bloody? Hurry and take it out so I can see." Su Mu asked with a smile.