Master's Widow

"Long Aotian, you're even more despicable and shameless than I imagined." Ji Ziyan spat a ball of blazing fire from her mouth in fury, sending it streaking toward Long Aotian.

"Ji Ziyan, I told you already: your True Sun Fire may be powerful, but it can't hurt me. I've already attained Supreme status." Long Aotian roared with laughter and swept his palm forward. A gust of Yin Wind surged out, easily snuffing the True Sun Fire that could have burned even a peak expert to ash.

Ji Ziyan froze. She already knew that Long Aotian was far stronger than her, a Sub-Saint. But she had never imagined he could advance to Supreme.

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Aside from a handful of humans, neither immortals, demons, nor monsters could advance to Supreme. Sub-Saint was already the limit.

How was this possible? How could Long Aotian, that despicable, shameless, filthy scoundrel, become the first among the three realms' higher races to attain Supreme status?

"I've struggled for this day for more than sixty million years." Long Aotian laughed proudly without pause. "Everyone thinks I only became a Sub-Saint in the last tens of thousands of years, but they're all wrong. I was already a Sub-Saint tens of millions of years ago. To break through to Supreme, I wouldn't hesitate to betray Yan Chi Xing. I wouldn't even blink if I had to betray every living creature in the three realms." He burst into laughter.

"So what if you've reached Supreme?" Ji Ziyan, roused by his mad words, looked at him with utter contempt. "You've already gone cultivation-crazed. Even your intelligence has gone to pieces. Chi Xing once said that the Chaos Spirit Qi and origin restored by the Chaos Pagoda were full of impurities and violent resentment. Unless someone was a ghost, formed