First Meeting with the Twin Pupils Woman! A Clash of Pupil Arts!

At this moment, the Sky-Mending Pavilion Master standing outside nearly popped his eyes out of their sockets.

He saw it clearly—Ye Xuan had completely ignored the attacks from those killing arrays.

"Is this the power of the Twin Pupils?"

"Seeing through all illusions, straight to the source?"

The Sky-Mending Pavilion Master wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his reverence for Ye Xuan deepening even further.

Passing through that passage lined with killing arrays, the scene before him suddenly opened up.

No longer the green mountains and clear waters of the outside world, but a gray, hazy realm.

It felt like the state before Heaven Splitting and Earth Opening—chaotic mist swirling, Heaven and Earth Essence so dense it could barely be dispersed.

The air carried an ancient stillness, with no sound of wind or birdsong.

"Ancient Small World."

Ye Xuan took a deep breath, sensing the laws here, so different from the outside world.

These laws were older, more complete, even closer to the origin of the Great Dao.

He followed a winding stone path deeper into this world.

The further he went, the heavier the sense of weathered time became.

By the roadside, withered ancient herbs and massive, weathered beast bones lay scattered, telling tales of past glory and decline.

He walked for an unknown stretch of time.

The mist ahead gradually parted.

A solitary peak stood abruptly between heaven and earth.

The mountain was not tall, yet it exuded an aura of suppressing ten thousand ages.

And atop that peak sat a simple Stone Pavilion.

Within the Stone Pavilion, a figure sat cross-legged.

Ye Xuan halted, his gaze piercing through the void to land on that figure.

It was a woman.

She wore a simple gray robe of ancient style, its original color long faded.

Her figure was graceful—even seated, it revealed a breathtaking silhouette.

A cascade of jet-black hair spilled behind her, reaching all the way to the ground.

She was like a statue that had sat here for endless ages.

Yet even so, her peerless elegance could not be concealed.

She sat there, silent, unmoving, unshaken.

But she seemed to have merged with this world, with this chaos itself.

That loneliness was not the desolation of abandonment, but the solitude of standing at the end of the River of Time, having witnessed all splendor fade.

The loneliness of invincibility.

"Twin Pupils Woman."

Ye Xuan silently recited that name in his heart.

In the original story, she was synonymous with mystery, an undefeated myth of antiquity.

Even in this life, she was a being who could look down upon all living things.

As if sensing the arrival of an outsider.

Or perhaps sensing the presence of a kindred spirit.

That statue finally moved.

She opened her eyes.

"Boom!"

The moment her eyes opened, this once-dead small world seemed to burst into life.

Two dazzling beams of light shot from her eyes, instantly tearing through the chaotic mist.

What kind of eyes were those?

In each eye, two pupils rotated.

One large, one small; one ahead, one behind.

Deep within those pupils, scenes of Heaven Splitting and Earth Opening seemed to unfold.

Stars falling, suns collapsing, chaos birthing, all things renewing.

Life and death, destruction and creation—all cycled and reincarnated within those eyes.

Ancient Double Pupils!

A born sage, capable of seeing the origins of all things and splitting heaven and earth!

Two beams of light, like peerless Immortal Swords, crossed the distance of space and shot straight toward Ye Xuan.

This was not an attack, but an instinctive scrutiny.

Yet before a powerhouse of this level, scrutiny itself was an immense pressure.

Ye Xuan stood at the foot of the mountain, his robes rustling in the wind.

Facing a gaze that could force even a Venerable to kneel, he did not retreat half a step.

On the contrary.

A faint smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Since Senior is awake, let's greet each other."

Ye Xuan also opened his eyes wide.

"Hum—"

There was no sound, but the entire void twisted violently in that instant.

The Chaos Heavy Pupils in Ye Xuan's eyes no longer held back, operating at full power.

If the Twin Pupils Woman's eyes were the performance of heaven and earth's birth and destruction, then Ye Xuan's eyes represented the "One," the "Nothingness" that existed before heaven and earth were born.

A gray beam shot from his eyes, meeting the gaze of the Twin Pupils Woman.

Two lines of sight collided in the void.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—"

No explosion, no flames.

But at the point where their gazes met, the void directly annihilated.

The originally stable Space Law began to collapse, black cracks spreading outward.

The roar of the Great Dao echoed like thunder from the nine heavens, reverberating throughout the Small World.

Ancient Double Pupils governed the splitting of heaven.

Chaos Heavy Pupils governed the return to the source.

This was a confrontation of essence.

In the Twin Pupils Woman's eyes, the scene was of stars exploding, of worlds evolving.

In Ye Xuan's eyes, the scene was a gray, hazy Chaos—no matter what you evolved, he could decompose it, reducing it to the most primal particles.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

On the mountaintop, the Gray-Robed Woman's face, as calm as an ancient well and as cold as ten-thousand-year ice, showed the first trace of emotion.

Because she realized that her pupil power was being suppressed!

Her Twin Pupils could see through the weaknesses of all laws in the world and could evolve the ultimate offensive.

But before those gray eyes of her opponent, all her evolutions became pale and powerless.

He was like a massive black hole, ignoring all rules, devouring everything.

That aura was even more ancient, even more fundamental than her Ancient Double Pupils.

"Is this... Chaos?"

The Gray-Robed Woman parted her red lips, her voice a little hoarse, as if she hadn't spoken for a long time, carrying the magnetism of the ages.

The divine light in her eyes slowly receded, and the tense, sword-drawn atmosphere dissipated.

Since her pupil power was inferior, there was no point in continuing.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan also withdrew the Chaos Qi from his eyes, restoring them to normal black-and-white pupils.

The surging mist around them calmed down.

The Gray-Robed Woman revealed her gray robe—worn but spotless.

She looked at Ye Xuan, her eyes carrying a hint of inquiry, a hint of curiosity.

"In this era, a Twin Pupils bearer like you has actually been born..."

Her voice was soft, yet it reached Ye Xuan's ears clearly.

"The origin of your Twin Pupils seems stronger than mine."

This was an extremely high compliment.

Coming from the mouth of an ancient undefeated legend, it carried even more weight.

Ye Xuan smiled, not letting the words go to his head.

He tapped his toes, his body floating up like a falling leaf, crossing the distance from the foot of the mountain to the summit, landing outside the Stone Pavilion.

Up close, the woman was even more beautiful.

That beauty did not belong to the mortal world, carrying a divinity that transcended all earthly things.

Ye Xuan straightened his robes, cupped his hands slightly toward the woman in the pavilion, his tone carrying both teasing and sincerity.

"I, Ye Xuan, pay respects to Senior Twin Pupils Woman!"

Hearing this address.

The Gray-Robed Woman, who had been calm and composed, suddenly furrowed her elegant brows.

In that instant, her celestial aura seemed to dissipate somewhat, gaining a touch of worldly vitality.

Her face visibly darkened.

"Brat, what kind of lousy title is that?"

She shot Ye Xuan a glare of displeasure, her gaze even carrying a hint of disdain.

"Either call me Senior, or call me Sister."

"What does 'Twin Pupils Woman' even mean?"

"Do I have no other features besides these eyes?"

Her sudden outburst lightened the previously tense atmosphere in an instant.

Ye Xuan was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh.

Right.

The world called her Twin Pupils Woman, remembering only her eyes, forgetting that she was also a living person, a woman of unparalleled grace.

"Senior's lesson is well taken."

Ye Xuan readily agreed, his smile growing even brighter.

He looked at this ancient deity who was currently throwing a tantrum, blinked, and asked:

"Then may I ask for Senior's given name..."