Chaos Begins! Eighth-tier Power, Forcibly Reversed

In a flash of lightning, the white-robed figure had to forcibly twist his wrist. The blade grazed Long Xuanye's ribs, drawing a string of blood.

The backlash of Spiritual Power surged, making his chest feel heavy and stiflingly uncomfortable.

One blow forced back.

Long Xuanye didn't pause, spinning around and pouncing again like a phantom limb!

A surge of anger rose within the white-robed assassin.

Playing extreme pressure tactics with an assassin?

His figure flickered like a ghost, and he met the attack again. This time, the blade light was faster, the angle more treacherous.

But the result was exactly the same.

Long Xuanye still didn't dodge, using his own chest to meet the opponent's blade.

The white-robed assassin could only forcibly retract his attack for the second time.

"Pfft—"

This time, he couldn't completely suppress the surging Spiritual Power. A sweet taste flooded his throat, and his breath immediately became disordered.

He was even more heavily injured.

"Long Xuanye!"

Saint Cai'er's shrill scream rang out. She stumbled over, shielding the injured Long Xuanye behind her. Her tear-filled eyes glared fiercely at the white-robed assassin, filled with bone-deep hatred.

The white-robed assassin watched this scene, feeling a strange sense of helplessness.

He had been secretly looking after this girl for so long, and in her heart, she still favored this kid she'd only met twice over him?

Before he could sort out his thoughts.

The blood-soaked youth had once again staggered to his feet, his eyes bloodshot, adopting an offensive stance.

The white-robed assassin finally realized.

Unless he killed this kid here today, it would be impossible to take Saint Cai'er away.

Moreover, the kid's secret technique was too bizarre. With the body of an Eighth Tier, he could actually barely keep up with his own Eighth Tier speed.

Although it didn't pose a fatal threat to him, this kind of life-risking fighting style was truly troublesome.

But... would it make a difference?

The white-robed assassin slowly raised his hand.

"This is the end."

Hum—

An invisible energy field suddenly spread out from him!

Within the domain, the air was as thick as mercury, and gravity seemed to have increased tenfold.

Long Xuanye, who was about to charge again, froze violently, as if held down by a giant invisible hand. Even moving a finger became incredibly difficult.

This was the crushing power of tiers.

In the face of absolute strength, all skill and fearlessness seemed so pale.

The white-robed assassin no longer looked at him and strode towards Saint Cai'er.

Saint Cai'er retreated in terror, but was bound in place by that power.

The assassin stopped in front of her, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"Hate me."

"For the future of humanity, you can... kill me later."

The white-robed assassin's words struck Saint Cai'er's heart like a massive boulder.

Hate him?

No.

She only hated herself.

Hated her own weakness, hated that she could do nothing, and could only watch Long Xuanye bleed for her, fight desperately for her.

Despair, at this moment, turned into fuel.

The tears in the girl's eyes instantly evaporated. Her originally clear eyes were completely consumed by a dead, ashen gray.

It wasn't confusion, but... destruction.

"Hum—"

The dagger in her hand let out a clear, resonant hum.

Brilliant white light shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire cave as bright as day.

It was no longer an ordinary dagger.

It had transformed into a magnificent long sword, radiating sanctity and entwined with mysterious runes.

Reincarnation Sacred Sword!

Saint Cai'er gripped the sword with both hands, pouring all her strength into a fierce slash against the invisible barrier before her!

"Chiiiiii--"

A piercing tearing sound echoed.

The solemn domain laid by the white-robed assassin was actually split open by this single sword strike, creating a hideous gash!

Almost in the same instant.

Long Xuanye, who had been suppressed, felt a surge of astonishing light erupt in his eyes.

Now!

A thought exploded deep within his soul.

Chaos Begins!

The Spiritual Furnace whirred like it was burning!

A peculiar energy awakened within Long Xuanye's body.

Starting from his heart, countless mysterious patterns of dark gold and milky white spread wildly.

Sacred and ominous.

Creation and destruction.

Two diametrically opposed auras merged perfectly on his person.

A vortex domain, ten meters in diameter, woven from light and darkness, erupted centered on Long Xuanye!

The white-robed assassin's pupils contracted for the third time.

Without thinking, he flicked his finger.

A shadow ball, condensed into a tangible form, shot directly at Long Xuanye!

Mid-air, it transformed into a net of shadows!

However, the attack, capable of instantly killing any Third Tier cultivator, visibly slowed for a moment upon entering the domain surrounding Long Xuanye.

Just a single moment.

But it was a world of difference.

The shadow net grazed Long Xuanye's cheek, drawing a line of blood.

He was injured.

But he was still standing!

Long Xuanye's [Chaos Begins] had dodged its weakest activation period!

The distorted vortex appeared!

Crack--

A shattering sound rang out.

The Eighth Tier domain laid by the white-robed assassin developed a crack.

The Reincarnation Sacred Sword in Cai'er's hand dimmed!

The next instant, the previously missed shadow net was slowly absorbed by the vortex around Long Xuanye! It transformed into streaks of obsidian blades, dancing like fish in the air!

This was the effect of Chaos Begins!

Assimilation, absorption!

Transformation, eruption!

"Pfft!"

Long Xuanye spat out another mouthful of blood, his body swaying precariously.

But the fighting spirit in his eyes burned brighter than ever before.

He could fight with his life on the line again.

The blades formed from the white-robed person's power would output far beyond Long Xuanye's normal limits.

The white-robed assassin instinctively took a step back.

He looked at the youth, drenched in blood, yet still steadfastly shielding Saint Cai'er behind him, and an emotion called "troublesome" surfaced in his heart for the first time.

A monster.

This kid is an absolute monster.

Only Third Tier, just Third Tier.

Not only had he forced himself back twice with sheer madness, but now he had joined forces with Saint Cai'er to break his domain.

And he can even borrow my power to unleash an outburst.

This kid... could he be the descendant of some Seal Knight?

The white-robed assassin knew very well.

He could still take them down.

But the cost would be entirely different now.

To subdue the young man before him without harming his life or potential was... impossible.

Especially since Long Xuanye forcibly controlling the moves released by an Eighth Tier expert would surely shatter his meridians!

The white-robed assassin's gaze flickered back and forth between Saint Cai'er and Long Xuanye.

One was a Reincarnation Saintess of ten thousand years, tied to humanity's future hope.

The other... was a young man with nothing, whose talent alone could neutralize his attack.

Saint Cai'er was important.

But this kid named Long Xuanye was equally important!

Perhaps... even more important!

Inside the cave, there was deathly silence.

The vortex of light and shadow continued to swirl slowly around Long Xuanye, emitting a heart-pounding aura.