At the End of the Immortal Path, You're Indeed Strong in the Future, but Right Now, I, Xu Tianluo, Am Invincible!

At the End of Immortal Path, in a place where the void is distorted.

Hidden within the crack were the Three-Eyed Alien's Zangtong, their crimson vertical lines fixed intently on the solitary figure in Black Clad standing before them.

Qin Wangchuan.

The Sword Light was like a rainbow; with each flash of cold light, a member of the Alien Race was beheaded.

His aura was undisguised, and his sharp edge was on full display.

Wherever it went, all the Alien Race retreated three steps away, and not a single one dared to get within a hundred feet.

Zangtong watched this scene, a ferocious grin spreading across his face. He thought to himself, 'Just as Master predicted, he'll be here!'

'I just don't know why he's the only one here...'

Xu Tianluo's order was: attack the woman next to Qin Wangchuan.

But for some reason, he's the only one here right now...

Opportunities are fleeting.

Without further hesitation, Zangtong flipped his palm over.

A strange Black Nail, shrouded in endless resentment and an ominous aura, appeared out of thin air. The dark purple patterns on it writhed like living things, emanating a Divine Soul fluctuation that sent chills down one's spine.

"Go!"

Zangtong stepped out of the crack, let out a low shout, and flicked his finger.

The Black Nail vanished instantly, and the next moment, it pierced Qin Wangchuan's chest with perfect precision!

Pfft!

A soft, muffled thud.

"It's secured!" A mixture of wild joy and cruelty flashed in Zangtong's eyes. "He's said to be a once-in-a-millennium Prodigy of the Human Race, but in reality, he's nothing more than a callow human cub! He's utterly vulnerable before Master's might!"

However, the sinister smile that had just appeared on his lips froze instantly.

In the distance, the figure of "Qin Wangchuan," pierced by Black Nail, rippled strangely. No blood splattered; instead, it rapidly flattened and blurred, like a faded ink painting...

In the end, to his incredulous gaze, it transformed into a Paper Figurine, pierced firmly by Black Nail, shimmering with a faint spiritual light!

The Paper Figurine swayed weakly for a moment, then was corroded by the ominous aura on the Black Nail, quickly turning into ashes and dissipating into the void.

Fake?!

Zangtong's three eyes widened simultaneously, his mind went almost blank, and boundless horror instantly overwhelmed his ecstasy!

"How is this possible?! When?!"

He had clearly been locking onto Qin Wangchuan's aura the whole time, and he had clearly watched him step into this forbidden land with his own eyes!

When will this stand-in be used?

And when did it start?

An extremely ominous premonition, like ice water poured over his head, chilled him to the bone.

Zangtong suddenly looked around, his Divine Sense sweeping wildly, but he couldn't sense Qin Wangchuan's true aura at all.

"Wait a minute! Where is Qin Wangchuan?!"

Just as Zangtong cried out in shock and his mind trembled, a small but steadfast figure stepped into the deepest part of the Immortal Path and witnessed the existence of the World Devouring Beast.

It's Shen Xinghe!

He stared at the massive head of the World Devouring Beast for a moment, then his gaze finally settled on the enormous Stone Tablet in front of him. His eyes burned with the burning fervor of someone about to accomplish their mission, and he spoke resolutely:

"Now that the Shen Clan is safe and sound, Ji Clan has been destroyed, let me... return your freedom, and return the Shen Clan's freedom."

As he spoke, Shen Xinghe strode forward, his eyes filled with eager excitement.

Soon...

Soon!

The fingertips were only inches away from the Stone Tablet!

"That's commendable; this is your most recent achievement."

A ghostly voice, tinged with a lazy approval, whispered in his ear, "Mortal."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Tianluo appeared beside him without anyone noticing.

He didn't even turn around; he simply flicked his wrist casually.

His movements were casual, as if he were merely brushing the dust off his shoulders, but the terrifying power contained in his fingertips was enough to easily crush mountains, let alone a mere Shen Xinghe.

Xu Tianluo's scarlet eyes held a detached indifference that seemed accustomed to his surroundings.

'After so many cycles, this kid has certainly improved... Although it was somewhat interesting at first, it's become quite boring after a while. Perhaps... we should try a different approach next time?'

In his eyes, Shen Xinghe was nothing more than a slightly more resilient toy. It was precisely because he was interesting that he tacitly allowed or even secretly pushed him to come here time and time again, hoping to crush him as soon as he could reach out.

Appreciating that despair and resentment was a small pastime for him throughout his long life.

But it was merely interesting.

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch Shen Xinghe's back—

Laugh!

A faint yet incredibly clear sound, like a sharp blade slicing through flesh, rang out.

Xu Tianluo's casual thoughts were abruptly interrupted!

His outstretched arm froze in mid-air, and then, somewhat astonished, he saw—

His right hand was severed at the wrist! The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and dark purple blood gushed out like a long-suppressed fountain!

The excruciating pain came a moment too late, but what shocked him even more was this completely unexpected situation!

Xu Tianluo suddenly turned his head, and for the first time, an expression of disbelief truly appeared in his scarlet eyes that had looked down upon Myriad Ages and mocked all living beings.

Where was Shen Xinghe in those heterochromatic purple eyes?

Standing there was none other than Qin Wangchuan, dressed in a black robe with a calm and composed expression!

In Qin Wangchuan's hand, a Dao Sword emanating Chaos Aura had appeared out of nowhere.

A drop of dark purple Blood Bead was slowly sliding down the tip of the sword.

Are you surprised?

Qin Wangchuan tilted his head to look at him, his tone flat, "Alien Race."

Xu Tianluo's pupils suddenly contracted; the excruciating pain at his severed wrist paled in comparison to the turmoil raging in his heart at that moment.

For the first time, a crack appeared on his face, which always carried a playful and indifferent air.

"How could you... disguise? Create a clone? Or an avatar? You've never appeared before..."

Qin Wangchuan did not reply. Instead, he casually twirled the Chaos Dao Sword that his elder Eldest Brother had given him, the tip of which pointed diagonally at the ground.

He then raised his eyes, his gaze calmly sweeping over the gushing purple blood from Xu Tianluo's severed wrist before returning to his face, which was filled with disbelief.

"I was wondering before, if you had the strength, why would you hide in the background and not come out?" Qin Wangchuan's voice remained flat, yet carried a detached calmness that seemed to see through everything. "It seems I guessed right."

"You're not that much stronger."

He tilted his head slightly, as if examining an item that did not meet his expectations.

"Your downfall stems from your perverse pleasure in appreciating the despair and resentment on others' faces. However..."

As Qin Wangchuan spoke, he smiled when he saw the expression on Xu Tianluo's face.

"I think I like it too."

Xu Tianluo also laughed, his laughter echoing through the distorted void, filled with endless mockery and rage:

"The reasons for defeat? They're nothing but petty tricks. How dare they presume to judge my victory or defeat?!"

Dark purple blood gushed from his severed wrist, but instead of dripping, it coiled around his arm like a living thing, writhing and multiplying wildly, and in an instant it reformed into a perfectly intact hand covered with strange demonic patterns!

An aura of oppression then spread out.

"The real show is just beginning!"

Faced with this overwhelming power, Qin Wangchuan remained calm.

That's true.

The moment the words left his mouth.

There was no build-up, no warning, and it didn't even move an inch.

With just a slight lift of his wrist, he unleashed a sword strike that had been poised to strike—

"Dao Slash!"

A ten-thousand-foot-long Sword Qi, purely condensed from darkness, burst forth from the sword tip, blasting Xu Tianluo away and instantly solidifying into a Giant Sword that stretched across the heavens and earth.

The sword, crackling with Lightning Light, fell, and time began to reverse around Xu Tianluo, who was enveloped by the sword's tip.

Seemingly sensing the power of this sword strike, Xu Tianluo's crazed and ferocious smile instantly froze.

Instead, it was replaced by an instinctive fear!

You'll die!

"No... no! Impossible!!"

However, just as the Giant Sword containing the Principle of time was deduced to the very beginning of the Xu Tianluo—

Bang!

The Giant Sword that Dao Slash shattered with a deafening roar!

The sword's momentum transformed into countless fragments of light, which vanished into nothingness before they could even spread!

A violent surge of energy swept around, causing the Xu Tianluo Robe to flutter wildly.

Upon closer inspection, Xu Tianluo showed no sign of fear.

Instead, there is a bottomless composure, an absolute calmness as if one has already seen through everything and manipulated all things in the palm of one's hand.

Without a doubt, his panic just now was nothing but a pretense of mockery.

He even leisurely patted the slightly disheveled hem of his clothes, which had been ruffled by his "panic," his movements as elegant as if he were about to attend a grand banquet.

After doing all this.

Xu Tianluo slowly raised his eyes and looked at Qin Wangchuan, whose mouth was bleeding from the backlash of the Technique Method. A smile of pity and mockery returned to his lips.

"You think you can win by using some tricks to fool my men, then using this kid to lure me out, and then secretly stabbing me?"

"Did you think this sword could reverse time, cutting through the past with the present, and even the future?"

"Too naive."

Xu Tianluo shook his head slightly, as if lamenting the misguided genius, "Too naive! Qin Wangchuan!"

"Within this spacetime, only my 'present' exists; there is no past or future."

As he spoke, he extended a finger and placed it Qin Wangchuan's eyebrows, his tone resolute and declarative:

Therefore, I, in this world, am Immortal and Indestructible, Eternal Freedom—

"Invincible!"