Black and White Duo, Dominating the Spirit Road

Zhao Tiandu, who had long since become a dead tiger, was not wrong about one thing:

There are differences even among kings.

Among the kings of the Spiritual Road Plane, the combat prowess of Mu Chen and Luo Li was enough to rank in the top five, if not the top three.

The alliance of these two peerless kings was enough to easily wipe out the so-called number one person of the Spiritual Road.

For five months—five whole months—the boy and girl teamed up, transforming into the Black and White Duo, wreaking havoc across the Spiritual Road. Human geniuses, spirit beasts of all ranks, rare spirit plants, and spirit artifacts.

Anything that could count as points was looted by this husband-and-wife act.

The name of the Black and White Duo spread thoroughly among the hundred thousand youths of the Spiritual Road. Their fierce reputation traveled far, and the human geniuses cried out in alarm: "The wolves are here!"

Under such frantic looting, not only did their total points, which had lagged significantly due to their pursuit battles, skyrocket like a rocket to the top ten of the Spiritual Road, but their Spirit Body levels also advanced one after another from the sixth level to the eighth level.

With only two short months left until the end of the two-year Spiritual Road selection, the ambitious Mu Chen and Luo Li were preparing for a final push to achieve the supreme Level 8 Spirit Body.

This was to ensure they would enjoy the perfect baptism during the final spiritual energy infusion.

In the central world, at a secret location on the outer perimeter.

Beside a stream, on a wide, lush green meadow.

A group of human geniuses lay or stood, some shouting loudly, others closing their eyes to rest. Though their postures were strange and varied, they shared one common trait: they were all very strong.

Level 6 and 7 Spirit Bodies were everywhere, and there were even several of the extremely rare Level 8 Spirit Bodies. These were the king-level combatants recognized by all in the late stages of the Spiritual Road.

"You mean to say that there is a boy named Mu Chen by Luo Li's side?"

Deep within the secret location, a tall human youth stood with his hands behind his back.

He wore white robes, his frame was slender, and his features were rugged.

A lock of black hair drifted in the wind; he was composed and full of presence.

A warm smile always hung on the corners of his mouth, one that would instantly win the favor of anyone who saw it.

Yet at this moment, that gentle, charming, and rugged face held no smile. It was overcast and uncertain as he stared intently at the follower who was revealing the intelligence to him.

Ji Xuan, known as King Xuan, was the designated seed player of the Holy Spirit Academy.

Since returning from that ancient Spirit Treasury, his already superior strength had surged, defeating several peak kings and moving a step closer to the throne of the number one person in the Spiritual Road.

Of course, only in the final battle of the Spiritual Road two months later, where the kings would clash, could the true number one be chosen.

All the flattery before that could not be taken as truth.

This person, whose strength surpassed all other kings, would not only be crowned as emperor to rule over the hundred thousand geniuses of the Spiritual Road, but would also exclusively enjoy the greatest benefits of the Spiritual Road infusion, causing his cultivation to skyrocket.

"Yes, for the past half year, King Luo and King Mu have been together, hunting in tandem."

"Recently, the husband-and-wife act that has been spreading like wildfire in the Spiritual Road, the Black and White Duo, is them."

Perhaps nervous under Ji Xuan's gaze, the follower lowered his head.

This suggestive term undoubtedly touched a sensitive nerve in Ji Xuan. He let out a laugh of ambiguous meaning: "A husband-and-wife act? The Black and White Duo, heh."

He had thought the beauty had long since perished, but who would have imagined that upon hearing of her again, she was already taken? How was he, who thought so highly of himself, supposed to handle this?

More than half a year had passed since the opening of the ancient Spirit Treasury.

Ji Xuan, who laughed last, was undoubtedly the biggest winner, having seized the opportunity.

However, the outcome was slightly different from what he had initially envisioned.

The Ancient Heavenly Dragon Eagle that had strayed into the Spiritual Road Plane and become trapped in this world had long since reached adulthood. Although it was restricted by the mottled bloodline within its body, it had failed to complete the final transformation to Spirit Transformation.

It had failed to evolve from a Super Heavenly Beast into a Divine Beast, or to charge from the Earth List of the Record of Ten Thousand Beasts into the Heaven List.

But relying on the accumulation of time, it had still climbed to the realm of a Fourth-Grade Sovereign, and its strength was terrifying.

Relying on the arrangements made by the Ji Clan of the Southern Border over several generations, Ji Xuan had successfully stripped away the physical body of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Eagle, but this Sovereign Spirit Beast, which had lived long enough to become a spirit, had entered his body with its Spirit Soul.

It intended to seize his body to leave the Spiritual Road Plane and take the opportunity to escape.

The two sides launched a fierce struggle, coming to blows.

If not for the contingency left by the ancestor of the Ji Clan, Ji Xuan, who was only at the Sensing Realm, would have had his Spirit Soul wiped out by the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Eagle, and the possession would have succeeded.

In the end, neither could do anything to the other, and they were forced to compromise, reaching a delicate balance. The Ancient Heavenly Dragon Eagle existed within Ji Xuan's body in the form of a parasite.

Parasitism was far rarer than refining a spirit beast's essence or forming a bloodline link.

The spirit beast was constantly attempting to seize the host's consciousness and replace it.

At the same time, the host was constantly attempting to wipe out the spirit beast's consciousness and refine it completely.

This extremely dangerous method was something neither side wished to attempt unless absolutely necessary.

But then again, the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Eagle now shared glory and ruin with Ji Xuan; if Ji Xuan died, the former, which was attached to his body, would also have its soul scattered.

Therefore, at critical moments, Ji Xuan could also borrow a portion of the beast's power.

With an Ancient Heavenly Dragon Eagle that was equivalent to a Fourth Grade Sovereign in its lifetime in his grasp, Ji Xuan could be said to have gathered the standard golden finger of a protagonist, complete with an old grandfather by his side.

This was his greatest trump card!

"Mu Chen, I want you to die!!"

Dressed in a white long robe, the usually gentle and refined Ji Xuan suddenly shoved aside his lackeys, who looked as if they had been frightened silly, and let out a furious roar that immediately drew everyone's attention.

He was inexplicably enraged.

Back then, if he had been able to charge out from the darkness and display his might to save Luo Li from the Five Tigers of the Zhao Family, the human youth who had stood by the girl's side and accompanied her all that time would definitely have been him, Ji Xuan—there would have been no place for Mu Chen at all.

Although, that choice on that day had long since declared that there was no longer any possibility between him and the beauty.

Taking a step back, if Ji Xuan had been more decisive at the time, joining forces with Luo Li to repel the assault of the Five Tigers of the Zhao Family before turning back to rush toward the Spirit Treasury, it would not have been too late.

But, for no reason, he had chosen the Spirit Treasury first, decisively abandoning the girl.

It could only be said that in his eyes, opportunity was more important than love.

In his fury, Ji Xuan naturally could not think of these things.

At this very moment, there was only one thought in his mind:

What I bestow upon you is yours.

What I do not give you, even if I do not want it, you cannot snatch it.

No one can!!

At this moment, a human genius dressed in a cyan long robe walked over and held down the frantic Ji Xuan. "Ji Xuan, calm down. The people below are all watching."

He was tall and straight, with a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament.

Although his overall charm was not quite as great as Ji Xuan's, it was not much weaker either.

Yang Hong, Level 8 Spirit Body, was also one of the peak kings of the Spirit Road.

He was not one of those trash quasi-kings with pathetic combat power; even someone as strong as Ji Xuan had to respect him, honoring him as a right-hand man and regarding him as a partner.

Like Ji Xuan, Yang Hong had also been pre-selected by the Northern Heavens Spiritual Academy among the Five Great Academies.

"My apologies, Brother Yang. It was I, Ji, who lost my composure."

Having vented his emotions, Ji Xuan quickly calmed down. He first cupped his hands toward Yang Hong, then expressed his apologies to the followers looking over, offering a brief word of comfort.