Deep within the endless Void Tunnel.
A figure resembling a six-year-old child raced through it at astonishing speed, hurtling toward a fixed destination.
That figure was none other than the Chaos Clan's Seventeenth Ancestor, Gu Hanxiao.
But suddenly, ripples spread through the void ahead of him without warning. An elderly figure appeared out of thin air and blocked his path as firmly as an invisible mountain.
The Seventeenth Ancestor stopped short. Fixing the old man with a sharp gaze, he asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
Anyone who could pinpoint his whereabouts and dared intercept him in the Void Tunnel had to be among the handful of people in the entire Immortal Path Great World with such ability and nerve.
"The Chaos Clan's Seventeenth Ancestor, Gu Hanxiao."
The old man's voice was calm, yet it carried a note that brooked no argument. "I hear you possess an Eight-Marked Battle Body. I came today to test myself against you."
The old man was, of course, Lu Ren in disguise.
He had decided to unleash the full power of his Nine-Marked Battle Body and suppress the Seventeenth Ancestor with the force of a thunderbolt.
Otherwise, relying on his own Dao Rhyme alone to defeat this Mid-Stage Nine-Step Supreme Realm expert would mean a bitter fight.
"Since you know who I am, you should know why I'm here."
The Seventeenth Ancestor's voice grew colder. "If you have real skill, why not go to the Righteous Path Arena and kill the Evil Dao?"
"No, no, no."
The old man Lu Ren had become slowly shook his head. A strange, sinister smile curved his lips. "I have no interest in the Righteous Path Arena. I came here today to do one thing: either beat you to death, or... let you beat me to