Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

On the warship in the very center, Hei Hong, the chieftain of the vengeful spirit clan with his long, flowing crimson hair, no longer looked at Xia Jin with the condescending disdain he had shown at the beginning.

But soon, Hei Hong's expression turned indifferent.

While Xia Jin's feat of slicing through eight spears with a single sword strike was indeed astonishing, with his strength at the seventh level of the Great Power Realm, he could certainly have done it as well.

Furthermore, since he did not feel any immense pressure from Xia Jin, he naturally did not believe that Xia Jin could threaten him.

With a cold smile on his face, Hei Hong, the patriarch of the Wraith lineage, suddenly walked towards the warship where Xia Jin was.

His steps were slow, yet each step stirred up visible, eerie green ripples in the air.

100 meters.

Hei Hong stopped a hundred meters in front of Xia Jin, just at a distance where both of them could see each other clearly.

"Human. With your strength, you are by no means an unknown figure among humans."

An almost arrogant expression appeared on his emotionless face: "Tell me your origins, and I will give you a dignified death, and after your death, I will have your remains sent back to your homeland."

Unfortunately, such provocative words had no effect on Xia Jin.

Xia Jin simply stared at Hei Hong for two breaths, then raised her right hand and gently tapped Hei Hong's chest with her index finger.

A wisp of mortal sword energy flew directly from his fingertip.

For the first time, a hint of panic appeared on Hei Hong's face, who had been extremely arrogant.

A bone-chilling cold surged through his body; he had experienced that feeling once before.

The terror of death!

"Something's wrong, this human is strange!! I have to dodge this sword strike, or I'll be seriously injured if not killed!!"

He didn't hesitate at all; in fact, his body reacted even faster than his mind.

Almost at the very moment that mortal sword energy was about to touch his chest, Hei Hong's body was covered by a ball of eerie green light.

In an instant, his lean and muscular body seemed to melt away, transforming into a twisted and blurry spiritual entity!

The very next second, Xia Jin's mortal sword energy pierced directly through the center of his spiritual body, yet failed to cause the slightest damage to Hei Hong.

However, although the opponent avoided the sword energy with this spiritual body, the warship behind him suffered the consequences.

The momentum of the mortal sword energy remained undiminished, flying directly towards the warship closest to Hei Hong behind him.

"boom!!!"

A loud cracking sound.

The warship was neatly split in two from bow to stern by that sword energy!

The vengeful spirits on the ship screamed, but in the ensuing explosion, they were instantly incinerated by streaks of pink flames.

Hei Hong could not maintain his spirit form for long; after only three breaths, he returned to his physical form.

The pale green light contracted rapidly, reforming its original shape.

But at this moment, his face had turned ashen, and his brows were furrowed. The moment his physical body transformed into a spirit body, he could indeed avoid almost all physical damage, but the transformation into a spirit body would also consume a great deal of his energy.

He raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Xia Jin.

There was no longer any contempt in his eyes, but rather a deep sense of apprehension.

"This guy, when did the human race produce a powerhouse of this caliber!?"

"If I hadn't transformed into my spiritual form in time to dodge that sword energy, my physical body would definitely have been severed in half!!"

Hei Hong's mind was constantly searching for clues about Xia Jin. It was impossible for him to know nothing about such a powerful human.

After all, for their alien race, there are records of all the humans, except for those few Saint Realm experts.

"Impossible, is there really not a single clue?" Hei Hong's face was ashen.

But after secretly taking a deep breath, he forced himself to maintain a calm expression.

Xia Jin, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"As expected of aliens!! Any human would be completely unable to perform such a feat!"

"It can actually transform from a physical body into a spiritual body in an instant!?"

His gaze swept back and forth over Hei Hong with great interest, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Although he deliberately held back his sword strike to avoid killing his opponent directly, with his current cultivation level, even with that restraint, it was still something that a mere seventh-level Great Power Realm cultivator could not easily block.

However, Hei Hong's ability to transform his physical body into a spiritual body allowed the sword energy to pass through without causing him any harm.

Xia Jin had never heard of or seen such a secret technique that allowed her to freely transform between the physical body and the spirit.

This is truly the first time I've ever seen anything like it.

Interesting. Really interesting.

If I could imprison this guy, torture him thoroughly, and learn this secret technique, my ability to save my life would definitely improve significantly.

Xia Jin's increasingly broad smile gave Hei Hong, the patriarch of the Wraith lineage, an ominous premonition.

Those damned humans, are they up to something again?

Well then, judging from the opponent's casual sword strike just now, I seem to be no match for him. A true man can bend and stretch.

"This fellow Daoist of the human race, I was truly blind to his true nature."

"You may leave now. I will pretend that today's events never happened and will forgive and forget. What do you say?"

Before Xia Jin could respond, Hei Hong quickly added, "Fellow Daoist's strength is indeed extraordinary, but I am not necessarily without a fighting chance!"

"With my power at the seventh level of the Great Power Realm, plus the elders of my Wraith lineage on these warships, even if we are ultimately no match for you, it is not impossible for us to hold you off for a while."

As Hei Hong spoke, he deliberately glanced in a distant direction.

"Moreover, those heading to the Marang Star Region this time are far more than just my Wraith lineage."

"The other major branches of the Corpse Clan have also dispatched their own powerful experts. If you are held back here by me, by the time they arrive, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave even if you wanted to."

After Hei Hong finished speaking, he stared intently at Xia Jin's expression, as if trying to catch a glimpse of her wavering.

However, he did not see it.

Xia Jin did not waver; instead, she looked at him and sneered.

"What are you laughing at!?" Hei Hong's heart tightened, and he felt the temperature around him drop a few degrees.

"Have you underestimated me, or overestimated yourselves?" Xia Jin sneered. "Hold me back while reinforcements from other branches of the Corpse Clan arrive?"

"May I ask, what makes you think you have the right to hold me back?"

As soon as the last word was uttered, Xia Jin's terrifying aura of being at the ninth level of the Great Power Realm was no longer concealed in the slightest.

All the cultivators of the Wraith lineage were directly overwhelmed by this terrifying pressure, unable to stand up, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

Meanwhile, Hei Hong, the patriarch of the vengeful spirit lineage, faced with him directly, endured unimaginable pressure.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched violently.

The moment Xia Jin uttered her last word, his figure had already vanished.

Hei Hong's hair stood on end. Before he could even think, his body exploded again in a dark green light, transforming into a distorted and blurry spiritual form.

However, this time it seems a bit late.

"Too slow."

Xia Jin's mocking voice rang in his ears.

A tearing, excruciating pain shot through his right arm!

"What time is this!?"

His right arm fell off.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Hei Hong screamed in agony as he was forced out of his spirit form and reformed into a physical entity.

"Chieftain!!!"