The weakest martial artist? One punch and he's leveled up a whole realm!

at last.

Grandpa Hei finally took the last step.

The "Burning Soul Technique" completely burned everything.

There's not a single bit left.

And all of this culminated in the final blow from the old man!

It also represents the final blow that symbolized his entire life!

This time, his body left no afterimage.

Because his entire being transformed into a beam of light!

The dark golden light condensed into a beam of light about ten feet wide, which moved forward in the direction he rushed out!

It plowed a deep trench in the ground wherever it went.

The gravel was melted by the high temperature and solidified into dark red, glassy crystals at the edge of the trench.

The temperature of that light was extremely high.

Even people in other regions felt the heat wave, and their breath became scalding.

"Wow! What a terrifying aura of power!"

"What level of power is this?"

"The world is about to end! Why do I feel a suffocating sense of impending doom?"

"My God! This is definitely not the power of the 13th Realm!"

"This outburst is at least at the level of a 14th realm cultivator!"

"14 realms!!! It's 14 realms!!!!"

"The 14th realm has been created!!!!"

"One of them completely burned away everything he had, just to inflict the most extreme damage!"

"Was it really worth it for him to do this?"

"who is he?"

"No one knows who he is, but everyone will remember his last blow!"

"Will his opponents be able to withstand it?"

"Whether we can withstand it or not, the sixth level, Heavenly Palace, will likely be completely destroyed, or even sunk, by this battle!"

"......"

next moment.

Then came the final roar of the old man!

"Adam, you demon who deserved to die long ago, come to hell with me!"

Adam's powerfully condensed gray mist shield was torn apart like paper in the face of that light.

He also let out a frantic roar.

"Aaaaaaah!"

The piercing roar echoed throughout the entire immortal city.

Countless people who heard this reacted with fear and trembling!

The tip of the staff pierced through the shield, through Adam's hastily raised left arm, and then struck his right shoulder with precision.

After a dull thud.

Immediately following was a clear cracking sound, coming from Adam's shoulder blade!

The long stick embedded itself in his shoulder!

The dark golden light on the staff crawled into his flesh along the cracks, like countless fine needles piercing his bones from the inside.

Adam opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Because he hadn't felt pain for a long time!

But now, the pain has started.

It gave him a feeling that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

His lips parted slightly, as if he were unconsciously inhaling but unable to exhale.

Adam looked down at the long stick embedded in his shoulder.

He watched as the dark golden light slowly traveled between his bones.

He had lived for five hundred years and had not experienced anything akin to "pain" for a very long time.

Adam stared silently at the long stick.

There was no anger in his eyes.

There was only a silent bewilderment, like ice being slowly cracked by a heavy object.

He raised his head.

The old man in black stood in front of him, less than three feet away.

His body is dissipating.

Starting from the fingers, like ashes scattered by the wind.

One by one, they peeled away, rose, and scattered in the night wind...

Fragments of robes, cracks on the skin, even the dark golden light itself.

They are all fading, shattering, and disintegrating...

The old man in black stood on the edge of disappearing.

She simply looked at Adam calmly.

It's like confirming that the long stick is indeed embedded in the correct position.

Then he whispered the last two words.

That's enough.

His body completely dissipated.

Only the long stick remained embedded in Adam's shoulder.

The dark golden light on the staff was still flickering faintly.

Like a star that has reached the end of its life but still refuses to go out.

Then it went dark too.

The night wind swept through the sunken hillside.

The fine ashes were blown away and drifted to the distant grass and crevices in the rocks.

Like the last batch of fallen leaves in autumn.

It landed silently.

It was then slowly swallowed up by the soil.

Adam stood alone in the shallow, sunken pit.

The wooden stick was embedded in his shoulder.

His white robe was torn to shreds, and his shoulder bone was shattered.

A thin layer of gray mist enveloped its body.

Like an old beast that, despite being severely injured, still manages to stand up.

ended.

This epic battle has finally come to an end.

It begins in the night and ends in the moonlight.

As dawn breaks in the east, the first rays of light slowly rise on the horizon, gradually illuminating the dark earth.

Its daybreak!

The battle is over.

Countless people witnessed the passing of Grandpa Hei.

I witnessed the encounter with that unknown person.

Like moths drawn to a flame, they burned everything, but in doing so, they reached a height that most extraordinary individuals could never achieve in their entire lives!

He once touched the sky of 14 realms!

Then it fell like a shooting star.

But so what?

That's life. You get to experience it once in a lifetime, and that's enough!

"Cough cough cough!"

Finally, Adam, who had been holding on, could no longer bear it.

He started coughing with difficulty, and then he couldn't control it; he coughed violently and painfully.

The location where the wooden stick was embedded in his shoulder.

The wooden stick has disappeared.

However, the wooden stick also became integrated into his shoulder, becoming part of his strength.

This is the last time bomb that the old man planted inside Adam's body!

Adam was naturally aware of this as well.

He was struggling to stay upright, not yet collapsing, but a gray, misty liquid was constantly dripping from his body.

It's like his blood.

.......

Ye Xiao went completely mad.

He escaped the nine-layered palace, escaped the immortal city, and escaped the imperial capital!

But he never stopped.

He could only run, keep running away!

He even reached the point where he didn't understand why he still had to keep running away!

It seems that, in his heart, he was unwilling to face the fact that such a thing had happened.

It seems that as long as he keeps running and never stops, that kind of thing will never happen.

He fled south relentlessly, tirelessly.

It was as if they wanted to use this method to escape back to Jiang City, back to school, back to the time when Grandpa Hei was still alive.

But all of this ultimately ended with Ye Xiao's physical exhaustion.

He kept running until he used up the last of his strength.

Run until he is completely unable to run anymore.

He ran until finally his vision went black, he lost consciousness, and lay motionless on the ground.

Ye Xiao finally collapsed beside a field ridge in the desolate wilderness.

Only the dragon servant Shuanghan beside him let out a mournful scream.

It circled around Ye Xiao's fallen body, seemingly trying to call for help.

.......

If you knew in advance that death was going to happen.

Will you still go to the Immortal City?

meeting?

will not?

meeting!

The image of the old man in black smiling at him flashed before his eyes.

Then I heard the familiar cursing voice of the old man in black.

"You brat! Do you want to be a hero for ten minutes, or a coward for a lifetime?"

"What is the purpose of life, really?"

"Ideals? Money? Power? Women?"

"But I don't want any of those!"

"I'm going to be a hero! I'm going to shatter all the injustices in this world, and wipe out all the evil I hate!!"

Suddenly.

Ye Xiao suddenly woke up.

But he didn't know how much time had passed.

In the midst of a deep, slumbering chaos.

He seemed to hear the old man's voice speaking to him.

And it was this voice.

It woke him from his dream world of escapism.

He opened his eyes.

They found him lying on a simple, clean bed.

The place where he was located appeared to be a country cottage.