Magic: Reincarnate from high-voltage electricity at the start, level up independently.

What do you mean he's already fighting with someone?

Upon hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, Aigu's mind went blank, and it took him a moment to come back to his senses.

According to Black Hawk's previous description, the black-robed man wearing a raven mask was at the peak of the SS-level.

To be able to fight head-on with a powerhouse of this level, the opponent's cultivation level must be almost the same as the man in black robes.

"No way."

Aigu couldn't help but mutter something under his breath.

"Have SS-level superhumans become so common now?"

A sense of powerlessness welled up inside him.

Currently, I only have S-level strength. Compared to these top experts, I still have a long way to go in my cultivation journey.

Black Hawk pushed its speed to the limit, its wings slicing through the night sky, carrying Aigu at breakneck speed.

Two minutes later.

On the distant horizon, a brightly lit city slowly comes into view.

That is the City of Sound.

As the distance closed, the clear sounds of fighting carried on the evening breeze, creating a tremendous commotion that reverberated throughout the night sky of the suburbs.

A hundred meters above the ground, two figures faced each other in mid-air, their imposing presence filling the entire world.

One of them wore a distinctive raven mask and was wrapped in a heavy black robe; he was the "kind person" who had previously taken Black Hawk to the Ai family villa.

The other person was also dressed in a black robe, his face completely hidden in the shadow cast by the robe, making it impossible to see his features.

Compared to the man in the black robe and raven mask, this person appeared much thinner and smaller.

However, the aura surging and spreading from his body was by no means weak.

A true SS-level peak level.

Aigu's guess was correct.

He temporarily withdrew his gaze from the battlefield high above and looked down at a small hotel on the ground.

The hotel rooftop is a flat, open-air platform, and the surface is clean and tidy.

A white-haired figure stood in the center of the rooftop.

As if sensing the fluctuations in the air, the girl slowly turned her head to look at the approaching Black Hawk and Aigu.

The Black Hawk slowed down and landed steadily on the flat top.

Aigu leaped off the eagle's back and strode towards Chu Ge, his tone filled with obvious worry.

Are you alright?

Chu Ge gently shook his head, his expression calm.

"fine."

"Where's Arya?" Aigu asked immediately, her biggest concern being her daughter's safety.

She's sleeping in her room.

To prevent the noise of the battle from disturbing the sleeping Arya, Chu Ge specially set up a spatial barrier around the room, isolating all sounds and air fluctuations.

At this moment, the girl was lying peacefully on the soft bed in the room, breathing evenly and sleeping very soundly.

Once Aya was confirmed to be safe and sound, Aigu's heart finally settled down, and her tense body relaxed.

Our attention returns to the battlefield in the high altitude.

The battle between the two peak SS-level experts has entered its most intense and heated phase.

Wei Lin held a tiny embroidery needle between his two fingers and flicked it slightly with his fingertips.

A sliver of icy light shot through the air, moving so fast that it left only a blur.

The man in black robes opposite him raised his hand, grasped a snow-white jade flute, and swung it horizontally.

A dense white divine light burst forth from the jade flute, transforming into a blade of light that met the incoming cold needles.

Boom!

The two supreme forces collided with a deafening roar, creating a powerful shockwave.

Neither side could suppress the other; their attacks canceled each other out, resulting in a stalemate in mid-air.

The violent ripples of power spread outwards, directly shattering the thick, dark clouds that obscured the moonlight in the night sky.

The bright moonlight pierced through the clouds and spilled across the entire earth.

The dim world instantly became bright, and the view became exceptionally clear.

With a clench of his fist, a three-foot-long slender sword materialized in his palm.

The sword was icy cold, and under the pale moonlight, it gleamed with a chilling light.

He did not rush to launch a new attack. Holding his longsword, he fixed his gaze on the black-robed figure opposite him.

"Who exactly are you?"

Why did it attach itself to her?

Wei Lin's tone was low, filled with scrutiny and doubt.

From the moment he confirmed that Alice was the master of the Black Hawk, he gave up the idea of ​​subduing this top-tier monster.

While Black Hawk and Aigu were talking, he quietly slipped away and rushed to the area as fast as he could.

His goal was very clear.

Before Black Hawk could react, kill Alice and eliminate any potential threats.

Wei Lin knew very well what was going on.

Alice's talent and background must be extraordinary to be able to subdue a monster of the Black Hawk's caliber; she must be hiding some special trump card.

But he has absolute confidence in his own abilities.

In his mind, Alice was still young, even younger than his son.

No matter how talented the other party is, their cultivation level is at most on par with mine.

When fighting against someone of the same level, coupled with his prior ambush and sneak attack, he has a very high chance of killing his opponent.

Even if the sneak attack fails and he is at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation, as a peak SS-level expert, if he wants to withdraw, no one in this area can stop him.

But when he arrived at the small hotel, preparing to sneak into the room and ambush Chu Ge, he unexpectedly stumbled upon an unexpected scene.

In a clearing in the woods not far from the hotel, a figure in a black robe was curled up in a thick pile of fallen leaves, resting quietly.

The man seemed to have casually turned over in his sleep, and his wide black robe slipped slightly.

A pair of slender human legs were exposed to the night wind.

Any mermaid who saw this scene would be utterly shocked.

I immediately thought of Hainuo, the dark horse contestant who suddenly appeared in the recent music competition.

Wei Lin initially made the same judgment.

He immediately changed his plans, intending to eliminate both threats at once.

Take care of Haino first, then turn around and kill Alice.

If Haino is eliminated, his son William will have one less strong competitor on his path to the championship.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Wei Lin moved and slowly descended from the void, quietly approaching the figure on the pile of fallen leaves.

He gathered his strength and aimed a palm strike at his opponent's head, intending to finish him off instantly.

Just as the hand was about to strike, the figure on the ground suddenly opened its eyes.

He nimbly flipped to the side, easily dodging the fatal blow, and immediately fled into the depths of the forest.

Wei Lin initially thought that the other party was just lucky and had narrowly avoided the killing move.

He immediately sped up to give chase.

Hainuo's cultivation level was only at the mid-stage of B-rank, and his speed was nowhere near that of Weilin, who was at the peak of SS-rank.

In just a few seconds, he caught up with the fleeing figure.

Wei Lin raised his hand and struck out with another palm, the wind from which was fierce, sealing off all of his opponent's escape routes.

Hainuo has nowhere to retreat and nowhere to avoid.

Just when Wei Lin was certain that this palm strike would successfully kill his opponent.

A terrifying sense of oppression suddenly rose from Haino's body.

A powerful aura swept across the area, clearly indicating that it was a genuine peak SS-level power!

Faced with Wei Lin's deadly palm strike, Hainuo countered with a palm strike of his own.

The two forces collided, canceled each other out, and merged.

Wei Lin's eyes were filled with disbelief.

He focused intently on sensing the aura emanating from the other person, and the more he sensed it, the more familiar it felt.

Quickly flipping through my memories, a long-forgotten scene slowly emerges.

The time was the day before the start of this year's Music God Grand Ceremony competition.

At that time, Wei Lin was also dressed in a black robe to conceal his figure.

His assassination target that time was Princess Doria, not Alice.

His assassination plan was almost perfect and was about to succeed.

A powerful SS-level peak aura suddenly erupted from Doriya's body.

That force directly forced him back, allowing Doria to escape in the chaos.

That blue star hair clip was accidentally dropped into a crack in the wall at that time.

This is also the real reason behind the princess's mysterious disappearance.

Now I'm encountering that exact same aura again.

It is 100% certain that Wei Lin will arrive.

The human player Haino who recently became a sensation was actually Dorria in disguise from beginning to end.

Moreover, this formidable power at the peak of SS-rank does not belong to Doriya herself.

It's highly likely that she used some special means to temporarily borrow external help.

As for why the other party was able to transform from a mermaid's fish tail into human legs, this remains unknown for the time being.

Only by completely defeating the other party can all doubts be resolved.

High in the sky, facing Wei Lin's questioning, Doria, disguised as Haino, remained silent.

She stared intently at Wei Lin across from her, her whole body tense, constantly on guard against a sudden sneak attack.

Seeing that the other party refused to respond, Wei Lin continued to speak, his voice cold and icy.

I don't care what secrets you're hiding.

"But I can see that this borrowed power cannot be sustained for long."

"It won't be long before our strength is completely exhausted."

It wasn't just Wei Lin who noticed the problem.

Even Chu Ge and the others watching from the rooftop noticed something amiss.

Aigu stared at the black-robed figure holding a jade flute high in the sky and spoke softly.

Something's not right.

"The person's aura became very chaotic and increasingly unstable, and it began to show signs of dissipation."

Black Hawk spoke up from the side, revealing the key point.

"Because this power itself is borrowed."

"Within this body, besides the original soul, there also resides an ancient remnant soul."

"It was only because that remnant soul temporarily took over the body that it was able to unleash the peak SS-level combat power."

"Now that my strength is gradually being exhausted, my aura will naturally become unstable."

"but--"

Black Hawk then changed the subject.

"The fact that a body at the mid-B level can unleash such combat power is enough to demonstrate the terrifying potential of the remnant soul it is inhabiting."

"He was at least a quasi-emperor level figure during his lifetime."

Black Hawk is simple-minded, but having followed his old master Nicholas for many years, his knowledge far surpasses that of ordinary superhumans.

In addition, his own cultivation level is higher, so his understanding of the battle situation and the essence of power is naturally more thorough than Aigu's.

After saying that, Black Hawk twitched his nose slightly.

It sensed a very familiar aura from the remnant soul that had taken over the body.

That's the unique scent of the Emperor's Soul.

When he followed Nicholas in his early years, his old master had stripped away his own imperial soul, allowing the monsters in the palace to personally experience his memories.

This aura is unique and extremely special.

Black Hawk had kept it firmly in his mind, and upon their reunion today, he recognized it instantly.

Nicholas had also given a special lecture to the group of monsters on the basics of cultivation across the heavens.

Whether they are cultivators, extraordinary beings, or magicians.

All living beings in all the heavens and myriad realms, regardless of race or cultivation system.

Once one reaches the Quasi-Emperor realm, both the soul and the physical body will undergo a fundamental transformation.

The soul will be sublimated into an imperial soul, and the physical body will be tempered into an imperial body.

With an Emperor's Soul and an Emperor's Body, a cultivator can break free from the constraints of different planes.

Possessing the ability to traverse the sea of ​​stars and travel between different realms, they can freely roam among the myriad worlds.

Under the rule of the emperor, all are but ants.

Even the lowest-ranking Quasi-Emperor could annihilate billions of Saint-level experts with a mere wave of his hand.

Throughout the vast expanse of the heavens and myriad realms, countless eras have come and gone.

Humans, demons, gods... countless geniuses and prodigies have been born from all kinds of races.

But from ancient times to the present, no one has ever been able to defeat a Quasi-Emperor of the First Tribulation with the cultivation of a Saint at the peak.

The rebellion against a quasi-emperor is a colossal chasm recognized by all the heavens as insurmountable.

Even the great emperors of antiquity, in their youth and at their peak, never crossed this chasm.

At most, they can only barely withstand a few moves from the attacks of a quasi-emperor.

Ultimately, they will still suffer a defeat.

Black Hawk recounted these secrets of the heavens to Chu Ge and Aigu, who were standing beside him.

Aigu was deeply shocked after hearing this and couldn't help but ask a question.

"Since quasi-emperors are this terrifying."

"Even if it's just a remnant soul, killing that raven-robed man in black should be a piece of cake, right?"

"That makes sense."

Black Hawk nodded first, then shook his head slightly.

"But the situation is different."

"The more powerful a being is, the more powerless they are in their remnant soul state."

"This emperor's soul suffered severe injuries in its previous life, and the wounds are simply impossible to heal."

"Now the remnant soul is broken and its physical form is extremely weak, and it could completely dissipate at any time."

"Once it detaches from this body and is exposed to the outside world, it will be instantly annihilated."

"The peak SS-level combat power that can be unleashed now."

"This is the maximum power it can mobilize after weighing its remaining strength and the limits of its physical endurance."

"If we exert even a fraction more power, both the remnant soul and this body will be destroyed."

While the group was talking, the situation on the high-altitude battlefield continued to deteriorate.

The imperial soul residing within the black-robed figure was becoming increasingly disordered.

High in the sky, a gentle female voice whispered in Doria's heart.

"Doria, my time is running out."

Upon hearing this, Doria panicked and hurriedly pressed for answers.

"Sister, what did you say? Are you going to fall asleep again?"

"Um."

Emperor Soul's voice carried a hint of weakness and apology.

"My power is almost exhausted, and I have to fall asleep again."

"I'm sorry, Doria, I can't protect you anymore."

"But before I fall asleep, I will completely eliminate this person in front of me."

"From now on, you will no longer have to hide or live in fear."

The words fell.

The man in black robes raised his hand, gripped the jade flute tightly, and slowly brought it to his lips, beginning to play softly.

The melodious and slow sound of the flute spread with the night breeze, gentle yet eerie, enveloping the entire night sky.

Wei Lin, standing opposite, felt a chill run down his spine.

A sense of impending death, originating from the depths of my soul, suddenly swept over my entire body.

He couldn't decipher the meaning behind the flute's sound, nor did he know what tricks the other party was preparing to use.

But the instinct of the strong is to issue frantic warnings.

We must interrupt them immediately!

Wei Lin no longer held back and unleashed his full power to cultivate.

He raised his rapier high, imbued with the full power of a peak SS-rank, and slashed straight down.

A sharp sword light ripped through the night sky, heading straight for the black-robed man's body.

This sword strike was terrifyingly powerful, enough to severely injure a powerhouse of the same level.

Even against the stronger Black Hawk, it would surely be able to sever one of its arms.

Not to mention the black-robed man before them, whose aura was disordered and who couldn't even unleash his true strength.

But just a second before the sword light was about to hit its target.

All attacks suddenly froze in mid-air, coming to a standstill.

Unable to move.

Wei Lin's pupils suddenly contracted, his face filled with horror.

"How could this happen?"

He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

His all-out, deadly sword strike was so easily restrained and neutralized by his opponent.

He also wanted to mobilize his cultivation to continue the attack.

To his horror, he discovered that all his meridians, flesh, and even magic had completely frozen.

The body is completely out of one's control.

It's the sound of a xiao (vertical bamboo flute)!

The eerie sound of the flute immobilized him!

The ethereal sound of the flute continued to echo between heaven and earth.

The entire night sky quietly changed color, and the surrounding environment began to distort and become unreal.

Heaven and earth are turned upside down, the sun and moon are out of place.

The bright moon overhead slowly turned red, transforming into an eerie blood moon.

One wheel becomes two wheels, two wheels become four wheels, four wheels become eight wheels.

The number of blood moons is constantly doubling and multiplying at an extremely rapid rate.

Within each crimson full moon, a clear human face slowly emerges.

People's faces are all different.

There were old and young, men and women.

His son William, and several of his brothers, even appeared in the images.

Countless eyes fell on Wei Lin.

Everyone's lips moved incessantly, as if they were trying to say something.

Wei Lin listened intently, but could not hear a sound.

The eerie scene made him feel uneasy.

"What kind of evil magic is this?!"

Wei Lin roared, forcibly calming his mind and breaking free from the shackles of the flute.

He swung his longsword and slashed at the nearest human face, Blood Moon.

A flash of cold light, and the human face shattered instantly, causing the blood moon to disintegrate.

But in the next instant, a new blood moon and a human face immediately filled the broken spot.

The blood moon continues to multiply exponentially.

No matter how fast his swordsmanship or how strong his power, he could never completely cut them down.

In a very short moment.

A blood moon filled the entire world.

Countless faces surrounded Wei Lin, their eyes cold, filled with intense mockery and resentment.

at last.

The cacophony of sounds clearly reached Wei Lin's ears.

"Father! You're finally going to die! I've hated you my whole life!"

"Second brother! You've finally met your match! What right did you have to steal my position as head of the family back then?!"

"Master! I have served you faithfully for decades, with unwavering loyalty. Why would you so cruelly kill me!"

"Second brother! You stole my beloved, ruined my life, and now you deserve this fate!"

Each accusation and resentment constantly assaulted Wei Lin's Dao heart.

These are all mistakes he made in his life, sins he keeps hidden deep in his heart and doesn't want to mention.

Extreme fear instantly consumed his mind.

Wei Lin completely collapsed, wildly swinging his longsword and slashing indiscriminately at the endless phantoms of the blood moon around him.

He swung his sword wildly while shouting and defending himself.

"No! It's not what you think!"

"I didn't! Let me explain! You've all misunderstood me!"

"Lian'er! Eldest brother! Third brother! Please, let me explain!"

In the silent, pitch-black night sky.

A figure in black robes stood alone high in the sky, his eyes closed as he slowly played the jade flute on his lips.

The once ruthless and decisive SS-level peak expert has arrived.

He was acting like a madman, wildly swinging his longsword around.

He kept shouting apologies, looking both disheveled and frantic.

On the rooftop platform, Aigu silently watched the eerie scene high above, filled with doubt.

"What's wrong with him? How could such a powerful person suddenly go mad?"

"Was it caused by the flute music just now?"

Chu Ge nodded slightly and answered aloud.

"That's right."

"The sound of this flute can invade a cultivator's Dao heart and construct a realistic inner illusion."

"If one's resolve to follow the Dao is not firm enough, one will be trapped in an illusion, unable to escape for life, and will eventually go completely mad."

The facts were exactly as Chu Ge had predicted.

The moment the sound of the flute began, Wei Lin's Dao heart was invaded.

Everything he saw and heard at that moment was a false illusion born from his inner fear.

If his Dao heart is stable and his mind is firm.

Without any action, one can see through illusions at a glance and break free from the shackles of delusion.

Unfortunately, he held power and influence throughout his life, his hands were stained with countless dropes of blood, and his heart was filled with sins.

Despite possessing top-tier cultivation, his Dao heart was riddled with holes.

Ultimately, he was trapped by his own inner demons and completely lost his mind.

Not long after.

The melodious sound of the flute that had filled the night sky gradually subsided and completely disappeared.

High in the sky, the man in black robes raised his hand and put away his jade flute.

The chaotic and restless energy within her body began to rapidly subside and decline.

The surge in SS-level peak power gradually faded away.

Its body swayed slightly, and it slowly descended with the evening breeze, landing steadily in the forest.

The moment your feet touch the ground.

All the powerful aura completely dissipated, and his cultivation level returned to its original mid-stage B-rank.

Doria regained control of her body.

She hurriedly called out in her heart.

"Sister! How are you? Are you alright?"

The woman's voice rang out again, filled with weakness and exhaustion.

"My strength is exhausted."

"There's no way to kill him."

"But the current results are already sufficient."

"He was trapped in the illusion of inner demons, his Dao heart was completely damaged, and he had gone mad."

"You're no longer able to hunt me down; you're safe now."

The Emperor Soul's voice grew softer and softer, carrying the weariness of an impending slumber.

"The illusion spell cast on you will automatically dissipate as I fall into slumber."

"Your appearance and figure will be restored to their original state."

"I've told you everything I need to."

"I don't know how many years will pass before I wake up again."

"at last."

"Wishing you success in the Music God Grand Ceremony Competition and that you shine with your own unique brilliance."

The voice completely disappeared.

The ancient imperial soul that had protected Doriya for so long fell into complete silence and entered an endless slumber.

As the Emperor's Soul went into hibernation, all illusion effects were instantly reset to zero.

The figure shrouded in black robes began to slowly transform.

Her neat short hair gradually grew longer, transforming into a head of smooth, waist-length blue hair.

Those human legs, which had been disguised for so long, gradually faded and disappeared.

Instead, a beautiful blue fishtail appeared.

The disguise has completely fallen away.

Beneath the black robe, Dorya reverted to her original appearance.

The night we stargazed on the palace terrace.

Wei Lin suddenly appeared and launched a sneak attack to assassinate him.

In the critical moment, it was the remnant soul of her sister in her spiritual world that forcibly took over her body, unleashing its fighting power to repel the enemy and allow her to escape and save her life.

Doria knew perfectly well that the man in the black robe with the raven mask possessed terrifying strength at the peak of SS rank.

Apart from the emperor, who is in seclusion, no one in the entire Mermaid Kingdom can rival him.

She did not want to disturb her father, who was in seclusion, nor did she want the flames of war to spread to the palace and implicate innocent people.

In order to draw away the killer and save everyone.

Doria made up her mind to disappear and go into hiding.

In the past, when she had nothing to do, she secretly registered a virtual identity called Hainuo.

They also signed up for the Music God Grand Ceremony Competition.

In order to completely conceal her identity and sever ties with her status as a mermaid princess.

She asked her sister in the spiritual world to use illusion magic to change her appearance and body shape.

At the same time, it deliberately conjured up human legs.

She had only ever seen it in ancient books and picture albums since she was a child, and she had always been curious about what it felt like for humans to walk.

She cherished even the fake legs created by illusion.

that's it.

Dorya is using the identity of the human player Haino.

Say goodbye to the past, blend into the crowd, and participate in the God of Music Grand Ceremony Competition.

Her talent is too outstanding.

Even if they deliberately concealed their strength, they still stood out on the field and made great strides all the way.

The outstanding results attracted a lot of attention, but also once again aroused the Wei family's murderous intent, who sent assassins to kill him.

During those days of living in anonymity, there was no royal support or care from others.

Doria lived a very frugal and impoverished life.

Living outdoors and eating in the wind and rain was the norm; they often didn't know where their next meal would come from.

Today she was so hungry that she went out into the mountains to find wild fruit to fill her stomach.

He accidentally ate a poisonous fruit and was immediately poisoned and fell into a coma, lying unconscious in a pile of fallen leaves.

It just so happens that Wei Lin, who came to assassinate Chu Ge, witnessed this.

The illusion was so realistic.

Even Wei Lin, a peak SS-level expert, couldn't detect any flaws throughout the entire process.

He was determined to eliminate all opponents who stood in William's way of winning the championship.

They pressed on relentlessly, never letting go.

Ultimately, the sleeping imperial soul was forced to take over the body again and forcefully take action.

This also completely exposed Doria's true identity, which she had been hiding for a long time.

In the mountains and forests, Doria looked up at the sky.

Wei Lin was still trapped in the illusion of inner demons, constantly screaming and going mad, and had completely become a cripple.

She then turned to look at the group of people watching the battle from the rooftop in the distance.

She recognized Chu Ge and knew his identity.

But given her current predicament, she dared not approach them to talk, nor did she dare to reveal her presence.

After a brief hesitation, Doria turned and stepped into the dense forest.

Under the cover of night, their figures quickly disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, concealing their tracks once more, and they quietly departed.