"Eyes in the sky!"
Yvette Locke instinctively felt an overwhelming sense of crisis.
She stared at the eyes appearing in the sky, feeling as if a tremendous pressure was bearing down on her.
That suffocating pressure seemed to descend from the ninth heaven, landing forcefully on every inch of everyone present.
"Every time you come out of seclusion, you always make such a big scene."
Grandmaster Victor Zhou's voice rolled out, majestic as heavenly might: "Everyone only knows that the three great masters of Hong Kong always gather at Coldspire Peak to discuss the Dao and cultivate in seclusion."
"But what they don't know is, on Coldspire Peak, whether it's the mountain or the water, every blade of grass and flower already has its owner."
"You Mingdao, you claimed the plants and flowers."
"I'm curious, Grandmaster Victor Zhou, after all these years, how much opportunity you could really gain from discovering the sky of Coldspire Peak!"
Grandmaster You watched with cold eyes.
Victor Zhou spoke with obvious pride.
This time, his tone was completely different from the negotiations with Master Lin from Seacrest a few days ago.
Grandmaster Phoenix Bai cultivates the mountain and Great Bronze Sarcophagus, always residing within the colossal Great Bronze Sarcophagus, which is bound by iron chains and fused with the stone of Coldspire Peak.
That sarcophagus originally existed on Coldspire Peak—it wasn't forged by Grandmaster Phoenix Bai herself. So even if she hasn't truly stepped out of seclusion, she can still make boulders shatter and the mountain tremble.
Now, with his seclusion complete, Victor Zhou has no more concerns—his words carry the unrivaled bearing of a Hong Kong grandmaster and an unmistakable aura of dominance.
"Disciple Aiden Zhou welcomes Master out of seclusion!"
Aiden Zhou, face flushed with excitement, knelt to the ground and bowed.
Only Grandmaster You and Grandmaster Phoenix Bai, with such terrifying cultivation, can cause such scenes when emerging from seclusion.
"I'm curious, Victor Zhou, after all these years, how much opportunity you could really gain from discovering the sky of Coldspire Peak!"
Grandmaster You watched with cold eyes.
Grandmaster You cultivates the plants and flowers, able to merge his body into every blade of grass and flower across Coldspire Peak, breathing as one with the mountain.
That's why, when Grandmaster You appeared just now, he condensed from countless plants and flowers—the black aura was his true body.
Phoenix Bai cultivates the mountain and stone coffin, always residing within the colossal bronze coffin, which is bound by iron chains and fused with the stone of Coldspire Peak.
That coffin originally existed on Coldspire Peak—it wasn't forged by Phoenix Bai herself. So even if she hasn't truly stepped out of seclusion, she can still make boulders shatter and the mountain tremble.
These are all anomalies.
These are all phenomena.
They are symbols of true power.
Only Grandmaster You and Phoenix Bai, with such terrifying cultivation, can cause such scenes when emerging from seclusion.
The massive iron chains binding the Great Bronze Sarcophagus began to tremble uncontrollably, emitting sharp metallic echoes.
Even the central crimson chain pulling the Great Bronze Sarcophagus went taut, as if something extraordinary was happening.
The scale of the phenomenon reveals the strength of the one emerging from seclusion.
"If you want to watch, then watch carefully."
Around the Great Bronze Sarcophagus, gray petals danced wildly, prepared for battle.
As the eyes closed—
the entire sky shattered like a mirror.
The wind began to rise.
Clouds started to move.
On Coldspire Peak, every blade of grass and flower bowed toward the sky.
The massive iron chains binding the bronze coffin began to tremble uncontrollably, emitting sharp metallic echoes.
Even the central crimson chain pulling the bronze coffin went taut, as if something extraordinary was happening.
Without warning, the ground began to crack apart.
Grandmaster You frowned, pointing several times toward the sky. Runes appeared, forming barriers in an attempt to resist the terrifying pressure.
Around the bronze coffin, gray petals danced wildly, prepared for battle.
In an instant—
Heaven and earth seemed to suffocate for a moment.
And in the next second—
From the shattered sky, a figure slowly descended.
He walked upon the void, and at a glance, seemed like a middle-aged man.
But if one looked closely into his eyes, they'd see a depth of age far beyond his outward appearance.
Victor Zhou!
Victor Zhou, Hong Kong's Number One Grandmaster.
His place of seclusion was in the sky.
He hid himself above the Coldspire Peak Summit Arena, masking his presence with illusion arts.
Now, as Victor Zhou appears—
Coldspire Peak, heaven and earth changed color.
Within the clouds, wind and thunder rolled.
With every word he spoke, the pressure on Grandmaster You and Grandmaster Phoenix Bai grew heavier.
"Today, I, Victor Zhou, officially emerge from seclusion."
Victor Zhou walked step by step toward the Summit Arena, each step radiating terrifying might.
Pressure surged out from his body, spreading all around.
Soon, his pressure enveloped all of Coldspire Peak.
"On Coldspire Peak, every blade of grass, every stone, even every puddle is within my perception."
"Now, I am the sky of Coldspire Peak."
"I, Victor Zhou, will let everyone know—I am truly Hong Kong's Number One Grandmaster!"
"Only I am qualified to comprehend the Dao of Heaven!"
Victor Zhou burst out into wild laughter.
With every word he spoke, the pressure on Grandmaster You and Phoenix Bai grew heavier.
Everyone watched Victor Zhou descend from the sky.
Aiden Zhou was so excited he could barely speak.
"Master Lin from Seacrest, the seven-day deadline is up. I am here at Coldspire Peak—yet you are nowhere to be seen. Where are you? Where have you gone?"
"Roll out and die!"
Grandmaster Victor Zhou gazed across all of Hong Kong, his voice exploding in countless ears.
"Grandmaster Victor Zhou has emerged from seclusion!"
"That Master Lin from Seacrest didn't even show up for the duel?"
"Of course! If Master Lin from Seacrest isn't stupid, he'd never come. That's just suicide! Who could possibly beat Grandmaster Victor Zhou?"
All of Hong Kong poured outside, staring toward Coldspire Peak.
Victor Zhou's figure was impossibly far away, but that didn't stop everyone from gazing at him with burning admiration.
This was true reverence for power!
That was Grandmaster Victor Zhou, Hong Kong's Number One Grandmaster!
"Your master, Master Lin from Seacrest, clearly doesn't have the guts to show up today. Looks like your life won't be spared."
Grandmaster Victor Zhou descended from the sky, his gaze fixed on Yvette Locke, bound to the frame.
He didn't even bother to glance at the distant wall of fire above Hong Kong.
In his eyes, the anomalies marking his emergence were enough to scare Master Lin from Seacrest into crying for mercy.
How could he possibly have the guts to show up?
"He'll definitely come. He'll beat you."
Yvette Locke stared Victor Zhou in the face, refusing to back down.
"Beat me?"
Grandmaster Victor Zhou laughed loudly, sweeping his gaze around the arena.
Grandmaster You looked grim, and even Grandmaster Phoenix Bai, hidden in the Great Bronze Sarcophagus, showed rare emotional turmoil.
Lucy Bai felt the crushing pressure, her face turning pale despite herself.
The elder beside her was even worse off.
"Such terrifying anomalies and pressure."
You Han's heart sank.
Only Aiden Zhou was bursting with excitement, unable to contain himself.
"Master's back! He's out of seclusion!"
He shouted, growing more and more excited with every word.
Grandmaster Victor Zhou descended from the sky, every step calm and leisurely, yet every step radiated layer upon layer of crushing pressure. Each footfall fractured the sky above Coldspire Peak like a shattered mirror.
He strode toward the Summit Arena—finally, only one step remained.
At the exact moment his final foot touched down—
Within the blazing cube of fire, the youth's raging spiritual qi instantly contracted, fusing completely into his body.
That youth, calm and unhurried, slowly opened his tightly shut eyes.