Two fists brimming with boundless emotion collided with the black point. High above the cliff, the air rippled faintly, as if a twisted painting about to explode in majestic waves.
Such overwhelming force—even those within the Titled Sequence would be left speechless.
Strike!
Both fists surged forward, without the slightest retreat.
Yet they only managed to weaken the black point’s power. In the next instant, it plunged into Andrew Han’s brow, overturning his consciousness in a wild surge and ruthlessly crashing into his mind—a strike nearly at the soul level.
“Damn it.”
In a flash, Leon Yu hurriedly supported Andrew Han.
He exchanged glances with the other two Law Realm Real Persons, all of them wearing grim expressions. In truth, they had been guarding against Specter attacks the entire time, ensuring Andrew Han’s safety, and could confidently assert there had been no opportunity for the three terrifying Specters to strike.
“How could something like this happen?”
“They only feinted at us for a moment, never actually unleashing ghost power. Besides, our Law Realm Internal Power covered the area—how did this Specter attack break through our blockade?”
Leon Yu was deeply puzzled, still supporting Andrew Han.
Their supposedly flawless protection—somehow, a flaw had appeared, and they had failed to intercept this Specter disruption in time.
“If my guess is correct,” one of the Law Realm Real Persons shook his head, his face ashen, “they must have used a ghost technique long before we arrived, concealing it in the air, lying in wait for the right moment—ready to kill Andrew Han in one blow.”
In other words—
If Andrew Han hadn’t invited three Law Realm guardians, he would have died for certain today—for the final killing move in this death trap was precisely a Specter strike on par with the Law Realm.
That’s why Mu Sam was so confident.
That’s why Mu Sam left behind those dying words, declaring Andrew Han’s inevitable death.
Even if Andrew Han could escape the combined siege of Great‑Class Demons and Specters, he could not evade this Specter killing move—a technique powerful enough to obliterate the vitality of an ordinary titled third‑step Martial Lord.
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Far away, among the white clouds—
There were quiet whispers.
“Well?”
“Is the human Andrew Han dead?”
The three Specters watched from afar, their cruel, ferocious eyes emerging one after another, each revealing a trace of regret.
A pity.
Andrew Han did not die.
All of them fell silent, increasingly aware of the terror that was Andrew Han. This battle truly established his reputation as unkillable by anyone below the Law Realm—a feat so shocking, so absurd, it defied belief.
“Alas.” One of the Specters sighed, “I thought the Great‑Class Demons would be enough to kill him. Who could have predicted that Andrew Han would mutate mid‑battle—something akin to Demon‑type transformation—causing his strength to soar and slaughter every foe present.”
In truth—
They hadn’t considered Andrew Han a threat at all—just another human.
The very nature of humanity defined the limits of martial humans’ power. That’s why they looked down on humans, destined to become mere food, and thought Andrew Han was just an unusually tough martial human.
But the mysterious events just now shook them to their ghostly cores!
After all, Andrew Han’s Inspiration was already legendary. Instant‑killing a Great‑Class Specter was one thing, but to violently slaughter nine Great‑Class Demons was truly astonishing—especially since each of those nine was a peak Great‑Class Demon, able to dominate all directions.
Take, for example, the cerulean giant bull.
Known as the embodiment of rage, the Raging Bull—once angered, it could topple mountains hundreds of meters tall. Its horns were famed for splitting stone, able to pierce through mountain ranges stretching for dozens of miles!
“Truly terrifying.”
“Those Raging Bull horns—so incredibly tough, yet Andrew Han shattered them with a single slap.” a Specter murmured, its voice chilling and filled with killing intent.
Indeed.
They all understood—Andrew Han must never be allowed to grow unchecked, or one day he would become a true disaster for all Specters.
It was common knowledge that Inspiration suppressed Specters. And a martial human like Andrew Han, possessing unprecedented Inspiration, was even more dangerous to Specters. For instance, an ordinary Martial Artist could, relying solely on Inspiration, kill a General‑class Specter—a feat so bizarre it defied all logic.