Inside the Divine Temple.
Ian Song let out a long breath of turbid air. Feeling the changes within his body, he couldn’t help but smile. After consuming a huge amount of top-grade Elephant-Origin Pills, his strength had finally reached mid-stage Golden Immortal.
Unfortunately, Elephant-Origin Pills wouldn’t help him much from now on. To quickly advance to late-stage Golden Immortal, he’d have to gather sixth- and seventh-grade Immortal Medicines to refine even higher-tier Immortal King Pills.
With a thought, Ian walked out of the Divine Temple, intending to release his women as well. But just then, he sensed an overwhelming divine sense suddenly blanketing the entire inn where he was staying.
"A Profound Immortal!"
Ian’s face darkened slightly. Only a Profound Immortal could possess such a vast divine sense.
Whoosh!
Two figures flashed and appeared abruptly in the courtyard.
One was a tall, imposing middle-aged man. The other, a young man with handsome features but a slightly effeminate aura, whose eyes burned with deep resentment.
"The puppet mastery on Mason Jiang has been broken!"
The moment Ian saw Mason Jiang, he knew his puppet mastery over Mason had been broken—and the one who did it was almost certainly the middle-aged man before him.
"Uncle, it’s him! He’s the bastard who put a restriction on my soul!"
Mason Jiang pointed at Ian, his voice full of rage and venom.
"A remnant of the Dark Covenant?"
Warren Lonely stared coldly at Ian and asked in a frosty voice.
"No!" Ian replied calmly, shaking his head.
"It doesn’t matter whether you are or not. The fact that you dared target my nephew is your greatest mistake!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Warren Lonely flipped his hand and struck at Ian with his palm.
This palm didn’t carry overwhelming power—just Golden Immortal level—but within it was a mysterious force of Law.
To become a Profound Immortal, one must comprehend the Laws of the world, absorb them into the body, and condense them into Law sigils. Only then can one be called a Profound Immortal.
Human Immortals, Earth Immortals, and even Golden Immortals all compete in raw power.
So a Human Immortal can sometimes defeat an Earth Immortal, and an Earth Immortal can sometimes defeat a Golden Immortal. But a Golden Immortal absolutely cannot defeat a Profound Immortal who wields the power of Law.
That’s why, in the history of the Langya Immortal World, cases of Golden Immortals defeating Profound Immortals are extremely rare.
Bang!
Ian understood this, but he wasn’t afraid. He met the palm strike with his fist.
But at the moment their fist and palm collided, Ian felt a mysterious, destructive force slam into his body.
Step, step, step!
He retreated several steps in succession, relying on his Body of Ten Thousand Stars and immortal yuan force dozens of times stronger than a normal mid-stage Golden Immortal to grind away that Law-infused power.
Even so, his heart grew heavy. That palm only held the strength of a normal mid-stage Golden Immortal, yet it still drove him back and nearly injured him. Normally, he could kill a mid-stage Golden Immortal with a single finger—Profound Immortals truly were on another level.
Warren Lonely was also surprised. Ian hadn’t been injured by his palm, only forced back a few steps. That strike contained Destruction Law; even a late-stage Golden Immortal would be seriously wounded, let alone a mid-stage Golden Immortal without an immortal body.
"Good. Then take another palm from me!"
With a low shout, Warren Lonely struck at Ian again, this time with greater force and even more Destruction Law.
"Bring it on!"
Ian shouted, not daring to hold back. He unleashed his full power, driving his divine body and immortal yuan force as he punched out.
Bang!
Their fist and palm collided in midair, sending a shock through Ian’s whole body. He was blasted backward, but managed to steady himself in midair—though a trickle of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
But his injuries weren’t serious, just a light wound that would heal quickly even without using the Radiance of Life.
Seeing Ian only lightly injured, Warren Lonely was even more surprised. "Interesting. That last palm of mine would have killed any Golden Immortal, but you’re only lightly wounded. Since that’s the case, let’s see where your limit really lies!"
Warren Lonely’s eyes narrowed, cold light flashing within them. Then, from a distance, he sent another palm strike at Ian.
This palm strike carried Profound Immortal-level power, and the Destruction Law within it was even more terrifying.
"Kill!"
The Yanhuang Sword appeared in Ian’s hand, and he unleashed the Heavenbreaker Sword Canon to meet the attack head-on.
In an instant, sword qi filled the air. Waves of terrifying sword energy frantically shredded at Warren Lonely’s palm strike.
Bang!
But in the next moment, Ian was smashed into the ground, landing hard and spitting out blood. Cracks appeared in his internal organs, and the Destruction Law rampaging inside him kept tearing at his body.
"Suppress!"
Ian activated the Ninth Transformation of Nine Stellar Transformations. Instantly, a flood of energy surged into his body, causing him to swell in size.
Pop!
With several hundred times his normal strength, he finally crushed the destructive force raging inside him.
A moment later, Ian stood up from the ground, staring at Warren Lonely, Yanhuang Sword in his right hand and a blade of flowing light in his left.
He fully sensed the vast gap between himself and Warren Lonely, but refused to give up. He wanted to see, after using all his trump cards, just how far below Warren he still was.
This time, he didn’t wait for Warren to strike—he attacked first.
With his right hand, he unleashed the Heavenbreaker Sword Canon in a wild barrage at Warren Lonely, while his left hand swung the Time-Reaving Blade into the gaps.
"Excellent sword art! Incredible divine ability!"
Warren Lonely countered with both palms, easily breaking Ian’s sword techniques. But when he was struck by the Time-Reaving Blade, he felt a chunk of his lifespan vanish.
Though a Profound Immortal has hundreds of thousands of years of lifespan, losing several centuries all at once still leaves one feeling weak for a moment.
The Heavenbreaker Sword Canon is a top-tier Immortal-grade sword technique. Unfortunately, Ian hasn’t yet grasped the power of Law, so he can’t unleash the sword canon’s true might.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
Energy clashed again and again. As the duel went on, Warren Lonely’s power kept rising—even the Laws he wielded grew in number.
Mason Jiang had long since retreated to the sidelines. Watching Ian trade blows with Warren Lonely, his eyes flickered with uncertain light.
Bang!
After eighteen exchanges, Warren Lonely’s palm landed squarely on Ian’s chest. The instant it hit, Ian felt his body nearly collapse.
Eyes of Annihilation!
At that moment, twin beams of black light shot from Ian’s eyes.
Bang!
Because they were so close, and the black beams moved so fast, Warren Lonely couldn’t dodge completely—one struck his shoulder.
"Ugh!"
With a muffled grunt, his shoulder was pierced straight through by the black light.
But soon, blood and flesh surged at the wound, and it healed instantly.
"I can’t beat him at all!"
Ian felt a pang of regret and vanished from the spot.
"Uncle, are you all right?"
Mason Jiang hurried over.
"I’m fine. You head back to the City Lord’s Mansion—your uncle will go chase him down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Warren Lonely vanished as well.