Chapter Twenty-Six: The Master Above the Clouds

This elder was a lone wanderer in the Dark Zone, usually searching for crystal stones in the Abyss of Gods and Demons, fighting the creatures that dwelled there. This Wind Listening Panther, if brought to the Outer City, would be worth five hundred premium dark crystals! He had chased it for a long way, only to let it escape. If he hadn’t heard the panther’s last roar, he would never have found it.

“My Wind Listening Panther?” Chu Jie frowned.

“I spent three days in pursuit, only for you, boy, to reap the benefit! Hand over the Wind Listening Panther at once, or I’ll destroy you all!” The elder’s long hair danced in the wind, and the spiritual sword beneath his feet flickered with light.

Chu Jie’s gaze swept over the sword. Its material was coarse, and four dark crystals were embedded in the hilt just to sustain the elder’s flight. It reminded Chu Jie of Luo Long’s treasured sword, which could fly with just a single crystal, clearly superior to this spiritual sword.

“How can you prove it’s yours?” Chu Jie’s brows knitted. He had no desire to stir up trouble in the Abyss of Gods and Demons, a place where powers intermingled, with many wanderers and local chieftains present, and sometimes even Outer City dwellers entered.

“Hmph! Do I need proof when I say it’s mine?” The elder was somewhat renowned in the second terraced field and immediately puffed out his chest with pride.

A gleam flashed in Chu Jie’s eyes. Judging from the elder’s spiritual fluctuations, he was only at the second level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. Chu Jie was confident he could defeat him.

Seeing Chu Jie’s hesitation, the elder grew irritated. “Hmph!” With a flick of his palm, a gust of wind shot towards Chu Jie.

Chu Jie’s figure flickered, dodging the attack. “What are you doing?”

“Hmph! A bunch of mere Body Tempering brats dare enter the Abyss of Gods and Demons to seek death!” The elder sneered, his eyes full of murderous intent.

At that moment, Chu Jie’s body showed no sign of spiritual energy. The elder assumed Chu Jie was only in the Body Tempering Realm, and his attitude changed instantly. “Boy, don’t blame me for being harsh!”

“Senior, how can you bully others like this?” Chu Jie had already resolved to kill the elder. He stepped back, feigning panic, his body tensed and ready.

The brothers behind Chu Jie knew his strength well. They kept silent, their eyes wide, waiting for the show to begin.

“Boy! Today, I’ll teach you a lesson! In this world, the strong rule. Without strength, be prepared to be trampled!” The elder’s palm flickered with radiant light.

“Senior! Spare me, please!” Chu Jie put on a frightened expression, while spiritual energy surged within him, gathering in his fists.

Chu Jie waited, delaying the moment, preparing for a decisive strike.

The elder couldn’t see Chu Jie’s face beneath the mask, thinking the boy was truly terrified. He felt an unusual satisfaction—those who walked the second layer were usually Spirit Gathering Realm and above, so a group of naive newcomers brought him a sense of comfort.

“Hmph! Enough talking! Anger the old man, and you’ll pay the price!”

The elder’s gaze was icy and sinister. Light glimmered at his fingertips as he pointed at Chu Jie, ready to unleash an attack.

Chu Jie spoke, “Old fiend! Dare you tell me your name? Even in death, I’ll haunt you!”

The elder burst out laughing. “I am the Celestial Cloud Elder! Come find me if you dare!” The light in his palm spread downward, illuminating the space around them.

Chu Jie narrowed his eyes; this Celestial Cloud Elder had some skill. This was his strongest attack.

Spiritual energy swept out, and even the nearby Nine Heavens Gale trembled wildly, swirling the air and twisting the sky like a furious serpent charging forward.

The gale and spiritual energy whipped Chu Jie’s robes, his long hair billowing.

Chu Jie stepped forward, his aura erupting explosively.

The elder’s eyes shrank in shock. He hadn’t expected Chu Jie to be a Spirit Gathering Realm powerhouse!

But the attack was already unleashed. Spiritual energy flooded from the elder’s body, and he shouted harshly, “Go die!”

All of Chu Jie’s spiritual power surged into his palm, the momentum of the Great Sun Heavenly Flame Fist distorting the surrounding void.

Wild. Ferocious.

Every ounce of spiritual energy flooded his fist, a burst of domineering power erupting forth.

How could the martial arts recorded in the Scroll of Reincarnation be ordinary?

Suddenly, Chu Jie gained insight—the Great Sun Heavenly Flame Fist emphasized momentum!

No matter how formidable the foe ahead, I must press forward with unstoppable force!

With newfound understanding, the radiance of Chu Jie’s fist shone brilliantly.

“If I do not die, I shall never be defeated!” Chu Jie’s eyes blazed, his momentum surging as he roared.

Beneath the bronze mask, Chu Jie’s roar grew even more ferocious.

Boom!

It was as if the entire ocean overturned! Inexhaustible dominance surged like a vast tide; the finger-light, like a furious serpent, was instantly blasted away by the momentum of the Great Sun Heavenly Flame Fist. Boundless radiance enveloped the Celestial Cloud Elder whole.

Rip!

The elder’s upper robes burst apart instantly, and the fist-light carved bloody streaks across his face.

Chu Jie’s injured Heaven and Earth Treasure Wheel flew from his hand, transforming into a streak of light that smashed into the elder’s body.

Spurt!

The elder’s body was shattered by the impact of the Treasure Wheel.

Others only saw Chu Jie’s fist flash, and the lower half of the elder’s body exploded instantly!

Bang!

The elder’s corpse crashed to the ground, eyes wide, dying with unresolved hatred.

The onlookers were stunned, unable to believe Chu Jie’s speed—overwhelming, crushing.

Chu Jie casually picked up the elder’s spiritual sword and examined it closely. Strange cloud patterns were engraved upon it, spiritual light waves emanating from the blade, and five notches in the hilt for storing crystals.

“Boss, you’re incredible!” Xu Long shouted, his neck flushed. This battle was like a shot of adrenaline, filling them with excitement.

In a world where strength reigns supreme, it’s always the biggest fist that draws attention.

Chu Jie smiled gently. “Train hard. Strive to reach my level. And after training, whoever performs best shall have this spiritual sword!”

“Roar!!”

The brothers, as if injected with vitality, raced forward with renewed vigor, becoming a spectacle in the second terraced field.