The single spear thrust into the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods stirred up monstrous, shocking waves, leaving an indelible mark on the gazes of the demons gathered there. How many times they might recall the past, that brilliance would never fade from their memories.

Alas, Jiang Wang, hidden within the Red Makeup Mirror, did not witness this scene.

While Ling Xi Hua’s twin flying spears served as his eyes and ears, and the myriad gods in the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods roared in unison, in the mirror world, divine fire suddenly ignited on Jiang Wang’s body! Although his physical reaction was swift, immediately channeling his crimson fire flow to extinguish the divine flames with his Samadhi True Fire, within the swirling crimson flames, golden embers were born and extinguished, extinguished and reborn. The divine fire was incessantly produced!

This was the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods’ second summons to him.

The first time occurred when Ling Xi Hua had preemptively stirred the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods, invoking the divine name of the Faceless God. Since Jiang Wang had never absorbed the faith of the Faceless Cult and was shielded by the Red Makeup Mirror, he had remained utterly unaffected.

Logically, the Chi Yun Mountain God held only a single title, merely a few words spoken to deceive Chai A Si; it should have been even less likely to be discovered.

But this second summons was entirely different. Not only was the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods in a state of divine power eruption, but Yang Yu had also employed a dark stratagem, striking the Heart Bell, channeling this surging power to meticulously scour the Shen Xiao Secret Realm. Furthermore, Ling Xi Hua, seizing the opportune moment, had directed the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods’ search towards Jiang Wang. The power of this resulting summons was tens, even hundreds of times stronger than the first!

Just as Jiang Wang had clearly severed his connection with the Faceless God long ago in Mo Yun City, Hu Tai Sui had still managed to trace his original position.

There are always traces left in the aftermath. When power swells to a certain degree, even the most minute details cannot escape scrutiny.

Moreover, the “Chi Yun Mountain God” was within this realm. Chai A Si, the only one connected to the title “Chi Yun Mountain God,” who spoke of nothing but the Upper Venerable, was also within this realm. And Jiang Wang had recently stolen two Spirit Flames!

All clues regarding the Chi Yun Mountain God were instantly captured, and then, nearly infinite responsive divine power began to call out the divine name. Though the Chi Yun Mountain God lacked a “god,” the “name” still existed.

Ling Xi Hua’s use of power to pry into the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods was the myriad gods’ exhaustive search of the Shen Xiao world, calling out to all things related to this matter. This occurred countless times in a single breath.

Finally, even the Red Makeup Mirror could no longer prevent it; divine fire ignited the original body of the Chi Yun Mountain God!

Jiang Wang used his Samadhi True Fire to burn away the divine fire, desperately trying to isolate himself. But human power is finite, while divine power is boundless. Sooner or later, he would be unable to resist.

What’s more, even if he possessed truly infinite power, capable of easily suppressing this responsive divine force, or if the entity in the deep white mist were to awaken and intervene, he and his Red Makeup Mirror could not remain hidden. The gods’ summons flowed like water poured onto the ground, spreading throughout the entire Shen Xiao world, but here at the Red Makeup Mirror, a deep pit had appeared, where responsive divine power only entered and did not leave. Now, it was only because the battle was intense and the waves were vast; once the Sea of Ten Thousand Gods calmed slightly, the deep pit at the bottom would necessarily be reflected on the surface, making it quite obvious. A little thought, following the direction of the responsive divine power, would suffice to pinpoint the landing place of the Chi Yun Mountain God.

Thus, exposure had become a foregone conclusion. Jiang Wang’s delay in drawing his sword and rising was due to his lingering hope, his absolute refusal to abandon all effort. His bitter resistance to the responsive divine power was to find a less unfavorable option in this dire situation!

Time flowed ever onward, and the story continued to unfold.

At this moment, the gaze of the demons was still drawn by Ling Xi Hua and Xiong San Si. Xiong San Si, who had raised his bright silver spear, had stirred up furious seas and raging waves, his single strike reshaping the onlookers’ view of the new eighth king of the Heavenly List.

Only Ling Xi Hua saw clearly that as the spear pierced the giant ape god-form’s chest and abdomen and struck it, Xiong San Si had silently formed words with his mouth, in the language of the Canine race, saying — “Follow me into the formation, then kill!” He had specifically used a phrase from Ling Xi Hua’s demon body period. So contemptuous, so wildly arrogant.

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It had reacted too slowly. It gradually regained control of its hands, still attempting to seize the bronze tripod, but internally, its world had been turned upside down. Lu Qi Lang, Xiong San Si, and Ling Xi Hua had successively invaded. It never knew where to strike first, relying only on instinct, continuously mobilizing power to counter Lu Qi Lang, who was heading straight for the divine infant.

This, in turn, created time for Xiong San Si. The massive flesh wound was like a cave in a mountain cliff. And the armored warrior who had invaded the cave, holding a silver spear, pressed forward without hesitation. Just as in a battle where armies clash, the focus of military force shifts; where one place is strong, another is necessarily weak. Lu Lang faced the main force, the fists and feet, the knives and swords. Xiong San Si’s attack, however, struck at the very heart of its being.

In the process of his life-and-death struggle with Ling Xi Hua, he had always paid attention to the movements inside the giant ape god-form. Thus, he was able to arrive later but strike first, seizing the crucial moment when Lu Qi Lang was about to claim the divine infant, and delivering a killing blow with his spear.

Rising like a cold star, unleashing like a celestial river. Lu Qi Lang felt danger! This was a danger he had never felt from any other new king of the Heavenly List! Utterly terrifying, with the momentum of annihilation. And this was a spear technique he had never seen before. He saw only the spear light, not the hand; he saw only the celestial river, not the demon body. What did it feel like to face an entire celestial river? Majestic? Glorious and resplendent? In front of Lu Qi Lang, he felt only anger! Fear! His spiritual senses patrolled the celestial river, indeed grasping many opportunities, but the spear lights were connected, filling the gaps with gaps, like thousands of soldiers rushing a formation. Seeing through the crucial points of a single soldier or officer was fundamentally insufficient!

At the critical moment when he had just barely broken through the divine barrier, his strength greatly depleted, Lu Qi Lang could only retreat. But behind him was the approaching divine light net, the never-ending offensive from this very Ten Thousand Gods Cavern. This foolish divine infant! It still hadn’t reacted to its true threat!

But even with greater unwillingness, Lu Qi Lang could only curl his body and unleash his sword, chopping into the divine light net. Xiong San Si had seized the perfect timing; miss this step, and he would admit defeat! Inside the giant ape god-form, it instantly became noisy. The so-called Flesh Ten Thousand Gods Cavern welcomed the descent of the gods.

Dazzling spear light covered the entire Eight Trigrams God Platform. Xiong San Si, covered in bone armor, released himself without reservation in this moment! He repelled Lu family’s Qi Lang, overturned the golden sea of divine power, shattered the fragments of the light curtain, and without the slightest hesitation, his single spear pierced the divine infant seated on the Eight Trigrams Platform!

Outside the mountain platform, the hairy giant palm, which had been struggling to grasp the Mars within the tripod, suddenly collapsed with a resounding boom. Dust and smoke billowed.

From the moment he entered the Shen Xiao world until his battle with Ling Xi Hua just now, Xiong San Si had always suppressed himself, always imprisoned his hatred in a cage. No, it wasn’t just this moment. It was the time spent waiting for the Shen Xiao world to open in the Shen Xiao Secret Chamber. It was ten years of friendship with Yu Xin. It was eleven years of operating in Zi Wu Hills. It was two years and over seven hundred days and nights of bitter endurance in the Thousand Tribulations Cavern… All the pain bloomed at this moment.

The entire process of snatching food from the tiger’s mouth was precise, swift, absolute, and powerful, exhausting all effort in this single spear! The bright silver spear, inherited from Yu Xin, pierced through the divine infant’s celestial spirit, destroying the layout of the sealed god platform in the Shen Xiao world secret realm by the Taigu Imperial City, and plundering the surging divine essence for his own use!

The bright silver spear instantly glowed with golden light and inscribed golden patterns — not divine power, but divine essence. Even in the sea of divine power, it required long-term accumulation and nurturing. Countless hardships were endured to obtain this divine essence and give birth to this spiritual and divine infant! Now, it all fell into Xiong San Si’s hands. He possessed at most the strength of a yellow sparrow, yet he relied on endurance and strategy to become the final hunter.

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It must not be! It was for… the successor as well.

“Good thief beast, indeed with impure thoughts!” Ling Xi Hua, who had closely followed Xiong San Si into the Ten Thousand Gods Cavern, watched with wide eyes as Xiong San Si seized the divine infant with a single spear, his teeth gnashing in hatred. He cared not for the Taigu Imperial City’s layout, nor for Lu Qi Lang’s mood. But seeing Xiong San Si plunder the fruit of victory was more unbearable than his own failure.

He also showed no hesitation. As he penetrated the Ten Thousand Gods Cavern, black flames already burned on his body, and he thrust his spear forward! His momentum was as noble as that of a Spirit Ancestor, intent on executing this rebellious Spirit race. This spear was bone-white and cold, this flame dark and fierce. One or two points of the Spirit Flame fell into the golden sea of divine power, staining a patch of inky black that lingered for a long time. Such momentum was clearly aimed at taking a life.

But Xiong San Si, clad in full armor, merely glanced coldly, leisurely drew back his long spear, and formed his left hand into a claw. He would grasp its skull, continuing to plunder the divine essence. And that long spear, already washed golden by the divine essence, then drew a perfect arc with the most direct trajectory, precisely hitting Ling Xi Hua’s spear tip. Throughout the entire process, there was not a single superfluous action. Spear tip against spear tip. Pure clash of sharpness against sharpness, of killing against killing.

Only a “crack” sound was heard. Ling Xi Hua’s bone spear, which burned with black flames, broke through the divine sea, and was nearly unstoppable with the borrowed power of Yang Yu, was split like bamboo from the tip! Ling Xi Hua released his grip in time, avoiding having his palm shattered, but even so, he was sent flying dozens of feet by the aftermath, hitting the flesh cliff and leaving a large “大” shaped dent. Black Spirit Flame still burned, sizzling the flesh of the giant ape god-form, but Ling Xi Hua’s eyes were filled with pure horror!

How could it… how could it be to this extent? The one wielding the knife and the one wielding the spear were completely different opponents! The refined divine essence surged within Xiong San Si’s body, flowing through his flesh and blood like a great river or lake, like a rolling dragon vein. It quenched his flesh, blood, and bones, purified his divine channels and essence, repaired the accumulated dark injuries suffered by this body, and forcibly pieced together the innumerable cracks!

Regarding the relationship between Tiger Tai Sui and the Three Evil Tribulation Lord, his heart had long held a guess. After all, he had once provided many clues, yet Tiger Tai Sui sought them in vain. After all, an existence like the Three Evil Tribulation Lord, a Heavenly Demon level being, could disappear without a trace. After all, with Tiger Tai Sui’s level of vision, it seemed as though he had no doubts about Xiong San Si. Under this demonic shell, what kind of soul was hidden? As the master of Zi Wu Hills, how could Tiger Tai Sui not care? With Ji Xing Kong’s letter and insect, connecting clues from history and the present, it was only to verify the guess.

Before this, his coming to the Shen Xiao world was to complete that one possibility in his heart within this world of infinite possibilities! He wanted to go back… He missed his master, his senior brother, his junior brother, and everything in the human world. His hometown, his country, his old friends – this San Si also! Is Master still so serious? Will he or won’t he give me a smile? Is Senior Brother’s leg, gnawed by blood soul ants, finally at ease? Will he still be in unbearable pain at midnight on the fifteenth of every month, forcing that strong man to bite through several ironwood trees? Junior Brother’s grave, which was already unfortunate, should not be desolate, but without his annual stick of incense, is it also lonely? And that talented little junior brother, does he share two? Is he possibly sitting steady as the first?

Thousands of threads of emotion were woven into one spear. At this moment, this man named Xiong San Si stood sideways, his left hand grasping the divine infant, his right hand holding the gold-plated divine spear, maintaining an offensive posture towards both Lu Qi Lang in the divine light net and Ling Xi Hua on the flesh cliff. “It has not yet snowed in Zi Wu Hills, and I have not wielded a spear for thirteen years!”

Xiong San Si’s voice was still unpleasant, but now, every word he spoke, no matter who heard it, had to be listened to seriously.

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He raised his eyes and looked at Ling Xi Hua, who was impaled on the wall by his spear, and slowly said, “Whether you are Dog Xi Hua or Spirit Xi Hua. Although you are not worthy, I still want to say—you are fortunate to witness my strongest state!” Does Tiger Tai Sui love to watch plays? Today, I wear armor and wield a spear on this stage; do you see how colorful I am?

Lu Qi Lang had at this point again chopped open the divine light net, only to see the divine infant he had painstakingly sought being grasped in Xiong San Si’s large hand… Sword energy surged like rivers and seas, yet he could not move. His heart was filled with infinite insights, yet he could not grasp that single fatal flaw. What kind of demon king was this? What kind of spear technique was this? Clearly, its sharpness was absolute, yet it seemed not to belong to this realm. Elusive, yet unbeatable, with a momentum of ten thousand tons! He could only watch with wide eyes, watching that extremely precious divine infant being wantonly destroyed. And that refined divine essence, nearly infinite, surged into Xiong San Si’s body, causing this man’s strength to rise infinitely! Already nearing true demon, already nearing true demon!

Ling Xi Hua hated with broken heart and intestines, but after all, he dared not attack again. He did not even dare to move again. Because of Xiong San Si’s eyes. They were cruelly fixed upon him. The gap in strength widened with every breath, pulling further and further apart. He could almost see his own death omen! Three Evil Tribulation Lord? My Spirit Father? Where?!

Lu Qi Lang did not move, Ling Xi Hua did not move. But Xiong San Si, holding the divine infant, moved. While absorbing the divine essence, he walked towards Ling Xi Hua. His strength surged infinitely, his momentum rose infinitely — but suddenly, he stiffened. Clearly, his body was continuously evolving, continuously approaching perfection, becoming more rounded, more marvelous. But his spine, instead, was not so straight. Because a voice faintly echoed in the void. It was Tiger Tai Sui’s voice. It was Tiger Tai Sui’s joyful, almost mad voice! This voice penetrated Mo Yun City and the Shen Xiao world, overcoming even the obstruction of disordered time and space. Because it was already approaching a Dao resonance.

“So that’s it…”

“So that’s it!”

“My Dao is complete!”

Xiong San Si’s years of scheming, years of endurance, finally snatching food from the tiger’s mouth in the Shen Xiao realm, competing with heavenly proud individuals, winning the divine infant… yet he had helped Tiger Tai Sui complete the final step! Blood-colored Spirit Flames ignited all over his body. Like demon marks, demon qi, human heart, all dissolved away. He no longer possessed real flesh; he himself was “Spirit.” He truly became a Spirit race, completing the final piece of this new race. Two years and over seven hundred days and nights of bitter endurance in the Thousand Tribulations Cavern. Eleven years of operating in Zi Wu Hills. Ten years of friendship with Yu Xin. Nay, even fighting in the Shen Xiao world until now. He was still walking within Tiger Tai Sui’s layout, still trapped in the prison of the Thousand Tribulations Cavern. Never, never escaping! He did indeed possess true demon-level power, but a deeper powerlessness, like the ebbing tide of a great sea, struck him down! Despair!

The gold-plated long spear flew from his hand; he knelt in mid-air!

“Hahaha ha!”

Ling Xi Hua, still embedded in the flesh cliff, laughed, tears streaming from his eyes.

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