"When I saw you today, I realized you are truly extraordinary."

Liora nodded lightly, her evaluation concise and calm, without the slightest arrogance.

"Brother Magnus, this is my sister," Zeon said with a grin, clearly proud.

"I see." Magnus nodded and stood beside Zeon.

But in his heart, waves were already surging.

Liora Verdant…

Why did this name sound so familiar?

Magnus subconsciously glanced at her again, and only then did he realize what was truly terrifying.

He couldn't see through her cultivation at all.

Not even the slightest hint.

This meant only one thing—

Her realm was far above his own.

"What level is this… Ultimate Supreme?"

Magnus' heart trembled.

"Liora Verdant… Liora Verdant…"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck his mind.

"The eldest princess of the Verdant Lantern Empire—Liora Verdant!"

The one ranked first on the genius list of the Verdant Lantern Empire.

The peerless proud daughter of heaven whose name shook the entire continent.

"Hiss—!"

Magnus sucked in a cold breath and immediately cupped his hands.

"May I ask… Miss Liora, are you the eldest princess of the Verdant Lantern Empire?"

"Yes," Liora replied simply.

"I spoke rudely just now. Please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter," she said calmly.

"You and Zeon are good friends. There's no need to be so restrained."

Magnus felt his heart settle slightly.

At that moment, Zeon suddenly spoke, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Brother Magnus, you're already out—where's Brother Ethan?"

"…Coming."

Magnus no longer dared look directly at Zeon.

This fellow was usually carefree and unreliable, yet he turned out to be a true imperial prince.

No wonder he had endless treasures and life-saving tools.

Magnus raised his head and looked toward the sky.

At that moment—

A blue stream of light shot up from the distance, pierced through the clouds, and arrived above Heavenly Lake.

"Is that Ethan?"

Liora looked up.

In the sky stood a young man in plain blue clothes, hands clasped behind his back.

His posture was straight, his aura natural and restrained, his temperament extraordinary.

There was no visible spiritual energy fluctuation around him.

"So the rumors are true," Liora thought. "A pure physical cultivator."

"That aura… completely natural, perfectly integrated."

"He is very strong—no weaker than me."

She made her judgment the instant Ethan appeared.

Ethan's expression was calm, like a detached expert gazing down upon the mortal world.

After advancing to the Supreme Realm, his entire presence had undergone an earth-shaking transformation.

The baptism of the Great Dao had allowed him to complete a profound epiphany.

His Boundless Intent World had reached the realm of transformation, and he had created his own unique scythe techniques.

His cultivation had directly stepped into the early stage of the Intermediate Supreme.

This leap was largely thanks to the Supreme Heart he had previously absorbed.

The Supreme Heart obtained from the ruins beneath Sun Moon Lake—

That heart once belonged to a Perfect Supreme, an existence already half a step onto the Emperor Path.

Although much of its power had dissipated over time, it was still enough to support Ethan's explosive advancement.

In addition, Ethan's Divine Flame Body Building technique had reached the third level, and the first internal star of the Nine Emperors Dao Body—the Emperor Star—had been completely condensed.

His physical strength and combat power soared dramatically.

And that wasn't all.

After condensing the Emperor Star, Ethan discovered the true wonders of the Nine Emperors Dao Body.

Each fully condensed internal star would grant a Star Secret Technique.

And the power of these techniques was no weaker than any secret technique he knew.

The technique obtained from the Emperor Star was an auxiliary technique—

Supreme Prisoner's Heavenly Lock.

…

Ethan's gaze swept across the surroundings and finally landed on the woman beside Zeon.

Her beauty was stunning, her bearing noble, her elegance unparalleled.

"Ultimate Supreme?"

A faint blue glow flickered in Ethan's eyes—the mark of the Heaven-Piercing Mind Eyes.

Even though Liora had deliberately concealed her aura with a secret technique, she couldn't escape his perception.

Above Upper Supreme lay Ultimate Supreme.

Above that lay Perfect Supreme.

These realms differed fundamentally from the lower stages.

"No," Ethan quickly judged.

"Peak Upper Supreme."

"She's just one step away from the Ultimate Supreme."

The distinction was clear—

Only when spiritual energy fully transformed into divine power could one be called an Ultimate Supreme.

Beyond that stage was the continuous refinement of divine power and deeper control of the laws.

"This woman's eyes resemble Zeon's…"

"She must be his relative."

Ethan reached a conclusion.

At the same time, Liora felt an inexplicable chill.

It was as if she had been completely seen through.

"Sister," Zeon reminded softly, "he's Ethan."

"Mm."

"How is he?" Zeon asked.

"Very strong," Liora replied, her expression turning solemn for the first time.

Ethan withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly to Magnus and Zeon.

No words were needed.

Then—

His eyes shifted.

They locked onto Atlas Ashmount.

"You must be the Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Endless Mountains," Ethan said calmly.

There was no emotion in his voice.

Although he was only at the early stage of the Intermediate Supreme, his Original Power had already transformed into divine power.

In terms of true combat strength, he was already comparable to an Ultimate Supreme.

With the Chaos Clock and the Heaven and Earth Compass in hand, even a Perfect Supreme would struggle to suppress him—and might even be counter-suppressed.

Atlas frowned slightly.

An inexplicable irritation rose in his heart.

This Ethan was clearly a junior, yet his tone was calm and condescending.

It felt… disrespectful.

"Yes," Atlas replied stiffly.

"I am Atlas, Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Endless Mountains."

"And you must be Ethan."

"Yes," Ethan said simply.

Then—

He smiled faintly.

"Do you want my artifact?"

Ethan raised his palm.

A small ancient clock slowly floated into the air.

Its surface was wrapped in dark-golden energy, radiating an ancient, divine aura—

The unmistakable power of a divine artifact.

With his current strength, Ethan could already wield seventy to eighty percent of the Chaos Clock's power.

"Here," he said calmly.

"Come and get it."

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