"This is an extremely terrifying force, enough to dominate the entire Skyreach Territory!"

Atlas Ashmount's voice was heavy, carrying unconcealed pressure.

"If the Blood Tavern and the Myriad Treasure Pavilion only have one Upper Supreme—the Blood Marquis—then this battle will be extremely difficult."

"Only one?" Ethan frowned slightly.

Then he spoke calmly, "Neither the Myriad Treasure Pavilion nor my Blood Tavern are fools. Since the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets has transferred people, we will naturally have reinforcements as well."

"If the situation were truly critical, I would have received news long ago."

"…."

Atlas Ashmount fell silent, still unable to completely relax.

Ethan's reasoning was sound.

But what if the Blood Tavern and the Myriad Treasure Pavilion failed to respond in time?

What if the enemy acted faster than expected?

With just Ethan, the Blood Marquis, and himself, how could they contend with nearly twenty Supreme-level experts?

"If Holy Lord Atlas is afraid," Ethan said lightly, glancing at him, "you may leave now."

"But you should also know that if you leave at this moment, we will become enemies in the future."

Atlas's heart jolted.

Before he could speak, Isolde hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Ethan. My master is only worried, that's all. We will stand firmly by your side."

She even shot her master a sharp glare.

For Isolde, this was already a highlight moment in her long life.

Once upon a time, she didn't even dare breathe loudly in front of her master.

Now, she was actually lecturing him.

"Master," Isolde transmitted mentally, "since you've chosen to take a side, don't hesitate anymore. Just follow Ethan. Overthinking will only slow us down."

Atlas let out a long breath.

"You're right," he replied inwardly.

Then he looked at Ethan and said aloud, "Mr. Ethan, forgive my hesitation earlier."

"With your words, I feel reassured."

Ethan nodded slightly.

"As long as I'm here," he said calmly, "even if the other side has an Ultimate Supreme, they won't even think about touching the Blood Tavern."

The tone was flat.

But the confidence within it was overwhelming.

.....

Skyreach Territory, Noble Sun City.

At this moment, Noble Sun City had already changed beyond recognition.

The once-prosperous city was now filled with ruins.

Large areas had been razed to the ground, turning into rubble and dust.

Only the regions near the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, Blood Tavern, and Myriad Treasure Pavilion remained mostly intact—yet even they bore the scars of battle.

Most cultivators had already fled Noble Sun City.

Those who remained were either unable or unwilling to leave, and had all chosen sides.

On one side—

An alliance led by the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, the Vernal clan, the Illusion Dream Sect, and the Shadow Moon Tower.

On the other—

The Blood Tavern, the Myriad Treasure Pavilion, and the Crazy Blade Mercenary Group brought by Lana.

For three consecutive days, fierce battles erupted without pause.

Supreme experts clashed repeatedly, and even the upper echelons of both sides suffered injuries.

From the current situation, the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets Alliance clearly held the advantage.

They had more people.

And more Upper Supremes.

The Blood Marquis and his allies had already been forced back into the Blood Tavern, relying on its grand defensive formation to barely hold on.

.....

Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, top floor.

Night slowly descended.

Inside a vast chamber, a long table stretched across the room.

Supreme experts sat on both sides.

Drake Supreme.

River.

Seth Vernal.

All were present.

Bronze lamp holders hung from the ceiling, dim candlelight flickering and casting long shadows across everyone's faces.

At the head of the table sat an old man.

His hands were clasped, fingers interlocked, supporting his chin.

His posture was relaxed, yet the pressure he exuded was immense.

"Blood Marquis has already returned," the old man spoke slowly, his voice sharp and thin.

"Yet Ethan is still nowhere to be seen."

"What is the next step?"

This old man was Enzo Vernal.

Supreme Elder of the Vernal clan.

An Upper Supreme, one of the most powerful in Vernal Clan.

He cultivated a bizarre technique known as the Sunflower Heart Sutra.

Legend had it that this was a fragment of a divine-grade technique passed down from ancient times.

Its power was formidable—

But the price was equally severe.

To cultivate it, one had to abandon manhood.

Thus, Enzo Vernal's voice was high-pitched, his appearance somewhat feminine, with pale skin and striking red lips.

Opposite him sat a middle-aged man.

This was Malrik, an Upper Supreme dispatched by the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.

He had only recently stepped into the Upper Supreme realm, and his combat strength was slightly inferior to Enzo Vernal's.

Beside Malrik sat a beautiful middle-aged woman.

Her lips were crimson, her figure voluptuous.

Her name was Arza.

Malrik's sister.

Both siblings were Supreme experts of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.

"That depends on what your Vernal clan intends to do," Malrik replied calmly.

"Should we strike the Azure Origin Dao Sect first, or should we completely seize Noble Sun City before anything else?"

Arza followed up smoothly, "Senior Enzo, the Azure Origin Dao Sect falls under your Vernal clan's authority. You can make the decision."

"We must act quickly. If we wait for reinforcements from the Blood Tavern and the Myriad Treasure Pavilion, things will become troublesome."

Enzo Vernal frowned slightly.

"Very well," he said after a brief pause.

"I'll notify the people stationed near the Azure Origin Dao Sect to take action immediately."

"But without a Supreme present, I'm afraid that once Ethan appears, they won't be able to suppress him."

"Don't worry," Malrik said calmly, a faint gleam flashing deep in his eyes.

"The Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets has also dispatched people to the Azure Origin Dao Sect."

"They're simply waiting for your order."

"Our people will coordinate with yours and act together."

"Your people?" Enzo Vernal's brows knitted together.

"The main pavilion has already sent more than two Upper Supremes?"

Malrik smiled faintly.

"The Blood Marquis is strong, and Ethan has a divine weapon."

"Naturally, our Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets made sufficient preparations."

Enzo Vernal's expression eased slightly.

"I see. In that case, things will be much easier."

"I'll immediately give the order to the Azure Origin Dao Sect."

"Then tonight, we launch a general assault on the Blood Tavern and the Myriad Treasure Pavilion."

He paused, then added coldly, "After this is over, I hope your Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets will honor the agreement."

"All we want is one divine weapon and Ethan's life."

"Rest assured," Malrik replied without hesitation.

"As allies, the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets will never break its word."

"According to the agreement, your Vernal clan and our Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets will each take one artifact."

"All other treasures will be distributed to the Illusion Dream Sect and the Shadow Moon Tower."

After saying this, Malrik turned his gaze toward the row of Supremes seated on the right side of the table.

These were all Supreme experts—

And the true leaders of the other major forces they had brought into this alliance.

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