In comparison, Ethan looked almost insignificant—like a lone cultivator standing before an ancient calamity beast.

"Young Master, let's go!"

Kale did not hesitate for even a breath.

He seized Aemon and fled without looking back.

At that moment, Kale abandoned all restraint. His blood essence ignited violently, and crimson radiance burst forth from his pores. His body transformed into a streak of bloody light, tearing through the sky like a falling star drenched in slaughter.

Every step shattered the air.

Space screamed as it collapsed behind him.

"Celestial Prism Dharma Body!"

"The treasure bone technique!"

Ethan's gaze turned cold.

With a single thought, a dazzling, multicolored giant manifested behind him. Its body shimmered with starlight, radiant bones glowing faintly beneath translucent skin, as if carved from the laws of heaven themselves.

After stepping into the Supreme Realm, Ethan no longer needed to anchor his Dharma Body to himself.

It could move independently.

A second body.

A living incarnation of his will.

The Great Sky-Tail Scorpion roared, its massive tail whipping violently through the air. The sharp stinger condensed terrifying power and stabbed toward Ethan with murderous precision.

The Celestial Prism Dharma Body reached out calmly—

And seized the tail mid-strike.

With a brutal twist, it yanked the colossal demon lord off balance and hurled it into the sky like a rag doll.

The scorpion's enormous brown eyes rolled wildly, fury surging.

Its tail suddenly swelled, veins bulging as thick, corrosive poison erupted outward.

A purple-black mist flooded the sky.

In a single blink, the Celestial Prism Dharma Body was completely submerged.

This poison was the Sky-Tail Scorpion's pride.

So dense it devoured light.

An ordinary Intermediate Supreme would lose most of their combat power instantly.

An Inferior Supreme touching it without protection would rot alive within an hour, doomed without a high-grade antidote.

"Ahahaha—!"

The Sky-Tail Scorpion laughed wildly, its demonic voice echoing across the land.

Its monstrous face twisted with delight.

Although it could take human form, only by revealing its true body could it unleash its full power.

"Snort."

Ethan sneered.

He was already more than a hundred feet away, chasing Kale and Aemon.

Suppressing a mere Intermediate Demon Lord with his Dharma Body required no attention at all.

He had no intention of killing it.

A demon lord of this level still had value.

Once subdued with the Infinite Ten Thousand Beasts Technique, it could become a guardian beast for the Royal Beast Sect.

Boom—!

Suddenly, dazzling prismatic light erupted from within the poisonous mist.

The Celestial Prism Dharma Body stepped forward unscathed.

The poison dispersed like smoke before a blazing sun.

This Dharma Body had been tempered by supreme tribulations and refined by starlight. Its physique rivaled ancient ferocious beasts—poison was nothing more than a joke.

"(ÒωÓױ)!"

The Sky-Tail Scorpion's pupils widened.

Fear replaced arrogance.

Only then did it realize—

Ethan was gone.

He had already gone after its master.

"I… I've done all I can…"

The thought barely formed—

Before a massive fist smashed down on its rear.

Crack!

Its carapace shattered, pain exploding through its body.

"Don't kill me!"

"Please don't kill me!"

The Sky-Tail Scorpion screamed, abandoning all pride.

The Dharma Body lifted its foot and stomped down on its tail, pinning it firmly to the ground and severing all escape.

Meanwhile—

Kale and Aemon fled at full speed.

The sky collapsed behind them again and again.

Yet Kale's heart sank deeper with every breath.

"Faster… faster!"

His face was pale, teeth clenched until blood seeped from his gums.

Because he could already feel it.

Ethan's aura.

Closing in relentlessly.

The distance between them shrank rapidly.

If this continued, they would be caught within dozens of breaths.

With Ethan's combat power rivaling an Ultimate Supreme, Kale knew—

He could not protect Aemon.

"Damn it…"

Kale's eyes hardened with resolve.

"Ethan… I will remember this!"

"One day, I will return to Skyreach Territory and repay this humiliation a thousandfold!"

His heart thundered violently.

Then—

He burned it.

Heart blood surged through his veins, igniting his essence.

A blazing crimson light erupted around him, forming a blood-colored inferno that wrapped his entire body.

"Heart-blood burns!"

Kale roared.

His aura exploded.

Below the Ultimate Supreme, he was now nearly invincible.

But the price was absolute.

Burning heart blood destroyed the foundation. Even if he survived, his cultivation would stagnate forever.

But he had no choice.

Boom!

The air detonated.

Kale's speed surged several times over, carrying Aemon forward like a bolt of blood-red lightning.

Space cracked, collapsed, and healed repeatedly beneath the crushing pressure of their flight.

Ethan narrowed his eyes.

"Burning heart blood… a desperate struggle."

He shook his head faintly.

"No matter how much you sacrifice, it's meaningless."

Lightning burst beneath Ethan's feet.

His speed increased once more.

In just a few breaths—

He was already there.

Kale turned his head.

His face went ashen, pupils filled with fear.

"So… fast…"

"Too fast…"

"Young Master!"

Kale shouted hoarsely.

"Today, we've struck an iron wall."

"I'll stop him. You go!"

"No!"

Aemon roared.

"I've already lost Elder John!"

"I won't abandon you too, Elder Kale!"

"This world is cruel," Kale said grimly.

"The weak are devoured."

"Only by surviving can you avenge us."

"No!"

Aemon stuffed dozens of pills into his mouth—healing pills, strength pills, forbidden pills.

He swallowed them all.

His aura surged violently.

His realm forcefully stabilized at the early stage of the Intermediate Supreme.

But his body screamed in agony.

This state would last only minutes.

"Elder Kale," Aemon said, eyes blazing.

"Give me strength."

"We fight to the death."

Kale stared at him in shock.

Aemon raised his hand.

A dark-red ancient scroll appeared.

The moment it surfaced, the surrounding space trembled violently.

Ancient patterns pulsed faintly across its surface, and eight strange and ferocious beast phantoms seemed to breathe beneath the seal.

Aemon's voice trembled—not with fear, but with resolve.

"Mr. Kale, give me strength. We must fight to the death now. Use the Map of the Eight Wonders. It is an ancient relic—a magical treasure that can be compared artifacts."

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