The enemy that even he could not contend against had now fully unleashed the power of the artifact, using it to suppress the Map of the Eight Wonders.

There was no retreat.

No loophole.

Today, they were truly doomed.

"I don't accept this!!!"

Aemon roared hoarsely, veins bulging across his neck like twisted serpents. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with madness and unwillingness. He glared at Ethan as if he wanted to carve that calm face into his soul forever.

Spiritual energy erupted from his body like a flood bursting through a broken dam. He poured everything into the Map of the Eight Wonders, forcing the ancient secret treasure to tremble violently as it released layers of sealing light.

He wanted more power.

Stronger suppression.

Anything—anything—to stop that terrifying red-gold ancient clock.

But the gap was too vast.

Hopelessly vast.

The red-gold radiance released by the Chaos Clock descended like divine judgment, crushing the sealing power of the Map of the Eight Wonders with absolute dominance.

The seal shattered inch by inch.

"Damn it! Damn it!!!"

Aemon roared again, his voice cracking.

"I, Aemon, will never lose to you!"

He refused to accept it.

He refused to kneel.

At that moment, a ruthless light flashed through his eyes.

He clenched his jaw and began to cough up heart blood.

Puff—!

Scarlet mist sprayed into the air.

"This isn't over," Aemon muttered, his voice trembling yet resolute.

He slowly closed his eyes.

For a brief instant, the world seemed to quiet.

Then—

They snapped open.

"Soul burning!"

His voice was hoarse and low.

The source of his soul surged out violently, igniting into pink flames that wrapped around his body. His limbs twisted unnaturally, his posture feral and savage, like a crazed spirit dancing beneath a moonless sky.

When Kale saw this, his expression changed completely.

He knew.

The Young Master had chosen death over defeat.

The situation had already surpassed hesitation.

Without a moment's pause, Kale pressed his palms together, forming seals with shaking hands. His own soul power surged forth, ripping free from his body.

"Soul sacrifice!"

"Young Master… I'll help you!"

As his voice fell, Kale's soul drifted upward, leaving behind an empty shell.

Boom

The sky responded.

Dark clouds rolled in violently, wind screaming as if countless demons howled within it. Strange, forbidden power gathered in the heavens. Gray clouds twisted into a massive vortex, lightning flashing endlessly within.

Then—

A colossal pillar of blood-red light descended from the sky.

It engulfed Kale's soul completely.

The forbidden technique was activated.

Whether sacrificing soul or b, the result was the same—terrifying power far exceeding one's limits, gained in an instant.

At the cost of everything.

"Mr. Kale!!!"

Aemon shouted, his voice breaking.

But Kale's body had already begun to crumble into dust. His soul disintegrated within the blood pillar, decomposing into streams of the purest power, pouring directly into Aemon's head.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Aemon's realm surged wildly.

His aura skyrocketed.

His long hair whipped violently in the wind. His brows knit together, black eyes filled with savage killing intent, as if he wanted to devour Ethan alive.

"So this is your last trump card?"

Ethan watched quietly, his expression calm.

"Soul sacrifice."

He smiled faintly.

"But without divine power… no matter how many souls you burn, it's meaningless."

He raised his palm.

The Chaos Clock vibrated.

Its power intensified instantly, red-gold light cascading down like an executioner's blade, completely enveloping Aemon.

Aemon's eyes nearly split apart.

Two lines of blood tears slid down his cheeks.

He roared in despair, draining every last trace of power from his body and forcing it into the Map of the Eight Wonders.

"Even if I die today," he screamed, "I'll tear a piece of flesh off you!!!"

He slammed his palms forward.

Blood-colored light surged violently into the Map of the Eight Wonders.

The chaos secret treasure expanded abruptly.

Colorful ripples spread outward like waves on a shattered sea.

The sealing power erupted—several times stronger than before.

It collided head-on with the divine power of the Chaos Clock.

"Die!!!"

Aemon stared at the ancient clock above him, teeth clenched until they cracked.

But the moment the two forces touched—

The sealing power collapsed instantly.

Like tofu crushed by a mountain.

Only then did Aemon understand.

Everything he had done—

Every roar.

Every sacrifice.

Every desperate gamble—

Was meaningless.

From beginning to end, Ethan had never used his full strength.

That calm… was not pretense.

It was confidence born of absolute superiority.

"It's over."

Ethan's voice was gentle.

"I'll take good care of your Map of the Eight Wonders for you."

"You can rest now."

The Chaos Clock pierced through the final resistance, appearing directly above Aemon's head.

Then—

It fell.

"How dare you kill me?!"

Aemon screamed hysterically.

"The Infinite Beast Sect will never let this go! Hide if you can! Once my sect enters Skyreach Territory, all of you will die!!!"

"The Infinite Beast Sect?"

Ethan laughed softly.

"I'm looking forward to it."

Boom!!!

The Chaos Clock descended completely, swallowing Aemon in red-gold light.

At the same moment, the Map of the Eight Wonders lost all radiance.

Ethan extended his hand.

The secret treasure flew obediently into his palm.

Warm, yet cold.

Forged from materials unknown, faintly devouring soul power.

"Indeed… a fine secret treasure."

He sealed it temporarily with mental energy and stored it away.

The Chaos Clock shrank slowly.

From within came dull, thudding sounds.

Aemon's final struggle.

It lasted only a few breaths before fading into silence.

Ethan withdrew the Chaos Clock.

Below, Aemon and Kale's bodies lay riddled with cracks, essence completely drained.

Dead.

Kale's soul—sacrificed.

Aemon's soul—annihilated.

Still, Ethan did not relax.

He stepped back and raised his palm.

Pure Azure Flame burst forth.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Fireballs crashed down, incinerating the corpses instantly. A mushroom cloud of blue-white flames rose into the sky.

That was not enough.

Ethan struck dozens more times, flattening the surrounding hills entirely before stopping.

He activated the Heaven-piercing Mind Eyes, scanning carefully.

Only then did he collect their storage rings.

"Done."

With a leap, he vanished into the sky.

Below, the Great Sky-Tail Scorpion stiffened as Ethan's foot briefly pressed against its tail while passing.

Its heart nearly exploded.

"Master… is he dead?"

Terror churned violently within it.

Less than a quarter of an hour.

That terrifying young man—gone.

This strength… was abnormal.

Completely abnormal.

"It's over… it's really over…"

"I need to take initiative later. Otherwise, I'll be braised or grilled…"

The Great Sky-Tail Scorpion trembled inwardly.

Others might call him spineless.

Call him shameless.

But he was a demon who feared death.

Is it a sin to want to live?

The Great Sky-Tail Scorpion feels that in order to survive.

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