The conversation didn't last long; Clark left.

Their feelings toward each other were cold, as it was ultimately just a temporary alliance and nothing more.

But Hai Lou Lan wished the alliance had lasted longer because someone like Clark, as a powerful expert, would benefit her in increasing her strength.

She returned to the Immortal World, specifically to the Zhong Nam Sect, her home.

Many elders received her.

Hai Lou Lan obtained the Poison inheritance.

But the Grand Elder of the Zhong Nam Sect, Zhang Bo A, appeared.

• "Elder Hai, it's good that you succeeded in seizing the inheritance, but you must attend the meeting of the great sects alongside the others."

Hai Lou Lan's heart sank in terror!

She had gotten into a huge problem!

What if they learned that she had conspired with Clark in killing everyone, and that he was from the Shadow Sect?

She considered Clark—who had lied to her about being a split soul of the Demonic Venerable Spectral King like her husband, Kang Hua—as a brother to Kang Hua.

But who cared about him now? She was in serious trouble.

But she calmed down and nodded to the Grand Elder.

After several days...

Hai Lou Lan was sitting beside her closest friend, the fairy Xue Er, married to the most prominent elder of the sect and the most outstanding in the Immortal World: the musician "Autumn Dawn," who has neither good nor evil in him, only "Han Chenqing" exists!

Han Chenqing was with them outside, standing behind the canopy and listening to them.

Hai Lou Lan trusted Xue Er as her closest friend.

• "I've gotten into trouble! I conspired with someone against the team that was with me, and only he and I remain!"

Xue Er screamed:

• "Are you crazy?! You'll bring trouble upon yourself, or worse, the other sects will demand your head!"

• "I know that, but what should I do?"

Xue Er sighed:

• "What you should do, in truth, is claim that you struggled, that you only managed to take the Poison inheritance, and that the opponent was extraordinarily powerful."

Hai Lou Lan replied, her hand shaking as she held a teacup:

• "In truth, he is extraordinarily powerful! I saw with my own eyes him kill Su Tai with a single strike, and kill Bo Lan who was using Hai Chenqing's inheritance!"

Han Chenqing opened his eyes:

• "Interesting! But they're just mortal battles."

Han Chenqing possesses the seventh rank, and only has one heavenly round left to reach the attainment of the eighth rank: Saint!

Hai Lou Lan was tense, but she had to inform on him. The least that would happen would be harming the Shadow Sect.

Han Chenqing spoke while holding his flute:

• "So, he's from a specific sect?"

Hai Lou Lan spoke:

• "Yes, specifically the Shadow Sect."

Han Chenqing laughed:

• "Then, I'll go find him."

Xue Er spoke fearfully:

• "But isn't this like going into a tiger's den?"

Han Chenqing replied arrogantly:

• "No one under this heaven can face me!"

Han Chenqing left, and Hai Lou Lan's heart sank into deep fear for herself.

Meanwhile, there was a meeting of the sects. They were all angry, not knowing what had happened. None of their sect members had returned, as only Hai Lou Lan had returned to her own sect, and she was the only one who knew the truth, besides the Heaven's Guards.

Soon, a message arrived through the Extreme Movement "Crystal of Heaven," and its content was:

• "Your sect members have been killed, and Hai Lou Lan of the Zhong Nam Sect was injured because of a child from the Shadow Sect!"

The sender was Han Chenqing!

He quickly directed attention to the Shadow Sect, so Hai Lou Lan wouldn't get implicated in the matter.

Soon, everyone's eyes were plunged into darkness because of that theft!

In the Immortal World, racism is severe. People from the central region oppose the northern region, and the same goes for all regions!

An immortal from the south will be treated with contempt outside his region. That's how treatment is.

How do they know?!

Because their aura is saturated with their region.

When ascending to a new immortal rank, the Immortal Unconsciousness is formed from the energies of heaven and earth; it draws its power from its region.

For example: an immortal from the central region ascends, so he will draw that energy from his region and its sky, and thanks to that, they can determine from which region you come based on your unique aura.

A great war will break out, and naturally, the Shadow Sect will direct its hatred towards Clark!

Clark, in the present time, had been separated from Hai Lou Lan for a full month.

He had arrived at Hansburg City, which is part of the Gothic State, but it's 300 kilometers from the capital.

He left without informing the Chi State, or even Hua Zhen.

He was in a private room, having gathered numerous resources over the past month.

He was trying to create a new Extreme Movement, naming it "Ghost Face." Its purpose was to shape his face into any form he desired and change his aura as he wished. It would become the third Extreme Movement of the Theft Path.

But deduction was extremely difficult without a method to generate abundant ideas in Clark's mind.

Although Clark was progressing well, with the attainment of a master in the Star Path, which specializes in ideas, that was still the limit of his attainment. He couldn't reach a higher level because he was mortal, and those were the limits of mortals after all.

But that didn't dampen his resolve or make him feel helpless; there was another solution.

Namely, infiltrating the giant cathedral inside the Gothic State: the Cathedral of "Saint of Light Ornstein," where the "Light of Wisdom" exists, one of the three strange phenomena Tai Fei mentioned to Clark.

But the real problem: True, it would help him, but Clark was still limited by lifespan, and the Light of Wisdom drains lifespan!

But the cathedral certainly possesses an Extreme Movement to extend lifespan, since it has the Light of Wisdom.

Therefore, he would search for the Extreme Movement to extend lifespan, and use the Light of Wisdom once.

Mao Hua screamed in Clark's mind:

• "Are you crazy?! You're like someone shouting his presence! True, you possess power, but this is reckless!"

Clark replied coolly:

• "I won't forge the Theft Path if I can't steal from someone without their knowledge! Hahahaha!"

He continued with a sigh:

• "But I need a perfect way to hide my face."

He used the Extreme Movement "Malicious Thoughts" to increase the flow of his thoughts more and more for deduction.

Soon, a composition of components appeared in his mind.

Mao Hua watched his thoughts with anticipation. He deliberately showed them to her to see if the formula in his mind was correct or not.

And he hurriedly manifested fire and began refining.

One of the fundamentals of refining is mental balance and calmness. Clark's empty eyes were intensely calm.

He manipulated the components well but not perfectly. Some escaped, but if the fire didn't erupt, he could still succeed.

The Extreme Movement gradually took shape.

It resembled a mask, its aura strong, but after increasing his concentration and intensifying the movement properly, features began to appear on the Extreme Movement "Mask." It imitated human emotions: sadness, joy, everything, and changed into numerous forms.

Soon, Clark quickly wounded himself and began a blood-refining technique.

His blood merged with the mask. The mask adapted and submitted to Clark due to his blood.

He succeeded!!!!!

Clark breathed like a bull, blood flowing from his shoulder.

Mao Hua was scared:

• "This is truly madness! You've created something completely new!!!"

Clark laughed:

• "I'll call it 'Shape-Shifting Skin.'"

• "I filled it with my blood, meaning if I wear it on someone, their appearance will change to mine."

• "But if I feed it someone else's blood, I can disguise myself as them."

Nevertheless, this Shape-Shifting Skin won't change the person's own aura.

But what if I don't manifest my aura?! Naturally, I'll succeed.

Now, all I have to do is kill the city's archbishop in this city, head west to Ornstein Cathedral, and create the perfect Extreme Movement.

Clark stood up and left the hotel with a cold face.

He could see the giant cathedral from afar!

All the civilians around Clark looked at him with fear.

The Extreme Movement: "Sword Rush"!

This was Han Chenqing's Extreme Movement for flight.

His body took the form of a blade, shooting through the air at tremendous speed toward the cathedral! His speed was terrifying!

The flaw of this movement was straight-line flight. You had to deactivate the technique to adjust your course.

But the flying speed of the Heavenly Fists was poor and incomparable to Sword Rush.

Meaning, if he were chased by a fast person, and Clark tried to change direction, he would be caught easily.

But who in this world, by hell's sake, would want to attack him? A person possessing something that even surpasses their understanding, shallow humans!!!

To be continued.....

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