The battlefield was silent, save for the gentle rustling of the wind.
Jiang Wu's lifeless body lay sprawled on the bloodstained earth. The once-arrogant commander of the Black Viper Army had fallen in mere moments. His spear, a weapon that had slain countless warriors, was now just another relic among the ruins.
Xiao Lan stood amidst the carnage, his black robe billowing slightly. His sword, now cleansed of blood, pulsed faintly with an eerie glow.
Yet, his gaze was fixed on the horizon.
Something… or someone… was coming.
A presence unlike any other he had faced so far.
Suddenly—
BOOM!
The sky tore open.
A massive ripple of energy spread across the land, distorting reality itself. The very air trembled, and the ruins around Xiao Lan cracked under the pressure of an overwhelming force.
Then, a figure stepped forward from the void.
A man clad in pitch-black robes, his face concealed by an ominous mask. His aura was suffocating—far beyond anything Xiao Lan had encountered before.
For the first time since his rebirth, Xiao Lan's eyes narrowed with genuine intrigue.
This was no ordinary foe.
The masked man stepped forward, his voice cold and emotionless.
"You are not supposed to exist."
Xiao Lan smirked. "Is that so?"
The masked man didn't respond immediately. Instead, his gaze fell upon Jiang Wu's corpse. A faint sigh escaped him.
"A waste. He was meant to serve a greater purpose." He turned his gaze back to Xiao Lan. "But you… you are an anomaly."
Xiao Lan tilted his head slightly. "And who exactly are you to decide what should or shouldn't exist?"
The air grew heavier.
The masked man slowly raised his hand. The space around him began to distort, as if the world itself was rejecting his presence. His power was not just that of a cultivator—it was something far beyond human comprehension.
"I am known as the Unseen Lord. And you, Forsaken One… must be erased."
BOOM!
Before Xiao Lan could respond, the world itself shifted.
An unseen force crushed down upon him, forcing the very ground beneath him to crack. It wasn't just spiritual energy—it was something deeper, something older.
A power that defied the laws of existence.
Yet—
Xiao Lan did not kneel.
Instead, he let out a low chuckle. "Interesting."
Then—he moved.
CRACK!
The air shattered as he launched forward, sword slashing toward the masked figure at a speed that defied reason. The very laws of space twisted as his blade carved through reality.
Yet—
CLANG!
A single finger blocked the attack.
The impact sent shockwaves across the battlefield, splitting the earth beneath them. Yet, the Unseen Lord did not move.
His golden eyes peered through his mask. "You are strong… but not strong enough."
Xiao Lan's smirk widened. "Then let's change that."
Suddenly—his aura erupted.
The darkness that had once consumed him in the Abyss of Eternal Night came alive. Black tendrils of energy crackled around him, his sword humming with a power that transcended the heavens themselves.
The Unseen Lord remained silent for a moment.
Then, for the first time—his hand trembled.
A slow realization dawned in his golden eyes.
"You… that power…"
Xiao Lan's grin turned cold.
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