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Time passed.

Winter faded into spring, and half a year flew by in the blink of an eye.

On this day.

Atop the Holy Son Peak—

Boom!

A terrifying aura surged into the sky. The great hall at the mountain's summit trembled, runes flickering endlessly. Within, a towering figure slowly rose to his feet.

His hair flowed like divine silk, his body radiated holy light, and he exuded an unparalleled presence that made others dare not look directly at him.

"Late-stage Life and Death Realm!"

A soft murmur echoed.

Li Xun stepped out of the grand hall. His entire being was ethereal, almost immortal-like. A transcendent aura surrounded him, making him seem as though he had descended from the heavens.

"A High-Grade Saint cultivation technique is truly extraordinary. My strength now is even greater than I had anticipated!"

He sighed inwardly.

Turning his gaze northward, he waved his sleeve. A golden divine chariot appeared in the void.

At the forefront, a black jade qilin stood lifelike—so real it seemed as though a true qilin had crossed the long river of history to manifest in this era.

"It's time to visit the Great Chu Dynasty."

A cold smile tugged at the corner of Li Xun's lips.

Last time, the Champion Marquis had someone protecting him, preventing him from taking his life. But this time? That might not be the case.

When it came to powerful backers, Li Xun now had a Holy Land supporting him as well.

Although its foundation was still shallow, a Saint was still a Saint—an undeniable reality.

He stepped onto the divine chariot. Once seated, the black jade qilin raised its head and let out a deafening roar. A terrifying power rippled outward as the divine chariot turned into a streak of golden light, rushing out of the Profound Sun Holy Land.

Rumble—

The divine chariot tore through the void.

In the sky, it became a dazzling golden streak, drawing the attention of countless people throughout the Holy Land.

"It's Holy Son Li Xun!"

"The Holy Son has been in seclusion for half a year. Is he heading for the Great Chu Dynasty now?"

"It must be. This time, when the Holy Son steps into the Great Chu Dynasty, it will undoubtedly cause a great storm—perhaps even shaking the entire nation!"

"Flying through the air within the sect… When will I have such privileges?"

"You? Better stop dreaming. At the very least, only elders or figures like the Holy Son are allowed to fly freely within the Holy Land."

Countless disciples of the Profound Sun Holy Land looked up at the sky, their faces filled with envy.

Not long ago, Li Xun was still one of them.

But now, he was someone they could only look up to.

In fact, even when they tried to look up to him, they could no longer see his figure clearly.

"Master, when do you think I can be like Senior Brother Li Xun?"

Among the crowd, Ye Han gazed skyward, admiration gleaming in his eyes.

Although Profound Sun Sect had already been renamed Profound Sun Holy Land, and Li Xun had become its Holy Son, Ye Han still preferred calling him Senior Brother.

There is no particular reason behind it.

It just felt more familiar.

After all, calling him "Holy Son" felt too distant.

"Li Xun… Hmm… How should I put it? It seems I misjudged him again. The Physique that he has is not the Pure Yang Body, but the Scarlet Flame Divine Body instead..."

After a pause, Ye Han's master finally spoke.

"A Divine Body's potential is truly immeasurable. His future achievements will not be limited to just a Saint, he might even become an Emperor. I don't have high expectations for you."

"As long as you can keep up with Li Xun's footsteps, that will be enough."

Ye Han pursed his lips and softly asked, "Master, this time, are you sure?"

"I have judged countless people in my life. In this world, how many can truly deceive me…?"

The aged voice began confidently, but toward the end, there was a hint of hesitation. He did not continue his sentence. Instead, he changed the topic:

"Li Xun is no ordinary person. In the future, he may even reach my peak strength. Even if I have misjudged him, it would be understandable."

"But you—stop dwelling on whether my judgment is right or wrong. Don't forget, your three-year vow— there are less than two years left!"

"The three-year vow…"

Hearing these words, a cold glint flashed in Ye Han's eyes.

He would never forget—before entering the Profound Sun Holy Land, his father had been severely injured by his own cousin, Ye Qingyu, with a single punch.

At the time, his father was merely at the seventh level of the Body Refinement Realm, while Ye Qingyu—who had been nurtured by the Golden Sun Sect since childhood—had already reached the early stage of the Spirit Meridian Realm.

A single punch from a Spirit Meridian Realm was something a level seven Body Refinement cultivator could never withstand.

That light and effortless punch crippled Ye Han's father. And due to his lingering injuries, he passed away within a few months.

Back then, Ye Han was just an ordinary person—utterly powerless to avenge his father.

All he could do was shout out a three-year vow to Ye Qingyu.

To Ye Qingyu, those words were nothing more than an ant challenging a true dragon—a joke, not even worth remembering.

But to Ye Han, he engraved that vow into his heart.

Now, counting the time—of the three years, only a little over one year remained.

At this moment, he was only at the mid-stage of the Profound Elixir Realm.

And Ye Qingyu? It was said that, by sheer luck, he had obtained an incredible inheritance—his cultivation had soared to the peak of the Profound Elixir Realm.

He was hailed as a once-in-millennia genius of the Golden Sun Sect.

It was even rumored that soon, he would break through to the Divine Power Realm.

Right now, he has almost no chance of defeating Ye Qingyu.

And if Ye Qingyu really stepped into the Divine Power Realm, his revenge would become nothing more than a dream.

After all—crossing realms to fight was one thing, but it depended on the opponent.

If the enemy was someone who had struggled their entire life just to reach the Divine Power Realm, then surpassing them might still be possible.

But if the enemy was a true genius—someone who already had the ability to challenge higher realms—then for Ye Han to challenge someone one entire great realm above him?

That would be nothing short of suicide.

"Master… Do you think I can reach the Divine Power Realm in just one year?"

Ye Han asked with deep determination.

"You can!"

The aged voice responded with unwavering certainty.

"When I was younger, I left behind some inheritances in this Great Zhou Empire. If you retrieve them now, they may help you break through to the Divine Power Realm within a year."

"Really?"

Ye Han's eyes shone with joy.

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Ye Han master's voice remained steady and assured.

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