Mrs. and Mr. Smith

A pair of eyes slowly opened; they were Ethan Smith's Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil.

"Be careful!"

As those eyes opened, everyone's expression turned grave.

They were prepared for the terrifying power of Hell from those eyes to descend, but this time, no power fell upon them.

Within those pupils, the power of reincarnation flashed, and for an instant, everyone's body froze.

They seemed to be in another space, the Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil shining on the sky like Luna.

In those eyes, countless scenes appeared to change.

Past life, present life, future.

All sorts of countless scenes were interwoven with them in myriad ways.

One Thought Reincarnation!

Ethan Smith's Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil suddenly closed.

Those countless overwhelming reincarnation scenes suddenly merged together.

Past, present, future, and thousands of scenes crushed together like a millstone.

In an instant, dozens of people present lost their complexion, and at the moment of downfall, their pupils clearly lost all sign of consciousness.

Rakshasa held the '镇' talisman but didn't even have the chance to use it.

Ding!

A Dao Blade shadow suddenly descended, the blade cutting the Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil in the void into two.

The remaining force was not exhausted and directly split Ethan Smith's body into two.

At that moment, the power struck out by the blade exploded.

A young man slowly appeared in the hazy dust.

Swordsman Kellan Burke, one of the Sithur family's guests.

Ranked in the top ten among swordsmen in the Saint's World, intended to leave this person.

The Sithur family gave him a Longyuan, and even brought out a swordsman who had been in seclusion for years from within the clan.

In his name, they agreed with Kellan Burke that when he could break through the sword stance, the cause and effect with the Sithur family would be fully understood, and from then on, they wouldn't interfere with his choices.

Dr. Lu's heart trembled; just this strike was enough to make Kellan Burke act.

Which threatened him for sure, knowing Kellan Burke was already extremely close to Saint Spirit's power.

Even when battling against the family's elder, if he didn't rely on the power of the Ten Thousand Treasures Continent, he might have to admit defeat.

"No, like this, we probably can't suppress him for long!"

Dr. Lu felt a chilling sensation.

Ethan Smith's transformation presented a sense of fatal crisis.

Just how long had it been, and Ethan Smith had become so troublesome.

If time drags on further, what will Ethan Smith become?

With the strength of the Sithur family, can they even continue to suppress and capture him?

Silver claws suddenly spread open at Ethan Smith's blade's edges, like poisonous snakes coiling around Kellan Burke.

The Dao Blade wrapped in fabric stood upright, and Kellan Burke slashed down with one hand.

The tentacles split neatly, and as he looked at Ethan Smith again.

Ethan Smith's body had already completely vanished.

With Divine Enthronement plus the power of the Path of Dreams, Ethan Smith was nearly invincible.

Even facing this top swordsman, he seemed able to handle it effortlessly.

Dr. Lu's body flashed, and he left here again.

"Never mind, this seems like the power of the Nineteenth Hell. It doesn't belong to the God-Sealing Panel's aura, but by leveraging that divine-sealing power, he seems to make rapid progress in the Path of Dreams' power, which is indeed creepy. But doesn't this mean what we're doing is right?"

As if knowing Dr. Lu's intention long ago, Harold Sithur shook his head and said.

His hair, rarely tousled, accompanying the development of the scrap page of the God-Sealing Panel.

That power even fascinates them, but simultaneously creates extreme fear.

Especially during yesterday's use, it seems some enormous power sensed them.

If Harold Sithur hadn't promptly severed the power of the God-Sealing Panel, terrible things might have happened.

At the moment the mental awareness appeared yesterday, almost everyone felt as if facing a terrifying giant.

Before that conscious awareness, no one had a chance to resist.

Know this, it represents nearly all the foundation gathered by the Sithur family, imagine how terrifying the strength of these individuals is.

Even the Holy Lord might have to ponder facing such power.

"Family Head Thousand Seeking, I feel like we're playing with fire. Forgive me for saying this, but this strength cannot be utilized by the Sithur family's foundation; perhaps after a step forward lies the Abyss of Ten Thousand statures."

Dr. Lu chuckled bitterly.

Yesterday, he was present; that suffocating feeling is impossible to forget.

In the Saint's World for so long, he had never encountered such a sense of powerlessness.

"Also, one more thing, you need to watch the Young Master's movements. He took things he shouldn't have from the family's critical area. I didn't stop him; the decision on this issue should be yours."

"I understand, that's really unsettling."

Harold Sithur tapped his head.

As they chatted, Harold Sithur appeared sharp earlier.

A dagger cut a one-meter mark, the power oscillating irregularly like a water wave.

Then it fell upon Harold Sithur, but the power couldn't even close in on him.

It seemed as though an unseen force was blocking it around him.

Sithur Fatty's body appeared from the crack.

His pupils were blood-red, staring fiercely at Harold Sithur.

"I told you, I want the scrap page of the God-Sealing Panel!"

Sithur Fatty said word by word.

"What are you? For days I've been tolerating you, hoping you'd wake from your ridiculous emotions, but I never thought you'd dare to confront me today."

Harold Sithur laughed heartily, his demeanor making Dr. Lu frown; he had never seen Harold Sithur in such an emotional state.

Alas, monstrous strength and strange gods.

"This is a debt I owe him. This God-Sealing Panel was something I fought to seize. Using such power that doesn't belong to us to exchange for a brother, is it really not worth it? If he can harness the power of the God-Sealing Panel, my Sithur family wouldn't have to risk using this power!"

Sithur Fatty tightly clenched his fists.

"Get lost! If not for the family's things, you're not even worth a dog, and yet you dare attempt to seize this!"

Harold Sithur flung a palm out, throwing Sithur Fatty directly into the void.

This power!

Dr. Lu's pupils widened in shock, three silver needles fixed the space like swimming dragons.

He caught with his right hand, extracting Sithur Fatty from it.

"Give up, all your preparations have long been reported to Harold Sithur, you won't be able to save Ethan Smith... and even with the God-Sealing Panel, there's a high chance it won't have any effect."

Dr. Lu said in a quiet voice.

Harold Sithur had already decided, if this power could truly be utilized.

Then the Sithur family wouldn't be merely the wealthiest family, their strength might even rival the Aleister Family.