How to show off?
Ye Xuan was stumped.
For the first time, he felt that invincibility was a kind of loneliness—a deep, helpless sensation he was experiencing for the first time! No wonder Big Brother always went on about how lonely it was to be unbeatable…
At that moment, the middle-aged man in the distance spoke up. “Young lad, I can tell you’re a sharp one. So, are you handing over your stuff, or do we have to take it ourselves?”
Ye Xuan looked at him and grinned. “I’m pretty strong!”
The man paused, then burst out laughing. “Strong? How strong? Have you reached Limitless or something?”
Ye Xuan nodded, honestly replying, “Yes!”
The man’s expression froze. Then his eyes narrowed. “Do I look like a fool to you?”
Ye Xuan was speechless!
Truly speechless!
Bloody hell!
For once, he was telling the truth, and no one believed him!
The man suddenly reached out with a grab, and the spacetime around Ye Xuan began to disintegrate.
Soulless Realm!
A powerful force shredded the spacetime around him, but Ye Xuan stood there unscathed!
Seeing this, the man’s pupils shrank. He stumbled back several steps, disbelief flooding his eyes. “How… how is this possible…”
Ye Xuan said earnestly, “I really am Limitless!”
The man’s throat bobbed. “Big… big shot… this… this is a misunderstanding…”
His voice trembled!
Ye Xuan smiled. “I don’t think it’s a misunderstanding!”
The man dropped to his knees, voice shaking. “Big shot, I’ve got old folks above me, little ones below…”
Ye Xuan shook his head. “Nonsense!”
With that, he waved his sleeve.
Boom!
The man and his crew were wiped out!
Ye Xuan glanced around, then vanished from the spot.
Soon after, he arrived before an ancient city. It wasn’t large, but it exuded an old, weathered aura—clearly steeped in history.
Stepping inside, Ye Xuan surveyed the scene. The city was sparsely populated, with only a handful of people passing by now and then.
Here, forget Limitless—he barely sensed anyone at the Pathless Realm!
Seeing this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief!
If he’d arrived and found Limitless folks as common as stray dogs, he’d have genuinely given up!
What’d be the point of trying if, even after all that effort, he still got thrashed and played the underdog? No fun in that!
Why not just enjoy a cushy life instead?
Thankfully, Limitless was a rare breed here—meaning he could finally strut his stuff!
He could show off properly!
Just then, a terrifying presence erupted above the city. As it descended, countless residents looked up.
Ye Xuan followed their gaze. In the sky, a woman approached slowly.
She wore a flowing purple dress, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, a sword gripped in her right hand.
A sword cultivator!
As she appeared, someone in the city exclaimed, “It’s An Lianyun!”
An Lianyun!
The name sent the city into a frenzy!
She wasn’t just anyone—she was the daughter of An Beishen, and who was An Beishen?
A Limitless powerhouse!
In this Other World, there were only nine Limitless experts in total—each one a titan, a true heavyweight!
An Lianyun? A proper second-gen powerhouse!
Up in the sky, An Lianyun glanced down. With a flick of her thumb, a sword shot straight down from the heavens, slicing into a house.
Boom!
The building disintegrated. A black shadow rocketed upward, and in an instant, a man in a black robe appeared before An Lianyun!
The black-robed man rasped, “Miss An, why must you be so ruthless?”
An Lianyun’s face remained blank. Without a word, she raised her hand and swung.
Whoosh!
A streak of sword light slashed at the black-robed man!
He threw up an arm to block.
Boom!
The sword light shattered, and he was blasted back hundreds of metres.
Stopping himself, he raised his right hand and clenched it toward An Lianyun.
Boom!
The space above her tore open, and a colossal hand emerged from the rift!
As it descended, the sky above the ancient city flickered into illusion.
An Lianyun stayed expressionless. With another flick of her thumb, the sword in its sheath shot skyward!
Rip!
A tearing sound echoed as the giant hand shattered into nothing!
She moved to strike again, but the black-robed man laughed. “Miss An, if we fight here, everyone in this city dies!”
Her brows knitted.
He was right—if they clashed here, the whole city would perish!
She glanced down and called out, “Everyone, get out!”
Out!
At her command, the city’s residents bolted for the gates.
Truth be told, many had already fled when the fight began!
They were smart enough to know a battle like this would catch them in the crossfire—so they legged it.
Inside the city, Ye Xuan prepared to leave too. He wanted to show off, sure, but he wasn’t daft enough to go looking for trouble—only an idiot would do that!
But just as he turned to go, the black-robed man in the sky burst into laughter. “Miss An, ever the bleeding heart!”
As he spoke, he vanished, reappearing behind Ye Xuan. His left hand clamped onto Ye Xuan’s shoulder, and he looked at An Lianyun. “Miss An, if you move, I’ll shatter this lad’s soul. You wouldn’t want an innocent dying because of you, right?”
Ye Xuan was utterly gobsmacked!
In the distance, An Lianyun’s brows furrowed, her gaze turning icy, but she held back.
The black-robed man grinned. “Miss An, those girls mean nothing to you—why stick your neck out?”
An Lianyun stepped forward, a sword light flashing out.
The man’s heart jolted. He ducked behind Ye Xuan, and the sword stopped half an inch from Ye Xuan’s forehead!
Seeing this, a smirk curled the man’s lips.
An Lianyun opened her palm, recalling the sword. She glared at him, her killing intent almost tangible.
Ye Xuan glanced at her, surprised. *This woman’s got a kind heart!*
Most at this level treated lives like weeds, but she was different!
The black-robed man tightened his grip on Ye Xuan’s shoulder. “Little brother, you’re coming with me!”
With that, he shot into the sky, dragging Ye Xuan along.
Below, An Lianyun turned into a streak of sword light and vanished toward the horizon.
Far across the sky, the black-robed man hauled Ye Xuan along at breakneck speed.
Ye Xuan suddenly asked, “Where are you taking me?”
The man glanced at him, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. “You don’t seem scared!”
Ye Xuan thought for a moment, then said, “I’m scared on the inside!”
The man laughed. “Do you believe in fate?”
Ye Xuan frowned. “What do you mean?”
The man grinned. “Sometimes life’s like this—you haven’t done anything wicked, yet calamity still finds you!”
He looked at Ye Xuan. “Meeting me today—that’s your fate!”
Ye Xuan paused, then said, “You make a good point!”
The man smiled. “We’re here!”
With that, he dragged Ye Xuan into a pitch-black hall. The moment they entered, the entire structure vanished from sight!
Inside, Ye Xuan’s brows creased.
The hall was filled with women—stripped bare, some already dead.
Seeing this, his gaze turned cold.
The black-robed man looked at him and smirked. “Better luck with your next life!”
He waved his sleeve and turned to leave. Two steps in, he froze, then spun back to see Ye Xuan still standing there!
His eyes narrowed. “Didn’t expect to misjudge this time!”
He lunged forward, fist swinging at Ye Xuan’s face.
But before it landed, he was flung backward, pinned to a distant wall by a sword!
The man was stunned!
He hadn’t even seen Ye Xuan move!
Staring at him, he rasped, “Who the hell are you?”
Ye Xuan strolled toward him, smiling. “Know what fate is?”
The man: “…”
Ye Xuan gave a faint smile and waved his right hand lightly.
The man’s flesh began peeling off, piece by piece!
Lingchi—death by a thousand cuts!
His face twisted in horror. “You… what are you doing?”
Ye Xuan stopped, locking eyes with him. “Why ask something so daft?”
The man snarled, “I’m with the Ghost Cultivator Sect!”
Ye Xuan frowned. “Never heard of it!”
The man blinked, then roared, “You’ve never heard of the Ghost Cultivator Sect?!”
Ye Xuan cut in, “My sister’s called Invincible Destiny, my big brother’s Seeking Defeat Swordmaster, my dad’s Yang Maniac… ring any bells?”
The man froze, then muttered, “What the hell?”
Ye Xuan snapped, “You’ve never heard of them?!”
With that, he waved his sleeve, and a wisp of sword light lashed the man’s soul!
“Ahh!”
A piercing scream tore through the hall.
Moments later, the man glared at Ye Xuan, his face contorted. “Dare me to call my people? Dare you? Do you dare? Huh? Do you?!”
Ye Xuan blinked, then opened his palm. A chair appeared. He sat down, crossed his legs, and grinned. “Go on, call the strongest from your Ghost Cultivator Sect. I’m invincible—bring whoever you like!”
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