Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

Just as tensions were running high, the seemingly nonchalant and eerie young man glanced at Xia Jin and the others, finally fixing his gaze on Chu Hou.

"Bald guy, you've got some skills."

He tilted his head, and his long, silvery-white hair slipped down his shoulder.

"Back then... not many people were able to escape from my grasp."

The Marquis of Chu met his gaze. He reached out and touched his shiny bald head. Instead of showing any anger, he grinned and revealed a smile that was even more arrogant than the other man's.

"Hmph! You think I'm going to run away?" He scoffed, his voice full of contempt.

"If it weren't for you guys ganging up on me, I would have taken your head long ago, you sissy!"

The moment the words "sissy" were uttered, the five prodigies behind the strange young man changed their expressions simultaneously. Some clenched their fists, while others' eyes flashed with murderous intent.

However, the strange young man himself did not get angry.

He merely raised an eyebrow slightly, a crimson glint flashing in his vertical pupils.

"Really? Your mouth... is much tougher than your skills. Let's hope you can keep that up for a while!!"

"Young Master, why waste words with these dying people? It's time to begin." Just then, the old woman beside the strange young man, clad in black armor and with a sinister face, bowed slightly, her voice tinged with impatience.

The strange young man didn't turn around, but simply nodded slightly.

"That's right." He raised his hand, his slender fingers waving casually in the air.

The bronze warship behind them emitted a deep rumble, and the entire giant ship slowly moved forward, eventually hovering in the center of the void where the two sides were facing off.

Followed by.

On the warship, six huge battle platforms slowly rose from both sides of the ship.

The strange young man glanced at the six battle stages, and the smile on his lips deepened.

He raised his hand and casually gestured behind him.

"Let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a streak of silver-white light and landed on the largest battle platform in the very center.

The other five alien prodigies followed closely behind, each transforming into a beam of light and landing on the other five battle stages.

Six platforms facing each other, six figures.

Six distinct yet equally terrifying auras, like six towering mountains, crashed down upon Marquis Chu and his companions.

The eerie young man looked down at the people in the temple and said with a smile:

"I'm in a good mood today. I'll give you a chance to choose yourselves."

"If you can defeat all six of us, then this time... I, the young master, will lead my men to retreat. Furthermore, for the next three thousand years, no one from my Stone Clan will ever set foot in your world again."

A glint flashed in the Second Palace Master's eyes. He turned around and looked at Xia Jin and the others behind him.

His face remained calm as still water, but something was slowly burning deep within his eyes.

"Gentlemen, if you win this time... I will request the Grand Palace Master to take a few of you to the Mirage Realm!"

"What? The Mirage Realm?"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes widened suddenly, and his breathing became rapid, as did Wu Feng and the others beside him. Even Chu Hou, the most composed man among them, had his fingers tremble involuntarily.

The Realm of Mirages!

That place that only exists in legends! It is said to be the center of thousands of small worlds in this realm, and also the place where the strongest human beings in this realm are most concentrated.

It is said that even in the entire history of the temple, fewer than ten people have ever been allowed to set foot in the Mirage Realm!

For these cultivators who are desperately pursuing the Great Dao and yearning to break through their limits, the three words "Mirage Realm" are ten thousand times more tempting than any rare treasures or peerless cultivation techniques!

Just as everyone was immersed in the shock brought by those three words, a system notification sounded in Xia Jin's mind at the same time.

[Ding! Key information "Mirage Realm" detected... Information matching in progress... Match successful!]

[Trigger Quest: Arrive at the Mirage Realm]

[Mission Objective: Defeat the alien force before you and be led by the Temple Master to the Mirage Realm]

[Mission Reward: Great Sun Burning Heaven Technique (Beginner Level), 38,000 years of cultivation]

"What!?" Xia Jin's pupils contracted slightly.

Great Sun Burning Heaven Technique!

He couldn't help but swallow.

The Primordial Demon Emperor Technique, a system reward from the last time, allowed him to undergo a transformation in his life level. And this "Great Sun Burning Heaven Technique"—just hearing the name evokes a domineering aura that can incinerate the eight wastelands and melt the heavens and earth!

If I were to obtain this cultivation technique again...

His strength will definitely experience a second major leap forward!

Xia Jin took a deep breath, suppressing the surging excitement in her heart little by little, and her gaze became extremely sharp.

Just then, the Marquis of Chu slapped his bald head and strode forward, declaring, "I'll deal with that sissy! You can choose the rest yourselves!"

He was about to leap into the air after he finished speaking.

A hand suddenly reached out from the side and gently pressed down on his shoulder.

The Marquis of Chu was taken aback, turned his head, and met Xia Jin's eyes.

"Senior Brother Chu."

Xia Jin's voice was very calm, so calm that it was almost impossible to detect any emotional fluctuation.

"That one... should be the strongest among these alien races. Hand him over to me."

Marquis Chu frowned, about to say something, but Xia Jin's next words made his mouth agape and freeze on his face.

"Within thirty breaths, I will take his head."

Xia Jin's words immediately silenced the entire room.

Yang Qingxuan and the others froze on the spot, their eyes wide as they stared at Xia Jin as if she were a madwoman.

The two palace masters standing in front also couldn't help but twitch their lips.

Thirty breaths? To take the head of that foreign young master?

Does this young man even know what he's saying?

However, before the temple could recover from its shock, the five alien prodigies on the battle stage were already in an uproar.

"Hahahaha!" A burly man with stone-patterned arms burst out laughing first. "Did you hear that? That kid said he wanted to take the young master's head?"

"Thirty breaths? Hahahaha! In all my years, this is the first time I've ever seen something so reckless!"

A woman standing next to him curled her lips into a contemptuous sneer.

"Overestimating one's abilities."

She only said four words, but anyone could hear the disdain in her tone.

"This kid probably doesn't know who the young master is, does he?"

"Ignorance is bliss, so you can't really blame him. It's just... he'll have a rather unpleasant death later."

The mocking voices rose and fell like a tidal wave, but Xia Jin didn't even glance at them.

He simply stood there quietly, his gaze piercing through the void, meeting the gaze of the strange young man on the opposite platform.

"I've changed my mind! Twenty breaths. I only need twenty breaths to take this bastard's head."

Are others being arrogant?

Xia Jin is more arrogant than anyone else!

These words immediately elicited a reaction from the strange young man on the battle stage.

"interesting."

"Very well, I'll wait for you. Twenty breaths, and we'll see if you can take my head."

At this moment, Marquis Chu finally snapped out of his shock. He turned sharply to Xia Jin, staring intently at him: "Junior Brother Xia, you... are you truly confident?"

Although he had fought with Xia Jin before and knew that Xia Jin's strength was astonishing.

But the strange young man opposite him was no pushover either. Taking his head within twenty breaths was incredibly difficult!

Xia Jin turned her head and nodded confidently at Marquis Chu.

"Don't worry, I've never failed to do what I say!"

The Marquis of Chu stared into his eyes for a full three seconds.

Then, he smiled too.

"good!!"

He slapped Xia Jin on the shoulder.

"As for the rest of the alien races, I'll take care of them for you!"

After saying that, he transformed into a golden streak of light and landed directly on one of the battle stages.

Yang Qingxuan and the others exchanged glances, then simultaneously took a step forward, each landing on a different battle platform.

Six opposite platforms.

Twelve figures.

A standoff across the distance.