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

Soon, the seven-colored light had already swept across the sky above the boundless sea.

On the sea, the hazy mist was torn open by the seven-colored halo, creating a crack that stretched for hundreds of miles.

The seawater surged and boiled below, steaming up large swathes of white mist, which were then pressed down by the passing breath and rolled to both sides along the surface of the sea.

In a short while, the figure appeared before the vast army.

The countless dark monsters spread out like a tide, stretching from the sea to the distant wasteland, a dark mass that blotted out the sun, as if even the light of day had been swallowed up by the densely packed figures.

At the very forefront of this chilling black ocean, the figure in red robes stood silently, dozens of floating eyeballs rotating in unison, like dozens of eerie green lanterns flickering uncertainly in the gloom.

Xia Jin's figure stopped in mid-air.

He stood suspended in mid-air, hands behind his back, looking down at the boundless, dark army before him.

A seven-colored halo slowly swirled around him, making him appear like a deity descended to earth, creating a stark contrast with the gloomy and decaying aura opposite him.

His gaze slowly swept across the dark mass of monsters ahead. Wherever his gaze fell, the dark aura emanating from those monsters trembled slightly, as if even their bodies, which originated from the abyss, were instinctively sensing some kind of deadly threat.

Finally, his gaze fell upon the red-robed figure at the very front.

Xia Jin raised an eyebrow slightly, her voice somewhat cold:

"Heh, quite a few people. Looks like you've come with ill intentions this time!"

He showed no fear whatsoever; in fact, even under those terrifying gazes, a faint smile played at the corners of his lips, as if those standing before him were nothing more than a swarm of ants.

"What, you're the leader of this source of darkness?"

Seemingly hearing Xia Jin's question, the figure in red robes slowly raised his head.

Dozens of eyes followed his movements, turning in unison until they all focused on Xia Jin.

There was no emotion visible in those dark eyes.

"I am Thousand Eyes. May I ask your name?"

He also scrutinized Xia Jin. Although he couldn't see through Xia Jin's true level of cultivation, there was no fear in his dark eyes.

Dozens of eyes behind him were also rotating in sync, trying to capture every subtle change in Xia Jin's aura, trying to find even the slightest flaw in him.

However, the more Qianmu looked, the deeper the solemnity in his heart became.

The figure standing before him exuded a harmonious and natural aura, as if he had merged with the world around him. No matter how he peered through, he could not find the slightest opening to attack.

Xia Jin remained expressionless and spoke calmly: "I am Xia Jin, the leader of the Heavenly Alliance."

"Tell me, do you want to take these disgusting bastards back with you, or do you want me to beat you to death and leave you here?"

These almost contemptuous words caused a stir among the dark army below.

Countless pairs of dark eyes stared at the figure in mid-air, their dense gazes filled with anger and killing intent. The monsters let out low growls, as if they wanted to tear the figure in front of them apart at any moment.

But Chime, who was standing at the very front, did not get angry.

Although the other party's words were arrogant, they did indeed possess such strength.

He slowly narrowed his dark eyes, and dozens of eyeballs contracted slightly as he did so, then he smiled.

"It seems that you are a Mythical Realm expert from this Boundless Sea." Qianmu said unhurriedly. "A few years ago, we sensed your aura... At that time, although your aura was strong, it was not as strong as it is now."

"It is quite surprising that your strength has improved so much in just a few years."

"What a pity... Though you are powerful, you cannot stop the Dark Source from descending upon this land. Every inch of this soil will become our nourishment. If you obediently retreat, you may be spared, but to forcibly obstruct us... Hmph!"

"It's nothing more than an ant blocking the way of a car wheel."

"Ants?"

Xia Jin's gaze swept coldly over the dozens of rotating eyeballs behind Qian Mu.

"How dare a mere pseudo-mythical realm cultivator speak to me like that?"

"Whether you can stop it or not, we'll find out soon enough. Just don't beg for mercy at my feet then!"

Before she finished speaking, Xia Jin had already raised her right hand.

The next second, a mortal sword intent wrapped in seven-colored light left his hand.

The seven-colored sword light was like a divine punishment descending from the sky, carrying an overwhelming momentum, and slashed straight at Qianmu's face!

"Huh!? This power is impossible to withstand!" Qianmu's pupils shrank suddenly, and a chill ran down his spine.

There was no time for him to hesitate; the dozens of eyeballs behind him simultaneously erupted with blinding green light.

But as soon as they came into contact with it, countless cracks appeared on the surface of each eyeball, as if it were about to shatter at any moment!

"for!"

Qianmu shouted sharply.

One of the eyeballs suddenly exploded, turning into countless eerie green fragments. These fragments rapidly coalesced in front, forming a twisting, rotating dark green barrier that forcefully blocked the seven-colored sword intent!

"boom!"

The seven-colored sword intent collided violently with the barrier, and the terrifying energy shockwave swept outwards like a tsunami.

Hundreds of monsters that were close by below were instantly shattered by the aftershock, turning into puffs of black dust and dissipating into the air without even uttering a scream.

The barrier shattered inch by inch the moment it was struck by the sword intent, but it ultimately managed to block the attack.

Qianmu staggered back three steps, each step leaving a deep footprint in the muddy sea. The mud around her bare feet was steamed by the aftershocks, emitting plumes of white smoke.

His withered hand trembled slightly, and the front of his red robe was torn open by the aftershocks, revealing pale skin covered with dark lines.

He stared intently at the figure standing with his hands behind his back in mid-air, a clear look of apprehension appearing for the first time in his dark eyes.

Xia Jin simply withdrew her hand unhurriedly, casually dusted off her sleeves, and looked down at him, the smile on her lips becoming even more pronounced:

"A substitution technique? That's rare, huh..."

"Unfortunately, how many more times can you substitute?"

Qianmu's face darkened completely. What the other party said was true; each of his eyeballs could die for him once, but he only had a few dozen eyeballs in total.

Moreover, it was obvious that the opponent's attack just now, let alone his full strength, was simply a casual gesture.

The dark light in Qianmu's black eye sockets flickered violently, and the remaining dozens of eyeballs behind him spun wildly, each surface rippled with unstable, eerie green waves. He gritted his teeth, and a hint of embarrassment and anger finally crept into his hoarse voice:

"Don't be so presumptuous!"

He abruptly raised his head, two sharp, eerie glints flashing in his dark eyes. His voice suddenly rose several decibels, carrying a ruthless, desperate edge.

"You really think I'm afraid of you?!"

Before he finished speaking, Qianmu suddenly raised his hands, his fingers spread wide, and two eerie green flames appeared in his palms. Within those flames, countless twisted human faces could be vaguely seen struggling and wailing, emanating a nauseating stench of decay.

He pressed his hands down sharply, and the two balls of flame transformed into two dark green beams of light, which slammed heavily into the ground beneath his feet.

"We respectfully invite the three venerable ancestors!!"

His hoarse voice resounded throughout the world like a thunderclap.

"Please, Ancestor, take action and kill this man!"

As he finished speaking, the teleportation array beneath his feet suddenly erupted with an unprecedentedly intense light.

The eerie green beam of light shot into the sky, piercing the clouds and turning the entire sky a ghastly green.

The ground in the center of the teleportation array began to crack violently, revealing a bottomless darkness below.

Three enormous stone statues were slowly rising from the crack.

"Boom!"

The instant the three stone statues fully emerged from the ground, three terrifying auras erupted simultaneously!

The aura crashed down like three invisible mountains, instantly compressing the air within a radius of hundreds of miles until it was almost solidified.

The seawater of the Boundless Sea was violently pushed back to both sides by the impact of those three auras, creating black waves hundreds of feet high. The seawater crashed against the shore with a deafening roar, as if the entire world was trembling in the face of those three auras.

The dark monsters that had been standing silently prostrated themselves on the ground, emitting low whimpers, as if they were worshipping their monarch.

Qianmu stood before the three stone statues, his body slightly hunched, his breathing heavy.

He had clearly expended a lot of energy for forcibly summoning the three stone statues, but a near-manic smile appeared on his face.

He raised his head, looking at the seven-colored figure in mid-air, his voice filled with undisguised pride:

"Xia Jin! These three patriarchs of our Dark Source are all genuine Mythical Realm experts! No matter how strong you are, how can you possibly withstand the combined might of three Mythical Realm experts?"

"This very place will be your final resting place!"

In mid-air, Xia Jin stopped her move, which was about to strike again.

His gaze slowly swept over the three stone statues, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, which was then replaced by a playful expression.

"Hmm? Three Mythical Realm experts?"

"Your source of darkness is quite well hidden."

"However, I am somewhat curious: how much of your full strength can these three stone statues still unleash?"

"Young people, sometimes being too confident is not a good thing."

An old and deep voice drifted out from the three stone statues.

The eyes of the central stone statue slowly glowed with a ghostly green light, fixing intently on Xia Jin.

Xia Jin stood with her hands behind her back, meeting that gaze. Instead of backing down, she took half a step forward, her tone filled with undisguised sarcasm:

"Hmph! Relying on your age and seniority, playing tricks! If you were living beings, I might have some respect for you, but you're nothing but three rotten stones, yet you dare to spout such nonsense in front of me?"

"If you've got the guts, then fight me!"

As he spoke, the seven-colored halo around him surged, like the rising sun, dispelling most of the darkness.

"presumptuous!"

The stone statue on the right suddenly opened its mouth, its eyes shooting out a beam of black light that seemed to devour even the light itself.

Xia Jin sneered, raised her right hand, spread her five fingers, and seven-colored light frantically gathered in her palm.

The next second, a seven-colored sword intent as thick as a giant pillar took shape.

Too much nonsense!

With a flick of his finger, the seven-colored sword intent, like a shooting star traversing the sky, slashed straight at the chest of the stone statue!

The stone statue in the center shone with a bright, eerie light, its palms clasped together and thrust forward, creating a thick, dark green light barrier in front of it.

However, when the seven-colored sword intent landed on the light screen, a crisp sound like shattering porcelain was heard, and it shattered inch by inch.

"boom!"

The seven-colored sword intent slammed solidly into the center of the stone statue's chest, and the enormous impact forced the stone statue back more than a hundred meters!

The stone statue's feet carved two deep furrows into the muddy seabed, and a deep sword wound, nearly an inch deep, was left on its chest, with countless fine cracks spreading rapidly from the edge of the wound.

"No need to hold back anymore. Once we kill this guy, no one in this universe will be able to stop us!"

The three stone statues simultaneously emitted an extremely intense black light, as if something was struggling frantically beneath the stone shell, trying to break free.

A dull cracking sound rang out, followed by a shower of rubble falling from the sky.

The thick outer layer of rock on the surface of the statue is peeling away at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the true form that has been hidden for countless millennia.

After the first stone statue shattered, an extremely ferocious figure appeared in the spot.

It was a huge, round, blood-red ball of flesh, without a head or limbs, and covered with dense, twisting, writhing dark purple tentacles.

The surface of the fleshy ball was constantly undulating and contracting, like the heart of some living thing beating rhythmically.

The fragments of the second stone statue fell away, revealing the extremely large body beneath.

It was a giant centipede that was hundreds of meters long. Each segment of its carapace gleamed with a glossy metallic sheen, and the edges were covered with rows of sharp, serrated protrusions.

The third stone statue shattered, revealing the most eerie figure.

It was a Buddha statue about three zhang tall, with skin that had an eerie dark gold color, as if it were an ancient bronze Buddha statue cast over countless years.

However, this Buddha had eight arms and no facial features, only a smooth, flat, dark golden face.

A vertical crack appeared in the center of the dough, through which a faint, dark red light shone, like a narrow, vertical pupil slowly opening and closing.

Three distinct yet equally terrifying auras erupted simultaneously from these three figures.

Xia Jin looked up and slowly swept her gaze over the huge ball of flesh, the hundreds-of-meters-long centipede, and the eight-armed Buddha.

"Heh, that does have some merit."

"A ball of flesh, a long worm, and a... monster with eight arms."

"Your aesthetic sense as the source of darkness is truly unique."