Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

You're not afraid of Xiang Cheqiang, you're afraid he's not strong enough.

The more terrifying the invincible body, the greater the reward if your test is successful.

Don't recklessly take risks just because you've survived a near-death experience.

You stared intently at Xiang Che.

After being forced to act, his slumped shoulders seemed to lift slightly.

The timidity conveyed through body language was somewhat diminished.

[You suddenly realized why Xiang Che was acting so strangely.]

Pang Hai's blade conveyed an indomitable will to everyone, but Xiang Che, who faced it head-on, did the opposite.

[His unyielding spirit was severed.]

Without this upright and indomitable backbone, even a person at the pinnacle of power, possessing a body that shakes the ages, will be unable to muster the will to resist attacks from ordinary people.

[They only experience fear, dread, and a desire to escape.]

No wonder they needed to conceal their identities to enter the battlefield; this matter should be decided by Fan Li.

Those ten men were his most loyal bodyguards.

[Let Xiang Che face life and death on the battlefield, forcing him to resist and rebuild his indomitable spirit.]

Watching Xiang Che, who seemed to have slightly broken free of his restraints after killing one person, you realized you couldn't let him truly recover.

[Now, Xiang Che is relying entirely on instinct to defend himself, unleashing the brutal power of his Overlord Body.]

The five realms of destiny were easily blasted into dust.

If he continues to recover and unleashes his domineering power, even those at the Fifth Realm of Destiny might not have the courage to face him.

"Guan Ting, Xiu Zhi, farewell..."

Bai Guanting and Zhang Xiuzhi turned around with a start, and saw you transform into darkness, slip into the shadows, and disappear.

[The traces have been completely erased; they cannot be found.]

The two exchanged a heavy look; of course, they didn't think you were a coward or deserting your post.

Instead, it evoked doubt and sorrow.

[Especially Bai Guanting, he remembered your previous instructions and planned to endure the excruciating pain of seeing you off.]

However, you then changed your plans.

You bid them a final farewell, without advising them to protect themselves.

[Because those who remain at this moment have already resolved to die, and their resolve is unwavering.]

You move stealthily in the shadows, crouching towards Xiang Che's location.

[The various terms and conditions enhance the mechanism.]

[It gave you a glimpse into a brief future.]

That was a punch delivered directly against pure force, a bloody end that certain death.

I feel no fear about it; I even feel like laughing.

Xiang Che stared in disbelief at his right fist, never expecting that a mere flick of the wrist had shattered the terrifying attack he had been preparing for.

A faint light shone in his eyes, weak yet inextinguishable, gradually blooming.

【Om! 】

[A sword's cry rang out, and crisscrossing sword energy erupted from the void, unleashing a powerful and overwhelming sword aura.]

[A figure in a dark blue long gown.]

Holding an eight-sided longsword, his eyes flashed with a cold light, giving the impression that he was full of flaws that could be seen through.

The sword light shone brightly, like a thunderclap that shook the sky.

Ultimately, this culminates in an unbridled, reckless, and indomitable force.

[Draw your sword and thrust straight in—only recklessness will suffice!]

Xiang Che instinctively wanted to retreat, but cold guns were pressed against him from behind, making it impossible for him to move even half a step.

[Facing the swift, sharp blade that pierced through the breastplate and touched the skin.]

Recalling his previous attack, Xiang Che instinctively raised his fist and struck.

[Boom boom boom!!!]

The terrifying force raged like the collapse of the heavens and the earth, a distortion tens of meters in diameter piercing through the distance and extending to the far horizon.

Wherever it passed, flesh and blood turned to mist, buildings crumbled, and city walls collapsed.

The distorted, penetrating aftershocks spread outwards, affecting most of Xiangyang City.

Like a sudden gust of wind.

The smoke and dust hadn't even spread before it was swept away by the force, leaving the area clearer than ever before.

【"Cough cough..."】

Bai Guanting and Zhang Xiuzhi crawled up from the ruins of the city wall, their armor shattered and covered in wounds.

The sheer force tore their bodies apart, rendering even a half-step Celestial Immortal unable to repair themselves using their life force.

That force possessed absolute destruction and devastation.

"Xiang Che!"

Bai Guanting recognized the mysterious man's identity; such terrifying strength and physique could only be possessed by one person in the world.

[Xiang Che, the Hegemon-King.]

With a bloodthirsty killing intent filling his eyes, Bai Guanting charged forward, spear in hand.

[Zhang Xiuzhi, usually calm and rational, unusually followed suit.]

Two half-step Celestials, having broken through the six shackles, attacked with their lives on the line. Even Celestials must take this seriously.

Xiang Che raised his head, his drooping shoulders slowly straightening, his spine gradually rising.

The faint light in the pupils flared, growing stronger and stronger until it finally transformed into a blazing, tangible golden light.

An invisible aura of power reigns supreme, and all beings submit.

[Ten loyal bodyguards were thrown backward by the blast, yet their eyes revealed wild joy.]

They're back, they're all back! This familiar feeling... this is the real Overlord Xiang Che!

What the hell was that thing? It was so dirty!

[Xiang Che regained his domineering power, his spine straightening inch by inch—not from his bones, but from the spine within his heart.]

[That indomitable spirit, severed by Pang Hai.]

He ignored Bai Guanting and Zhang Xiuzhi's desperate attacks, letting them rain down on him.

[The armor was completely shattered, revealing a magnificent chest.]

Skin was torn open, muscles ripped apart, blood flowed out, the attack continued to penetrate, reaching the bones...

[But with each tiny advance, the speed decreases considerably, eventually being blocked by the bones.]

It's like trying to shake a mountain with the fists of a mortal, flesh and blood.

"Pang Hai... I will remember the only defeat you gave me in this life. With this wound and blood, I will etch the mark of shame upon myself."

Xiang Che's low, resonant voice echoed, making Wei He even more terrifying.

His gaze fell upon Bai Guanting and Zhang Xiuzhi: "Submit, or die."

The two sneered disdainfully, sacrificing their life force and destroying the secret treasure to launch an even more powerful attack.

This stirred up painful memories for Xiang Che.

[Pang Hai sacrificed seven realms in succession, stubbornly cutting himself into an idiot with a single blow!]

Do Bai Guanting and Zhang Xiuzhi still intend to do this?

【boom!】

The fist, unleashed in fury, swept across the city wall with the force of a twisting dragon, crushing the tower and burying Bai Guanting and Zhang Xiuzhi completely.

"Hmph! You think anyone can bully me like Pang Hai? How foolish!"

The ten guards who were thrown into the air had burning gazes.

[It's just right, it's just right, this is the feeling! The Overlord is back!]

The battle has ended, without any grand euphoria, but with the coldest, cruelest, and most ruthless strokes of the pen, bringing it to a complete close.

Xiang Che looked at the half-collapsed city gate, revealing two coffins, one empty, the other so terrifying that he wanted to shun it like the plague.

I didn't dare look at it again, afraid of getting contaminated by something dirty again.

He lowered his gaze to the eight broken swords lying on the ground.

"Lord Wen..."

[Tap tap tap!]

The sound of horses' hooves rang out, and Xiang Che looked in the direction of the sound.

A horse-drawn carriage slowly approached, and a disheveled Taoist priest in a black robe urged the horse on, gnawing on a roast chicken.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the city.

The curtain is drawn back.

A figure dressed in white emerged, her delicate face etched with deep sorrow.

[Faced with Xiang Che's terrifying pressure, he fearlessly raised his eyes to meet her gaze.]

"This humble servant will prepare the burial goods for my husband and younger brother."