Although Clark's face was adorned with a broad smile, that smile soon disappeared.

His serious expression returned.

No matter what he achieved or gained, Clark would always return to the sea of suffering anew.

For power is a vast ocean with no end.

Throughout history, no one has ever reached beyond the bottleneck.

Even the Demonic Venerable, the Spectral King, couldn't escape the bottle and became trapped in an endless cycle of cultivation, ultimately realizing his lifespan was limited.

That was the beauty of life: it is filled with challenges.

As humans, we don't know what will happen to us the next day.

Clark left with Beho Chenqing.

Han Chengqing had departed.

He sent a special report that the battle had ended and they had managed to secure the mountain.

Clark and Beho Chenqing were interested in seeing this matter.

Clark wanted to know: Could Mount Lao Bu return to them?

It was truly important, and he didn't dismiss the possibility.

After all, the Heavenly Court was a sea of resources and capabilities, something even Clark could only be extremely cautious of.

The hours passed, and soon two Saint-rank experts appeared.

They appeared before Clark and Beho Chenqing.

• "Beho Chenqing, and you, I presume you are Zo Long, whom Han Chengqing informed us about."

Clark looked at that man. He was called Xi Shen, and the other was Gu Yi Shen.

They were two of the strongest experts from the Heavenly Court in person.

After all, the Heavenly Court was the hidden arm and supreme power throughout history.

Therefore, such a presence should not be underestimated.

Clark replied coldly:

• "Yes, I am he."

• "Well, then I will politely ask you both: Since you are not enemies, please leave this place and do not return."

Clark's eyes sank into darkness.

Mount Lao Bu was a treasure to him, but now he and Beho Chenqing were being bullied. Even Beho Chenqing was submerged in silence.

It wasn't one Saint, but two, and worse, they were from a supreme power, not reclusive Saints.

After all, what humans feared most was becoming pursued by avengers.

That was the law of life: When you hunt, hold compassion in your heart.

Everyone in this life is a hunter! And at the same time, prey!

Only what keeps you alive, whether as hunter or prey, is your perseverance.

But Clark opened the fist he had been clenching tightly, wanting to fight.

However, the wise submit to their circumstances, for this would be meaningless suicide.

Even if he wanted help from Beho Chenqing, in reality, Beho Chenqing would flee and leave Clark alone.

That was the truth: There are no friendships, nor is it betrayal.

What was between them was merely a cooperative agreement without any obligations to each other.

He was thinking about everything as he flew away.

He had left, even parting ways with Beho Chenqing. There was no longer any meaning in staying together.

Meanwhile, Clark remained...

He was observing his surroundings. He was prepared to stay here for many months if necessary.

Then he saw someone fighting.

It was the black-cloaked person.

His hands were green and his eyes red. It reminded Clark of someone he knew: Hai Lou Lan!!!

Clark was suspicious, but he felt that what she had was of significant value.

A giant, treacherous fist descended, crushing enemies.

A majestic and immense shadow descended. Clark stood like a spear in the sky, approaching Hai Lou Lan, who had returned to her human form.

But her gaze towards Clark was filled with savagery, and also without any hesitation to fight and confront him openly and directly!!!

Clark asked:

• "Hai Lou Lan, so you've come! But why?!"

In truth, Clark had anticipated something like this.

After all, the Shadow Sect was related to Kang Hua, and Hei Shenqing had seized Kang Hua's inheritance.

Hei Shenqing's identity was unknown, but he was the one who stole from Kang Hua.

It was amusing: That Kang Hua's wife didn't know she had abandoned the inheritance to a beast who preferred to burn everything rather than submit and hand it over.

Hai Lou Lan gritted her teeth coldly:

• "Don't play dumb. What should I call you? You deceiver!"

Clark laughed:

• "Deceiver? In what did I deceive you, Hai Lou Lan? We cooperated, have you forgotten?"

• "Fool! In truth, in that inheritance, you were suspicious. In fact, you knew, and you even solved the puzzle from the beginning, but you chose not to tell me. You laughed!"

An innocent and sad look appeared on Clark's face. He was a profound hypocrite.

• "What do you mean? I did nothing, I didn't even try to kill you. Why are you accusing me like this?"

•"Didn't I free you from those despicable companions of yours?"

•"Didn't I offer you help, Hai Er?"

Hai Lou Lan screamed in his face:

• "Don't call me by that name! I am not a child!"

Clark looked coldly:

• "Right, you are a widow. How could I call you 'Er'?"

She gritted her teeth, wanting to curse him, but he was right: She was a widow.

But that didn't stop her from what she wanted to say.

• "Hei Shenqing is the one who killed my husband and stole his inheritance, and now the inheritance is with you."

•"Return it to me so it may die with its former owner."

Clark laughed, saying:

• "Be silent. You won't get anything, no matter how small or mortal."

•"Continue with your rat-like work!!!"

Anger blazed in Hai Lou Lan's eyes.

But a terrifying killing intent emerged from Clark's eyes as he said:

• "If I weren't interested in the rat-like work you are tasked with—though I don't know what it is—it would certainly be something interesting."

•"Your husband is dead. To whom do you want to present his inheritance?"

•"You can't even use the inheritance's path. After all, your specialty is poisons."

•"So get lost and leave things to me."

The veins under Hai Lou Lan's hood were bulging intensely due to her blazing anger.

It was suffocating. After all, Clark held the final word and the power. Even if he lost, he could, by his will alone, destroy all Extreme Moves.

It was meaningless.

And the only one in the world capable of stealing Extreme Moves without them exploding was Clark. Who could do such a thing like him???

No one!

But anger burned in her heart. But what could she really do? What could she do to deter this madman?

This is the reality of life: The strong devour the weak, and the weak devour the weaker.

True, humans are the origin of will, but however much they belittle animals, even among humans there is an unbreakable food chain.

The iron fist rules, and for you, there is the broken arm. If you fix it, the strong will break it for you again.

You might say: "Why break it again? As long as I disobey him, he'll just kill me."

But let me tell you: It's only to instill terror.

If I oppress you and you hesitate once, you will fear me until you are placed in your grave.

One fear is enough to shake your heart and courage.

But I always target those weaker than me. Not out of arrogance, but to turn them into slaves.

Those who fear you cannot escape your grasp; they will always wish for it.

But as long as you are alive, just tell me: What will they do?

Clark advanced with astonishing speed. Hai Lou Lan raised her head and saw Clark with fear.

She felt her heart stop.

But Clark kept looking at her calmly, saying:

• "So, you serve the Shadow Sect. But what is the next objective? Will the Central Sects attack another of your bases?"

Hai Lou Lan fell silent. After all, there was an alliance holding a knife to her neck, and she couldn't respond.

Clark laughed:

• "So, you foolishly formed an alliance with them, just for some worms that remind you of your husband."

•"How strange you are, Hai Lou Lan! Truly amusing!!!"

•"You may leave. After all, I gain nothing from you."

Hai Lou Lan flew away, resentment filling her shadowed face.

Meanwhile, Clark examined the mortal-level Extreme Move "The Message."

He had received a message from the Wu Clan. They were urgently requesting him to head to the Purple River of Dragon's Blood.

It was one of the Wu Clan's most important resource points.

But a man called "Godfather Trunk," Kong Jin Yi, had appeared.

He established himself as a reclusive Immortal and took control of the river and the resource area.

And of course, he was backed by one of the clans that wanted to weaken the Wu Clan for gains at any cost: the Tai Clan, specialists in the Light Path.

But it was dangerous. After all, Clark had killed and stolen from one of them.

So he decided to disguise himself.

It was dangerous.

But Clark laughed and removed his face mask, revealing his disfigured face. This way, he could hide his identity!!!

Appearance had never been important to Clark from the beginning, and he wouldn't be affected if society saw him as ugly.

On the contrary, it would motivate him to advance. He would exploit his new, disfigured appearance.

He wouldn't mind fixing his face, of course, but what harm was there in using it a little?!!!

My goals? Steal the Blood River!

Hahahahahahahaha!

To be continued.....

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