"Jiang Qiu, he’s gained initial mastery of his Realm and can merge it with [Deceitful Escape], making him immune to Spirit Charm attacks from Dharma Aspects. Pull back for now."

Grandmaster Wang’s voice transmission echoed in Jiang Qiu’s mind. He frowned slightly. A faint yet palpable pressure suddenly descended from the sky, causing his own Spirit Charm to stir restlessly, as if he were losing control.

BOOM—

The [Yukong] ability vanished instantly. Jiang Qiu’s body plummeted like a lead pellet, smashing a small crater into the patterned road.

His expression instantly grew grim. He twirled the shaft of his spear and stared coldly at the old man in the black robe a hundred meters away, Sakai Fuji.

"Die, brat."

Following a guttural, teeth-grinding shout, Sakai Fuji conjured a vortex of Nether Dark Spirit Charm in his right hand. With a SWISH, he hurled it. It instantly stretched into a black streak, the aura of death twisting into a beam of dark light.

Jiang Qiu’s eyes widened, and cold sweat broke out on his back. He used [Flaming Illusion] to leap ten meters to the side. A piercing whistle tore through the air, shattering the illusion he left behind. The crimson flames were instantly engulfed by the black Spirit Charm before turning to ash and scattering.

The beam pulled from the Nether Dark Spirit Charm continued onward, its momentum unabated. A moment later, a black sphere of light erupted several thousand meters behind him, like some kind of missile exploding.

BOOM—

The violent boom made the ground tremble. Faint screams and curses from the locals could be heard. He figured it must be the members of the Belli Family who hadn’t kept up; they had been hit hard, but there was nothing he could do.

’The power of that casual strike is astonishing!’

"You really have a few tricks up your sleeve, to have even cultivated a Secret Technique like that," Sakai Fuji said, slightly surprised. His narrow eyes narrowed further. "But if I were to fully unleash my Realm, you wouldn’t find it so easy to dodge..."

The moment he finished speaking, a strange ripple of sound suddenly emanated from Jiang Qiu’s left hand. A wave of heart-pounding dread washed over Sakai Fuji, and his eyes flew wide. "How do you have a [Domain Disc]?!"

Jiang Qiu snorted coldly and immediately channeled a continuous stream of Fiery Flame Spirit Charm to activate the [Domain Disc]. The aura of a Grandmaster’s Realm instantly enveloped Sakai Fuji, crushing his own nascent, formless Realm with the ease of snapping dry twigs.

The [Domain Disc] was no one-time-use Hundred Machines product; it was a Hundred Machines Spiritual Treasure. You could use as much as you had stored, just like a battery.

More importantly, killing the likes of Sakai Yoshiei hadn’t required the [Domain Disc]’s full reserves. A mere fraction of its power had been enough to easily suppress him. In fact, back then, his opponent hadn’t even resisted the Realm, so the consumption had been even lower.

The [Domain Disc] he had just taken out still had at least eighty percent of its reserves, enough to unleash the pressure of Grandmaster Zhu’s Realm!

OMM—

With a single thought, the Realm expanded to encompass a thousand-meter radius. Thousands of North Border City’s Martial Artists were dumbfounded. Their hearts hammered in their chests like hysterical rats, and cold sweat poured down their backs. Some even dropped to their knees with a THUD, clutching their heads and begging for their lives.

When had they ever directly felt such immense pressure? The power of a Grandmaster was never something they dared to covet. Such experts stood above tens of thousands, capable of deciding the fate of an entire city. To offend one was to court death.

Just facing off against Xia Country’s Grandmaster Wang had been pressure like a mountain. Now Grandmaster Zhu’s Realm had appeared out of nowhere. What incredible luck!

If not for this battle, they might have gone their whole lives without feeling power on the Grandmaster Level!

CRACK!

Sakai Fuji casually pointed. A flicker of Nether Dark Spirit Charm shot out and blew apart the head of a Martial Artist who was kowtowing and muttering madly, like a bullet hitting a watermelon. Veins bulged on Sakai Fuji’s forehead. "He’s just releasing pressure with a [Domain Disc]! Its actual use is pitifully limited. I just need to kill him, and the Xia Country Martial Artists in North Border City will soon be wiped out!"

As he spoke, a terrifying, baleful light once again condensed above his head, where a black vortex was collapsing inside the beak of Grandmaster Wang’s Hundred Feet Dharma Aspect, seemingly preparing to charge up a Spirit Light Pillar!

At this very moment, however, the mobilization of Nether Dark Spirit Charm in his body was sluggish. Not only could he not unfurl his Realm, he couldn’t even use [Deceitful Escape] to flee.

His only way to move freely was to kill Jiang Qiu and destroy or deactivate the [Domain Disc] in his hand.

’There isn’t much time left!’

With this thought, Sakai Fuji clasped his hands before his chest. The Nether Dark Spirit Charm crackled violently like lightning—madly compressing, devouring, and melding into a black sphere!

"Die!"

BOOM!

Before the terrifying Dharma Aspect’s attack gathering above his head could be completed, the powerful sphere of Nether Dark Spirit Charm he had condensed was also finished. This was a powerful move he had developed himself, with devastating power.

After he stepped into the Grandmaster Realm, he found that the killing power of a Samurai Sword was always lacking. Only by unleashing Spirit Charm with his thoughts could he achieve greater Penetration Power.

Moreover, as long as the formless Spirit Charm locked onto a person’s aura, it was basically guaranteed to hit, unlike something as flashy as Sword Intent.

He had named the move he created [Nether Dark Soul Pursuit]!

BOOM—

The vortex of Nether Dark Spirit Charm in Sakai Fuji’s hands burst forth. It flickered like a candle flame and then seemed to be instantly swallowed by the air.

Witnessing this, Grandmaster Wang’s heart lurched. Veins bulged on his hands as surging Spirit Charm once again gathered in the massive Dharma Aspect. "Hold on!"

Although he had never personally witnessed the damage of that move from Sakai Fuji, his Grandmaster Level perception allowed him to instantly grasp the danger within it.

There was no doubt. If Sakai Fuji, a powerful Grandmaster who was practically a Half-Step Grandmaster, killed Jiang Qiu and was freed from the constraints of the [Domain Disc], even he—the highest-Realm Xia Country Martial Artist present—would be unable to stop him. At that point, the entire Xia Country Management District would fall.

But how could Jiang Qiu possibly withstand it?

That was a powerful Grandmaster, his strength approaching the next tier of the Grandmaster Realm, and he was using his signature move without holding back—a move that even he himself was extremely wary of. And no matter how much of a genius Jiang Qiu was, he had only just entered the Dharma Realm. His personal strength was simply not enough to block it!

To have the guts to face a Grandmaster head-on and even take the initiative to attack was already enough to earn him the title of a prodigy!

All these thoughts flashed through Grandmaster Wang’s mind in an instant. The black hole of Spirit Charm brewing within the Peng Bird Dharma Aspect above his head was nearly complete, but Sakai Fuji’s attack was a step faster, enveloping Jiang Qiu’s body.

It was like a single spark suddenly erupting into a monstrous inferno, or an insignificant dot collapsing into a black hole capable of swallowing an elephant. The spear-wielding figure of Jiang Qiu was instantly drowned by the Nether Dark Spirit Charm.

There was no attack trajectory at all; this was not a conventional method of attack. With a single thought, Sakai Fuji had unleashed [Nether Dark Soul Pursuit] and succeeded.

He smirked, and his next thought was to activate [Deceitful Escape], which was fused with his Domain Dao, to resist the terrifying Spirit Charm attack locking onto him from the sky.

HUMMM....

The Nether Dark Spirit Charm formed a large, hemispherical shield above his head like a black mire, but it was soft and weak, looking as if it might disintegrate at any moment.

At that moment, his eyes widened in horror. A thought struck him like a bolt of lightning.

’The Grandmaster-Level Realm hasn’t been withdrawn!’