Amid all the chaos, Heng Jun turned ghastly pale as he experienced the deep, disturbing pain of losing an arm—something rare for someone of his caliber. Not only had he suffered a grievous injury, but he also lost hold of the supreme treasure, the Ascension Banner, intensifying his distress and panic.0

"Ascension Banner!" Desperate to reclaim what was his, Heng Jun nearly lost his mind, channeling peerless celestial light in an attempt to retrieve it. He had been significantly more emboldened when he had the Ascension Banner in his hands. 0

Yet, his situation grew dire as he faced obstacles and deadly attacks. A sword light, aimed precisely at his forehead, threatened to pierce through and cripple even a supreme being like him. 0

Dodging the lethal strike, Heng Jun roared, "Come back!" His severed limb glowed, indicating a fragment of his spiritual essence within, turning into a feeble extension of himself.0

"The mortal realm isn't dictated by the likes of you!" a voice echoed across the ancient lands, resonating above An City. "Nor is the immortal realm at your behest!" the pair of shadows declared. Their simple statements imposed a profound deterrence, highlighting their unmatched status.1

Earlier, their words might not have caused much concern, but now, their statements sent out ripples of fear. The pair's unparalleled strength left Heng Jun at a significant disadvantage.0

The woman shook the radiant scroll of the Old...0