The atmosphere at the North Heavenly Ocean Sect that afternoon was very calm. Hundreds of disciples were practicing their sword techniques and cultivation. Several sect elders were enjoying tea in the pavilion with a sense of peace and coolness. However, in the midst of that tranquility, there was the sound of thundering lightning that erupted from behind the sacred gate. It sounded like a bolt that struck the ground, shattering it into pieces.

  "Who is that?"

  "What outsider dares to enter and cause chaos in front of the sacred gate?"

  The sect disciples felt angry and wondered what kind of power was actually hidden behind the sacred gate.

  "Open..."

  The clashing sounds of lightning caused the teacups to shatter. The tea that the elders should have enjoyed spilled onto their sacred white robes and stained that purity. The voice reappeared along with the sound of lightning behind the gate.

  "Open... or else."

  "Or else what? If you do not have permission from the ancestors and elders, you are not allowed to enter!"

  One of the disciples shouted, but this time it was not just the sound of thunder. Blue lightning forming thorny roots forced the gate open. Slowly, the gate began to wither and crumble due to the intense sting of the blue lightning.

  "I... do not need anyone's permission."

  The lightning thorns burst through and destroyed the sect's sacred gate. Roots of lightning spread from the Vajra sword. As the lightning crackled, the sea at the edge of the sect boiled into deadly hot steam. The gate flew apart, splitting into four sections toward the sect disciples. Lightning struck from all directions as the man wearing tattered robes walked slowly toward the sect pavilion. Objects flew, the ground cracked, and dust rose. Stones floated due to the high voltage in the air, then fell and turned to ash as he passed. The man stopped and tilted his head up. His long hair was disheveled by the storm, his face was stiff and cold, his eyes were sharp, and his robes fluttered.

  "Where is your ancestor?"

  "Impudent!"

  Several remaining disciples shouted and attacked the man simultaneously. As they were about to strike and raise their weapons, they were struck by the blue lightning of the Vajra sword. Their skin peeled away, revealing veins and bones. Their hair and robes burned from the blue lightning as the man turned to look at them. Finally, the man paid them attention and gave a small smile.

  "Ants and insects..."

  The man swung his Vajra sword, creating a single crescent slash like a wave of blue lightning. The disciples were thrown back and their bodies were torn to shreds. Then, the five sect elders arrived from the pavilion with angry expressions and a high killing instinct. Guang caught the scent of that murderous intent immediately.

  "Who are you!"

  One of the North Heavenly Ocean elders asked with a voice full of fury. The man remained silent, tilting his head back toward the sky.

  "Killing instinct? Perfect."

  The man muttered to himself while still surrounded by his blue lightning aura. The elder grew frustrated because his question was not answered.

  "I ask you once more, who are you!"

  "You are not worthy of knowing my name."

  "Impudent!"

  One of the elders unleashed his technique. He formed asymmetrical symbols with his fingers and attacked with blinding speed.

  "11 Ocean Fall!"

  A devastating wave of water was created, attacking the man from eleven different directions and preparing to devour him. The wave caused heavy tremors in the ground. Chairs and tables were swept away by the surge, but the man did not flinch. He formed the symbol of two with his fingers at an insane speed.

  "Thunder Claws!"

  The sky turned darker as the sounds of lightning clashed. Blue lightning claws emerged from the sky, tearing through the gray clouds. Those two giant lightning claws slammed into the sect's territory with insane power. Walls cracked and the ground shattered into pieces, floating into the air. The remnants of the gate and the roofs were struck by the fierce blue lightning. Not a single one of the five elders was left. Their bodies were tattered, their eyes bulged in shock, and their once-pure white robes were scorched and vanished into nothingness.

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  Then, at the bottom of the Ocean Heart, the ancestor of the North Heavenly Ocean sect opened both eyes and awakened. His eyes emitted a boiling white light. The sea waves became fierce and grew larger, devastating everything around them. It was a sign that an ancient figure had just been forced to wake up. From the Ocean Heart, Mo Juechen stood up and shot toward the surface of the sea, then hovered in the air.

  "Who dares to cause trouble in the North Heavenly Ocean sect!"

  Mo Juechen looked around and saw a young man standing in the middle of the ruins, surrounded by blue lightning and staring sharply at him.

  "You! You dare to destroy my sect that I have built for thousands of years? I will make sure you pay dearly for this, brat!"

  Ancestor Mo immediately drew ancient scripts in the air with highly precise movements.

  "Ocean Temple!"

  A temple gate instantly formed in the air, adorned with bells and stairs where Ancestor Mo stood. Inside that temple gate were millions of volumes of water ready to be unleashed.

  "Brat, you are seeking death!"

  Millions of volumes of water poured out, forming a tidal wave that was incredibly high and thick. It seemed impossible to penetrate by any weapon.

  The man finally took a stance and prepared to leap into the air. When he jumped, the ground trembled. Fallen leaves were sliced into abstract pieces by the sting of lightning. The air became heavy around him as he shot upward at high speed. The atmosphere seemed to tear in his wake. Blue lightning struck the ground while stones and gravel floated, containing immense lightning energy.

  The man swung his sword and his fingers formed the symbol of eight.

  "8 Holy Lightings!"

  The man slashed at the wave with all his might. His extraordinary speed made the Vajra sword truly go on a rampage at that moment. The lightning struck the wave and caused the water to boil into poisonous steam that contaminated the air. The blue lightning of the Vajra sword tore through the wave's defense, but it was still not enough. The power the man faced this time was incredibly strong.

  "You are wasting my time, brat."

  Ancestor Mo drew forbidden scripts in the air with rapid movements.

  "I will finish you now! Ocean Arrows!"

  Thousands of sharp water arrows shot toward the man. He tried to parry all of the attacks. The blue lightning clashed with the water arrows, making the surrounding air even heavier than before because the collision produced deadly hot steam. The man screamed and continued to slash using his Vajra sword. The blue lightning grew more furious in the middle of the raging waves.

  "What a fine artifact. Soon, it will be mine!" Ancestor Mo said while smiling at the Vajra sword.

  "In your dreams, old man!"

  "Where do you think you are running!"

  The man dodged and fled from the million-ton water technique. He shot away quickly, avoiding every water particle. His robes were shredded due to the friction of the water. His skin was slashed and wounded quite deeply.

  "How long will you keep running!"

  Ancestor Mo continued to pursue him with extraordinary speed. However, because he was no longer concentrating on his technique, the Ocean Temple was destroyed. Ancestor Mo did not worry about that because his greed had consumed him, and he wanted to seize the man's Vajra sword. Guang smiled slightly and looked back.

  "Just as planned."

  Ancestor Mo kept chasing him. Finally, the man landed in the middle of the sect's ruins. Ancestor Mo walked slowly and ignored the man. He saw his family, his grandchildren, and his bloodline torn apart and soaked in blood that flowed until it dried on the ground.

  "Look at what has happened to your beloved family," the man said while gripping the Vajra sword tightly as it emitted electrical stings in every direction.

  The atmosphere had changed into night, illuminated only by the color of red blood and the blue lightning of the Vajra sword. Only half of the man's face was visible behind the darkness and horror.

  Mo Juechen was furious. His eyes stared at the man and he shouted.

  "You worthless brat, I will make you regret this when you reach Nirvana!"

  His emotional instability made Mo Juechen's anger explode even more. He immediately used his ancient artifact in the form of a spear with an aura like a terrifying shockwave.

  "I will burn your family lineage! I will destroy it until nothing is left! Ocean Divine Spear!"

  "You want to burn my family lineage?"

  The man laughed loudly as he took a stance and lunged with his Vajra sword. Blue lightning illuminated the rubble. Fragments of the sect flew, following the rhythm of the sword's slashes.

  "I have nothing left. What else do you want to take?"

  The man asked while laughing with ragged breath. His fingers formed the symbol of nine.

  "Nine Lightning Waves!"

  Lightning struck the divine spear violently. The man screamed, and so did Ancestor Mo, who had lost his sanity after seeing his family slaughtered.

  "I will definitely kill you, brat! You will rot in hell!"

  "You are the one going to hell, old man!"

  They shouted at each other, breaking the night, and slashed at each other with impossible speed. The blue lightning sting clashed with the shockwaves from the Ocean Divine Spear. Time seemed to stop. Building debris flew in the air. Ash and blood spread everywhere while gravel was thrown in all directions.

  "Anyone who stops me from becoming stronger will surely die!"

  The man was thrown back and returned to his stance. He gripped the Vajra sword tightly as it was shrouded in wrathful lightning. He lunged with a spinning motion like a deadly tornado. The Ocean Divine Spear was shattered into pieces because of the terrifying pressure from the Vajra sword. Finally, the sword managed to pierce Mo Juechen's stomach. The Vajra sword was drenched in blood, and so was the man's hand. He kicked Mo Juechen twice to release his sword. Mo Juechen finally died and collapsed.

  "You asked for my name earlier, did you not? Guang... remember that when you all fall into hell."

  Guang collapsed in the middle of the ruins due to exhaustion. He released the Vajra sword and it stood planted in the blood-stained earth. Suddenly, the Vajra sword, which was originally pure blue and white, changed into black and dark red. It was surrounded by red and black lightning. Guang then closed his eyes.