After being reborn, the villain comes with a spoiler tag.

Back in the ancient immortal realm, when the fragments of the immortal realm that housed the Tomb of Ten Thousand Weapons completely collapsed, Long Yucheng and his belongings were all swept up in the devastating thunderstorm, and he was annihilated, body and soul.

The blunt sword was not spared either, falling into the spatial rift along with the other items, yet remaining unharmed. Ultimately, it was Huo Yu who unexpectedly retrieved it during his near-frantic search for Long Yucheng.

After the two were reunited, Huo Yu returned the sword, along with several other "relics" he had found, to Long Yucheng.

However, Long Yucheng still remembered the tragic result of forcibly activating the sword with the immortal jade last time, which caused his spiritual veins to be completely shattered. Therefore, he had kept the sword idle in his storage bag and had never used it.

At this moment, when Huo Yu saw Long Yucheng take out the sword, his gaze also sharpened—like Long Yucheng, this sword left him with far more than pleasant memories.

But seeing the confident look on the black-clad youth's face as he held the sword, he ultimately said nothing, only focusing more intently on Long Yucheng's every move, ready to intervene at any moment.

Long Yucheng took a deep breath, and his aura suddenly changed—two completely different forces, spiritual power and demonic power, surged into his body at the same time, transforming into a vast immortal power in an instant.

The moment this immortal power appeared, it surged into the bladeless sword in his hand like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.

"Zheng——"

A clear, melodious sword cry, like a dragon's roar, suddenly rang out, echoing within the enclosed space.

The fine, dragon-scale-like patterns on the originally dull cyan longsword gradually lit up with pale golden light from the guard to the tip, creating a layer of pale golden radiance. A sharp and incomparably fierce sword intent suddenly burst forth from the sword!

The young man in black suddenly flicked his wrist, and the sword blade sliced ​​through the stagnant air. There was no grand, sweeping movement, but several sword energies, like shooting stars in the cold night, suddenly left the sword and disappeared into the stone wall in front of him.

Without a deafening roar, the sword energy swept across the three-foot-thick, solid stone wall, as if thin paper had encountered an invisible blade, and was precisely and smoothly sliced ​​into several pieces. The cut surfaces were as smooth as mirrors, even reflecting human images clearly.

Where the sword energy passed, no trace was left. Only a trace of chilling sword intent lingered in the air, silently proclaiming the extreme sharpness contained in that strike, enough to cut through anything.

As the thick, cut-open stone wall crashed into the ground with a deafening roar, a much larger space suddenly appeared before the two amidst the billowing dust.

Huo Yu stepped inside without hesitation, followed closely by Long Yucheng.

Upon entering this new space, Huo Yu's demonic power not only did not subside, but instead became even more solid, like dark flames swirling around him, and the surrounding air subtly distorted under the high temperature.

Long Yucheng also kept his hand firmly on the bladeless sword, its blade surrounded by immortal energy, the pale golden scales flickering intermittently, as he vigilantly sensed any unusual activity around him.

The space was surprisingly empty, with nothing inside except for a narrow passageway at the deepest part that was only wide enough for three people.

The passage was dark and winding, and its destination was unknown.

They exchanged a glance, and without a word, they tacitly continued their exploration.

The passage seemed bottomless, stretching endlessly forward, with nothing but stone walls all around, the only sound being the footsteps of the two people.

After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a second stone wall suddenly blocked their way.

From the moment they entered this space, the Hou beast, which had been quietly following behind Long Yucheng, became unusually restless. If it weren't for the Beast Taming Ring that controlled its life force still being in Long Yucheng's hands, it would have almost turned around and fled this strange place.

Standing before this second stone wall, its scales stood on end, and suppressed, fearful growls rolled from its throat. Its limbs scratched at the ground restlessly, as if something behind the stone wall was causing it great unease.

Long Yucheng frowned, raised his hand to put the slightly out-of-control Hou beast back into his beast-taming ring, and then looked at Huo Yu with a very solemn expression.

Not only the Hou beast, but Huo Yu also clearly felt that the strange feeling had become stronger than ever before in this place, like an invisible tide, pressing heavily on his five senses.

He could tell from Long Yucheng's tense jawline and the way his fingers gripped the sword hilt that the young man in black felt the same way he did.

Without a word, the two of them took a half step closer to each other.

Huo Yu concentrated his demonic power on the outside, creating an invisible barrier; Long Yucheng slightly turned his sword, secretly preparing for defense, his gaze fixed on the stone wall in front of him like a cold star.

In a mere instant of eye contact, their thoughts were already in sync—Long Yucheng would still break through the barrier, while Huo Yu would focus his attention and provide support. Crimson flames flickered between his fingers, and his body was brimming with immortal power, like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released.

However, the moment the sword energy of the bladeless sword left Long Yucheng's hand, Huo Yu's pupils shrank sharply, and an extremely strong sense of crisis suddenly appeared, like an ice spike piercing his mind!

In an instant, the body acted before the mind could.

Huo Yu's left hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Long Yucheng's waist. At the same time, his immortal power erupted, carrying the two of them like two streaks of light, shooting backward at an astonishing speed!

Almost at the same instant their figures disappeared from their original positions, the several sharp sword energies that Long Yucheng had unleashed had already penetrated the stone wall, but there was no reaction whatsoever.

The stone wall remained completely undamaged, without even a single sword mark. However, the moment the sword energy entered the stone wall, a strange fluctuation emanated from behind it.

This fluctuation seemed to completely disregard the concept of spatial distance. The moment Huo Yu sensed its appearance, it was already right in front of him, like a shadow clinging to his bones, rushing straight to his face!

At the critical moment, the Yin-Yang fish deep within Huo Yu's consciousness, which had been dormant for a long time, uncontrollably absorbed the immortal power gathered around Huo Yu's body. It suddenly reversed wildly and, in just an instant, forcibly activated a power that was extremely similar to the incoming wave.

These two forces touched silently in front of Huo Yu, like two drops of water from the same source permeating and neutralizing each other, eventually completely canceling each other out and disappearing into nothingness—nothing happened.

Huo Yu did not pause at all. He held the person in his arms tightly and increased his speed to the extreme. In a few flashes, he had already reappeared in the Glazed Valley outside the cave with Long Yucheng.

The moment Long Yucheng stepped onto the solid, glazed floor, he immediately broke free from Huo Yu's embrace, turned around to look at the white-clad man behind him, his face filled with lingering fear and undisguised worry:

"Senior brother! Are you alright?!"

He had clearly sensed the eerie fluctuations emanating from the stone wall that had sent chills down his spine, and he was still filled with lingering fear.

Huo Yu shook his head, his voice remaining steady:

"No problem."

Only after confirming with his own eyes that his senior brother's breathing was stable and that he was indeed unharmed did Long Yucheng finally breathe a long sigh of relief, but the solemnity between his brows did not dissipate in the slightest.

He looked with lingering fear towards the entrance to the beast's lair:

"What...what was that just now?"