Huo Yuhao truly deserved the title of a prodigy who dominated his entire generation.
To be honest…
Li Zhexian had always believed that with Huo Yuhao's talent,
there was no reason he should have lost to Tang San.
But he was shackled by love and entangled relationships—
lacking the heart of the invincible.
BOOM—!!!
The pillar-like beam of destructive eye light shot directly toward Li Zhexian.
His white robe fluttered, yet his expression remained calm.
The Qinglian Sword in the Skydream Sword Shrine had been nourished for four months;
it had already fused two kinds of sword intent.
He hadn't intended to use it against Huo Yuhao.
"Qinglian Sword Song—Ninth Form…"
Li Zhexian's voice suddenly grew ethereal, echoing through the pure-white space from all directions.
This was not mere echoing—
but resonance coming from the past and the future.
"A Thousand Autumns Depart."
He extended two fingers like a sword.
A hazy sword-light burst from his fingertips.
He swung it horizontally—
directly toward the imminent beam of destruction.
"Wait—!" Huo Yuhao hurriedly shouted.
This was supposed to be a friendly spar.
He feared the mysterious youth in white might get hurt.
"This Li Zhexian is being overconfident!"
"I was planning to clash with his Seventh Spirit Ability!"
"But he didn't even use his Seventh Spirit Ability!"
In the instant these thoughts flashed—
Huo Yuhao's pupils abruptly shrank to needlepoints, his voice trembling:
"This is impossible!"
He saw—
His own annihilation eye-light rapidly retracting.
As if—
A torrential downpour was flowing backward into the clouds.
His body also returned to the state he had been in before activating his Seventh Spirit Ability.
Spirit Power fully restored.
"Time… reversing?!"
"How is that possible?!"
Huo Yuhao's heart trembled violently.
He circulated his Spirit Power, trying to release the destructive beam once more.
But Li Zhexian was faster.
Swish—!
In the pure-white space—
A faint golden, glazed sword-light flashed.
Li Zhexian held the sword hilt, and placed the tip of the sheathed Qinglian Sword
three inches from Huo Yuhao's neck.
Huo Yuhao froze.
Then gave a helpless, bitter smile.
"I lost."
He lowered his head, staring at the sword that hadn't even been drawn,
his eyes filled with both defeat and astonishment.
Though he had never said it aloud—
He had always believed
there wasn't a single peer who could truly compete with him.
Even the founder of the Tang Sect—
if they were at the same Spirit Saint realm, he wouldn't fear him.
Yet today—
He had been utterly defeated by a single youth.
Even though he still had many techniques left unused—
The other party hadn't even drawn his sword.
He accepted the loss wholeheartedly.
Li Zhexian smiled faintly, withdrew the sword from his neck,
and lightly tapped Huo Yuhao on the head.
"You're not bad."
BOOM—!
The spiritual sea rippled violently.
Skydream Ice Worm descended from above,
its plump body landing and shaking three times upon impact.
"Hahahaha! So what if you tied with me before?"
"Brother Zhexian absolutely crushed your chosen person!"
"Tsk tsk, your judgment is truly poor!"
Li Zhexian glanced at the hands-on-hips, unbearably smug Skydream Ice Worm.
He now fully understood—
Why Di Tian used to beat it up every few days underground.
Across from him, Skydream Ice Worm trembled with anger,
its icy antennae twitching. It looked to Huo Yuhao and transmitted:
"Yuhao, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, Brother Tian Meng… I just let you down."
Huo Yuhao's voice was tinged with bitterness:
"The gap between me and this youth in white is enormous."
"His sword intent contains everything—
even Sword Fanatic Ji Juechen is far inferior."
"As long as you're alright. This Li Zhexian is indeed a monster—
I even suspect he's a pure-blooded dragon in human form."
Skydream Ice Worm worried he might be discouraged and added:
"Yuhao, losing this battle isn't shameful."
"Just don't lose the heart to become stronger."
"…Mm."
Huo Yuhao cupped his hands toward Li Zhexian and said:
"Today's battle has benefited me greatly. Thank you, my friend, for your guidance."
With those words—
It was obvious he intended to take his leave.
Li Zhexian also intended to depart.
He could faintly sense the power of the white hole beginning to dissipate.
But when he heard Huo Yuhao call him "friend,"
Li Zhexian changed his mind.
"We are not from the same timeline."
"But I more or less know your future."
"Steady your mind.
Look upon the life of 'Huo Yuhao' as an observer—
as a third party."
With that—
Li Zhexian flicked his sleeve.
A screen of light formed from spiritual power slowly unfolded.
Within the light—
Scenes appeared exactly as Li Zhexian imagined them.
The young Spirit Eyes boy, having changed his surname, leaving home alone, heading to the Star Dou Forest to hunt for a spirit ring…
Encountering the million-year-old Skydream Ice Worm, and the beginning of their turbulent journey together…
"You… how do you know my past?!"
"Who… who exactly are you?!"
If earlier—
He had only been shocked by Li Zhexian's strength.
Then now—
Both Huo Yuhao and Skydream Ice Worm felt a chill rising from the depths of their hearts.
Li Zhexian chuckled lightly.
"Keep watching."
He controlled the speed of the light-screen's playback.
An ordinary person might have been overwhelmed—
But all those present were beings of tremendous spiritual power.
Naturally, they felt no strain.
Huo Yuhao's expression froze.
In merely the time of one incense stick—
He watched through his entire past.
Next was the future that was about to unfold.
"I… I end up together with Wutong…?"
Huo Yuhao's gaze gradually locked onto the scenes.
The future:
The Spirit Soul technology is perfected, and he establishes the Spirit Pagoda.
Later he battles the Evil Spirit Masters, killing multiple Titled Douluo.
He learns Tang Wutong's true identity and is tested by her father.
Then comes the final war with the Sun Moon Empire—
and ultimately, he inherits the God Position of the God of Emotions.
Yet even after becoming a god—
There are still many things he cannot control…
Buzz—!
The light-screen shattered at this point.
The brilliance in Huo Yuhao's eyes faded into bewilderment.
The sheer amount of information surged like a tide.
He needed time to settle his mind.
Viewing his entire life from a third-person perspective,
Huo Yuhao suddenly felt… empty.
It was as though his life—
Was being manipulated by a pair of giant unseen hands.
Even after becoming a god—
There were still countless things beyond his will.
Skydream Ice Worm looked toward Huo Yuhao.
It opened its mouth, but only sighed silently.
Li Zhexian lifted the wine gourd at his waist, took a long gulp, and said lazily:
"Huo Yuhao, beyond strength, you must cultivate your heart."
"To protect does not always mean clinging tightly.
Sometimes, the greater wisdom is knowing when to let go."
"In the future, you may face unforeseeable changes—
even your beloved may become bait in a greater scheme."
"With an unshaken heart, you pierce through all illusions."
"When the heart is clear, nothing can corrode it."
The confusion faded from Huo Yuhao's eyes.
A light unlike anything he'd had before slowly rose within them.
This radiance—
Skydream Ice Worm had never once seen in him.
"Thank you, my friend, for helping me break through my doubts."
Huo Yuhao bowed deeply to Li Zhexian, then smiled brightly:
"I think… I know what I must do now."
After speaking—
A trace of hesitation flickered across his face, but he continued:
"You let me glimpse my own future.
Such a gift is heavier than any fortune."
"I know that with your overwhelming talent,
you may not value my small techniques."
"But this is the only thing I can offer you in return."
"I hope you accept this method of the Spirit Soul."
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