Limitless Evolution: I Have Infinite Potential.

This was his most powerful ultimate technique, enhanced by the sect's secret arts — completely unmatched within the Tribulation Stage.

Nine radiant golden suns hung in the sky, releasing a crushing pressure that made countless hearts tremble in fear.

"Keep your eyes wide open and watch closely," Ye Junlin said with a faint smile. He slowly raised his hand overhead, gathering an immense sphere of multicolored light that rapidly expanded with astonishing speed.

Boom!

A colossal five-colored divine sun rose into the heavens, its brilliance eternal and blinding.

Five Extremes Reincarnation Destruction Technique!

The Giant Sun Virtual Immortal's expression shifted from shock to savage ferocity. Veins bulged across his face as his blood surged, and he roared, "Today, it's either you or me!"

Before his words faded, the nine golden spheres blanketing the sky shot forward as one.

"You think you're my equal?" Ye Junlin sneered, hurling the multicolored sphere from his hand.

The five-colored sphere surged forward with overwhelming might, its divine brilliance so dazzling it was impossible to look directly at it. It collided head-on with the nine golden suns.

Boom!!!

The five-colored divine light exploded like a boundless tidal wave, devouring the golden spheres one by one, its unstoppable force hurtling toward the Giant Sun Virtual Immortal.

Witnessing this, the Giant Sun Virtual Immortal's eyes went wide with disbelief. Then, laughing like a madman, he clutched at his hair. "It's fake, it's all fake!"

No one could have imagined that a Virtual Immortal cultivator, newly ascended, would be driven to madness so quickly.

To the astonishment of the watching crowd, the Giant Sun Virtual Immortal was completely consumed by the five-colored divine light.

Moments later, the sky cleared. The sun shone gently, as though nothing had ever happened. The Giant Sun Virtual Immortal had vanished without a trace.

"Finally, it's not so blinding," Ye Junlin said, removing his sunglasses. He cast a meaningful look at a middle-aged figure in the distance.

The Ancestor of the Xue Family was still frozen in shock. When he met Ye Junlin's gaze, his face drained of color, and he shouted hoarsely, "Ye Virtual Immortal, your divine abilities are truly beyond measure! I admire you deeply!"

Who was he kidding?

Even a powerful Tribulation Stage cultivator like the Giant Sun Virtual Immortal had been effortlessly erased by this man.

With his own insignificant strength, how could he possibly resist a single move?

It was time to surrender.

Swish!

Ye Junlin appeared beside the Ancestor of the Xue Family in an instant. He lifted a hand and patted the old man's shoulder, his tone layered with meaning. "Little Xue, you don't mind if I take in a disciple, do you?"

The Ancestor of the Xue Family froze, sweat pouring down his back. Forcing a bitter smile, he said, "Ye Virtual Immortal, how could I dare oppose you? Please, take whoever you wish."

Ye Junlin chuckled softly.

But the grip on the old man's shoulder tightened, causing audible cracks as bones strained under the pressure. A wave of searing pain spread through the Ancestor's body.

"Ah! Ye Virtual Immortal, please spare me!" The old man grimaced, his heart pounding.

He knew better than to resist. His only option was to endure and pray to survive this encounter.

"My disciple, Li Wujie, has been humiliated by your Xue Family. As his Master, it's only right that I settle this debt. Don't you agree?" Ye Junlin asked casually.

"Of course, of course… but may I ask how Ye Virtual Immortal wishes to resolve this?" the Ancestor asked with a bitter expression, already bracing himself for disaster.

He had no say in the matter now.

"I want you to personally execute the members of your Xue Family gathered here," Ye Junlin said coldly, his narrowed eyes radiating murderous intent that chilled the air.

"What?!"

The Ancestor felt as though he'd been struck by lightning.

"Is that request too much?" Ye Junlin asked softly.

The Ancestor's face turned deathly pale. This wasn't just excessive, it was insanity!

There were millions of Xue Clan members living on the Floating Islands. Was he expected to slaughter them all?

"Ye Virtual Immortal, could you reconsider? Many in the clan are innocent," the Ancestor pleaded, groveling at Ye Junlin's feet.

"Hmph! Your clan lost some members, but my disciple lost his sister. You old fool — do you have no conscience?" Ye Junlin snapped, his voice sharp.

"You… you're right," the Ancestor stammered, though his face twitched with unease.

"Think about it. You've already stepped into the realm of Virtual Immortal. You've got hundreds of thousands of years ahead. Can't you just remarry and start over?" Ye Junlin pressured, his tone growing colder.

Despair clouded the old man's face. If he carried out this massacre, his heart demons would consume him, and his cultivation would be ruined forever.

"Please, Ye Virtual Immortal, show mercy! Little Xue truly can't do it…" the Ancestor begged, his voice thick with misery.

Ye Junlin stared at him for a long moment before letting out a sigh, as though giving in. "Fine. I'm reasonable. How about this — kill the true culprit, the one who started all of this?"

The Ancestor's eyes lit up, his despair vanishing as he bowed. "Thank you, Ye Virtual Immortal!"

Compared to wiping out the entire Xue Clan, taking one life was an absolute bargain.

Without hesitation, his gaze locked onto a middle-aged man nearby.

"Ancestor, you…!" The Family Master of the Xue Clan turned pale, an ominous feeling gripping his heart.

The conversation had been sealed off from the crowd, so only surface details were visible to outsiders.

"Die."

Without another word, the Ancestor struck.

With a deafening boom, the Family Master's body exploded into a mist of blood.

"Family Master!"

The Xue Clan members screamed in horror.

Xue Tianyi stood there, dumbfounded for several seconds before erupting into a heart-wrenching cry. "Father!!"

He had never imagined their strongest support would personally execute his father without warning.

"Why?! Ancestor, why would you do this?!" Xue Tianyi shouted, his bloodshot eyes brimming with grief and disbelief.

The Ancestor ignored him and turned to Ye Junlin, cautiously asking, "Ye Virtual Immortal, is this satisfactory?"

Ye Junlin's face darkened. "Satisfactory, my ass! Are you an idiot? I told you to kill that fool! Why did you kill his father?!"

The Ancestor looked bewildered. "Didn't you say the instigator? I figured the father was at fault for not disciplining his son properly."

Ye Junlin: "…"

Unbelievable. Top-tier comprehension skills.

"Fine. Since you're already halfway there, kill the brat too."

"Understood!"

Still reeling from his father's death, Xue Tianyi barely had time to react before an oppressive force descended upon him. His bones cracked, and his organs felt like they were being scorched. His face turned a ghastly purple, and his eyes bulged with terror.

"Why… Ancestor, you…"

His world crumbled. He never dreamed he'd be killed by the one person he relied on most.

"You little bastard, you almost doomed the entire clan!"

"Die!"

With a decisive motion, the Ancestor clenched his fist.

Bang!

A crimson mist burst into the air where Xue Tianyi had stood.

The crowd fell into stunned silence, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.

"Alright, that settles the past grievances," Ye Junlin declared.

The Ancestor of the Xue Family immediately bowed, his voice trembling with gratitude. "Thank you, Ye Virtual Immortal. On behalf of the entire Xue Clan, I offer our deepest thanks!"

At that moment—

"Hahahaha…" Li Wujie finally released the torment he'd carried for years. Tears of joy streamed down his bloodied face as he laughed. "Sister, did you see that? That bastard finally got what he deserved!"

Swish.

Ye Junlin appeared before the blood-soaked youth, his expression solemn. "Li Wujie, now that your revenge is complete, would you be willing to become my disciple?"

Li Wujie stared at the silver-haired youth, his tears flowing freely. Overwhelmed with emotion, his voice trembled as he declared, "I, Li Wujie, am willing! From this moment on, my life is yours! Whatever you ask, even if it means death, I'll face it without hesitation! If I ever betray my Master, let me die without a grave!"

His voice was firm, every word carrying unshakable resolve.

Before everyone present, Li Wujie dropped to his knees, bowing deeply as he shouted with all his strength, "Disciple Li Wujie greets Master!!"

Ye Junlin smiled.

[Ding! Task complete. Reward: Supreme Martial Art — Battle Saint Fist!]

A crisp notification echoed in his mind.

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