An artifact was a powerful asset for any family! No one would ever deplete an item capable of shaking the very foundation of their existence. Chekfulit, without the slightest hesitation, deployed the artifact—an item that would make even a powerful family bleed—with utter abandon!

"Ahhh! Wonderful! Wonderful, concubine, you make me feel so wonderful!" Duan Fengbuer's bizarre cry, synchronized with the surging, explosive power within him, was matched by an indescribable look of ecstasy on his face, even carrying a hint of a smile: "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!

Concubine, you're making me ecstatic..." Qian Jin paid no mind to Duan Fengbuer's wild shouts, focusing instead on the power escalating within him. This formidable strength was causing his Fengyun Golden Body and the shield Dou Techniques to undergo a new fusion. "A Battle Soul!" Mu Neizhen Ce's ecstatic roar reached everyone's ears.

The last member of the squad without a Battle Soul had, at the very moment Chekfulit achieved sainthood, condensed his own! Never before, never had a Bloodline Warrior achieved sainthood by borrowing external power! Chekfulit, as a Bloodline Warrior, had ascended to sainthood through the methods of an ordinary warrior!

Three pairs of massive black wings fluttered softly behind him. Threads of sacred bloodline power danced around his body, while his Soul Domain expanded outwards again and again—a complete, newborn Soul Domain! The next instant!

Qian Jin suddenly realized Chekfulit had vanished! Gone into thin air! His immense power throbbed in the space around them, yet Qian Jin could not pinpoint his location!

Chekfulit, who had just been floating in the sky, seemed to have entirely disappeared! Qian Jin stepped out of the sand and looked up at the sky where Chekfulit still visibly hovered. His eyes could see him, but he could sense absolutely no aura.

The next moment, Duan Fengbuer’s aura vanished too! He was standing right there, yet Qian Jin couldn't feel his presence at all! Fen Tukangge disappeared...

Mu Neizhen Ce vanished too... In Duan Fengbuer's eyes, Qian Jin's aura had likewise vanished. Then, in the next instant, the surging power of Chekfulit disappeared, as did the tremendous power emanating from Duan Fengbuer, Mu Neizhen Ce, and Fen Tukangge.

And then... Chekfulit himself was gone! That’s right!

Moments ago, he could still be seen, only his presence was undetectable. Now, even his remaining physical form had vanished... as if Chekfulit had never existed.

Duan Fengbuer vanished too... Fen Tukangge, Mu Neizhen Ce, all gone as if evaporating from the air... Only the golden sand remained in the world, accompanied by the rolling heat waves.

"Damn it! Comrade, where are you? Concubine, where are you?

Kangge, flashy six..." Duan Fengbuer’s bizarre shrieks pierced the silence of the land. Qian Jin heard the voice erupt less than five meters from him. Duan Fengbuer had definitely been standing right there moments ago.

Now! Duan Fengbuer, the genius warrior of the Nine-Headed Serpent bloodline, still stood there, but both his aura and form were completely masked. This was...

the Concealment Soul Domain! Also known as the ultimate Assassin Soul Domain! It could not only hide the physical form but also completely mask one's aura and strength, making the user feel like a wraith gliding through the darkness, entirely unfelt.

Qian Jin strained to locate any trace of Chekfulit. As an archer who had mastered the top archery techniques of two races, he possessed observational abilities multiplied countless times over. He had fused the pinnacle archery skills of both tribes, granting him concealment abilities that surpassed even the hidden movements of the archers of those two clans!

Those adept at hiding are necessarily adept at discovering. This was a maxim recorded in the archery notes of the most powerful bloodline warriors of both archery paths, and Qian Jin had always believed it, confident that no disguise or concealment could evade him. Yet now, Qian Jin realized that no matter how hard he tried, he could not detect Chekfulit’s whereabouts.

He seemed truly and utterly gone. This was the might of the Concealment Soul Domain! For the first time, Qian Jin felt the terror of a complete Soul Domain.

Chekfulit’s domain could not only be used by himself but could also be cast upon his friends. "Hahahaha... Concubine!

This is your Soul Domain! In the future, when this brother goes peeping at beauties, I’ll be relying on you!" Duan Fengbuer shouted excitedly, but then his voice suddenly cut off. It was clear that the excited Duan Fengbuer had not stopped himself; Chekfulit had simply imposed an even stronger Concealment Soul Domain on his garrulous companion, silencing his voice entirely.

Duan Fengbuer roared loudly in excitement, only to realize he couldn't even hear his own shouts. After a couple more attempts, he quieted down for the moment, lit a cigarette, and leisurely enjoyed this fleeting peace. Qian Jin surveyed the surroundings.

Che Shuai truly lived up to his title; though none of them held back in the heat of battle, the one who acted most decisively, without hesitation or overthinking, was always Che Shuai. The tragic life of his childhood, and the numerous times he had been hunted to the brink of death, had forged an icy heart in him. Such a person would either never form attachments, or if they did, those attachments would be the truest kind.

This decisiveness had become a core part of Che Shuai's character. Even a Sacred Artifact—an item most major families would hesitate to destroy—was merely a tool in Che Shuai's eyes. Many small teams, upon gaining a benefit, would deliberate on fair distribution.

Che Shuai never needed to consider such a thing, or rather, no one in Qian Jin's squad ever would. They were brothers in life and death, people who would willingly hand over their lives to each other; who would care about such an object? If it suited someone, if they liked it, if they wanted to use it—then take it!

Che Shuai’s taciturn nature did not mean he was ignorant of the emotional bonds within the team; questioning it would only weaken those ties. In this Ancient Barren Sand Sea, a place rife with threats, what did the Concealment Soul Domain signify? Chekfulit understood this perfectly.

The moment he realized his domain was the Concealment Soul Domain, he had been considering whether to immediately use that slender longsword to achieve sainthood with it. The continuous fighting, the endless danger, and the greater desire to push deeper into the Ancient Barren Sand Sea had led Chekfulit to one crucial understanding: the Concealment Soul Domain held vital value for the entire squad. Since this was the case, compared to enhancing the security of everyone's lives, one Sacred Artifact?

Even ten Sacred Artifacts! Chekfulit would dare to use them all up without batting an eye. Fen Tukangge flipped through his own Dou World, finding no Sacred Artifacts suitable for his own ascension.

It seemed he would have to check if any of his comrades had something appropriate. Chekfulit's time achieving sainthood was exceptionally long, longer than the combined time of Mu Guiwuxin and Uncle Fabreidis. This prolonged ascension didn't just continuously elevate Chekfulit’s own power; everyone else’s strength was also steadily increasing.

Mu Neizhen Ce was so overjoyed that he completely lost all pretense of composure, his mouth grinning so wide it was slightly askew. He was supposed to have taken countless years more to condense a Battle Soul, yet now, thanks to Che Shuai’s ascension, he not only condensed one but his power soared uncontrollably. Battle Soul Level One...

Battle Soul Level Two... Battle Soul... Level Three...

Battle Soul Level Five! The Battle Soul strength that should have taken years to cultivate erupted in an instant, much like a beggar suddenly stumbling upon a massive treasury. Mu Neizhen Ce, as a Prince, could easily acquire almost anything, yet he struggled to obtain a personal battle prowess that was uniquely his own.

Now, this sole weakness of his was completely shattered through the team's synergy. In this era of endless conflict between the Zhen Ce royalty and the Demon Race, not a single warrior—or even a single man—didn't crave powerful personal strength; even a Prince could not resist this endless temptation. Qian Jin felt the power within him, which should have already reached the peak below sainthood, continuing to increase.

His brow furrowed slightly. Hadn't he reached his limit? How could he still be improving?

Limit? What exactly was a limit? Who set the limit?

Countless thoughts flashed through Qian Jin’s mind as he gazed at the boundless, star-studded firmament above. Where did the stars hanging in the heavens end? Did they have an end, and if so, what lay beyond that end?

His internal Dou Orifices seemed to be undergoing a strange transformation. If previously, Dou Qi was drawn from the Dou Qi Sea and the Battle Soul before being stored in the Dou Orifices, now the Dou Orifices began to generate Dou Qi on their own. The sensation was as if the countless stars themselves were radiating light, rather than merely shining because they borrowed light from elsewhere.

The Star Life and Death Seal connected his Iron-Forging Breathing Technique's Dead Dou Orifice and Living Dou Orifice, causing them to subtly vibrate. The Dou Orifices autonomously generated Dou Qi, which fed back into the Star Life and Death Seal. The 'Life' aspect of the Star Life and Death Seal reacted immediately.

Countless tiny points of light glittered across the massive seal, resembling small stars themselves. The 108 Dou Orifices in his Life and Death Dou Meridians each released a wisp of Dou Qi light toward the Star Life and Death Seal. Immediately, 216 distinct, bright points appeared on the Seal, arranged exactly as the Dou Orifices were arranged within Qian Jin's body.

The Star Life and Death Seal trembled as never before. Qian Jin focused intently on his Seal. This was an unprecedented phenomenon among the Eight Desolations clan of the Demon Race; they could only cultivate the Living Dou Orifices, never possessing the Dead Dou Orifices, and certainly unable to truly achieve a 'Life and Death connection.' Qian Jin possessed both the Dead Dou Orifice cultivation from the Iron-Forging Breathing Technique and the Fengyun Dou Qi, which could simulate 108 types of top-tier Dou Qi secrets.

Due to the Star Life and Death Seal and other factors, he had opened the connection between his internal Life and Death Dou Orifices. With every breath, Qian Jin felt as if he were enveloped by infinite stars—stars that were born, stars that perished, cycling endlessly, as if each Dou Orifice truly nurtured a star within itself.