Hei Mingyingjie was furious. In her entire life, she had never been swept away with a mere glance.

Even though she knew that power was the Eye of the Netherworld Heaven, one of the most potent divine abilities in existence, anger still filled her heart... If her own strength weren't sealed, if it weren't for her father's strict instructions, so what if he possessed the Eye of the Netherworld Heaven?

Did that mean she couldn't possibly deal with him? The thought that she had never been sent flying like this before stoked a fire of rage within her, yet simultaneously, she understood that before breaking the seal, defeating this man would be difficult—extremely, incredibly difficult.

Thus, her face was etched with gravity... But even knowing the immense difficulty, the unyielding Hei Mingyingjie continually pushed her own power, refusing utterly to be defeated by this monstrous figure, this thing that was almost, yet not quite, human...

Not just for her younger sister, but for the honor of their entire race... "Fallen Starfall Sword..." A delicate shout suddenly erupted from Hei Mingyingjie’s lips.

In an instant, the Remnant Star Sword in her grasp shot out, soaring high into the heavens. Streaks of silver light burst forth continuously, and in a flash, the sword transformed, appearing like a meteorite hurled from beyond the firmament, hurtling down toward the little white man who was conversing with Ye Jingyu...

A terrifying pressure swept over everything nearby. The entire sky seemed to lose its brilliance at that moment, as if the only thing left in the world was that single, descending meteor.

Even Ni Bo, watching from a distance, showed a look of sheer dread; this was a power that did not belong to the mortal realm... If that strike truly landed, never mind the little white man, even Ye Jingyu would be pulverized into a bloody pulp.

Hei Mingyingjie, consumed by fury, only wished to crush the man before her and wash away her shame; everything else was utterly inconsequential to her... Feeling the colossal pressure descending from the sky, Ye Jingyu’s expression shifted...

But the small figure in white merely smiled faintly. With a seemingly languid extension of two fingers, a beam of golden light shot out, striking directly against the plummeting Remnant Star Sword...

A sharp clang immediately followed, and the silver luminescence fractured once more. The seemingly terrifying meteorite exploded, dissipating into scattered silver rays...

The Remnant Star Sword, struck by the golden light, was violently repelled, flying straight back to land before Hei Mingyingjie... "No need to exhaust yourself.

You are no match for me, not even if you completely release your seal..." Hei Mingyingjie spat another mouthful of blood, her heart blazing with anger. Just as she prepared to recklessly shatter her own seal, she heard the little white man's confident voice...

"How will you know if you don't try?" Hei Mingyingjie paid him no mind. Purple light flickered violently in her eyes, and faint arcs of electric current could be discerned.

Her long purple hair billowed without wind, spreading out like the violet clouds overhead... Her entire body began to glow again with surging purple light.

The Remnant Star Sword nearby seemed to sense the escalating power within her, emitting a low, resonant hum as silver radiance burst forth from its blade... "Don't you wish to save your sister?" Sensing Hei Mingyingjie's rapidly strengthening power, the little white man raised an eyebrow, seeming hesitant about something, and spoke lightly...

Upon hearing those words, the power Hei Mingyingjie was channeling instantly died down. The fighting spirit in her eyes vanished without a trace, and her cascade of purple hair fell limp.

A crisp, cold snort escaped her lips, laden with unwillingness... Sensing the power that had been on the verge of surging moments before, and recalling that this senior figure dared to call Dugu Bachen "Xiao Chenchen," the shock in Ye Jingyu’s heart defied description...

Although he had always known Hei Mingyingjie was strong, he had never imagined she possessed this degree of might. She had actually sealed her own power; if she hadn't, to what realm would her strength extend?

Who exactly was she? How could someone so young possess such terrifying power?

Connecting this to the purple blood she had coughed up, Ye Jingyu’s eyes were filled with bewilderment... Hei Ming—he had never heard of that surname, let alone someone with purple blood...

"Walk thirty-three thousand, three hundred and thirty-three meters up from here towards the summit. There is a seventy-thousand-year Snow Lotus, sufficient to reshape your sister's body.

You may go..." Seeing Hei Mingyingjie retract her power, the little white man spoke plainly... Hei Mingyingjie froze, glancing at the little white man seated atop the massive Blizzard Tiger King, then at the stunned expression on Ye Jingyu’s face.

With a slight movement of her foot, her silhouette drifted toward the mountaintop. In a few breaths, the dark, graceful figure had completely vanished from Ye Jingyu’s sight...

"Little fellow, you needn't worry about her; with her abilities, the dangers above will not trouble her. As for you, although your physique is decent, even after consuming the Nine Flame Pill, you won't withstand the severe cold up there," the little white man said, noticing a flicker of concern in Ye Jingyu’s eyes, with a slight smile...

"The senior speaks wisely. I worried too much..." Ye Jingyu shook his head.

How could someone so praised by this great figure encounter danger? He had clearly been overly anxious...

"Heh heh. Since you are Xiao Chenchen's successor, we share a bit of destiny.

I shall pass on two self-defense techniques to you," the little white man chuckled, observing the surprised delight that dawned on Ye Jingyu’s face, and continued, "What about that finger strike just now?" "Powerful, supremely powerful..." Ye Jingyu praised sincerely. Hei Mingyingjie's Fallen Starfall Sword strike earlier was truly like a falling extraterrestrial meteor, utterly impossible for human strength to resist.

Yet this figure before him shattered it with a casual finger, even wounding her severely. If that move wasn't strong, what could be?

"Heh heh. That is called the Spiritual Connection Sword Finger..." The little man smiled faintly, and a piece of profound mental cultivation technique was instantly transmitted into Ye Jingyu’s mind...

Grasping the esoteric mystery contained within that single finger strike, Ye Jingyu was overjoyed. However, his mind immediately drifted to the divine light the man had emitted earlier—a mere glance that had sent the mighty Hei Mingyingjie flying.

What kind of divine ability was that...? In his past life, he had often fantasized about how wonderful it would be if his gaze could kill.

Now, having witnessed such a technique, his heart naturally stirred with longing... Yet, he felt too embarrassed to voice it...

"You wish to learn the Eye of the Netherworld Heaven?" The little man seemed to read his mind, as his voice arrived precisely when the thought formed in Ye Jingyu's ears, causing Ye Jingyu to startle intensely...