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"I, Fabreidis, is also a saint warrior!"

Skyreed Sword suddenly roared and sword light shot out in all directions. The gravity that came down was completely cut up by the sword energies, and the sword energies turned into streaks of fire dragons. Then, they gathered together and turned into a giant fire wolf, breaking Qian Zhanxuan’s [Kun] Fighting Technique and attacking the Leader of the Qian Family.

In front of the giant fire wolf, Qian Zhanxuan looked tiny and small. However, this man only raised his hands and didn’t move his legs. Suddenly, he dashed into the air and slammed his palm onto the forehead of the fire wolf.

The fire wolf that looked vicious and ferocious enough to melt the entire Frontier instantly disintegrated and disappeared.

"Your Rapid-Wind Fire-Wolf Sword Technique improved." With hands behind his back, Qian Zhanxuan floated in the air and looked at Fabreidis who was on the ground while saying, "Did you forget that it was me who gifted this technique to you? I know its shortcomings better than you. Even though you are a saint warrior, you are still too weak."

Qian Zhanxuan shook his head and continued, "In the Saint Warrior Realm, there are three levels: Fake Saint, Real Saint, and True Saint. You are only a fake saint and you don’t even understand what is fake and what is real. You want to challenge me? You aren’t qualified. Fabreidis, you are the first ordinary warrior who became a saint, and that is something. I will give you one more opportunity. Leave, or die!"

None of the young warriors knew that there were such differences in the Saint Warrior Realm.

Duren Burg stared at Fabreidis in a daze. He thought that now this uncle was here, even if he couldn’t defeat Qian Zhanxuan, he could at least drag onto this elf king bloodline warrior and buy time. All the young warriors would be safe if they got back to Bhang Wusheng’s place.

Now, it seemed like Fabreidis, a saint warrior, couldn’t battle Qian Zhanxuan.

"Fake? Real?..." Fabreidis shook his head and said, "Can one distinguish between the two? All these years, I’m only motivated by two things. One is to protect my daughter, and the second is to find the real perpetrator and kill him. Now that I found the real perpetrator, do you think I’m going to leave?"

"You can’t win. Your honorable place of death should be the Human-Demon Battlefront," Qian Zhanxuan sighed and said, "Now, you can still turn back around. I rarely appreciate ordinary warriors, and you are the first. Don’t disappoint me..."

"So what? Am I going to stop just because I can’t win?" Fabreidis shouted as he suddenly raised his head and straightened his back. Skyreed Sword in his hand unleashed an unprecedented light, and many flames coiled around the sword. The flames of the Holy Fire Soul Realm ignited everything in the area, and Skyreed Sword cried, creating an indescribable, tragic Tune of Souls’ Repose.

"Duren Burg, take Qian Jin and escape." Fabreidis sounded as calm as ever, and he said, "Fearless battles will always create miracles. Wait for me at Yulee City. I will slow him down and leave here in one piece."

Qian Zhanxuan floated in the air and allowed Duren Burg to carry Qian Jin on his back; he didn’t do anything.

The Leader of Qian Family said, "You are a warrior who I appreciate. I will allow you to ignite everything you have and attack me once. The Holy Fire Soul Realm can kill enemies and ignite their essences to increase your strength. This soul realm is suitable for group battle and not for a one-on-one battle. Now, you can only ignite your own life and battle me."

Holy Fire Soul Realm! It was Fabreidis’ unique soul realm. Killing enemies and burning everything that they had! By doing that, Fabreidis could instantly increase his combat strength. By burning his life energy, Fabreidis could unleash ten to twenty times his ordinary combat power! Of course, the stronger he was, the more life energy he would have to burn. If too much energy was burned, the result would be... death.

"Let me go! I don’t want to leave!" Qian Jin didn’t say these words even though he wanted to; shouting like that would only be childish.

Instead, Qian Jin stared at Fabreidis and knew that he couldn’t say anything to change his uncle’s mind. If he stayed here childishly, he would only add more trouble to Fabreidis.

"Want to leave?" Qian Zhanxuan lightly raised his finger, and powerful magic power instantly dashed down from the sky. Endless ice energy coiled around everyone, forming many giant, clear ice blocks and freezing everyone inside.

Warrior and mage dual trainer! As an elf king bloodline warrior who achieved Heavenly Awakening, Qian Zhanxuan’s magic power surpassed Gloria’s level. The magic spell, Eternal Hibernation, instantly locking down Qian Jin and others.

Duren Burg tried his best and used a lot of warrior power, but he was only able to move his eyes; he wasn’t able to break the thick ice.

Cech Flet’s fallen angel bloodline also seemed to be frozen and put into hibernation at this moment. He couldn’t unleash his bloodline power regardless of how hard he tried, and he couldn’t shatter the ice around him.

"I already said that none of you can get away," Qian Zhanxuan said with confidence as he glanced at Qian Jin and others, "You must all die! In terms of Fabreidis, you..."

Appreciation appeared in Qian Zhanxuan’s eyes, and he said, "You are good. This is the best fighting technique that you created, right?"

"Qian Jin, I believe that you can survive and live on. Also, you need to believe me; I can severely injure him so that he can’t harm you anymore," Fabreidis said with a calm expression, and he didn’t panic even though Qian Jin and others couldn’t get away. "Since you are staying, open your eyes and see. This is the last thing that I can teach you. It is the Tune of Souls’ Repose that I, Fabreidis, created myself!"

The giant fire wolf warrior soul appeared again, and it raised its head and roared as if it were trying to coordinate with Skyreed Sword that was playing the Tune of Souls’ Repose. A series of soul-shaking roars sounded, increasing Fabreidis’ saint-level strength.

One time... two times... ten times... 20 times... 30 times...

"Qian Jin, look! This is my battle! Just see how I take this battle like a man."

"Kids, see what is a battle of honor that belongs to the warriors of the older generation. See how I battle."

The ice enveloping Qian Jin started to crack at this moment...

"Qian Jin, stand there and watch! This battle belongs to me! All fighting techniques! Explode! Yingyu, you are sleeping amongst the stars, but please listen to the Tune of Souls’ Repose that I wrote for you."

Fabreidis looked at the sky, and it seemed as if a beautiful face had really appeared among the stars in the galaxy. At least, she did appear in Fabreidis’ eyes.

With a satisfied smile on his face, Fabreidis said, "Qian Jin, my son-in-law, please take care of my daughter. Remember to tell her that her dad loves her forever."

The powerful force was instantly sucked into Fabreidis’ body, and the tragic presence filled with love even made the few blades of green grass in the area lay on the ground.

Skyreed Sword slightly moved down before suddenly piercing upward, and Fabreidis followed his sword and shot toward Qian Zhanxuan like a rainbow piercing the sun, the moon, and the other stars. This strike was unyielding, showing Fabreidis’ spirit of never turning back.

With his hands behind his back, appreciation for talent appeared in Qian Zhanxuan’s eyes again, and he got serious for the first time since he came here. He said grimly, "You are indeed a warrior who I appreciate."

Faced with Fabreidis’ longsword, Qian Zhanxuan suddenly reached out his right hand. Endless power of [Kun] Fighting Technique appeared in the center of his palm, and it seemed like his hand enlarged infinitely, making others have a hard time telling if this grasp was hard or light.

Qian Zhanxuan’s fighting technique reached another level. If people didn’t see it with their own eyes, they would never believe that such a casual move could have such power!

The sword in Fabreidis’ hands pierced into Qian Zhanxuan’s palm strike. Just as the sword was about to pierce into Qian Zhanxuan’s actual hand, this man lightly turned his hand, and Skyreed Sword that was empowered by Tune of Souls’ Repose suddenly bent after stabbing into Qian Zhanxuan’s palm.

"Shatter and fail!" Qian Zhanxuan’s overbearing and confident voice overpowered the booming noises created by the longsword and the powerful warrior power collision.

Qian Zhanxuan’s palm strike broke the longsword and slammed onto Fabreidis’ chest. The latter’s body smashed into the ground like a meteor.

Redness appeared on Qian Zhanxuan’s dominating face, and the pores on his right hand opened and emitted endless red flames, turning the dark sky red.

"Not bad. It was able to invade into my right hand; not bad."

Bam!

Fabreidis’ body smashed into the ground, shooting a lot of dust into the air.

After the dust settled, Fabreidis was still standing straight, but liveliness left his eyes. The smile on his face seemed to be telling the world that even if he were going to die, he was... going to... stand.

He didn’t try to struggle and stand up, and he didn’t leave any heroic last words. He just stood there quietly on the ground.

Death sometimes came this fast.

This was the life of a warrior. A warrior might still be lively and healthy one moment but in the next...

Qian Jin lay on Duren Burg’s back and stared at Fabreidis’ falling trajectory in a daze, and he thought, "When Uncle was falling, he didn’t stare at Qian Zhanxuan who is his mortal enemy. Instead, he looked at me in the last moment of his life."

That one stare contained too much.

That one stare made Qian Jin recall when he first met Fabreidis when he was an insignificant nobody.

That one stare flooded Qian Jin’s mind with all the moments that he and Fabreidis spent together.

Every time, they only saw each other briefly.

Every time, Uncle Fabreidis as always genial and kind.

In a lot of times, the love from seniors would only show when losing them. At that moment, people would truly regret why they didn’t treat their seniors even better when they were alive.

The wind was cold.

The wind in the Frontier was filled with sadness.

Sorrow rose from the bottom of Qian Jin’s mind. His warrior power stopped cycling in his body, and his three warrior hearts also stopped moving.

Pain! Excruciating pain! Qian Jin never felt this much pain before. The uncle who treated him as his son was now gone.

Qian Jin stared at Fabreidis’ falling trajectory and thought, "If it weren’t for me... Uncle might not have died. If I didn’t help Uncle become a saint warrior, he wouldn’t have investigated the truth behind Gomez Yingyu’s death. If I wasn’t here, Uncle might not have tried to risk his life and injure Qian Zhanxuan at this moment."

"Qian Jin, you are next," Qian Zhanxuan said as he turned around and looked at everyone who was frozen in ice.

"So useless..." Qian Jin’s voice that was filled with sorrow and sadness suddenly sounded from the ice. A moment ago, everyone could only move their eyes and not do anything else.

"I’m so useless..."

"So pitiful..."

Many thin cracks appeared on the ice block around Qian Jin that even warrior weapons couldn’t break.

"For all this time, I thought that I had gotten stronger."

Crack... crack...

The ice block started to shatter, and the ice pieces fell.

"For all this time, I thought that I could protect everyone around me..."

The fragmented ice pieces started falling like the raindrops in a storm...

"So pitiful. I can only drag down my peers into traps... I..."

The ice block completely shattered and Qian Jin landed on the ground again. As tears flowed out of his eyes continuously, he murmured, "I actually could only see Uncle battle to the death. I could only watch my friends give their all for me, get injured for me, bleed for me, and fall in traps for me... so useless."

"So, the fourth kind of fire is the fire of anger... the sorrowful fire of anger."

"Now I know why Uncle didn’t want me to have this kind of fire."

"Unforgivable... unforgivable..."

Qian Jin slowly looked up at the overbearing and confident Qian Zhanxuan in the air. At this moment, Qian Jin’s eyes looked empty, and endless sorrow could be seen deep down in his eyes. He continued to murmur, "You are unforgivable. I.... am also unforgivable..."

Qian Zhanxuan’s golden brows shivered, and he looked at Qian Jin and wondered, "How come this thing that doesn’t even have bloodline power made me feel cold? He doesn’t even have a warrior soul, so why am I feeling a little uneasy?"

There was no domination, there was no impressive warrior power, but there was a sense of indescribable suppression.

Qian Zhanxuan stared at Qian Jin, and the murderous spirit in his eyes intensified, even more than when he looked at Fabreidis during battle.

"Qian Zhanxuan, you can’t be forgiven. I... also can’t be..." A relieving smile appeared on Qian Jin’s face, and he said, "Since both of us can’t be forgiven, then I will take you to the stars and beg for forgiveness from Uncle and Gomez Yingyu..."

"Just you?"

On the quiet field, Qian Wutian’s warrior soul suddenly appeared out of his body, and he dashed toward Qian Jin. As he flicked his wrist and used Qian Family’s [Kun] Fighting Technique, he said, "Family Leader, let me do it! For all the shame that he brought to me, today I will..."

"Get back!" Qian Zhanxuan roared and disappeared from where he was. In the next second, an enormous pressure appeared above Qian Jin.

"Danger! Dangerous presence!" Qian Zhanxuan thought to himself, "Although this Qian Jin doesn’t seem to have energy in his body, it somehow contains endless danger. Anyone close to him will be torn apart."

"Sleeping warrior souls! You have got what you wanted! You got the sorrowful fire of anger! Wake up!"

While staring at the ground without looking up, Qian Jin slowly raised his arm that wasn’t broken, and he pointed one finger toward the center of Qian Wutian’s palm. Qian Jin’s three warrior hearts rumbled, and it sounded like the rolling dark clouds were giving birth to endless thunder and lightning.

Warrior souls finally broke out of Qian Jin’s warrior heart.

Three giant warrior soul dashed into the sky. They broke away a potion of Qian Zhanxuan’s pressure, and Qian Jin’s finger shattered Qian Wutian’s [Kun] Fighting Technique and pressed onto the center of the latter’s palm.

It was simple, soft, and powerless. It seemed like someone was lightly pressing on ants to play with them in boredom.

However, Qian Wutian’s hand instantly exploded, and the endless explosive force quickly rushed into his arm and sounded by his shoulder a firecracker string.

Latent Thunder!

It was the same fighting technique, but its power was increased by numerous folds.

With one finger, Qian Wutian’s entire arm disintegrated into nothingness, and the power of Latent Thunder continued forward and dashed toward the depths of his body.

Qian Jin’s legs slightly shivered, and Qian Zhanxuan only struck an afterimage. The mighty warrior power contained in this man’s strike struck into the ground and many residual energy waves that were more dangerous than sharp blades expanded and dispersed into the area.

Innumerable Shadow!

Qian Jin quietly stood by Cech Flet and lightly pointed onto the ice block that imprisoned him.

The ice block shattered.

In the next moment, the ice blocks that froze Fanta Kunge and others all shattered as well.

"You guys can leave..." Qian Jin stopped looking at Duren Burg and others. He stared at Qian Zhanxuan and said, "I’m going to bring him back to the stars."

"Wutian!" After Qian Zhanxuan missed Qian Jin, he didn’t have time to be surprised. He quickly put his hand on Qian Wutian’s shoulder, and a vast amount of warrior power rushed into his body, wanting to control the impact of Latent Thunder.

Bam, bam... bam, bam...

Latent Thunder ignored Qian Zhanxuan’s warrior power that was even more fierce and continued to destroy Qian Wutian’s body.

"How is this possible?" Qian Wutian’s eyes opened wide, and he looked at Qian Zhanxuan in confusion. For all these days, he had been training on the verge of death, wanting to defeat Qian Jin and redeem his honor.

Qian Wushan, the most talented genius in the younger generation of Qian Family, also said that he could easily crush Qian Jin.

"But... how... how..." Qian Wutian looked at Qian Zhanxuan in shock as he sensed that his life energy was slowly leaving him. He thought to himself powerlessly, "Why didn’t Qian Jin get killed like what you guys said? Why did he only use one finger? I’m unwilling...."

Bam! Qian Wutian’s body exploded into pieces, turning into a pool of thick blood and two eyes.

The two eyes were still staring at Qian Zhanxuan as if they were saying, "I’m the genius of Qian Family who is the most likely to achieve Ultimate Awakening, and I still have a bright future ahead of me. Qian Jin? He should only be a small stepping stone on my path of success. The Zence Empire is going to unite humans, demons, and barbarians under my lead, and I will bring ultimate glory to the Elf King Bloodline Family."

Qian Zhanxuan looked down at the pool of thick blood; Qian Wutian exploded inside his arms. This genius elf king bloodline warrior who rivaled Qian Wushan died before he could expand the Elf King Bloodline Family’s honor... he was killed by someone who couldn’t even activate his elf king bloodline.

"You... exploded your warrior seal..."

Qian Zhanxuan slowly stood up and looked at Qian Jin. Now, he realized that the finger strike which looked simple and powerless contained the power of Latent Thunder after its warrior seal was exploded. This young warrior didn’t hesitate to crush the warrior seal of a divine fighting technique.

"Only exploding the warrior seal for Latent Thunder can create enough power that I can’t even stop," Qian Zhanxuan thought, "Destruction Soul Realm, exploding Latent Thunder warrior seal..."

Qian Zhanxuan re-evaluated Qian Jin and thought, "I was late by half a step. Even if Qian Jin exploded the warrior seal for Latent Thunder, I still could have saved Qian Wutian. Also, his body is too weak. If Qian Wutian was a bit stronger, I could have saved him."

On the other hand, Qian Jin turned around and looked at one of his three giant warrior souls and said, "Uncle, let’s bring him to the stars."