Supernatural Insight Eyes

Cain had long anticipated the scene before him.

Given the grudges between the major sects and Ye Qiu, once he exposed his identity, there was no way the major sects would treat him nicely.

Sure enough, the very first instant, all the major sects simultaneously struck at him.

Hmph.

Facing these sects whose faces turned faster than a flipped page, there was no fear in Cain’s eyes; on the contrary, he was extremely excited. Ever since he’d returned from that icy Northern Wilderness, he hadn’t crossed hands with any true experts for a long time.

Even when fighting the younger Martial Artists, Cain had always been concealing his strength, and his true cultivation was at the Zhutian level.

Swish.

His twin wings spread out behind him, and his whole person shot up like a plane, suddenly springing into the air, tracing an arc across the sky as he dodged everyone’s first strike.

"Where do you think you’re running!"

Seeing Cain take to the skies, someone thought he was about to flee and immediately shouted. The others, hearing this, poured on even more power, determined not to let Cain escape.

"To deal with you, why would I need to run?"

Cain had no intention of running at all. These people before him were indeed strong, but not to the point where he couldn’t match them.

That trip to the Northern Wilderness had caused Cain’s strength to soar; now he could face Zhutian-level power head-on.

Whoosh.

Cain advanced instead of retreating, taking the initiative to attack. On his sickly pale face, a faint smile appeared. The person closest to him had their attack miss in an instant; the next second, Cain’s palm directly pierced through that person’s chest, gouging out a bloody hole.

If the other party hadn’t been just a bit faster, he might even have twisted his head clean off.

Clutching his chest where blood was gushing out, this Zhutian-level powerhouse stared at Cain in utter shock, never having imagined that the very first exchange would nearly cost him his life.

This young man was too terrifying.

Why had they never seen Ye Qiu have such a formidable subordinate before? With this level of strength, he was superior even to the so-called prodigies of the major sects.

Cain licked the fresh blood from his fingers. The blood of such a strong expert only made him more excited, and he once again took the initiative to charge in for the kill.

The people from all the major sects present had treated him as prey; at this moment, in Cain’s eyes, how were they not prey as well?

Ever since he returned, he had already learned about how the major sects were targeting Ye Qiu, and about that Heavenly Palace as well. But Cain hadn’t gone to trouble the Heavenly Palace first; he wanted to clean up these sects before anything else.

In the past his strength had been too low; he couldn’t help Ye Qiu in any way. If the major sects had discovered his relationship with Ye Qiu, he would only have been a burden, even needing Ye Qiu to save him.

But now it was different. Cain’s strength had skyrocketed; he could even battle Zhutian-level powers. As long as Martial Artists at the Dao Lord level didn’t show up, he would not be in danger.

In order to increase his strength, Cain had gone to the boundless Northern Wilderness to seek opportunities. Heaven showed him favor, and he really did run into a stroke of fortune.

In the Northern Wilderness, Cain encountered the most terrifying storm, which swept his entire body into its midst. When he woke up, he found himself covered in wounds, barely able to move, and worst of all, he was trapped in an ice cavern.

With Cain’s strength at that time, if not for his vampire constitution, he would have died long ago.

Because he discovered several corpses around him, all frozen solid, long devoid of any trace of life. In that ice cavern, who knew how many years they had lain there.

Cain was injured, practically on the brink of death. With no other choice, he could only suck the blood from those corpses.

Afterwards, a trickle of new power began to appear in his body. Relying on this bit of strength, he was able to move, and so he began exploring the ice cavern.

He discovered that deep within the cavern, there were quite a few ancient corpses. Since the blood of those ancient corpses had helped him earlier, Cain continued to drink their blood, and as he went along draining them, he realized his strength not only recovered, but even increased significantly.

Until he found a man encased in ice. Even in death, this man still radiated an aura that brooked no offense.

Cain was greatly shaken, but in his heart he was overjoyed, because he felt that this man’s blood could bring a qualitative leap to his power.

After that, Cain absorbed the mysterious man’s blood and fell into a sleep. When he woke up, he had leaped straight into the Zhutian realm.

Afterwards, Cain left the ice cavern, left the Northern Wilderness, and returned to the Eastern Desolate Lands.

Facing several Zhutian-level powers, Cain took the initiative. With his first strike, he severely injured a Zhutian-level elder; with his second strike, he severed an elder’s arm; with his third strike, he slew a Zhutian-level powerhouse on the spot.

At that moment, everyone realized that Cain was anything but ordinary, and could no longer be viewed as a mere Zhutian-level cultivator.

Those who had fought Cain before were all dumbfounded, feeling that the only reason they were still alive was because Cain had held back. Otherwise, before a monster like this, they would have long since died.

The ones most shaken, naturally, were Stone Demon Lord and the others. These prodigies were all proud and aloof by nature, yet today all their limelight had been completely overshadowed by Cain.

If this man were Ye Qiu himself, that would still be acceptable—Ye Qiu hogging the spotlight wasn’t anything new—but this man was actually Ye Qiu’s subordinate. These so-called prodigies couldn’t even beat Ye Qiu’s subordinate; how could they not be depressed?

Watching Cain battle the Zhutian-level elders without falling into disadvantage, and instead repeatedly scoring achievements, these "geniuses" all wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and die.

They simply had no face left to show.

The more dazzling Cain was, the more utterly useless they appeared.

In front of Cain, what right did they have to call themselves monsters, to call themselves geniuses?

Those titles now seemed so pale and laughable.

Several figures in the sky were surrounding and attacking Cain. These were all elder-level figures, and Zhutian-level elders at that, yet facing Cain they still couldn’t bring the fight to a conclusion.

The onlookers who had been watching from beginning to end were already so shocked they were at a loss for words.

This wasn’t even Ye Qiu himself, just one of his subordinates, yet he had actually reached the point where he could contend with Zhutian-level powers. Then what about Ye Qiu himself?

He’d been absent for so long; could it be that his strength was even more terrifying than this guy’s?

At this moment, someone recalled that Di Nantian’s death probably wasn’t the work of the Black Fiend Sect.

Many people had already laid the blame for Di Nantian’s death at Ye Qiu’s feet. After all, when even Ye Qiu’s subordinates were this formidable, how could the young master himself be weak?

At the same time, many people felt a cold sneer rise in their hearts, thinking that the major sects had kicked an iron plate this time. It was rare to see the major sects suffer a setback, and now there was finally someone who could constantly make them lose face.

This Ye Qiu was truly defying the heavens. It was one thing for him himself to be monstrous; even his subordinates were this perverse.

In the depths of the cosmos, Ye Qiu had just put away a batch of poison pills he’d refined when he suddenly let out a yawn.

"Weird. Who’s talking about me?"

"Yaaawn... still not done yet."

Ye Qiu rubbed the bridge of his nose, his gaze shooting in the direction of the ancestral land.