In an unknown star domain, seven or eight towering mountains floated in mid-air, their midsections shrouded in mist.
Occasionally, unidentified birds flew between the peaks. In the center of these mountains, two small cities could be faintly seen floating.
While White Feather was rushing at full speed, two groups of people were confronting each other in the central square of one of the small cities.
Leading one group were Sanaa and her father Bentley Schroeder, accompanied by seven or eight elders, all of whom were at the Supreme Source Realm.
Opposite them stood a white-haired elder with sharp eyes and a hostile expression, clearly in the late stage of the Supreme Source Realm.
Behind him was another elder in a gray robe, Sanaa’s second uncle, Paxton Schroeder, and his son Keith. They were followed by more than a dozen men and women, all at the Supreme Source Realm.
“Mr. Schroeder, have you made your decision?” the white-haired elder named Jensen Avery asked Bentley Schroeder in a deep voice.
“I’ll say it again, we have no intention of getting involved in your conflicts,” Bentley Schroeder responded.
“Do you have to be so obstinate?” Jensen Avery interrupted, frowning.
“If you have nothing else to say, please leave. I have other matters to attend to,” Bentley Schroeder said again. “Excuse me.”
“Bentley Schroeder, Mr. Avery has advised you kindly. You better know your place!” Paxton Schroeder chimed in. “Do you really want the Schroeder family to be exterminated?”
“Shut up!” Sanaa interrupted coldly.
“If you want to be someone’s lackey, that’s your business. But don’t spout nonsense here. You’re not welcome. Get out!” she demanded.
“How dare you speak to your elders like that!” Paxton Schroeder’s face turned red with anger.
“Get it straight. Two months ago, you were expelled from the Schroeder family. You have no ties with us now. How can you call yourself my elder?” Sanaa retorted coldly.
“I am being very polite by talking to you here. Don’t provoke me into taking action!”
“You’re quite arrogant!” Keith sneered. “If you want to fight, I’ll oblige.”
“Do you have a death wish?” Sanaa glanced at him.
“Let’s see if you have what it takes to kill me!” Keith sneered again. “Do you really think you’re invincible just because you’ve recovered some of your strength?”
“I won’t deny that at your peak, few in the Upper Realm could match you. But now, you probably can’t even muster late-stage Supreme Source Realm power.”
“Do you really want to test that?” Sanaa fixed her gaze on him.
“Why not?” Keith replied.
“Keith, don’t underestimate her!” Paxton Schroeder warned.
“Don’t worry, father. It’s a small matter,” Keith said before turning back to Sanaa. “Come with me and show me what you’ve got!”
With that, he flew into the air.
“If you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish!” Sanaa followed him up.
“Be careful, Sanaa!” Bentley Schroeder called out.
“I’m fine!” she replied.
In no time, the two were in mid-air. Without wasting words, Keith’s eyes narrowed as he raised his hand to attack Sanaa.
A gust of rapidly rotating air surged towards Sanaa, with a faintly visible snow-white spear surrounded by lightning in its center. The air current cracked the void as it approached her, carrying dark matter along with it.
“Such flashy moves,” Sanaa remarked coldly.
As she spoke, she raised her hand to form a slender sword no thicker than a thumb and met the spear head-on. The slender sword pierced through the center of the spear, splitting it in half effortlessly.
In a few blinks of an eye, the slender sword flashed out from the end of the spear and shot into Keith’s throat, piercing through it.
“Impossible…” Keith’s eyes widened in disbelief.
One move! He couldn’t even withstand one move!
As his body fell from mid-air, his soul tried to escape upwards. But just as he was about to flee, Sanaa clenched her fist towards him. The surrounding void twisted instantly, trapping his soul and making it feel like it was about to explode.
“I didn’t want to kill you, but since you’re seeking death yourself, I’ll send you down to apologize to those clan members who died unjustly by your hand,” Sanaa said coldly.
“Father, save me!” Keith cried out in terror.
“Stop!” Paxton Schroeder shouted simultaneously. “If you kill him, I’ll wipe out your entire family…”
“Idiot!” Sanaa replied coldly before increasing her grip. With a muffled sound, Keith’s soul shattered without even a scream.
Silence! The scene fell into dead silence as everyone, including Bentley Schroeder, was shocked that Sanaa would actually kill him.
“Bastard! I’ll kill you!” Paxton Schroeder roared angrily and charged towards Sanaa.
“If it’s a fight you want, I’ll oblige!” Bentley Schroeder intercepted him.
“You don’t know what’s good for you!” Jensen Avery frowned and disappeared instantly, his violent aura crashing towards Bentley Schroeder.
Bentley Schroeder frowned and formed a seal with his hand to meet the attack. A loud bang echoed as the void collapsed. A figure was sent flying a thousand meters away with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth-it was Bentley Schroeder. His cultivation was half a level lower than Jensen Avery’s, making him slightly weaker in combat power.
Meanwhile, Sanaa and Paxton Schroeder exchanged blows and were both sent flying a thousand meters apart. However, Sanaa appeared to be slightly stronger.
“Your injuries have healed?” Paxton Schroeder frowned.
“You overestimate yourself. If my injuries were healed, do you think you’d still be jumping around today?” Sanaa retorted coldly before flashing towards Jensen Avery.
“Father, leave him to me. You handle Paxton Schroeder!” she shouted.
“Sanaa, be careful!” Bentley Schroeder replied before charging at Paxton Schroeder.
“You don’t know what’s good for you! Today I’ll send both of you to hell!” Paxton Schroeder roared and then shouted at his followers below: “What are you waiting for? Attack!”
“Kill!” More than a dozen Supreme Source Realm men and women charged at Sanaa’s side’s elders.
“Attack!” The elders on Sanaa’s side also raised their hands to meet them.
In an instant, both sides were locked in fierce combat.
“Let me see what makes you the so-called number one prodigy of Universe Palace in ten thousand years!” Jensen Avery said coldly to Sanaa before unleashing dozens of shadows with wide sweeping motions in the void. A fierce wind arose as the void twisted into a spiral towards Sanaa, creating dozens of black cracks.
“Is this all you’ve got?” Sanaa replied coldly.