Paragon of Sin

Xiao Bing's excitement was as palpable as the pulsing light of hope in the depths of her eyes. While the man wore a mask, she had the strongest feeling that only he would arrive at this time. It was an inexplicable sensation that was unexplainable in words, but she knew. 

"We-" She was about to confirm her belief, but her radiant pair of eyes suddenly lost all their focus, and she gently entered a peaceful slumber with closed eyes. Her body lost all rigidness within Wei Wuyin's arms. Xiao Bing's hasty and thoughtless words ran counter to Wei Wuyin's desire, so he decisively put her to sleep and positioned her in a princess carry, her head resting on his shoulder.

Things spoken beneath the heavens were harder to conceal from prying eyes. 

More importantly, the situation before him created two unpredictable witnesses. At the moment, he was in full Draconic Transformation, and his robes had become as dark as night, with leather vambraces and greaves colored in a light grey and wearing the signature robes of a Martial Artist, Wei Wuyin's entire demeanor had changed from transcendent to domineering. 

Wei Wuyin's Infinite Void Wings shrunk to nine meters each while his sharply vertical pairs of light grey dragon pupils quietly observed. The strike from Yun Che had twisted the chaos mana viciously, causing a scene similar to a smokescreen. Fortunately, Wei Wuyin's Celestial Eyes were exceptional in their visual piercing properties. 

"What power!" A shocked voice a few dozen miles away from Wei Wuyin and the unconscious Xiao Bing said in subtle yet present astonishment. 

Beyond that voice, another dozen miles out, a figure hovered imposingly in the Dark Void, their expression was grave and grim. They wore the attire of the Bing Clan yet held a ridiculously large sword that went against almost all of the Bing Clan's known cultivation methods. Moreover, their Mystic Aura's ice-attributed energy fluctuations contained a hyper-realistic sensation, but it didn't affect the ambient Chaos Mana as a Soul of Mysticism cultivator's Mystic Aura would. 

A fake!

Wei Wuyin instantly realized this, and so did the owner of the voice; their familiarity with the Bing Clan's Cultivation Methods and aura was borderline obsessive.

'He Bojing and the Evil Blessed…' Wei Wuyin instantly recognized this aquamarine-robed old man with a willowy beard and oppressive aura resembling a torrential storm at sea. As for the Evil Blessed, Wei Wuyin's Bloodline of Sin's sensitivity was heaven-equaling, so not even the mask could conceal his status as a Blessed or how familiar it felt. 

Just as he was about to grab Xiao Bing and receive the world-collapsing attack with his Infinite Void Wings, He Bojing arrived between them. He used a single palm to clash with the torrential power the Evil Blessed had unleashed! The result was cataclysmic, and if they weren't so far out into the Dark Void, planets would've been destroyed! 

That said, He Bojing's actions of blocking that attack led to his surprised exclamation because his sleeves had been ripped asunder to the forearm, and his right hand was littered with paper-cut-like lacerations throughout. While he didn't bleed, the faint light of Mystic Energy did leak out as the wounds were being slowly repaired. 

He Bojing's eyes observed the 'fake' Bing Clansman, seemingly mentally verifying his suspicions of a foreign entity attacking or colluding with foreign enemies to launch an assassination. "Two foreigners?" The He Clan's Earthly Saint calmly turned his head toward Wei Wuyin, the casualness of his action was apparent, yet the killing intent gradually illuminating his eyes was equally as visible. 

'Fuck.' Yun Che cursed viciously in his heart. 

The two, Wei Wuyin and Yun Che, were both grim-faced and gloomy. While their eyes fixated on He Bojing, they both were brutally aware of the World Prison that sealed them both, isolating them from the outside world. 

World Prison! 

The evolved, transcendent version of Spatial Prison! It was an ability that those who harnessed and grasped the profound Spatial-type Rune could execute, and it was enough to send almost every Demi-Mortal Lord into absolute despair! While Earthly Saints could use it, as the Ever-Knight had done against Wu Yu, as that fight revealed, World Prisons formed without proper comprehension of the Spatial-type Way of Mysticism inevitably created flaws! 

However, He Bojing's contained no flaws! 

Both Wei Wuyin and Yun Che gauged He Bojing's unfathomable aura: '3rd Runic Ascendant.' They unanimously concluded. Wei Wuyin's analysis, however, was deeper as he was extremely experienced with the Ways of Mysticism, even more than Yun Che, as he'd experienced debonair Wei Wuyin's memories of cultivation—a genuine Earthly Saint. 

'Three Mystic Runes: Spatial, Temporal, and Oceanic.' It was extremely rare for an Earthly Saint not to grasp Mana as their first, second, or third Mystic Rune, but there were notable exceptions, as always. 

While this might not be too impressive to the World Beyond the Fold, to the Grand Cyclic Stellar Region, this was a high-tier Earthly Saint on par with Ever-Knights or exceeding the vast majority of Earthly Saints beneath the top three starfields. Abnormalities like Wu Yu were products of outstanding innate talent, premium cultivation methods, alchemical environmental support, and/or fortuitous encounters. Even Yang Chaoyue, Kong Yi, and the Soul-Rising Saint were all outstanding talents nurtured by either the Imperial Clan, Ninestar Sainthall, and/or the Golden Life Pavilion's wealth. 

They stood out. 

He Bojing surreptitiously inspected Xiao Bing.

While his action was skillfully hidden, Wei Wuyin grasped his emotional fluctuation of relief and satisfaction. He frowned slightly and then was reminded of his Karmic Luck deduction. Even if he hadn't interfered, He Bojing would've intercepted that attack. Was his Karmic Luck deduction to be used for protection? Did the Heavenly Daos influence He Bojing to protect Xiao Bing against a fellow Blessed? But that didn't make sense…

Was He Bojing trying to keep Xiao Bing alive for another purpose? Was this event supposed to be not against the Evil Blessed but He Bojing?!

The situation was too confusing and complex to discern at a glance. For now, he should take it one step at a time. Starting with the Earthly Saint before him. 

He Bojing's spiritual sense had already spread to the limits of his spherical World Prison. It spanned about three hundred miles, a paltry distance to Ascended beings, yet it served as an effective cage for those inside. 

"No matter," He Bojing casually stated, "I'll just capture you both." 

Yun Che's hands tensed around the Heretical Berserk Godsword. 

Wei Wuyin's Infinite Void Wings trembled slightly.

From a distance of dozens of miles, the two Blessed, one a Blessed turned Sinner, the other, a Blessed that had bravely trekked the Evil Path, looked at each other. A miraculous spark of understanding formed between them: He Bojing was the greatest threat! 

"Oh?" He Bojing turned toward Yun Che, the stronger of the two in terms of aura, and his eyes abruptly brightened. His Mystic Soul throbbed vigorously, and his attention was brought to the shadowy object hovering directly behind the fake Bing Clan's cultivator. An irrepressible urge birthed in his heart, mind, soul, and spirit, and it was telling him to obtain that object at all cost! For a split second, Bing Tian's circumstances had taken a backseat! That was how alluring that object was to him!

The light of obsessive greed and desire erupted in his eyes alongside a rich aquamarine glow of power. 

Whoosh!

He Bojing executed a profound movement art, and his body dispersed into endless ripples of water that affected the entire three hundred miles of limited fixed space.

"Shit!" Yun Che's pupils violently shrunk. The ripples spread out at light speeds, and all of the fixed space was sealed, so his Spatial Abilities were rendered ineffective. However, that wasn't the most pressing issue. With a roaring howl, Yun Che clenched the Heretical Berserk Godsword and summoned forth a Mystic Ward that exuded a vile aura of desolation and death, representing evil and greed.

BOOSH!

An aged palm emerged just two inches from Yun Che's Ward, smashing heavily against it like a planet-sized meteorite. A devastating explosion erupted, and Yun Che's Mystic Ward endlessly fluctuated as it anchored him to his location. If he allowed himself to be pushed back, thrown against the World Prison's walls, he'd be eternally screwed.

He Bojing stood before Yun Che, surprised at how resilient his Mystic Ward was and how he was capable of withstanding the force of his palm. From the fluctuations of his Mystic Power, disguise aside, this cultivator was only at the Soul of Mysticism Phase. How terrifying was this person? Or was it the result of a treasure?

Wei Wuyin's Infinite Void Wings fully unfurled and then flapped lightly. With mind-blowing speeds, Wei Wuyin flew away from the two's clash, aiming for the World Prison's furthest walls.

"What?!" Yun Che's eyes widened considerably. When they had exchanged looks earlier, he had this strange feeling they would cooperate in fighting against He Bojing! But this masked man took off at the first opportunity! What type of bullshit was this?! 

"No, no. Stay." He Bojing faintly smiled; his other hand reached out towards Wei Wuyin, and he lightly clenched. The powers of an Earthly Saint were unfathomable! Just this action caused a deluge of Spiritual Strength to cascade toward Wei Wuyin from every conceivable angle. A Spiritual Spell!

Wei Wuyin enveloped himself in his Spiritual Strength, forming a shell, and directly barreled towards the wall without slowing down in the slightest! As a cultivator with four Astral Souls, all pushed to their limits, his Spiritual Strength might be intrinsically mortal grade, but it was terrifyingly sturdy and formidable! 

The Spiritual Strength bashing against him was like waves of water crashing against an iron ball. While it caused him to tither here and there, he still made it to his goal! The walls of the World Prison! 

He Bojing's eyes widened in shock.

"Now!" Yun Che took this opportunity to swing the Heretical Berserk Godsword for the second time! The titanic-sized planet-equaling force and the ungodly suppressive force were summoned once again! 

He Bojing's shock at Wei Wuyin's effortless defense against his spell had caused him to enter into a daze for a split second, but the sensation of danger snapped him out of his stupor, and he turned his palm into a fist enveloped by Time Power, and without any hesitation, smashed it against Yun Che's attack!

BOOM!!!

Coinciding with the explosion, a bursting flash of silver light erupted, and He Bojing's figure vanished. 

Yun Che's eyes widened uncontrollably as watery ripples manifested in every direction of his body, and his Mystic Ward was tied down despite unleashing such a devastating attack! He roared violently in his heart. 

This was why Earthly Saints were supreme figures! Their Awakened Mystic Intent afforded them power tied to their Mystic Rune that was god-like. The fact his movements were slowed down mere moments before contact, sufficient enough for He Bojing to escape the terrifying suppressive and destructive force of the Heretical Berserk Godsword's swing, brutally reminded him why he evaded Earthly Saints! 

Wei Wuyin arrived at the edge of the World Prison.

"I said stay," a voice resounded behind him.

But Wei Wuyin ignored it entirely, even the terrifying power that accompanied it, and he tossed Xiao Bing into the wall. She was encapsulated by grey light, and when she touched the World Prison, she bypassed it effortlessly, and the moment she escaped its thick layer of Spatial Power, she vanished without a trace. 

"What?!" He Bojing was slightly stunned at the sight of Xiao Bing's escape, but he ruthlessly continued his attack targeted at Wei Wuyin's side. The strike landed on Wei Wuyin's spiritual shell, crushing it instantly and reaching his Infinite Void Wings that furled together defensively. 

BOOM!

Wei Wuyin was pushed away from the walls. He Bojing couldn't afford Wei Wuyin to escape the same way Xiao Bing had. 

Wei Wuyin's figure sped across the World Prison, and when he got within three miles of Yun Che, his Infinite Void Wings unfurled, stopping his momentum instantly, and he reached out. 

MANA DOMINANCE!

The shadowy mist enshrouded Heavenly World Core shot into his direction, startling Evil Blessed and Earthly Saint alike! 

In a flash of streaking grey light, the core shot toward Wei Wuyin at absurd speeds! 

"NO!" Yun Che roared, and then his aura began to change as madness seeped into his eyes. Suddenly, his Mystic Aura rose as his Soul of Mysticism Phase cultivation violently changed, his mask's concealment faded away, and he violently yanked toward the Heavenly World Core! 

A dark reddish light entered into a contest with the grey light, instantly causing the core to freeze between Yun Che and Wei Wuyin.

He Bojing's eyes narrowed.

"As I thought," Wei Wuyin calmly gazed at the raging Evil Blessed as his cultivation was revealed alongside his true Mystic Aura undisguised by his treasure. 

Demi-Mortal Lord!