Chapter 321 - 322: The Assassin in Black (Extra update, thanks for the continued support from Xin Zai Xia Xue)

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Chapter 321: Chapter 322: The Assassin in Black (Extra update, thanks for the continued support from Xin Zai Xia Xue)Having discovered the benefits of the red light, a fierce battle spirit ignited within Mu Can’s heart. Such places that could enhance one’s strength were priceless, not to mention that it cost nothing here. Without a doubt, the next three waves of Demon Beasts were all excitedly annihilated by Mu Can. With three streaks of red light entering his body, Mu Can felt a thrilling exhilaration throughout his being, akin to a desert traveler stumbling upon an oasis, utterly invigorated. Wiping the sweat from his brow, Mu Can pondered the changes the red light had brought to his body. Even with his strength as an Intermediate Martial Saint, he found the beast tides somewhat challenging. He had never imagined that facing a beast tide could be so terrifying; the relentless Demon Beasts charging at him sent chills down his spine. If he had not broken through to Martial Saint before entering, he might not have survived the second wave without relying on the Reincarnation Pearl. But now, Mu Can was no longer the same person he had been; his strength as a Martial Saint was sufficient to sustain him here. Coupled with the bizarre red light after each wave of trials, Mu Can longed to howl to the heavens and fight a hundred more rounds. "Congratulations, you have successfully defeated the fifth wave of enemies. The difficulty of the trials will increase. The sixth wave will begin shortly, please prepare yourself." Mu Can had even grown accustomed to that emotionless voice, knowing that it signaled the beginning of a new battle. Feeling the changes within his body and after absorbing five streaks of the strange red light, Mu Can felt his physical condition had improved by at least a third. This third should not be underestimated; beyond cultivating their perception of Heavenly Dao, there were few ways to enhance one’s physicality as a Martial Saint. And yet here, Mu Can had done so with ease, truly a miracle. As the mysterious voice faded, the platform slowly returned to its original size. Mu Can had long realized that this platform was a Big Formation, capable of expanding and contracting at will, possessing the spatial capability of Sumeru mustard seed. Bang bang bang bang! Four screens of light shattered into countless fragments, resembling a blue Blizzard across the platform, leaving only the remnants of the broken screens which slowly faded away, but leaving behind a large formation composed of the fragments on the ground. Mu Can did not recognize this formation, but that did not hinder his understanding of its purpose. This was a Transmission Array; what was it going to transport here? In the next moment, the entire platform emitted a blinding light that forced Mu Can to close his eyes, a brightness that even a Martial Saint could not gaze upon directly. This place was truly mysterious—as expected of the Mortal World’s top Secret Realm. Mu Can felt that everything he encountered in the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm had surpassed the scope of the Three Realms. When the light finally dissipated, Mu Can was dumbfounded. On what had been an empty platform, there now stood a shadowy figure, a mysterious man holding a Dagger in each hand, his face hidden behind a black veil, with only his red eyes fixed intently on him. Underneath the veil, the man’s body was concealed in a black loose-fitting robe. However, Mu Can could sensibly sense that the man before him was not from the Human Clan. Searᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The aura of destruction emanating from him was foreign yet oddly familiar. "You’re quite good," said the mysterious man, whose raspy voice was dry as a tree in the desert that had not seen water for hundreds of years, as if he hadn’t spoken in many years. "Who are you?" Mu Can watched the mysterious man intently, noticing the cold light emitted from the Daggers in his hands. He knew this man was not to be trifled with. This was a born assassin, evident by the way he held a Dagger in each hand, ready to mercilessly slash the throat of any enemy that showed a hint of vulnerability, then cleanse his Daggers with their blood. "Heh, who I am? I can’t even remember who I am; I’ve lived too long," the man in black chuckled self-mockingly, his speech becoming more fluent. Mu Can understood that this was the result of the man not speaking for many years, but as he began speaking, he gradually grew accustomed to it. It was clear the man was different from the mindless Puppet Demon Beasts before; this man had retained his wit and Spiritual Sense, or he wouldn’t have been able to communicate with Mu Can. Nonetheless, precisely because of this, Mu Can was even more cautious and guarded. Since the man in black appeared in this trial, it meant he was powerful, certainly stronger than any of the beast tides before. Mu Can had already struggled with the fifth wave; needless to say, the mysterious man before him was a different story. This man in black exerted tremendous pressure on Mu Can. Before he could even prepare himself, Mu Can dared not move for fear a slight action would expose a weakness. In front of such a top assassin, any flaw could be lethal. Although Mu Can was protected by the Reincarnation Pearl, he did not wish to rely on its power unless absolutely necessary. He remembered Purple Cloud’s words: true strength comes from within, and a real warrior should not need to rely on external forces. It was for this exact reason that Purple Cloud had chosen to seclude himself within the Reincarnation Pearl, to create a conducive environment for Mu Can’s improvement. Mu Can had not disappointed Purple Cloud’s expectations, evolving from needing Sword Venerate’s protection to being comparable in strength. "Who exactly are you?" Mu Can was sure the man before him was from none of the races he had encountered, and he was likely not from the Three Realms. "Who I am, does it really matter? With a single thought, things come and go; as I flourish, a hundred florals are slain," the man in black said slowly, his voice filled with reminiscence. Who was this mysterious man in black, and how had he become part of the trial? Was he even alive, and why was there such a sense of ancient time in his words, eliciting a feeling of seeking the ancient and enduring? Questions filled Mu Can’s heart, but one thought was clear and firm—he must defeat the man in black before him.

Chapter 321 - 322: The Assassin in Black (Extra update, thanks for the continued support from Xin Zai Xia Xue)

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