Ethan Clark gave a cold laugh and said, "Ten thousand years ago, how glorious was the Longevity Sect? Even those peerless supremes had to bow their heads before the Longevity Sect. Now the Longevity Sect has fallen so far, and you worthless fools only know how to bully your own, oppress your fellow disciples, and suppress dissent. If the Longevity Sect wants to rise again, it must root out tumors like you. Today, I will represent the Longevity Sect and clean house—I'll kill all you scum!"

The people from the Disciplinary Hall had provoked Ethan Clark again and again, acting so arrogant and domineering, unable to distinguish right from wrong. In Ethan Clark's heart, a wave of sorrow and anger surged—sorrow for their misfortune, anger at their lack of resolve.

Boom!

A vast, sky-encompassing aura radiated from Ethan Clark. His black hair flew, his eyes shone brilliantly, and his whole being resembled a young supreme, exuding a blazing light like the sun and moon, making it hard for anyone to look directly at him.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Ethan Clark advanced step by step, each step carrying a strange rhythm, as if making heaven and earth tremble along with him. That overwhelming momentum pressed toward Chad Wright, making his face suddenly turn pale.

This aura, this majesty—even from Sect Master William Harris, he had never felt such pressure!

How could Ethan Clark possibly have such an aura?

It must be the power of that supreme treasure!

A murderous gleam flashed in Chad Wright's eyes, mixed with greed. He shouted, "A mere menial disciple like you dares to talk about cleaning house? Go to hell!"

Without hiding his killing intent, Chad Wright struck instantly.

Boom!

He threw a punch, his innate true qi surging, compressing the very air. In the void, a golden fist mark several meters wide formed and came crashing down on Ethan Clark.

Little Vajra Fist, a top-grade Profound-level martial art!

At the Spirit Transformation Realm, true qi gains spirituality and can transform into all things. Chad Wright's Little Vajra Fist was pure yang and unyielding, its force overwhelming, covering a ten-meter radius around Ethan Clark the moment it was unleashed.

Clearly, Chad Wright knew that Ethan Clark's Longevity Steps were strange and gave him no chance to dodge, launching a storm-like attack to kill Ethan Clark in one blow!

Chapter 0007: Heaven, strike him down!

"Little Vajra Fist? But the real Little Vajra Fist isn't used like that!"

A glint flashed in Ethan Clark's eyes. Facing Chad Wright's punch, he stomped hard and threw a punch of his own.

Boom!

His fist was fierce and overwhelming, and he actually used the Little Vajra Fist just like Chad Wright.

Moreover, a faint glow enveloped Ethan Clark's fist.

"How does Ethan Clark know the Little Vajra Fist? Only true disciples are allowed to learn that martial art!"

Someone cried out in surprise, recognizing the technique Ethan Clark had used.

"Hmph! So what if he knows the Little Vajra Fist? With his ant-like cultivation, forcing himself to use it will only get him killed by Senior Brother Wright!"

Brian Clark looked at Ethan Clark with venom in his eyes, his face full of jealousy.

He had broken through to the True Qi Realm and become an inner disciple, yet still wasn't qualified to learn the Little Vajra Fist. But Ethan Clark could use it—how could he not be angry and jealous?

"That's right, Ethan Clark is doomed! A Spirit Transformation Realm expert's body is as tough as diamond and incomparably strong. Ethan Clark didn't even try to dodge and chose to meet the attack head-on—if he doesn't die, he'll be seriously injured!"

Someone shook their head, looking at Ethan Clark with sympathy.

Bang!

The two fists collided, true qi surging. But the scene everyone imagined—Ethan Clark being blasted away—did not happen.

Instead, Ethan Clark's punch landed directly on the golden fist mark, and with a loud crash, the golden mark shattered instantly.

That powerful punch hadn't harmed Ethan Clark at all.

"The weak point... How is this possible?"

Chad Wright's eyes widened in disbelief. Others might not know, but he was well aware.

He hadn't fully mastered the Little Vajra Fist, and there were still flaws. Ethan Clark's punch had struck the weak point of the fist mark, easily dissolving the terrifying attack.

"I told you, you haven't mastered the Little Vajra Fist yet!" Ethan Clark glanced at Chad Wright indifferently.

"I don't believe it! That was just a fluke—go to hell!"

A nameless dread rose in Chad Wright's heart, but his urge to kill Ethan Clark only grew stronger.

Boom!

He charged forward, innate true qi surging, his fists like the wind, enveloping Ethan Clark completely.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Ethan Clark moved with the Longevity Steps, dodging most of Chad Wright's punches, but a couple were unavoidable and he had to take them head-on.

Bang! Bang!

Ethan Clark was sent flying over ten meters before he could neutralize Chad Wright's force, but his arm was already numb.

"This body is still too weak!"

Ethan Clark sighed. Chad Wright had chosen this brute force approach, relying purely on physical strength. And as a Spirit Transformation Realm expert, his innate true qi could transform into anything, rendering Ethan Clark's Longevity Steps ineffective.