Phoebe Norton's refined steel sword collided head-on with Quentin Harper's sharp blade, erupting in a deafening crash.

"His meridians are severed, yet he can still display such swordsmanship?"

Phoebe Norton's heart was filled with awe.

Just now, the sword technique suddenly unleashed by "Quentin Harper" was already no weaker than a full-powered strike from a second-level Refining True expert.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, this Quentin Harper could definitely be called a first-class genius.

But...

What he didn't know was that at this moment, Quentin Harper was no longer the same Quentin Harper as before.

Now occupying Quentin Harper's body was a peerless swordsman from Earth, who embodied the mythic legends and immortal sword arts—Ethan Young.

Earth had already entered the age of the end of magic, with refining essence into qi being the ultimate peak.

In pursuit of truth and the Dao, Ethan Young risked his life countless times, igniting all his potential to forcibly break through to the realm of refining qi into spirit. Then, using the alignment of the nine stars, he merged his primordial spirit into the fluctuations of starlight, and in an instant, with the explosion of star power, traversed the sea of stars, crossing endless space to descend into this world.

He never expected that, after finally finding a body compatible with his soul before his primordial spirit was exhausted, this body had already had its meridians shattered and was gravely injured, now even on the verge of death.

His primordial spirit had been worn down crossing the star sea; if he were to fall again, it would mean true death—his soul scattered and gone forever.

Therefore...

He could not die!

After finally crossing the star sea to arrive in a world with vital energy and cultivators, the door to seeking truth and the Dao was already half open to him. No matter what, he could not die here.

"Quentin Harper!? From this moment, I, Ethan Young, am Quentin Harper."

After a single sword clash, Quentin Harper already understood how terrifying Phoebe Norton was. Ignoring the pain of his severed meridians, he quickly retreated.

"Quentin Harper! Even after all this, you still won't die?"

Brian Norton looked at the still-resisting Quentin Harper. Comparing himself to this young man, he could feel he was inferior, and instantly became violent, his eyes full of ferocity: "Stop him! Phoebe Norton, stop him for me! I want to make him kneel and beg for mercy before me, then personally tear him to pieces!"

"Phoenix Dance of the Nine Heavens!"

Receiving the order, Phoebe Norton's eyes flashed with killing intent. His long sword slashed out, and in an instant, countless sword shadows filled the sky, completely enveloping Quentin Harper's body.

"Meteor Beyond the Heavens!"

With a long howl, Quentin Harper's sword soared, thrusting out a myriad of sword shadows. Each strike was like starlight bursting forth, dazzling and mesmerizing, yet within them lurked boundless killing intent.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amidst startled cries, twelve sounds rang out in the void. In half a breath, Quentin Harper unleashed twelve strikes, completely shattering Phoebe Norton's Phoenix Dance of the Nine Heavens.

"Brian Norton, you are the first person I will remember!"

Unleashing his ultimate potential and breaking the Phoenix Dance of the Nine Heavens, Quentin Harper let out a fierce shout, blood filling his mouth. His figure, amidst the blood, retreated rapidly toward the Yangtze River behind him.

His heart was icy cold.

Brian Norton!

On the very first day in this world, he was forced to such a desperate situation by this man.

"Susan Clark! Stop him!"

Brian Norton roared in anger.

As the son of the Black Flood Dragon King, in Qingyuan Town he was constantly restrained. Now, he couldn't even kill a mere student of Qingyuan Academy. If word got out, where would he put his dignity as a young prince!?

How could he face going to the ancient capital of the royal city?

"Quentin Harper!"

Susan Clark shouted sharply, raising her sword to block his path.

However, at this moment, Quentin Harper, fighting for his life, had all his potential ignited. Even with severed meridians, how could a mere elite student of Qingyuan Academy stop him?

"Die!"

A flash of sword light, like a cold moon and frosty star, tore through the void.

"Thud!"

The sword edge swept past Susan Clark's fair jade neck, the sword light whirling, sending her head flying into the air.

Blood splattered across the sky.

"Plop!"

The next moment, Quentin Harper's figure plunged into the river...

In the blink of an eye, carried by the surging current, he vanished without a trace.

"Damn it! Quentin Harper! You can't escape!"

...

Faintly, Quentin Harper could still hear Brian Norton's furious roar.

"Gulp, gulp!"

The waves surged, dark eddies churned, and in an instant, Quentin Harper was swept to the riverbed.

At the bottom of the river, heaven and earth were indistinguishable. Even as he struggled upstream, trying to surface, it was extremely difficult...

If it had been the former Quentin Harper, with such injuries, falling into the river would have meant certain death.

But now...

Under the control of his mind, Quentin Harper's inner strength surged, spirit and qi united, essence and spirit resonated, his heart beat powerfully, driving his blood to circulate throughout his body. In an instant, his slightly chilled body became blazing hot!

"Ha!"

With a thunderous roar from Quentin Harper, even at the river bottom, he forcefully blasted the surrounding water apart for a moment.

The turbid water and clotted blood inside his body were expelled with his shout, shooting out like water arrows, piercing a half-meter-long knife fish three meters away.

Having expelled the filth and blood, Quentin Harper clamped his mouth shut, channeled his strength through his seven orifices, blocking the river water from flooding in. At the same time, he sensed the flow of the dark eddies, slowly floated upward, and after a long while, finally surfaced again.