Clark woke up feeling pain beyond description. He lifted the blanket covering him and saw the insane amount of injuries covering his body. It had been a crazy battle, but the amusing part was that he was sleeping in the very dwelling he and Long Tianba had fought over. However, he couldn’t kill Long Tianba. True, he defeated him, but Long Tianba was a dangerous force. Perhaps one day he would surpass Clark, and that thought weighed heavily on his mind. • "Zou Long, may I come in?" Clark told her to enter. Qing Xue was shocked by the number of injuries on Clark’s body. • "Why did you fight so madly like that?" • "What’s it to you? I fight as I please! In the end, it’s hard for princesses to understand a man." • "I walk a difficult path filled with despair." • "I will sacrifice my arm no matter what, and I will not lose." • "It doesn’t matter if my face gets disfigured and no whore wants me anymore." • "That is the true Demonic Path that urges you to fight no matter the cost." Qing Xue looked at Clark with admiration. She never expected to find someone with such willpower. But in Qing Xue’s view, this was just empty talk. This arrogance would lead to Clark’s destruction. But Clark, convinced in his heart, didn’t care or pay attention to the opinions of fools. They want you to be weak like them because they envy anyone who sees trash like them. He broke away from their caravan and made a name for himself. Qing Xue left, and Clark remained alone with his thoughts. He was thinking: Would the Phantom Dark King technique have been stronger if Clark had used it at the beginning of the fight? Many questions swirled in his mind. But he decided to sleep. A week passed, and Clark recovered significantly to the point where he could return to training. All the sect disciples were angry and disgusted. How could a lowlife like him train in the elite student arena? They saw themselves as great talents. But every person in the elite was supported by an elder from the sect or one of the ancestors. So those were just sterile slanders, unlike Long Tianba who was supported by the Golden Dragon. He was a great talent. He chose to defeat one of the sect’s elders to become part of the elite. He was complete. Maybe Long Tianba was despicable, but he was completely honest. But to take a step against me - the consequence was his injuries being worse than mine too. Clark felt a strange reflux in his cultivation foundation. This meant Clark was on the verge of breaking through to the Enlightenment Stage. Clark could sense an area with a 2-kilometer diameter because his spirit had reached the Enlightenment Stage. The spirit can develop side by side with its owner, or without him, he reached spiritual enlightenment. Clark went to Qing Xue: • "I want an alchemical elixir to speed up my recovery because I’m about to break through to the Enlightenment Stage." • "On the verge of breakthrough or have you gone mad? Did you want to break through in your dwelling? Did you intend to do that?!" • "Long Tianba did and many disciples died. I have a good place for tempering, follow me." The two passed by the market outside the sect. • "Why is there a demonic sect next to the cities and no one moves to stop them?" • "The reason is that there’s an agreement throughout the empire that sects are obligated to protect the cities near them, and a non-aggression pact between all sects." They arrived at one of the elixir shops. • "I want the Golden Fitness elixir, and I want the Fairy Dust elixir." • "What is all this?" • "The Golden Fitness elixir enhances your body for twenty-four hours, and the Fairy Dust elixir heals you completely as if your injuries never were, but the scars will remain." They arrived at a strange cave behind the sect. Clark smelled a strange odor - a zombie smell. Clark felt uneasy. Qing Xue quickly left as if in a hurry. Clark was suspicious of her but didn’t care. He sat on the extended rocks as if they were a chair and began unwrapping the bandages. He felt pain but didn’t scream. Soon he covered his body with the Fairy Dust. He felt warmth. After that, he drank the Golden Fitness elixir. He felt his body completely recover and his strength increasing. The pain in Clark’s cultivation foundation intensified, and he soon began arranging his Qi. The tempering method involves destroying the foundation of the King Stage, then gathering the scattered pieces to form a tempered foundation in the Enlightenment Stage. Clark began pressing on the foundation formed around his heart. It began to fragment. Then the foundation exploded. Clark felt insane pain in his spirit, but... He began gathering the shattered pieces. Clark’s eyes glowed red. Now he was on the verge of breakthrough. Two days passed with Clark in this state, gathering the foundation remnants. Then... After that, only one piece remained. Clark gathered it, then... Pop! A mad aura erupted from Clark. He became aware of everything around him - everything! Due to the great evolution he had achieved. This was the advantage of the Enlightenment Stage: This was the strongest feature of the Enlightenment Stage: sensing everything around you. Now Clark no longer had blind spots. But the previous smell became stronger to him. Clark sensed them. They were former prisoners, but they had turned into zombies. Soon they stepped out of the darkness and became fully visible before Clark, who looked on coldly without any tension. Soon all the zombies charged. There was a complete horde with wings, another ordinary weak zombie, but the terrifying strange zombie that possessed ten fists on each side - five fists - and a giant reaching three meters in height. But Clark still didn’t care and remained standing in place. Soon the zombie hordes charged. They surrounded Clark completely from all directions. There was only a very small distance between them and Clark. But soon the World appeared and punched them all. Repelled them from all sides. Clark felt great improvement on all fronts. But the winged horde advanced. Soon Clark began leaping in all directions. His speed became insanely superhuman and terrifying. They flew madly trying to attack Clark, but he dodged and directed other quick strikes. Until he killed the horde. Only the strongest one remained. The ten-fisted one was terrifying: his long fangs, green color, and long hair. Clark was sure they were equal in strength. But the zombie was smart. He knew everything Clark would do, as if he had studied him while Clark fought the zombie hordes in preparation to fight him. Their arms collided. Clark began grabbing his left fist, pulling the zombie closer to direct intense punches at him along with the World. Chapters fırst released on NovelHub(.)net But he met with a harsh response from the zombie, who threw Clark away with several punches, proving he wouldn’t win as easily as Clark thought. But Clark stood again ready for another attack. He charged once more, directing several punches: "Dark King Art- Ambushing Fist!" Clark directed several punches at the zombie, who was thrown far onto the cave rocks. Clark charged again, directing several strikes with the World to inflict the highest possible damage on his opponent. The zombie was tremendously affected. But Clark heard a voice that terrified him for the first time: • "Not enough! To kill me you need more than that!!!" Soon the zombie’s fists became coated with green Qi - poisonous Qi!!! Clark quickly retreated, avoiding any inhalation or injury. • "You can speak? But why did you remain silent?" • "I am called the Immortal Zombie Hai Lan! And I had a special pact with myself: I won’t use poison or anything unless a threatening opponent comes to me." • "And it seems you’ve achieved that! Prepare, for this is my full power!" Clark felt strange, but... he decided to burn him with demonic fire. Clark began coating his fists with demonic fire and charged attacking. "The black fire will repel his poison!" Clark thought to himself: • "But I’ll keep the World in spiritual state so the poison doesn’t transfer to me." He began directing strikes. Each of them restrained the other. Soon Clark found a gap in the zombie’s attacks and directed several strikes using the ambushing style. The immortal zombie was thrown far away. Soon Clark shouted with a powerful voice: • "World!!! Stop time!" Time stopped, and Clark charged attacking the frozen immortal zombie. He directed several strikes at him, then released his spiritual fire at him, and launched several knives burning with black fire that destroys the spirit. • "Maybe he doesn’t possess a soul, but he possesses consciousness, and that consciousness I will destroy!" • "Seven, eight, nine, ten!!! Time resumes!" The immortal zombie screamed. Multiple attacks overwhelmed him until he died!!!