The firelight soared to the sky, as if it would burn everything in the world.

The Shadow of the Wolf roared in the sky, howling and tearing through the firmament.

For Yun You, she never imagined that someone could drive "flame" to such an apocalyptic extent.

In the past, the most powerful flame controller she had seen was Shen Ye.

That guy could spread flames across the entire city with just his own strength, burning everything within tens of miles.

At that time, Yun You felt that he was as strong as a god, and mortals had no way to match him.

But looking now, compared to Zhao Xuan's flames, Shen Ye's fire seemed like a spark, maybe just the most inconspicuous little wave in the apocalyptic sea of flames.

What's more exaggerated is that Zhao Xuan's fire wasn't even his specialty technique ability, just the residual high temperature from the energy overflow in the wolves after their manifestation.

"I've heard that your Saint Sequence is extremely special compared to others."

Zhao Xuan slowly spoke in the air, "Because the Saint Sequence cannot elevate its tier no matter what, you paid a special... price, enabling yourself to forcibly disregard the sequence's restraints to break through tiers, but the consequence is..."

"You don't possess any special abilities of the Saint Sequence and can only utilize the sequence's most basic power—manipulating matter. That's the reason why, thirty years ago, I slightly bested you."

Old Jin gently nodded, not denying it.

Sequence abilities, from Tier One to Tier Six, at least provide five different abilities at full count.

For an Apprentice Death God, the more abilities they have, the more adept they become in battle, and none of these abilities grow stronger through training and cultivation, only through tier elevation. Therefore, there's no issue of "inadequate skills," only the difference in proficiency.

Later on, the power of a Tier Six strong person's first skill could rival the final skills of other tiers, so naturally, the more abilities, the better.

But Old Jin lacked these abilities, meaning he was at an innate disadvantage compared to other high-tier Apprentice Death Gods.

[I see...]

Master Zero seemed to understand and mumbled...

[No wonder your teacher, even possessing such a powerful special sequence as the Saint, would still lose to that ordinary Mad Dog Sequence named Zhao... the lack of abilities had too great a negative impact on him.]

Yun You nodded in agreement.

She was able to achieve the feat of "one against six" in the Supreme Heaven Purification Field, able to fight across tiers several times because she had many abilities, and each ability had incredibly strong effects.

A Saint without abilities might not even be considered a true "Saint," just a slightly special blank sequence.

Thinking of this, Yun You couldn't help but worry for Old Jin, afraid he might get injured in Zhao Xuan's apocalyptic flames.

But...

For some reason, Old Jin himself didn't seem that tense.

Except for when the wolves first appeared, he was slightly serious, but otherwise, this old man remained calm.

"Alright, then I will personally send you on your way."

Zhao Xuan spoke no more unnecessary words, just gently pressed his palm down.

Soon, the wolves in the sky began to move, whistling as they emerged from all directions, surging towards Old Jin with a momentum like the sky itself was falling...

With this strike, Zhao Xuan completely forsook defense and used nearly fifty percent of his power, aiming to completely erase Old Jin from this world, including his name and soul.

In an instant, the shadow wolves had reached before Old Jin. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

But at this moment, Zhao Xuan suddenly found in the sky that on Old Jin's face, there was an unnoticeable... smile, as if his plan had succeeded.

And indeed, things were as he thought.

Old Jin moved his lips, murmured with lip language...

"I have been waiting for this moment!"

The next moment, Old Jin moved.

He raised his hands, clenched his fists, and posed an inverted cross on his chest, then...

The Death God Sequence on his forehead changed.

The thorns on the Thorn Crown, originally grimly curled and like snake fangs, were softening and collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if melted by an invisible heat.

The base contour of the crown gradually became straight and square, while the main metal strands, steadily growing and standing upright, continued to merge and extend upwards. At their intersection, patterns surged like lively mercury, creating a new stable node.

Ultimately, a new pattern formed—a vertical pillar, a horizontal beam... clearly a cross's embryo! Perhaps a bit rough and not fully formed, but the cross's outline was unmistakably poised on Old Jin's brow, replacing the crown of thorns!

The sequence itself had changed.

This meant... Old Jin possessed not just a simple Saint Sequence, but also a mutated "Reversed Sequence!"

But... how is this possible?

The Saint itself is a rare sequence; how could it continue to reverse?

At this moment, Zhao Xuan felt completely bewildered.

This had surpassed his recognition as a "Quasi-God."

What does the Reversed Sequence mean? It means that any curse once placed on the Saint Sequence would be entirely cleared away and means even stronger and stranger abilities.