The Ascension to Divinity tier Transcendent guarding the Imperial City arrived quickly, almost instantaneously, enveloping the entire battlefield with terrifying divine thought in an instant.

Lu Wenwu, as a key protection target, has always been guarded by an Ascension God Powerhouse on the Blue Star.

In a sense, he can be considered an invisible Guardian.

It’s just that he’s unaware of it.

After all, as long as Lu Wenwu grows normally, it’s almost certain he’ll ascend, stepping into the realm akin to a Land Immortal.

Every addition of such a powerhouse is more beneficial to the current environment, so there’s no reason for the Divine Continent not to send Guardians.

However, Guardians are not all-powerful either.

At the same level, the opponent swiftly activates a Mythical Level artifact at the cost of life, leaving no one able to react in time.

Combat power can be supplemented and strengthened in other ways to surpass the current realm’s limits.

But in certain aspects, if the realm isn’t reached, it can’t be accomplished.

Even the most talented baby can’t be born at six feet tall, can they?

However, what’s surprising is that this instantly arriving Ascension God Powerhouse doesn’t seem to be purely Shen Zhou, nor does he have the iconic black hair and black eyes.

He was a youth with short, elegant golden hair and a proud expression.

He wore a sophisticated dark blue suit, a vintage hat, and held a long black cane.

A standard retro English gentleman outfit—if you ignored the pair of Peak sports shoes on his feet.

The blond youth looked about ten years old, not very tall.

His face was as delicate as a girl’s, with a hint of baby fat, and his golden eyes were as gorgeous as gemstones.

"Death Arena?"

Gazing at the area with an unclear internal scene, the blond youth’s eyebrows slightly raised, speaking with an authentic old Imperial City accent.

"These damn lowlife rats really went all out, bringing out something like this to end the life of this little brat? Tsk, self-proclaimed saviors, don’t really value lives at all..."

Muttering to himself, he flickered to the front of the space sealed by the Death Arena.

Raising his seemingly frail, white fist, he suddenly punched towards the blurry "wall" in front.

"Boom!"

A loud noise exploded on the spot, as if the whole space shook.

The control over this punch was terrifying, with power perfectly concentrated within the fist.

Except for a shallow scar quickly healing on the sealed space, the fragile asphalt road surprisingly received no damage.

"Hiss... hey, damn it, it really hurts!"

Seemingly pained by the backlash, the blond youth hurriedly retrieved his fist, blowing on it with his mouth.

Meanwhile, he mumbled some vulgar words and phrases incoherently under his breath.

"As expected, just like the old man said, this thing is damn hard. These filthy rats really are scum; do they not need resources for cultivating Ascension to Divinity, wasting like this? Annoying, sooner or later, I’ll kill all these little bastards who are always seeking death..."

The blond youth came quickly, and the other Transcendents weren’t slow in arriving either.

This is the heart of the Divine Continent, suppressing the most terrifying Mist Dungeon Area, a place where experts are as common as clouds and stars, not just an exaggerated metaphor.

In less than half a minute, two more Ascension God Powerhouses and over a dozen S-Class Powerhouses arrived.

They had no intention of approaching, just stood quietly not far away, looking at the not-so-tall blond youth, their eyes filled with awe.

What was even more shocking was that a middle-aged Confucian Scholar Ascension God Powerhouse cautiously stepped forward, slightly bowed, and respectfully cupped his hands towards the blond youth.

"Master Lan, I didn’t expect even you to be alarmed. What exactly happened here? We sensed S-Class power fluctuations..."

The blond youth, called Master Lan, ignored him, continuing to mutter to himself, with a gleam faintly flashing in his golden eyes, continually surveying the sealed space.

Master Lan?

Some players who weren’t well-versed in Ascension God Powerhouses exchanged looks, seeing "confusion" in each other’s eyes.

Though there’s an unwritten rule between the Cultivation Realm and Transcendents not to judge by appearances, the style of this person is a bit off.

A foreigner with blond hair and golden eyes, speaking old Imperial dialect, and belonging to the Divine Continent’s Ascension to Divinity monster?

Moreover, even a senior like the "Confucian Scholar," one of the Imperial City’s Guardians, showed him such respect, addressing him as "Master," and performing the junior’s salute.

And even more absurdly, the other party showed no response at all???

This looks downright bizarre!

What exactly is this person’s background?

The other Ascension God Powerhouse who hadn’t approached turned his head seriously and transmitted:

"Don’t overthink it, this senior has been one of the Guardians of our Divine Continent since the early days of the Mist Dungeon. For the sake of guarding the peace of the Divine Continent, this senior who had already overcome Thunder Tribulation at the time even gave up the chance to ascend, forcibly staying until today."

"Master Lan is a true unparalleled genius, almost reaching Ascension during the End of Dharma Era. That sudden change at the time, had it not been for seniors like Master Lan standing out in time, our Divine Continent would have faced a great calamity."

"Show respect to Master Lan, for he has delayed his own cultivation for our Divine Continent, incurring great merit!"

Stepping into Ascension during the End of Dharma Era!?