NOVPUBHe could only look up, and even the right to look up was something he didn’t possess.
He was like a dead dog, and although he didn’t want to admit it, he was indeed as weak as dust at that time.
When the blood-colored longsword sliced through the silent space-time, and that youth holding the Universe Tier divine weapon, his foot atop an ancient divine beast, came to kill him.
He frantically and clumsily pushed his cultivation into the Chaos Pearl, trying to break open space and flee.
At that moment, space collapsed, time stood still, and boundless spiritual energy permeated the entire firmament.
Then, he was reborn.
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Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, Chu Yang fell silent for a moment before slowly lifting his head, his gaze clear and firm as he said, "Although I don’t know what you mean, I, Chu Yang, have never feared others on my journey.
No matter the True Martial Holy Sect, or even if you are the son of the Sect Master of the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect, I have never been afraid.
Even if I am weak, without resources or background, I am willing to try.
A thousand-mile journey begins with a single step.
All that I have is the result of my opportunities and efforts, and my conscience is clear."
"Actually, none of it is that important anymore," Xu Zimei said with a smile, shaking his head. His smile held a hint of wickedness as if suppressing something, his voice sounding very deep.
"To say goodbye to my past completely, and to show you respect,
I will use my strongest power to defeat you, to let you understand the despair I once felt.
That thought of rebellion that’s hard to even imagine, looking up at a high mountain, you never know how many more mountains are waiting for you beyond it."
"Let’s try it then," Chu Yang’s gaze was more determined than ever as he slowly raised his sword to meet the challenge and roared up to the sky, "In this life, although I was born insignificant as dust, I shall live gloriously like the burning sun.
I want my radiance to dazzle for all eternity,
I want my family name to resound across the five continents,
I want my name to be known throughout the entire Yuan Central Continent."
"Dazzle for all eternity? Resound across the five continents?" Xu Zimei laughed heartily, his laughter carrying a trace of malice as if he was holding back something, making his voice sound very low.
He slightly raised his head, his eyes full of madness that could hardly be described with words.
"But I, I, I just want to trample you under my feet.
Think about it, think carefully, it must feel wonderful, doesn’t it?
I feel my heart is about to leap out of my chest.
So excited, my heart is racing, my blade is tingling with eagerness, I am truly so excited.
Excited enough to want to dismember you a thousand times, to cut you open and gut you, to shatter your body into ten thousand pieces."
Xu Zimei looked up into the sky, slowly closing his eyes. At this moment, endless demonic qi began to slowly emanate from within him.
"The sky has turned blood-red," someone in the crowd below muttered to themselves as they looked up.
The rumbling of thunder resounded through the heavens, as the sky, once calm, was suddenly covered with dense, dark clouds.
The oppressive dark clouds gathered, thunder roared, and lightning wreaked havoc.
Boundless demonic qi stirred above in the firmament, as Xu Zimei slowly opened his eyes.
His hair turned blood-red, slightly unkempt at the top of his head, and his face now bore streaks of purple mixed with black.
His eyes were pitch-black, with vast demonic qi swirling in their depths.
All the veins in his body seemed like they were about to burst, clearly disseminating across his body.
Xu Zimei walked on air, surrounded by endless demonic qi, with black lightning in the sky transforming into a roaring dragon.
He swung his Tyrant Shadow longsword down, and a dragon’s roar, utterly shocking, echoed around them.
The Shadow Dragon pattern on the Tyrant Shadow seemed to come alive, its entirety transforming into the semblance of a Shadow Dragon.
The Tyrant Shadow itself had been forged from high-tier materials and even integrated with the soul of a Shadow Dragon.
However, when it had been a mere mortal-tier weapon, the dragon soul lay dormant within it.
Now, Xu Zimei had advanced it to the Heavenly Tier and also fused it with six attributes: the Essence of Sun and Moon, Heavenly Thunder, Earth Fire, Torrent, and Hurricane.
At this moment, as the dragon soul of the Tyrant Shadow was activated, the Shadow Dragon roared mightily, its massive form spiraling in midair amidst flashing lightning and rolling thunder, as torrents swept over, earth fires blazed fiercely, and hurricanes rampaged through the firmament.
Xu Zimei stood atop the Shadow Dragon, the apocalyptic sky seemingly his backdrop, gazing down upon the world like a Demon King reincarnate, his unemotional eyes coldly observing the mundane world.
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At this moment, Chu Yang felt his Azure Cloud Battle Body trembling, a quiver originating from the depths of his soul.
Even he couldn’t control it as he looked up at the figure in the sky, his heart filled with fear, or more precisely, his Battle Body was afraid.
"The Prison-Suppressing Divine Body, the number one Battle Body," Xu Zimei said, stepping through the air.
As the words of Xu Zimei fell, not to mention the ordinary disciples below, even some Sect Masters of the great sects stood up in an instant.
"How is this possible," Wu Shaoqing shook his head in disbelief, murmuring to himself in horror, looking up at the figure enveloped in Demonic Qi in the sky: "How could the number one Battle Body possibly appear in this era."
This news virtually shook the hearts of everyone, as the Hundred Great Battle Bodies were a legend of the Yuan Central Continent from the very beginning.
Their origins were even older than destiny itself.
As more and more Battle Bodies were born over time, people had grown less surprised than before.
There were even stories in history of talented disciples possessing one of the Hundred Great Battle Bodies but failing to claim their destiny.
But among the Hundred Great Battle Bodies, there were some exceptions, namely the top three Battle Bodies.
These top three Battle Bodies had never appeared before, not even the hint of a rumor.
Wise ones had once prophesied that the appearance of the top three Battle Bodies would signal the dawn of a brilliant era like no other, though they had remained elusive until now.
The True Martial Great Emperor was great, for he ushered in the Era of Emperors, first among the human race, yet even during his time, the top three Battle Bodies did not emerge.
Empress Hongtian was great, for she was invincible in her era, even influencing several generations of Great Emperors to come, yet still, there was no news of the top three Battle Bodies during her time.
Now, however, the Supreme first Battle Body was said to have appeared.
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"Now, I stand before you like a towering mountain," Xu Zimei said with a laugh as he stepped through the air: "Come on, young man, defeat me, overcome this mountain, and you can realize your own shining eternal aspiration."
Chu Yang’s gaze was fixed, his Azure Cloud Battle Body emitting a bright green light that shot into the sky, the True Fate Yin-Yang Chart floating above his head, wielding the Wandering Dragon Sword, enveloped by the Yin and Yang Qi as he charged directly towards Xu Zimei.
"Smack!"
A palm descended from the heavens, covered with pale black Demonic Qi, and Chu Yang was sent flying with a single slap.
His body crashed heavily against the nearby chains.
Xu Zimei landed on the platform, chuckling: "The game is just beginning; don’t disappoint me now."
"I won’t give up," Chu Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and charged forward once more.
"Smack!"
It was another palm strike, sending Chu Yang flying once again.
Xu Zimei clenched his fist, and the space around it instantaneously shattered.
The energy from within his True Fate World continuously merged into him, activating the strongest state of the Prison-Suppressing Divine Body.
