NOVPUBThe moment the Heavenly Gate opened, a sense of void enveloped Xiang Kunlun.
The black mist of Bury the Heavens swept past, only to be entirely absorbed by the Heavenly Gate behind Xiang Kunlun.
"It is rumored that the Ancestor of the Heavenly Emperor Gate could directly connect to the Upper Realm, opening the Heavenly Gate and absorbing all forms of attacks.
This Xiang Kunlun is no ordinary figure," Elder Qin Shang said from below.
"Of course, do you think the Saint Heir of our Heavenly Emperor Gate is that simple?" an elder from the Heavenly Emperor Gate commented lightly beside him.
"But the fellow opposite is no simple character either, being able to contend with Xiang Kunlun on equal footing."
"Where are they on equal footing? Young Master Xu clearly suppressed him," Qin Shuang retorted with a pout.
"Shuang’er, do not be disrespectful," Qin Feng scolded with a frown.
"The first move was just a probe; Xiang Kunlun’s Destiny hasn’t manifested yet!"
Above the firmament, Xiang Kunlun took a deep breath, his Heavenly Gate emanating an immense radiance.
"I wasn’t wrong about you, you indeed qualify to be my opponent," Xiang Kunlun said earnestly.
"Enough with the nonsense," Xu Zimei shook his head.
His aura was gradually rising.
Sky-breaking Change,
Mysterious Spirit Second Transformation,
...
Cang Dragon Seventh Transformation.
As the ancient and colossal shadow of the Cang Dragon emerged behind him, Xu Zimei’s presence reached an unbelievable level.
The surrounding void kept collapsing, with currents of spatial reverse flow blowing past.
In his hand, the Tyrant Shadow Blade Prison was like the sea, with waves of Blade Intent rising higher with each wave.
With this slash, accompanied by the cascading Blade Intent, the entire firmament seemed to collapse.
The crowd below looked up, their vision completely obscured, with only the boundless Blade Intent crisscrossing the sky.
The next moment, there was a "boom" of an explosion.
The sky seemed to shatter, as if it were about to collapse, with a roar ringing in their ears.
Within the vast and boundless Blade Intent, Xiang Kunlun’s figure was directly engulfed by the Blade Qi.
And the Heavenly Gate behind him, after only withstanding for a moment, was directly shattered.
"One slash to sever the Four Symbols, one slash to break the Heavenly Gate," someone muttered to themselves.
All were shaken by it.
Even Qin Feng was shocked for a moment, recalling his previous actions.
"What kind of monster is this guy."
Above the firmament, the Blade Intent shattered the entire sky.
As the Blade Intent slowly dissipated, the place where Xiang Kunlun once stood was now completely devoured by the void.
"Great Emperor Body," suddenly, a majestic voice came from the depths of the void.
Then, the world suddenly fell silent.
A towering figure suddenly appeared in the sky, this figure with hands behind his back, exuded an overwhelming presence.
The figure was enveloped by nothingness.
The crowd couldn’t see his appearance, but a thick imperial might spread from his body, suppressing everything.
"The, the Great Emperor?" someone stammered.
"How can there be a Great Emperor when the Destiny hasn’t formed?" someone shook their head.
"No, it’s not the Great Emperor, but it bears a striking resemblance to one."
"What do you mean?" some puzzled spectators asked.
"I don’t know what it is, but it’s certainly not the Great Emperor."
In the courtyard of the City Lord Mansion, the elder of the Heavenly Emperor Gate stroked his long white beard with satisfaction.
"Elder Bei, this is?" Qin Feng asked curiously, looking at the Great Emperor Body in the sky with confusion.
"This is our Saint Heir’s True Fate," Elder Bei said.
"Kunlun has already glimpsed the secrets of the future. Rather than calling it the Great Emperor Body, it’s better to say it’s the Future Body."
"The future self, are you saying that he will be a Great Emperor in the future?" Qin Feng was taken aback and inquired.
"So he can draw on the power of the future? Peering into the mysteries of what’s to come."
Qin Feng felt he still didn’t quite understand; if Xiang Kunlun truly was to become a Great Emperor in the future, that would be terrifying.
But the future is unpredictable, who can know for sure?
"You won’t understand the Great Dao of Kunlun anyway. Just watch," Elder Bei stated.
People looked toward the firmament, and in front of the Great Emperor Body, the figure of Xiang Kunlun gradually emerged.
At that moment, he was seen stepping into the void and merging with the Great Emperor Body.
It was as if he traversed countless timespaces, fusing with his future self.
For a time, the original mist on the surface of the Great Emperor Body gradually dissipated, becoming clear to view.
Xu Zimei looked up and saw that the Great Emperor Body was indeed the spitting image of Xiang Kunlun.
The aura surrounding him was extraordinarily powerful, and his eyes seemed to be swirling with thousands of stars.
Waves of vast imperial might manifested around him.
"Use your True Fate," Xiang Kunlun said indifferently, standing with his hands behind his back.
"You are not worthy of my using True Fate," Xu Zimei shook his head and replied.
"Don’t always be so confident. To others, you may be strong, 𝘯𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
but to me, that’s all there is to it."
Xiang Kunlun let out a cold snort, his hand reaching out to strike Xu Zimei.
The dense imperial might spread between his palms, directly covering half of the firmament.
"Suppression," a light bark came from his mouth.
Xu Zimei smiled, and the Power Vortex inside him was spinning wildly.
Accompanied by strands of strength arising all around him.
The Giant of Strength materialized behind him once again.
The gathering of the Shaking Heaven Power vortex could go on indefinitely, beyond accumulating in the body, it could also condense within the Divine Soul.
At this moment, as the giant appeared, a massive pressure came rushing forth.
The giant too extended a hand, colliding with the Great Emperor Body.
An explosion boomed, and a wave of energy surged through midair.
Everything the wave touched was annihilated within it.
The entire firmament collapsed once more, and the figure of Xiang Kunlun staggered back more than a dozen steps before finally coming to a halt.
He looked at Xu Zimei with grave concern and asked word by word, "Is this your True Fate?"
"Don’t misunderstand, this is just the beginning," Xu Zimei shook his head.
"Continue, let me see if your strength matches your confidence."
The giant behind him roared to the sky, taking steps toward Xiang Kunlun.
The entire sky echoed with ’thud thud thud’ sounds, as if thunder was rolling in the heavens.
The next moment, the giant lifted his foot and stomped directly toward Xiang Kunlun.
Xiang Kunlun, with a grave expression, brought his hands together and quickly blocked in front of his head.
With a "boom," Xiang Kunlun was sent flying backward.
He fell through the clouds like a cannonball, his body uncontrollably plunging downward.
Ultimately, he crashed into the ground, creating a deep pit.
All the people of Qin City felt the earth tremble.
Xiang Kunlun once again flew out from the deep pit, treading on air.
The injuries on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, he appeared somewhat disheveled, his hair disarrayed, and he looked at Xu Zimei with an even more intense focus.
"Is this all you have?" Xu Zimei asked, shaking his head in disappointment.
"A Saint Heir from a lineage with three emperors, that’s it?"
Xiang Kunlun didn’t respond but closed his eyes slightly, sensing something.
