Casting aside all elegance, only massive power remained.

The Immortal of Colossal Spirit collided with the forming bell cover, and with a loud "clang," the transparent bell shatterd and flung a red bell entwined with nine Fire Dragons into the air.

Yin Tulong originally intended to transform the bell cover with Nine Dragons, cleverly trapping the Immortal of Colossal Spirit within the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover, but hadn't anticipated the Immortal's explosive and ferocious power, which forcefully revealed the true form of the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover.

True Fire surged wildly, clashing with the Giant Spirit True Gang, causing the Dharma Platform in the hands of the Immortal of Colossal Spirit to fly upward with a loud bang, ascending high into the sky; meanwhile, he himself threw punches, directly bombarding Yin Tulong's body.

Yin Tulong immediately twisted his body, switched his stance, and grasped the Qiankun Ring with another pair of hands to meet the punches, with golden light bursting forth from the ring, successfully blocking this mountain-shaking strike.

However, the Dharma Platform that ascended into the sky displayed an abnormal situation.

Even amidst such fierce battle, the platform remained intact. At this moment, it carried Luu Tianpeng and the Four Gods into the sky, right below the blood-red cave, where a wave of formless yet substantial fluctuation appeared and diffused infinitely.

Jiang Li, who was manipulating the Precelestial Human Species Bag in mid-air, paused and, feeling the throbbing inside him, couldn't help but whisper softly, "Has it begun?"

This fluctuation resonated between those who practiced the Yin Talisman Scripture and the blood-red cave, instantly bringing to mind the third step of the Yin Talisman Scripture—the Heaven Seizing Technique.

But given Luu Tianpeng's current realm, even if he could erode Heaven itself, how could he ensure his ability to usurp the power of Heaven?

"Unless..."

"Unless I can free my true form."

Time seemed to slow infinitely at this moment, and the surrounding noises became extremely sluggish. A ship-shaped vertical pupil slowly opened behind Jiang Li, its nearly transparent iris reflecting his figure.

"No, it's not that time has slowed down; it's my thinking speeding up."

Jiang Li quickly realized the reason for the slowed pace and inwardly sighed in relief.

As long as it wasn't his opponent who had mastered the Cosmic Light.

"Ji Jiji?" He didn't turn around, merely speaking lightly.

"It is I."

A voice came from behind, "However, I would prefer if Nephew Jiang addressed me by my current title, Heavenly Monarch·Gongsun Qi."

The voice carried a faint smile, exuding a lofty and arrogant air of controlling everything.

His words also confirmed his current identity—a leader of the Dinghu Sect, one of the current six strongest beings, the Heavenly Monarch.

"Gongsun Qi... It seems the Sect Leader's current title is quite unique. Is it because you were once abandoned by Heaven and slain by it?" Jiang Li maintained a calm voice, never revealing any obvious turbulence.

The perception from the Heavenly Dharma was too strong; any slight physical or emotional flaw would be detected. Even Jiang Li admitted he could not match the other in terms of perception.

He could only confront his opponent flawlessly.

"You do know quite a bit."

A light chuckle emerged from the eye behind him, seeming untroubled that old affairs were unearthed and spoke in a conversational tone, "But you are wrong on one point—it was not Heaven that abandoned me."

"I was once the first Crown Prince in the history of Great Zhou, already designated as the next Emperor long before the Emperor ascended to Heaven."

"I was only one step away from the Emperor throne, if only I had been willing to accept the Emperor Dao Fruit."

"I was extremely close to Heaven. But I... gave it up. It wasn't Heaven that abandoned me, but I who abandoned Heaven. I did not want to be an Emperor, to become a heartless puppet; thus, I passed it to my brother three days after facing the Emperor Dao Fruit."

"Poor second brother thought to dethrone me once he was crowned, not knowing that upon his ascension, he was no longer himself but the Emperor. Even after his coronation, all the promises he made to me were fulfilled because he was the Emperor."

As the ship-shaped vertical pupil gradually closed in, the voice also grew louder with the diminishing distance, until it was directly behind Jiang Li.

"Just like this Heaven, the universe has its constants—it doesn't exist for the virtuous nor perish for the wicked. Heaven is not human. As long as you don't violate the natural law and aren't caught for your sins, it won't deliver punishment. This is the limitation left by the ancestors of the Three Clans who originally created Heaven."

It was as if the victor displayed leisureliness, or like a chatty villain, this voice leisurely told Jiang Li the story.

As the vertical pupil approached, Jiang Li felt a faint sense of crisis in his heart.

"But, since the Blessed Divine Ruyi hasn't given any warning, is it because Ruyi can't foresee the opponent's attack in advance, or ..." Jiang Li's eyelids drooped, "the crisis hasn't arrived yet."

"You can't hurt me now," stated Jiang Li calmly.

Even if Luu Tianpeng could make a move, it wouldn't be enough to endanger Jiang Li's life. The vertical pupil seemed sinister, but lacking enough strength is still lacking strength, no matter how much is said, it can't harm Jiang Li with mere words.

"Yes," Gongsun Qi slowly said, "but it will be soon."

How soon is soon?

...

...

In the land of the Three Mountains, the sky was still blocked by the mountains, and darkness prevailed everywhere.

A young Daoist stealthily arrived at a cliff in the dark forest, gazing into the distance toward the gloomy area.

There lay Wushan.

Ever since the Great Venerable enclosed Ji Jiji's core in Wushan and entered the void, the Three Mountains had not seen daylight for a long time, and Wushan had not reemerged.

Until today.

The young Daoist gently reached out, and an ancient long sword colored of pale gold slowly materialized beside him, grasped firmly by his palm.

"Hidden in another world, existing in the past of Wushan..." he muttered softly.

"I wonder, Fellow Daoist, if your sword can split the void open and allow Wushan to return to the human realm," said a Yellow Cloud emerging, a vertical pupil slowly opening and looking at the Daoist, "known as the World's Number One Sword Cultivator, and possessing the sharpest sword of all time, Wan Guchou."

In the current world, there are four recognized as supreme with the sword, called the Four Swordsmanship Extremes, but the one acclaimed as the pinnacle of sharpness is but one sword, that is Wan Guchou of Daode Sect's Daoist Master Bai.

And Daoist Master Bai himself, was also unanimously recognized as the number one Sword Cultivator.

"Had Wushan never passively descended before, but back then, there was no Supreme sealed within Wushan, nor was there a World's Number One Sword outside the mountain."

"Let's try and see."

The young Daoist, who is also Daoist Master Bai, raised the sword in his hand, its Sword Qi reaching the sky, as if exhausting the extremities of heaven and earth.

The Sword Light fell across dividing the universe; Heaven and Earth split, cutting into the void, directly reaching the location of Wushan.

In an instant, a pitch-black crevice tore through the dark land, profound and immeasurable, emitting an endless radiance, causing everyone within the Nether City to cry out in surprise.

For that Sword Light, and also for that radiance.

That was the radiance of Wushan appearing in this world.

Immediately afterward, the crevice twisted and fluctuated as if a colossal invisible creature was squeezing out from it, and simultaneously, the phantom of a mountain slowly materialized.

Wushan was truly about to appear in the world.

"Remember your promise."

Daoist Master Bai retracted the Sword Light, sheathed his sword, and spoke calmly before leaving straight away.

Meanwhile, behind him, the sky distorted, an invisible ripple traveling from afar resonating with the being inside Wushan.

"Of course."

The vertical pupil emitted a soft chuckle, its pupil reflecting a figure as grand as half the heavens.

"It's time."

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