Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!

Chapter 1200: Chapter 1194: Gui Guzi Makes His Move

Boom!

A terrifying aura descended from the star dome, causing the entire mystic universe to tremble slightly.

Soon after, a terrifying shadow figure, tens of thousands of miles tall, appeared beside the Great Elder, with crimson eyes, entirely black body, exuding an ancient aura, and embodying supreme majesty.

"Greetings, Clan Leader!"

The Great Elder struggled to stand up, respectfully saluting.

This shadow was a clone of the first generation, possessing seventy percent of the original’s combat power, extremely formidable.

The first-generation clone glanced around. Upon seeing the three wrecked cosmic fortresses and the heavily injured Great Elder, a smothering killing intent flashed deep in its eyes.

"Unexpected!"

"The insignificant realms, burying four of our great legions!"

"You all have great courage! Damned! You deserve to die!"

The first-generation clone looked towards Cao Cao and others, speaking with a cold tone, arrogant like a deity in charge of life and death, condemning the Qin Dynasty.

"Ridiculous!"

"It was you who attacked the myriad realms; do you expect us to surrender?"

Cao Cao sneered, showing no fear and instead seemed eager to try.

He also wanted to know how powerful a Unity Realm Stage expert truly was.

"Shouldn’t you?"

The first-generation clone said angrily, "For you low-level civilizations, being conquered by a higher civilization is your honor!"

Cao Cao was taken aback.

Listen to this!

Is that even human speech?

"According to you, we should lay down our arms and wait to be enslaved by you!"

Cao Cao hesitated, asking.

"Of course!"

The first-generation clone said matter-of-factly.

Cao Cao fell silent.

Meanwhile, a hint of helplessness and overwhelming anger surged in his heart.

He knew that from the beginning, the mechanical tribe never regarded the myriad realms seriously. Perhaps, the mechanical tribe viewed the realms as they viewed domesticated livestock.

When they slaughter livestock, they naturally wouldn’t allow any resistance!

Likewise.

The mechanical tribe, when attacking the realms, also thought the realms shouldn’t resist.

To the mechanical tribe, the myriad realms were just livestock.

Power determines perspective!

"Chat’s over, time to get down to business!"

Once the first-generation clone finished speaking, he said no more. His gaze turned cold, and he launched an attack.

His right hand clenched into a fist.

The power of the Primordial Mechanical Tao appeared.

It shattered the heavens, shattered causality, shattered reincarnation.

"Battle!"

Cao Cao, Yu Qian, and the others glanced at each other, simultaneously launching an attack. The unparalleled power swept across the azure, striking against the first-generation clone’s fist imprint.

Rumble!

The starfield shook.

An earth-shattering sound rang out.

The distant starry skies trembled.

"Pff..."

Cao Cao, Yu Qian, Mencius, and others’ expressions changed, their bodies spiraling out like birds with broken wings, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, staining the starry sky red.

Their strength wasn’t weak, but still far from matching the first generation.

Even if it’s just a clone of the first generation!

Unity Realm Stage!

To merge with the Tao, oneself is the Tao, and the Tao is oneself, which is terrifying.

"Weak!"

"You are too weak!"

"Who gave you the courage to oppose the mechanical tribe?"

The first generation stood in the starry sky, sneering with disdain.

Then, he focused on Qin Wudao, showing a hint of surprise and asked, "You are the monarch of the Qin Dynasty? At the peak of the Immortal Venerable, as weak as a rooster!"

Qin Wudao’s face darkened.

But in his eyes, there was no trace of fear. Calmly, he commanded, "Gui Guzi, make your move."

As his words fell.

A figure in a black robe, hands behind his back, leisurely stepped out from the myriad realms. With each step, the starry sky shook violently, crisscrossing with countless chess lines.

In just a few steps, he came before the first-generation clone.

Behind him.

A Linglong chessboard appeared, spanning billions of light-years. Black and white chess pieces fell like countless stars, looking incredibly magnificent.

"Beginning of the Tao Sage?"

The first-generation clone’s eyes flickered with divine light, staring at the massive chessboard, slightly astonished.

Whether it’s an illusion or not, he sensed a hint of danger.

"The world’s momentum!"

Gui Guzi said calmly.

Boom!

Behind him, the chessboard’s countless black and white pieces blazed brightly, erupting with an irresistible force, pressing towards the first-generation clone.

The momentum!

The momentum of the world, compliant thrives, opposition perishes!

"Meteor Fist!"

The first-generation clone’s expression turned slightly solemn. His fists clenched tightly, the terrifying energy of the fist galloped, his fist suppressing the galaxy, suppressing the universe, suppressing the three thousand avenues.

Boom!

In an instant.

The momentum of the world and the force of the fist clashed together.

Like two civilizations carrying countless starfields, relentlessly clashing, the momentum was grand, naturally terrifying.

About half a quarter later, the two’s attacks dissipated.

Gui Guzi stepped back a step, stabilized, his expression calm, without any emotional change.

Meanwhile, the first-generation clone, though not retreating, had his body dissipated significantly, clearly indicating that the previous attack consumed a lot of energy.

"Fight again!"

Gui Guzi shouted lightly.

The infinite Linglong chessboard broke through the void, like an endless world, erupting with unmatched power, capable of suppressing everything in this world.

"Shatter!"

The first-generation clone roared, waving his fists, the power of the Primordial Mechanical Tao manifested, evolving into two mechanical civilized worlds.

Each punch was like a world itself.

Rumble!

The starfield experienced a massive jolt.

The mystic universe trembled.

Cao Cao, Yu Qian, Bai Qi, and others’ expressions changed slightly, flying into the Great Wall.

Boom!

The two attacks collided again.

At a stalemate.

The shockwaves capable of destroying the heavens and earth and suppressing stars and universes spread across all directions, vast and mighty.

The wreckage of the three cosmic fortresses in the distance turned to dust after the first wave of shockwaves, completely disappearing.

In the far distance, a splendid galaxy collided under the shockwaves, stars spinning chaos, colliding and exploding into fireballs, heading towards destruction.

"No..."

Amid the chaos, one could faintly hear a sound of tragic cries echoing across the galaxy.

It turned out there was a hidden civilization in this starry sky, not very advanced, having just formed a mark of civilization, now heading towards destruction.

"Hmm?"

"Is there a Unity Realm Stage expert battling?"

Further away, there was a large army, radiating divine light, illuminating countless civilizations, with countless creatures bowing in respect wherever they went.

Because this army belonged to the Eternal tribe!

One of the supreme overlords of the mystic universe!

Amid the army was a golden chariot, emanating the power of the Primordial Genesis, incomparably noble.

The Eternal Lord sat atop the chariot, eyes half-closed. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, gazing into the distance, showing a hint of surprise and doubt.

In that direction, it was precisely the myriad realms!

Simultaneously.

Outside the myriad realms.

The battle between Gui Guzi and the first-generation clone reached a critical point.

In fact, there wasn’t a significant power difference between the two.

But there was one difference.

That was, the first generation was just a clone, and its energy would eventually be exhausted.

The longer the delay, the more disadvantageous for the first-generation clone, the greater the chance of defeat.

In this regard.

The first-generation clone could do nothing.

Because he didn’t have the power to kill Gui Guzi in one go.