Chapter 1192: Chapter 1190: Cultivating Together as One_1
"You won’t admit defeat? Continuing the fight will yield the same result."
This was a short, elderly man, covered in flowing crimson light, exuding an undying aura that permeated from the red light, allowing him to ignore his formidable opponent’s attacks.
"After many years of transformation, the bloodline purity of the Undying Ancestor is nearly as strong as that of the original mutants. Given equal strength, he is an invincible existence."
"Alas, the Martial Emperor is going to lose."
On the periphery of the Fate Platform, some experts from the East Victory Continent shook their heads in secret.
Many years ago, some peculiar meteorites from beyond the skies were discovered, changing those affected into long-haired monsters.
These long-haired monsters, though ugly, possessed astoundingly tenacious vitality, with ordinary ones living several hundred years and exceptional ones living thousands without issue.
Gradually, more people from the Martial World became aware of them, and later, due to oppression from various factions, these monsters chose to withdraw from the world and collectively vanished from the human realm.
But those at the pinnacle of the Martial World knew that these long-haired monsters hadn’t disappeared; rather, they secretly banded together to form the Undying Alliance. (Chapter 547)
Over countless years, few knew where the Undying Alliance had extended its reach, nor did anyone know which of the monsters hid within the Martial World’s upper echelons.
With the emergence of the land of fate, although it had yet to reach its peak state, it still attracted a great expert of the Undying Alliance—the Undying Ancestor, who appeared ready to defeat the Martial Emperor.
"Martial Emperor? Hehe, only the ignorant and arrogant would dare claim such a title."
A femininely handsome man with a lotus embroidered on his forehead sneered.
Hearing his words, everyone fell silent.
The once-unbeaten Martial Emperor had dominated the world, but upon reaching the Fate Platform, everyone realized the vastness of the world and the strength of powerful masters.
The Undying Ancestor, who was suppressing the Martial Emperor, was not the strongest here; at least three others could match him.
For example, the femininely handsome man who just spoke was, in truth, the Sect Leader of the Six Lotus Sect.
Then there was the middle-aged, elegant scholar seated in the east, who was the Sect Leader of the Holy Heaven Sect, and another enigmatic figure enshrouded in a golden silk rain, who had inscribed the characters for "Golden Silkworm" on the Fate Monument.
These four were the favorites to claim the lordship of the current land of fate.
"Lose? I have not considered it."
With his tall figure, shining black hair hanging straight down his back, and that resolute, moving face like undulating mountains and rivers, the Martial Emperor’s features were filled with undeniable coldness.
"In that case, I’ll personally let you taste defeat—Deathly God Light!"
The crimson light surged, and as the Undying Ancestor’s palms struck out, a rolling crimson sea, like boiling oil meeting water, hissed as it pressed down towards the Martial Emperor.
The red light contained a very precious undying force, but when this force became too strong, it turned into a deadly toxin.
"Master, your disciple is unworthy, having mastered only two-sevenths of the divine technique. Yet even so, I wish to show the world the elegance of the Holy Monarch of yore."
The Martial Emperor’s heart swelled with admiration as he looked towards a man on the outskirts of the Fate Platform.
The man was looking back at him.
He called himself the Bright Emperor and no one knew his origin—only that he was exceedingly strong and ranked in the middle of the thirty-nine contenders, a forbidden master.
The next moment!
What chilled the hearts of everyone from the Nineteen Peaks happened.
In an instant, the Bright Emperor disregarded the rules of the Fate Platform and merged into the Martial Emperor’s body before the Deathly God Light could hit.
The Emperor’s Martial Way and the Bright Martial Way suddenly unified at that moment, conjuring an earth-shaking, terrifying aura that spread in all directions. It evoked a post-peak manifestation of the Supreme Martial Arts!
Boom!
Sizzle...
The crimson Deathly God Light, upon contact with the power erupting from within the Martial Emperor, immediately melted away like snow under a scorching sun, turning pale red, its undying force dissipated completely.
Within that piercingly bright vast light, the Martial Emperor walked forward, like an invincible Supreme Lord overlooking the world, an unstoppable force!
"What?!"
"Two becoming one, how is this possible?"
"Can two people merge into one? No, not two people—they share the same origin, they’re one person, and that’s why they could evade the Fate Platform’s rules. My goodness, what kind of martial art is the Martial Emperor practicing?!"
On this day, the experts of the East Victory Continent witnessed a miracle unprecedented in history.
To train both bodies as one and unify at the peak, breaking through one’s limits—this was a legendary martial concept.
Indeed, just a concept, not a practical method. Yet even as a mere concept, it made many shake their heads in resignation, deeming it impossible.
But right before everyone’s eyes, the man hailed as the undefeated legend of the East Victory Continent, who had all his contemporaries bowing before him, turned it into reality.
So that’s how it is, so that’s how it is.
The Martial Emperor reached the Void Origin at sixty-two, with a talent scarcely inferior to Zhang Xiangfeng. But now the latter was hot on his heels, and at less than eighty years old, after defeating the Forbidden Martial Emperor, was only one step behind the Martial Emperor. The development trajectories of both were incredibly divergent.
Everyone understood—it wasn’t that the Martial Emperor lacked endurance, but that he had divided his attention to practice two disciplines as one, thus slowing his progress. Now merged, his strength was unimaginably powerful, shattering the perceptions of everyone present.
One punch!
The punch shone like a sunburst, relentlessly crushing everything before it, leaving no scraps.
The so-called unbeatable Undying Ancestor nearly split into pieces, his face turning deathly pale as he desperately channeled his undying technique.
What met him was a second punch, then a third...
Three punches in total.
Boom!!!
The term Heavenly Collapse and Earth Shattering couldn’t even describe it; the entire Fate platform was shaking, its surface marred by huge, gaping cracks, as if it had been through a magnitude eighteen earthquake.
The Undying Ancestor was shattered by the raw force.
Amidst the aura of life descending, the Undying Ancestor was restored in the outer ring, looking towards the towering man who suppressed heaven and earth with horror-struck eyes.
Nineteen Peaks, dead silent.
...
The South Sea Fate Platform.
All eyes were fixed on the two people in the inner ring.
The White Cloud Emperor, the unparalleled expert ranked second in the last Fate battle, was known as the foremost under the six legends before the emergence of the land of Fate.
His fight with Liu Ruofei did not tarnish his reputation, for that sword cast aside for the strike was near demonic, not something any human could withstand.
Shi Xiaole, the only swordmaster from overseas with the credentials to threaten Liu Ruofei, maintained an undefeated record, his true strength a mystery to all.
For many, this fight was a chance to discern many things.
If Shi Xiaole couldn’t defeat the White Cloud Emperor, then he certainly wasn’t Liu Ruofei’s match, the title of the first sword prodigy would be decided without question.
If Shi Xiaole won, then the fight would continue.
Many were even filled with anticipation, for Liu Ruofei, who had gradually mastered the Breaking Extreme Killing Sword, facing a peer, what kind of terrifying power would burst forth?
"This battle should force you to show your hand, don’t disappoint me too much, the one who defeated me."
Fan Shengnan was completely focused.
The other prideful experts were also energized, one by one. Including Liu Ruofei, every move Shi Xiaole made provided him with indescribable insights.
"I see the will to fight in your eyes, do you think you can defeat me?"
The White Cloud Emperor was astounded.
He didn’t believe he had misread him, and after facing Liu Ruofei, the White Cloud Emperor really dared not underestimate any youth, especially Shi Xiaole.
To some extent, the swordsmanship talent shown by the opponent was no lesser than Liu Ruofei’s.
"Whether I can or not, only a fight will tell."
Shi Xiaole said.
The White Cloud Emperor narrowed his eyes, his power instantly surging to its peak, his body surrounded by swirling clouds, emanating a masculine and powerful force. He initiated with "White Cloud Seven Seizures".
Immediately after, the White Cloud Emperor turned into a formless white cloud stealthily spreading around, the force for his second move already gathering momentum.
Truly, this was the most serious the White Cloud Emperor had ever been, if he had been in this state at that time, Liu Ruofei might not have had the chance to unleash the Breaking Extreme Killing Sword.
"Destruction of All!"
Against the inward spiraling sea of clouds, Shi Xiaole’s gaze unwavering, the Cleansing Evil Sword was raised high, a hundred zhang long cyan sword light cleaved past the clouds, striking the empty space above to the left.
Boom!
The ripples spread, a silhouette shaped from the cloud qi was revealed to be the White Cloud Emperor, his second move unreleased, outpaced by the sword light, directly cleaved in half.
"You’re not defending?"
The White Cloud Emperor furrowed his brow.
As the sea of clouds threatened to engulf Shi Xiaole, an unstoppable force of Sword Qi violently erupted, causing the clouds to falter for an instant.
"Using the Sword Realm won’t help because your frontal offensive strength is inferior to mine."
The interruption earlier was merely the White Cloud Emperor amassing energy; he didn’t believe that the mere Sword Realm would block his attack.
Slish!
The sea of clouds was cleanly bifurcated, the cut surface smooth as glass, yet without a trace of Sword Qi, for all the Sword Qi had congregated on the Cleansing Evil Sword, forming a deep cyan tail of light that struck towards the White Cloud Emperor, still midair.
"Five hundred and thirty strands of Heart Sword strength, the pinnacle of the twelve-level Wind Sword Way, and his Vigorous Air are much more profound than the White Cloud Emperor’s!"
At that moment, many masters internally exclaimed, Shi Xiaole’s true strength seemingly revealed only now, previous battles just mere warm-ups.
"Clouds of a Bygone Era!"
With a face shocked to the extreme, and equally serious, the White Cloud Emperor finally acknowledged that Shi Xiaole was a master on his level; his hands moved alternately, conjuring a three zhang wide, ten zhang long white cloud screen in front of him, where formidable power circulated endlessly.
"Clouds of a Bygone Era," this move had barely blocked the most extreme Limitless Killing Sword.
Clang!
The Sword Qi was deflected, skimming past Shi Xiaole who was closing in fast.
In that split-second, Shi Xiaole’s next sword was already being swung, its force boiling, repelling force continually acting on the cloud screen, disrupting its circulatory pathway.
A spiraling, cone-shaped force was also attached to the sword tip, rendering Shi Xiaole’s swordsmanship extremely sharp, invincible, penetrating the cloud screen. The White Cloud Emperor wanted to retreat but found a pulling force entangling him, severely slowing his speed.
Thump!
With the technique "Old Ox’s Broken Cart," Shi Xiaole pierced through the cloud screen.
