Chapter 342

Zhang Taixuan did not launch a preemptive strike; he stepped through empty space, his qi circulating, as a pair of radiant feathered wings drifted down from the void, radiating vast, luminous energy and instantly boosting his power tenfold.

This was precisely the Feather Transformation and Ascension Technique he had created!

"The Peerless Sovereign, truly not to be underestimated!"

"Zhang Taixuan, cease your arrogance. To stand before the Emperor and not fall is already to invite death by your own folly!"

The Peerless Sovereign's face turned icy; his 377 Immortal-Tear Green Gold Vase poured down ten thousand rays of light, already spontaneously awakened and pushed to its utmost limit—clearly, his mood was far from pleasant.

He was one of the Nine Ancient Sovereigns of antiquity, revered in status and formidable in power.

Yet he never imagined that upon emerging, a Saint-King would reduce his arm to ash—this was an unforgivable humiliation.

It would become a laughingstock for him across countless millennia!

When ancient emperors and sovereigns met, others sneered, glancing at his arm—he had no idea how to respond!

No matter how many words he spoke or methods he employed, all they said was: "Oh, isn't that the Peerless Sovereign crippled by the Saint-King?"

"Hah, a self-mutilated sovereign dares to call himself an Emperor?" Zhang Taixuan sneered; the True Dragon Seal awakened, radiating imperial might that shook heaven and earth, threads of imperial dao laws descending like beaded curtains from the void, shielding his entire body, as a beam of primordial light swirled and a bronze ruler appeared in his hand—"Then let this Zhang measure whether you are worthy!"

Before his words ended, his form moved, closing the distance to the Peerless Sovereign with speed like light, as if time itself reversed—this was the Space-Condensing Technique, fused from countless evasion arts.

Within the Feathered Immortal Light, a ray of radiance bloomed, amplified a hundred millionfold, revealed for the first time in this great universe—a Saint-King weapon, yet radiating vast imperial might, stirring ten thousand layers of storms.

This was the Great Divine Technique: Chaos Tribulation Light!

"Mortal Saint, you have angered this one!"

The Peerless Sovereign's face darkened with rage; he tried to dodge, but found the opponent's speed had reached its peak—nearly matching his own Time-Step Secret, honed over decades of cultivation.

This was utterly beyond expectation.

The Peerless Sovereign was an ancient figure, having cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years to reach his current stature.

Yet this youth before him had a skeletal age that was startlingly young—this was no Emperor reincarnated, but a present-day cultivator with prodigious talent!

Seeing he could not evade, the Peerless Sovereign ceased dodging, pulling forth a slender branch from his hand and sweeping it toward the bronze ruler.

Boom—

As immortal weapons clashed, brilliant light erupted at the point of contact, like a giant sun.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

One was the creator of the Time-Step Secret, possessing the fastest speed in the world.

The other was a present-day Saint-King, an unrivaled master of creation, whose Space-Condensing Technique surpassed all other evasion arts.

Their meeting was truly a match of equals, a clash of master against master.

They traded blows at blinding speed, exchanging hundreds of strikes in an instant, shattering stars into dust, collapsing space, summoning black holes—as if the end of the world had come.

"Mortal Saint, you truly possess some skill—no wonder you're so arrogant!"

The Peerless Sovereign marveled; after hundreds of exchanges, he was utterly stunned.

This Saint-King was too strong!

Unbelievably strong.

He had only just ascended to Saint-King, yet could stand against this Sovereign.

Though he had self-severed once and lost the Heavenly Heart Seal, he still resided in the Emperor Realm, crushing Pretender Emperors and Alternative Path Achievers like dogs.

Yet this Saint-King before him was extraordinary—his realm was low, but his combat power reached its absolute peak.

"I haven't even used my full arsenal yet, old Sovereign—don't let today be the day you're cast into the dust," Zhang Taixuan smiled lightly; the ruler's immortal light surged again, and a wondrous flame spiraled upon it, revealing a violet flame.

"Catch my Chaos Seal!"

The next instant, the Star-Measuring Ruler directly manifested the Chaos Seal—a vast, primordial-sealed imprint appeared upon the ruler, within which a violet flame rose.

Chaos Seal: one-billion-fold amplification.

Combined with the Feather Transformation and Ascension Technique, the two stacked together, temporarily elevating Zhang Taixuan's power to the Emperor Realm—not just any Emperor Realm.

This was the pinnacle of mortalkind!

In ancient times, they were called Sovereigns; among alien races, Ancient Emperors; in the present age, Emperors.

This was the result of his fusion of myriad arts, and the might of the Ancient Immortal System.

Having assimilated Grand Void Qi, endured the heavenly tribulation, and mastered the dao laws, he was now a formidable Heaven Immortal in the White Snake World.

In the pinnacle of the myriad worlds, a Heaven Immortal might not be considered strong.

But in the mortal realm of this world, he was an absolutely terrifying presence.

"Nonsense—I've cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years..."

Before his words ended, he felt his hand go empty—the immortal branch he had refined to sentience turned to ash before the Chaos Seal, holding out for only a few breaths.

"No!"

The Peerless Sovereign panicked, raising the Immortal-Tear Green Gold Vase before him, his Immortal Platform glowing as countless laws rushed back, attempting to ascend to the Sovereign Realm in a final surge.

Boom—

The ruler descended, a thunderous crash—its once radiant, thousand-rayed surface cracked, flung away.

Judging by its condition, even the deity within the vase had been shattered by a single blow.

Live stream.

Ye Hei: "The Dao Lord is too brutal—that imperial artifact just got shattered."

Su Xiao: "Poor imperial artifact. No, two imperial artifacts—the other one, the immortal branch, turned to ash long ago!"

Xiao Mai: "Ah, the Peerless Sovereign has returned to the Emperor Realm—will Taixuan Brother be in danger?"

Huang Rong: "Husband never acts without certainty. Besides, with the chat group, he can retreat anytime."

Miyamura Miko: "True. But I never imagined husband's power had reached this level?"

Han Paopao: "Is this still a Saint-King? This is clearly Emperor-level combat power! Ye Hei, could you achieve this at the Grand Saint stage?"

Ye Hei: "【White Eyes】 Are you kidding? If I reached this power as a Pretender Emperor, I'd wake up laughing. Ye Tian Di isn't this overpowered—sorry to disappoint you, Lord Han!"

Zhang Sanfeng: "This humble Taoist truly cannot imagine how the Dao Lord, leaping across several major realms, forced the Emperor Dao domain expert to reach ultimate sublimation—what extraordinary talent this is."

Lin Fengjiao: "The geniuses of that world who lived in his era must have cried! In other eras, one could still compete—but what should they do in this era?"

Su Xiao: "Serve it cold! Hey, so fast—the Free and Easy Heavenly Sovereign has already completed his sublimation! Damn, they're fighting again!"