Chapter 108: The Bearing of a Great Emperor

"Give it to me!"

"Die!"

The spirit of the Dragon Gate had black hair flying, and a massive hand stretched across the sky, drawing upon the vast power of heaven and earth to press down toward Li Xiang.

It was like the great Divine Ability of Fo Men, the Tathagata Palm, seemingly possessing the force to crush mountains and rivers.

Only the momentum was even more arrogant; its shape was like a claw, the killing intent was monstrous, and Dao Patterns gathered within it like an abyss. If one were to fall into it, death would surely be certain!

Such terrifying pressure made the fish at the very bottom tremble in fear, hiding in the depths of the great river, not daring to look up at the sky.

The previous yearning for the Dragon Clan bloodline was now completely suppressed by fear, unable to lift its head.

This true spirit of the Dragon Gate was truly angry to the extreme.

In a moment of carelessness, while taking a nap, a large amount of the Spirit Rhyme it had drawn from the outside world had been stolen.

What was most infuriating!

Bai Ze was actually helping him cover it up!

Speaking up for a member of the Human Race!

Had he gone mad? You are a demon, he is a human!

You, a demon, are actually speaking up for the Human Race?!

Taking my Spirit Rhyme to subsidize the Human Race?

The spirit of the Dragon Gate was trembling all over.

Furious beyond control!

Don't talk to me about the coexistence of humans and demons, that both are spirits that have attained wisdom and should let go of their respective prejudices.

Utterly ridiculous!

When their Human Race suppressed the mountains and rivers, held high the Divine Court, and treated my Demon Race like livestock, killing them at will, why didn't they say this then?

When their Human Race cultivators took the inner cores of my Demon Race, merely to satisfy their own selfish desires in order to achieve a breakthrough, why didn't you say this then?

Since they are two races, where does all this benevolence come from?

Emperor?

Hah!

If he, the Emperor, is a Great Emperor of the Demon Race, am I, the Azure Dragon, not also a Great Emperor of the Demon Race?

If I were of the same age, I would surely fight him!

Stop talking about the ancient times!

I, the Azure Dragon, assert that the present will surely surpass the ancient!

With black hair flying and green robes fluttering, the spirit of the Dragon Gate stared fixedly at Li Xiang.

It was almost as if it were mobilizing the Spiritual Qi of the entire world, transforming it into a giant hand covering the sky, intending to suppress and kill Li Xiang right here.

An Emperor cannot be insulted; how dare you, a mere brat, be so arrogant!

At worst, I will simply destroy this realm and open another Dragon Pool!

The dragon corpse is still here; what does it matter if this realm is destroyed?

That was what he thought, and that was what he did.

However...

The next moment!

An indescribable sharpness suddenly emerged from the cultivator beneath the giant palm.

"Hah!"

"Meaningless resistance."

"Even if I were to die and my true spirit were to fade, you, a Seventh Grade cultivator, could not deal with me."

This palm strike mobilized the power of the entire small world.

The Dragon Gate had been dormant here for a thousand years, and the Spirit Rhyme here had also gathered for a thousand years, almost evolving into a Blessed Land.

With a thousand years of Spirit Rhyme gathered, let alone you, a mere Seventh Grade cultivator.

Even if you were a Fifth Grade Immortal cultivator, under this palm, you would still perish!

"Bai Ze!"

"I respect you as a senior and have yielded much to you, but if you dare to..."

Before the words could finish.

A calm voice was heard from between heaven and earth.

"As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should unremittingly practice self-improvement."

The next moment, a heaven-shocking sword radiance surged out from beneath it.

It was like the first light when heaven and earth were first opened.

In an instant, the entire small world seemed to have risen like a scorching sun.

The white light pierced through heaven and earth, shining so brightly that no one could open their eyes.

The power of a Martial Dao Seventh Grade, like an Ancient Gods and Demons, combined with the Immortal Dao Seventh Grade Divine Light that had condensed almost half of the small world's Spirit Rhyme.

Immersing his mind, comprehending the Dao Rhyme, he fused all the methods, all the principles, and all his insights into heaven and earth since crossing over into this world into this sword.

Even fearing it was not enough, Li Xiang also used Haoran Righteous Qi to temporarily bless the long sword, carving a Righteousness Song onto it.

Confucian Dao, Martial Dao, Immortal Dao.

Everything he could wield was fused into this sword.

Rolling Qi and Blood surged into the sky, ethereal Immortal Light moved in Vertical and Horizontal patterns, and Haoran Righteous Qi gathered.

This sword, while called the Green Lotus Unyielding Sword, was almost evolving into the sword that opened the heavens when heaven and earth were first created.

All the principles, all the Dao, and all the insights into the sword held by the sword-wielder were fused into this single strike.

At the very center.

Li Xiang, who had unleashed this strike, felt his entire being on the verge of collapse.

He dared not hold back with this strike; he had mobilized all the Qi and Blood in his body, and the Martial Venerable Phantom behind him had fallen into a state of listlessness after completing the strike.

The long sword in his hand turned into flying ash without any suspense.

He dared not hesitate.

Divine Light surged across his body, he summoned a white cloud beneath his feet, and without even looking at the result, he charged directly toward the periphery of the small world.

He had truly sensed the danger of falling from this spirit of the Dragon Gate.

This dragon spirit must have been terrifyingly powerful while alive.

Even with only a sliver of its true spirit, it possessed the power to rend the heavens.

He dared not hesitate!

He had to flee immediately.

Although it was said to be a perfect Grade D encounter, and one would not encounter danger.

But he figured that after he finished the fish-dragon and bid farewell to Baize, this encounter was already considered over; the subsequent changes caused by his breakthrough were what led to these troubles.

A white light streaked through, and Li Xiang charged directly out of the small world.

The spirit of the Dragon Gate did not seem to be blocking him anymore.

With his mind focused, Li Xiang steered the white cloud and sped rapidly in the direction of Chiyang County.

He must absolutely not stay in this place any longer; if he stayed any longer, he would surely die!

Meanwhile, inside the small world.

After Li Xiang delivered his sword strike, the entire world was rendered white; everything became inaudible, everything became unknowable.

A Seventh Grade of the Immortal Dao, having just entered the Immortal Gate, yet he had unleashed such an earth-shattering strike.

The giant hand, resembling the Tathagata Palm, was torn directly down the middle.

The power gathered from all the Spiritual Qi in the entire small world was thus directly defeated head-on.

Furthermore, the sword momentum did not stop; it traversed the sky and directly tore through the firmament of the small world.

It ripped a huge opening into the originally sealed small world.

One strike, opening the heavens!

The Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth dissipated, turning into wild winds that oscillated within the small world.

The spirit of the Dragon Gate stood in the air; his anger had faded by thirty percent, but much shock remained.

That palm strike just now was his current limit.

He no longer had the ability to continue the pursuit at this moment.

He was no longer angry now, just feeling astonished.

What a powerful cultivator.

If he hadn't seen wrong just now, this cultivator seemed to be only Seventh Grade?

A Seventh Grade cultivator, capable of breaking his technique?!

That strike just now, even if the Spiritual Qi was insufficient, should have been an absolute kill for anyone below a Fifth Grade cultivator.

Even a Fourth Grade cultivator would have been severely injured.

A Seventh Grade cultivator like him, broke his technique?

The small world was repairing itself bit by bit, but the dragon spirit stood in the air, not moving for a long time.

After a long while, he flashed and arrived before Baize, letting the corpse release Baize.

Baize was still prepared to continue arguing something.

But the dragon spirit told him to shut up directly.

Light and shadow transformed in his hand, evolving the power of that sword strike just now for him to see.

He furrowed his brows and asked.

"I have already died, and my memories are incomplete."

"I ask you."

"That sword strike just now."

"When I was at my peak in the Seventh Grade, could I have done it?"

The Azure Dragon asked coldly; he saw a strong threat in this immortal cultivator.

A threat that, once grown, could cause a catastrophic disaster for the Demon Race.

After seeing it, Baize also fell into silence.

After a long while, he spoke slowly.

"At the Seventh Grade, you were not his equal."

Bang~

Behind the dragon spirit, Spiritual Qi exploded like thunder.

After a moment of silence, he continued to speak.

"When the Emperor was Seventh Grade, could he have done it?"

Speaking of the Emperor.

A trace of reminiscence flashed in Baize's eyes.

"I do not know."

"When the Emperor rose to power, I had not yet been born."

"Azure Dragon, I have said it before, when contending for supremacy in the same era, you could never be the Emperor's match."

"You have never seen the Emperor; you do not know what kind of strength that is."

"When you were growing up, your enemies were merely the Human Race without an Emperor to suppress them."

"The Emperor in years past faced the gods of the four directions and the deities of the heavens."

The two looked at each other in silence; the Dragon Spirit was very displeased with today's events.

"Enough! Shut your mouth."

"No matter how much you say he is strong, didn't he also vanish into the Time River, buried by the past!"

The Dragon Spirit's expression was silent.

Seeing the Azure Dragon disdain the Emperor, Baize frowned.

He still wanted to say something more.

But after thinking for a long time, he forcibly held it back.

After a long while, looking in the direction Li Xiang had left, he muttered a sentence.

"If we are only talking about natural talent."

"I see a familiar shadow on this person."

"Who?!"

The Dragon Spirit's brows were tightly locked.

"The first Human Emperor."

"Ji Xuanyuan!"

(End of this chapter)