Chapter 820: The Twin Pillars of Humanity

Wang Dun's speed was too fast, giving the Phoenix Clan no time to react.

If he had slowly surpassed the fourth, then third, then second, the Thirteenth Elder above would surely have reacted.

In fact, she would have intervened!

But now, she had no chance left.

"You're all only paying attention to Wang Dun?"

"Didn't you notice He Pingsheng?"

"Holy shit… right!"

"This guy also passed the number one?"

"Of course he did—he's even above Wang Dun!"

That's right—He Pingsheng hovered about twenty to thirty zhang above Wang Dun, suspended in midair!

On one hand, it was to protect Wang Dun.

If the Thirteenth Elder launched an attack from above, He Pingsheng could block it.

On the other hand, it was to wait for Wang Dun, because after surpassing the number one, Wang Dun had stopped.

"Wang Dun!"

Jin Gang, the Demon Emperor, also feared an accident and hurriedly shouted: "Carve your name first! Only when your name is carved can you land safely!"

"That's right!" the Dalun Mingwang echoed: "Quickly write your name!"

Duan Feihong flew even higher in excitement: "Wang Dun, carve your name right now! If you want to keep climbing, you can continue later!"

But Wang Dun looked up at He Pingsheng, his familiar face breaking into a sly grin: "Brother He… wanna keep climbing? Let's see how high our limits go!"

He Pingsheng lifted his head and gazed upward.

The Thirteenth Elder still circled there.

He stared at the Phoenix Clan's Thirteenth Elder and roared: "My brother Wang is aiming to break past one hundred thousand zhang—please, old woman of the Phoenix Clan, get out of the way!"

"You're blocking our path!"

He Pingsheng's voice rang out, thundering across the skies.

Earlier, the Thirteenth Elder had claimed she hovered at one hundred thousand zhang to avoid hindering Wang Dun's climb.

Now, He Pingsheng openly declared his intent to break past one hundred thousand zhang.

The Thirteenth Elder's face darkened instantly.

One hundred thousand zhang?

Without a Wallbreaker?

Dream on!

"Hmph…" she sneered, "Bold words indeed. I'll wait right here at one hundred thousand zhang. If you two can reach it, I'll eat shit!"

Wang Dun said: "Then Elder, better prepare yourself!"

"Brother He… watch this move!"

"Open!"

In Wang Dun's hand suddenly appeared a golden sickle. His magic power surged into the golden sickle, which instantly expanded to a thousand zhang in size and turned black.

The massive black sickle slashed violently at the void—and a gap of divine wind appeared!

Swoosh…

Wang Dun's body turned into a streak of light, shooting through the fleeting gap of divine wind.

He surged forward five thousand zhang in one breath, reaching eighty-five thousand zhang.

"From now on, our paths part in silence… Spring mountains like ink, grass like mist…"

At eighty-five thousand zhang, Wang Dun was suddenly seized by poetic inspiration and recited two lines.

He Pingsheng: …………

Wang Dun asked: "Brother He, are these two lines badass?"

He Pingsheng, standing at eighty thousand zhang, replied: "What the hell is this? What does it have to do with climbing?"

"Irrelevant!" Wang Dun waved his hand: "Just tell me—was it badass or not?"

He Pingsheng shook his head: "Not badass."

"Irrelevant!" Wang Dun waved again: "I feel good—that's all that matters!"

"Your turn!"

He waited for He Pingsheng at eighty-five thousand zhang.

He Pingsheng likewise waved his hand, pulling out a purple-red rod.

He forced it to expand to a thousand zhang and slammed it downward into the void above.

Then he turned into a streak of light, shooting through the same fleeting gap into the heavens!

"Again…" When He Pingsheng reached Wang Dun's height, he swung the rod once more and kept climbing…

Swoosh…

In the blink of an eye, he reached ninety thousand zhang!

"Good, good, good!" Wang Dun laughed heartily: "Brother, watch my move!"

"Heaven and Earth Shattering Finger… Open!"

"A great roc rises with the wind, soaring straight up ninety thousand li… Go!"

Chanting the bold verse, Wang Dun pointed upward—and a crimson finger, a hundred zhang tall, coalesced in the air.

The finger slammed violently into the void, and Wang Dun followed behind it like a streak of light.

Within a few breaths, he passed He Pingsheng and stood at ninety-five thousand zhang.

Boom…

At ninety-five thousand zhang, Wang Dun's five-hundred-zhang Dharma Body exploded into view, standing tall in the heavens. His sickle flickered with black light—those watching saw Wang Dun now as if a celestial god had descended.

No!

More like a death god wielding a sickle.

"Sssss… Ninety-five thousand zhang… My god!"

"Is this even human?"

"Holy shit!"

"What's his name again?"

"This time, I'm convinced!"

"Me too. Now I understand why Mingyue ran from Wang Dun in the Grand World—he's this strong?"

"Damn, even at Void Refinement he's got Dharma Body Manifestation?"

Countless prodigies at this moment broke out in goosebumps, every hair on their bodies standing on end.

Duan Feihong stared at the sky, murmuring to herself: "So… this kid isn't just arrogant—he truly has the power… Sigh… I was the one who imagined everything from the start!"

"He didn't need me… No—these two men didn't need a Wallbreaker at all!"

"He Pingsheng!" Wang Dun called from high above: "Can you go higher?"

He Pingsheng replied: "Of course…"

"Spear and Man as One, Ten Thousand Annihilations Return to Origin…"

"Open!"

He Pingsheng, infected by Wang Dun's boldness, unleashed all his power without holding back.

The purple-red rod instantly transformed into a black divine spear.

At that moment, He Pingsheng's body merged with the divine spear, piercing the void in one thrust and surging straight to one hundred thousand zhang.

Upon reaching one hundred thousand zhang, He Pingsheng did not stop—he kept climbing!

One hundred and five thousand zhang.

One hundred and ten thousand zhang!

Only at one hundred and ten thousand zhang did he finally halt.

Likewise, his massive Dharma Body emerged, standing tall in the heavens.

At this moment, he hovered directly above the Phoenix Empress!

"Good brother, wait for me…" Wang Dun roared with laughter: "Hahaha… A hall full of flowers drunk by three thousand guests, a single sword's frost chills fourteen states…"

"Sword… Open!"

Wang Dun sheathed his golden sickle and drew a crimson sword, slashing violently downward into the void.

His entire body transformed into a vast sword aura, instantly piercing the void and reaching one hundred and ten thousand zhang.

Looking down from his position, Wang Dun grinned at the Phoenix Elder: "Empress, you can go eat shit now!"

"Hahahaha…"

Below, Duan Feihong burst into exaggerated laughter.

Jin Gang, the Demon Emperor, and the Dalun Mingwang both smiled.

Countless onlookers wore smiles on their faces.

At this moment, the Phoenix Empress, hovering at one hundred thousand zhang, was more embarrassed than ever.

Everyone knew what she had intended.

Yet in the end, she failed utterly to achieve her goal.

So embarrassing!

Leave?

Or not leave?

Only now did she realize that at this moment, leaving was impossible, and not leaving was equally impossible!

This unbearable feeling was simply too unbearable!