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“Kill you.”

Such simple words.

“Kill you.”

Such an indifferent sentence.

The person in front of him unexpectedly didn’t give Zhuang Gao Xian the feeling of a “person.”

He understood “people” to be a kind of fragile creature with many weaknesses. As long as you could find their vital points, you could easily grasp them, manipulate them, and use them.

Fame, power, emotions, all were very useful tools.

And he was very skilled at capturing people’s emotions, driving them to death, and controlling them like flies.

But the person in front of him was too different.

Too calm, too distant.

Seemingly uncaring about anything in this world.

Even when talking about killing someone, he was so unruffled.

One couldn’t even use the word cruel to describe him.

He seemed to be simply stating a natural fact, yet it also seemed especially profound.

This person was impossible to persuade.

When Zhuang Gao Xian realized this point, he no longer did anything futile, no longer said any useless words.

His Primordial Spirit body began to soar high, enlarge, its momentum overwhelming everything around. His divine consciousness swept out, reaching into the fundamentals of this world beneath the chaotic heavenly dome. The Son of Heaven Primordial Spirit only wanted to control the “self,” to grasp the “true.”

The Primordial Spirit had already risen like a mountain, propping up the heavenly dome. Compared to the approaching indifferent man, it was as tiny as an ant.

But he still walked forward, seemingly uncaring about his own world being destroyed.

The heavenly dome peeled away, the sea of clouds collapsed.

This world was perishing!

A true person’s Primordial Spirit fundamentally cannot be imprisoned.

Everything around was distorting, including the person who was still walking towards him…

In a certain instant, everything collapsed.

The Son of Heaven Primordial Spirit completely crushed this world, cut off the false, and finally saw that trace of truth—

His body was no longer in the sea of clouds, and the heavenly dome was no longer chaotic.

The sky was calm, the clouds and sunlight were ordinary.

Zhuang Gao Xian frowned. It was exactly this ordinariness that was too extraordinary!

He found himself standing in a quiet small courtyard. The courtyard was very ordinary, with a lounge chair, a lazy fat orange cat, and a person sitting on the threshold, holding a bowl and about to eat.

The bowl was very full.

White rice, oily green vegetables, and braised pig trotters in sauce.

The person was very simple.

Ordinary features. He lifted his head and looked at the uninvited guest, his eyes indifferent and distant.

This was the small orange fat cat’s deep courtyard, Wang Chang Ji’s exclusive divine soul battlefield.

In his life, this was the only place he could call “home.”

Zhuang Gao Xian wanted to see the “true” of this world. Now he saw it.

This was not a happy thing.

He had already released his Primordial Spirit power to such an extent, yet he was still unable to escape the battlefield!

This undoubtedly explained that the seemingly ordinary person in front of him could indeed contend with his Primordial Spirit, at least at the divine soul level.

No wonder he dared to pull his Primordial Spirit into the battlefield. No wonder he dared to directly confront and kill the Son of Heaven Primordial Spirit.

Among the absolute top divine arrivals in the world, he had actually encountered a second one today!

Was His Majesty perhaps some evil demon outsider, a chief culprit, who would finally be jointly suppressed by those protagonists blessed with fate and luck?

He had a moment of daze, but immediately cut off this daze.

The lord of four thousand li of mountains and rivers, the emperor of the Great Zhuang revival, a generation’s wise ruler, a hero covering the world!

His Majesty was also the protagonist of his own life, a great existence who must leave his name in history.

Those who haven’t grown up yet, well, they just won’t grow up anymore.

At this moment, the person sitting on the threshold had already silently stopped using his chopsticks, put down his bowl, stood up, and walked towards the courtyard, towards Zhuang Gao Xian.

Zhuang Gao Xian unfurled his robe sleeves, the Son of Heaven’s face welcoming him.

Grand momentum tilted mountains and seas; he wanted to crush and kill this thief head-on!

But an accident happened again.

To be precise, before the accident happened, he had already keenly sensed it.

For someone accustomed to controlling everything, always planning before acting, “accident” simply meant “danger.”

Zhuang Gao Xian suddenly turned back.

What alerted him was the courtyard door.

This was no ordinary door.

When he used his True Eye to penetrate it, he saw an ancient, majestic, supreme noble stone door!

It was the Heavenward Gate!

This door was just pushed open. The majestic Jiang Wang, holding a sword, walked into this place with a treasure-like appearance.

Behind this person’s head was a circle of Buddha light. At this moment, it was the Bodhisattva body.

Looking over Jiang Wang into the courtyard beyond, after the mesmerizing light and colors of the Six Desires, Zhuang Gao Xian saw brilliant fireworks, flying fire sparrows, a city blazing with flames.

He didn’t recognize where this was, only understanding that in this strange divine soul battlefield, he would welcome a cruel fight.

He opened his wide sleeves, indicating acceptance with the status of the Son of Heaven.

This was absolutely an unprecedented divine soul war.

Appearing for the first time in this world.

Wang Chang Ji’s exclusively created divine soul killing field, combined with Jiang Wang’s Heavenward Gate, and all of it loaded into the city burning with fireworks.

Discarding all divine soul foundations, technique talents, the tacit understanding of absolute top heavenly talents fighting… Wang Chang Ji’s “home” was also in Maple Forest City!

At this moment, they had already made the biggest determination: to thus fight and kill Zhuang Gao Xian’s Primordial Spirit.

The so-called Primordial Spirit is built with the divine soul as the core, the Dao veins soaring like dragons as the body shell, combining to form one, refining the spirit into a deity.

There is an essential gap between spiritual consciousness and divine consciousness, divine soul and Primordial Spirit.

For the former to kill the latter was originally like mud hitting iron stone, originally it should be futile, leaving no mark and causing no damage.

But within this fiercely burning flame of Maple Forest City, within the small courtyard where Wang Chang Ji once resided alone for a year… Under the suppression of the Heavenward Gate inherited from Emperor Qi Wu, and the deterrence of Wang Chang Ji’s exclusively created divine soul killing field.

Unexpectedly, there was actually a possibility of fighting.

Two of the world’s absolute top young people, with their divine soul bodies, unhesitatingly pounced towards the Son of Heaven Primordial Spirit. Each of them had their own killing methods, thunder and fire were different, and they would make this “possibility” a reality!

Water droplets can pierce stone, not to mention when the stone is already rotten!

Zhuang Gao Xian was absolutely not careless. Instead, he truly regarded them as opponents. With the Son of Heaven Primordial Spirit, wearing the emperor’s crown and robes, at this moment decreeing the Jade Void as true, his whole body was jade-colored!

The Dao country received the seal, a proper sealed Son of Heaven.

His Primordial Spirit was incomparably noble, a magnificent high court, and his mouth decreed: “Receive the mandate from heaven, both long life and eternal prosperity!”

Above his head, boundless jade colors condensed, wind and clouds gathered to see dragons and tigers, forming a Son of Heaven seal!

He wanted to use this Son of Heaven seal to forcefully resist the Heavenward Gate, to take this divine soul killing field, this blazing city, as state property. Then, with a single thought, he would arbitrarily kill.

But this war was not ordinary.

As soon as the Son of Heaven seal appeared, a rotating thunder pool appeared at the edge of the sky.

This pool was immeasurably deep, bottomless, like the eye of heaven!

Wang Chang Ji pointed a finger at the sky, and endless thunder light, receiving its guidance, continuously whipped the Son of Heaven seal, like a three thousand zhang waterfall of thunder light.

A tyrannical ruler without the Dao is punished by heaven!

Jiang Wang had just entered the courtyard. Inside his red eyes, a fierce sun flew out, forming a brilliant eternal sun war chariot, traveling in the violent, shining thunder light waterfall. Heavenly horses neighed and raised their hooves, their hooves stepping on the Son of Heaven’s jade seal!

The Dry Yang pupils obtained from the old Yang imperial family had already been supplemented with true secrets by Ji Yan Ru, fully opening the entire article. By now, they had long been transformed into the Dry Yang red pupils within Jiang Wang.

This killing method was precisely the authority he displayed after fusing through it.

Different from the original version’s golden magnificence and intent in authority. His sun war chariot was more firm and fierce, focused on charging and killing.

Zhuang Gao Xian’s palm power extended four thousand li; he was already at the peak of his life, the ultimate of national power.

But compared to old Yang, how tiny was that?

The Ji surname dynasty once held world hegemony, was the lord of the Eastern Domain, once contended with the Jing country!

When the old Yang imperial family’s sun war chariot patrolled the world, a country lord like Zhuang Gao Xian could only prostrate!

The so-called Son of Heaven seal was struck flying by the sun war chariot, and instantly dimmed.

For a time, it lost its brilliance, spinning in the air, whipped by the thunder light.

And the killing moves from both front and back all approached.

Wang Chang Ji walked leisurely, and wherever he passed, thunder thrived. Electric light turned ten thousand times, and in an instant, the whole courtyard drifted like a sea of thunder.

Jiang Wang even held the Cave Gold Clapper in his palm, using it as a sword, rushing to stab the country lord!

In this world, who would dare to turn their back on Jiang Wang, and who would dare to let Wang Chang Ji make a move?

Zhuang Gao Xian extended both hands flatly, pressing downwards, and illusions of mountains and waters appeared around him.

The mountain was Qi Chang, the water was Qing Jiang.

They circled around him, suppressing thunder and deterring gold.

Although this body was outside the border, imperial power was solely grasped. The power of the mountains and the power of the waters could also be commanded to act.

Of course, it wasn’t as strong as within the Zhuang country border, but it was enough to establish mountains and ring waters here, divide the five elements, and establish authority. With the true ring body, he resisted the suppression of this divine soul killing field.

But how could Jiang Wang and Wang Chang Ji let him have his way?

The Cave Gold Clapper first struck into it, then thunder snakes ran rampant, tearing the mountain shadow.

The five elements were all in chaos, the situation hard to stabilize. The three people just mixed together in this way, fighting until the sky was dark and the earth obscure in the divine soul world, without sun or moon light.

Divine soul struggle was originally instantaneous.

But when Jiang Wang and Wang Chang Ji joined hands, under the situation of the Heavenward Gate sealing the door, the thunder pool paving the divine soul killing field, they fought the Son of Heaven Primordial Spirit to a draw…

The victory or defeat of the external body became the key again.

Zhuang Gao Xian’s Primordial Spirit leaving his body was originally meant to solve the fight in one move, but now not only did it not help the situation, his Primordial Spirit also fell into a bitter battle, causing him to miss the timing to respond, truly facing danger!

That divine ability Son of Heaven sword was too sharp, especially with its suppression on him, a country lord. He pinned his hope on the Primordial Spirit, but the Primordial Spirit was already entangled. In the electric light and flint instant, as the fight approached, he suddenly lifted a palm—

Divine ability, South Point North Go!

Zhao Ru Cheng retreated rapidly, as if he had been as firm as he was upon arrival.

He did indeed resolve the imminent danger.

But he released Jiang Wang!

Under the constraint of South Point North Go, Jiang Wang was like walking alone at the edge of the sky. His blazing, boundless momentum, his incomparably fierce sword intent, bloomed like fireworks in the distant sky.

How brilliant, but absolutely not dangerous.

But no matter in how desolate a corner, no matter in how lonely a time…

This person always moved forward.

He walked alone through a long time, a lonely world, finally waiting for this moment.

Move the North Dipper, the world becomes winter.

The body becomes three realms, creating the world to gain truth.

Long Xiang Si emitted an impatient whistle. The Qing Yun mark appeared and disappeared so frequently that the illusion of a Qing Yun Pavilion manifested behind him.

And then all the light and shadows disappeared.

Jiang Wang chopped out his sword.

The sun and moon pass the sky, no fireflies are seen.

This heart is bright, whom does it illuminate?

Like a sun rising on the horizon, at this moment, his light is unmatched in the world!

This is his third sword on the path of Dao—

All become today’s me!

My experiences, my feelings, my choices, all along the way… let me become today’s me.

Zhuang Gao Xian, do you know how I walked to stand before you?

Do you know how I can draw my sword and point it directly at you?

How much has been experienced on this path. How much has been experienced!

Jiang Wang didn’t speak a word.

Only his sword whistled!

When this sword illuminated the world, it had already chopped.

Zhuang Gao Xian releasing Jiang Wang to retreat from the Son of Heaven sword was undoubtedly drinking poison to quench his thirst!

Now it was time for the poison to take effect!

Jiang Wang’s sword could not be described, could not be observed. Because everything, including gazes, was absorbed, stirred, and conquered.

When this sword came out, the world lost its color.

Zhuang Gao Xian hastily raised wind and thunder to block this sword, and he was no exception.

The Yong Son of Heaven pendant sword seized from Han Xu was instantly chopped apart!

His Ping Tian crown was also cut flat!

The pendant beads flew scattered, making the sound of broken jade.

Several strands of broken hair floated in the air!

What a majestic Son of Heaven, actually so embarrassed!

Zhu Wei Wo’s firewood-exhausted spear in his palm flew up for a moment, like a golden crow flapping its wings: “Your Majesty, why do you perform such a grand ceremony, removing your crown to see us!”

He had sat dry in the Mountain Sea Realm during those times.

He collected his edge little by little.

And at this moment, he released it little by little!

Up to now, Zhuang Gao Xian was not truly injured, at most the scene was a bit ugly. A few strands of hair were chopped off, not even noticeable if one didn’t look carefully.

But the sudden collapse of a ten-thousand-zhang high building also begins with that initial tremor.

When the Son of Heaven loses his tripod, various lords jointly pursue it.

When the Son of Heaven loses his momentum, the world jointly suppresses it!

At this moment, his emperor’s crown was cut off by Jiang Wang’s sword. What he had suppressed earlier was now like a surging tide returning, successively descending!

The firewood-exhausted spear found a gap and came, its edge unmatched, piercing his external defense. And the True Sun Fire gathered at one point, again pointing at his brow center.

The Forward Dragon Light Shooting Constellation thoroughly tore space, again stabbing his heavenly spirit.

Qin Guang Wang’s death curse green light instantly dyed his crown and robes, unexpectedly turning his jade clothes into green robes. Zhuang Gao Xian, with his body full of green intent, looked somewhat ridiculous and laughable.

Zhao Ru Cheng and his Son of Heaven sword were pushed far away, but Jiang Wang and his Long Xiang Si were in front of him, fighting him in inches of space!

That light and shadow of the three realms turning made Zhuang Gao Xian very uncomfortable. But his momentum was suppressed, and he surprisingly couldn’t shake it off for a while! This person, Jiang Wang, was indeed unmatched in killing.

The others, etc., were accustomed to checking for leaks and filling in deficiencies.

No, one cannot merely say it is checking for leaks and filling in deficiencies. These people were not only skilled at finding opportunities, but also good at creating opportunities. Not only could they mend leaks, but they all truly possessed the ability to injure him!

The most fatal thing was that these fierce attacks did not occur simultaneously. These people were very good at controlling the rhythm of the fight. Their attacks had an order like big waves washing sand, one rising, one falling, continuous and endless.

Zhuang Gao Xian, with his scattered hair bun, couldn’t struggle out of the gap at all.

The fight in the divine soul world was also affected. Originally, he had a hidden upper hand, but now the courtyard was full of thunder light, and heavenly fire burned his Primordial Spirit. Jiang Wang fought more bravely, chopping out unmatched killing power on both the physical and divine soul levels!

Zhuang Gao Xian found himself… unexpectedly suppressed.

And it was an all-around suppression!

Close combat, long range…

Physical body, divine soul…

Sword techniques, spear techniques, curse techniques, flying swords, Son of Heaven dragon qi, Dao techniques, divine abilities…

Unexpectedly, not a single path could counterattack.

Clearly, he could have an absolute advantage against any single person, but everywhere he was restricted. Just pressed down for one round, and unexpectedly, he couldn’t straighten his body again!

A long defense is bound to fail, not to mention this was within the opponent’s preset battlefield.

Zhuang Gao Xian knew his emotions couldn’t be like this, so he shook his body.

At this moment, he didn’t hesitate to shake the Son of Heaven’s heart, ringing the inner scene divine bell of the secret pass of Jade Capital Mountain.

This bell executed demons and purged evil, its divine might was the heaviest.

It was a life bell, not easily rung.

The divine bell’s inner scene was different for each person.

And he borrowed this divine bell, transmitting the Son of Heaven’s anger with its might, decreeing: “Son of Heaven’s decree, one thief must be killed! Violators of the decree shall all be executed!”

Invisible ripples with substance instantly pushed away the approaching attacks and obstructed the entangled and restless Jiang Wang.

Then, within this gap, Zhuang Gao Xian rose up.

His crown and robes fluttered, making a rustling sound, facing the dragon light shooting constellation and overlooking the human world. He wanted to reorganize the war situation and contend for the first place again!

Under the addition of the inner scene divine bell, wind and thunder formed an array around him, like imperial guards gathering. Jade Void qi shook into the Son of Heaven’s ceremonial guard, its might surging fiercely, making common people prostrate.

These things made him possess vast heaven and earth, shaking off the cramped situation, looking around for a time feeling heroic.

The Son of Heaven patrols, all evils keep away!

But at this moment, a dignified young man, in Zhuang Gao Xian’s astonished gaze, walked over in a few steps.

The infinite wind and thunder seemed to have no effect on him. The Son of Heaven’s ceremonial guard fundamentally did not exist for him.

Yet he raised his firewood knife, like he had chopped wood a billion times in the past, lonely, seeming to chop a mountain as he chopped down—

Zhuang Gao Xian fell down again!

Already ranked seventh on both lists, thank you everyone, everyone is extraordinary!

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