Chapter 1 Collision

The void trembled, the Dongtian shook violently, and deep within the firmament, it seemed that stars were swaying.

The divine sword traversed the sky, crashing towards the towering and majestic sacred portal like a rainbow piercing the sun, its will unleashed to the extreme.

"Your Highness!"

Zhang Fengfu's body trembled violently. He straightened up, enduring the indescribable and overwhelming pressure. A bronze compass slowly emerged above his head:

"Your Highness, retreat quickly!"

Zhang Fengfu's heart pounded. He was about to risk death, breaking through this layer of invisible barrier to assist Long Xingyi.

The real collision had not yet begun, but the outcome seemed to be imprinted in the hearts of everyone present, including Long Xingyi.

Zhang Fengfu was anxious, and Zeng San sighed inwardly.

Only Long Xingyi, at this moment, had all thoughts extinguished. All his divine will cultivation was devoted to the sword. In his eyes, there was only this sword.

Only the sword.

Someone of his realm might not know the strength of each other before taking action, but once they did, they would inevitably know who was superior.

From the moment the Heavenly Gate appeared, he already knew that he would not be able to defeat this Daoist. His calculations were off.

This Daoist, suspected to be the reincarnation of a Great Xia Sage, was far stronger than he had been twenty years ago. He was no match.

But so what?

He had cultivated for ten thousand years, experienced countless battles, and cultivated diligently to this point. How could he be happy when facing the weak and retreat when facing the strong?!

Moreover, he had already foreseen the current scene.

"Ah!"

As thoughts raced and sound waves echoed, the dragon-shaped sword had already pierced through layers of void. Wherever it passed, all things were chaotic.

Everything, tangible and intangible, was gathered by the sword light, turning into firewood and burning fiercely, pushing the sword light half a step further at its extreme.

In the next moment, the earth-shattering sword light landed on the Heavenly Gate.

Om!

Great sound is silent, great form is formless!

At this moment, the sound and scene of the collision between the two had already surpassed the limits that mortals and even all the great cultivators present could capture.

To the point that time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Even Tu Ba, whose cultivation was the lowest, clearly saw this scene in the void that should not have been visible.

A world-shattering sword light was like a ridge spanning the heavens and the earth, like a spine carrying the heavens and the earth, rising from the ground, piercing through the endless void, and reaching the towering and sacred Heavenly Gate.

This scene was brief yet eternal.

Kakaka~

In the next instant, the invisible balance was broken in an instant. With terrifying tearing sounds, hideous and terrifying void cracks spread outward from the point of collision.

Countless cracks spread at unimaginable speed across the entire Mi Luo Dongtian, and even manifested in the real world along the invisible void.

Rumble!

Outside Panlong City, it was as if a meteor had fallen on the earth. The giant city shook, and as the earth trembled violently, thunderous explosions echoed for thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles, and even further away.

"What happened?! The sky is falling? A clash of supernatural powers?"

"This aura, could it be a battle between Yuanshen great cultivators?"

"Heavens! The earth is shaking, the city, the city walls are collapsing!"

Inside and outside Panlong City, there was an uproar. Regardless of their status or cultivation level, everyone was horrified and terrified after feeling this earth-shattering movement.

The Jing Yesi stationed in Panlong City and even masters from all sides were also horrified. One by one, they roared and rushed out of their residences, activating the city-protecting formation.

They even activated secret channels to send messages to the Great Zhou Imperial Court millions of miles away.

Panlong City was certainly not large, but its status was special. If it was destroyed under their protection, not to mention them, even their families and sects could not bear the consequences.

"This aura..."

Outside Panlong City, Yuan Xiang suddenly raised his head, looking at the torn clouds and the rapidly spreading terrifying fluctuations. His heart also jumped:

"Imperial pole annihilates the world?! A master of the Great Zhou Emperor lineage? Not good, Master!"

His heart was uneasy. Ignoring the obstruction of several Jing Yesi masters whose expressions had also changed drastically, his body shook, and his blood energy spurted out.

With one step, he had already shattered a large area of void. Before the formation of Panlong City closed, he plunged into Panlong City.

In the next instant, the world changed color.

In the shattered void, dazzling five-colored lights suddenly burst out. In an instant, they filled the entire formation, and even shook the formation, causing it to buzz and vibrate, almost shattering.

"This?!"

Yuan Xiang screamed and was slapped out by the divine light, spinning around. He opened his eyes in horror, only to see a sacred and majestic Heavenly Gate pressing down in the five-colored interwoven void, shattering a dazzling sword light!

This scene flashed and disappeared, and then, the boundless light exploded.

It brazenly tore apart the formation that had risen outside Panlong City, reaching straight into the sky, and exploded like the most brilliant fireworks in the world!

Countless streamers flew in all directions, leveling everything within ten thousand or even one hundred thousand miles.

Hu hu~

Within the Dongtian, five-colored mists covered the heavens and the earth, preventing everything from being destroyed in the collision.

But even so, the mountains, rivers, grass, and trees covered by the five colors were still in a mess, and countless spiritual fields were uprooted, causing Cai Xiaobai to cry out in heartache.

"So powerful..."

Yang Jian gazed at the sky, his eyes flickering, his heart swaying, and he was unable to calm down for a while.

How could he, who had only cultivated for more than ten years, have ever seen such a world-shattering battle of supernatural powers?

Even though this confrontation was extremely short, it was enough for him to remember for the rest of his life.

Hu~

The great sun swayed above the high sky, and boundless streamers flowed down like thousands of waterfalls, irrigating the earth like a spiritual spring, repairing the scars and giving life.

In the sky, Long Xingyi stood with his sword, looking directly at An Qisheng, who was examining his palm on the Dao platform, his expression wooden, and his eyes with a hint of awe.

In his palm, there was a sword mark that had not dissipated for a long time, and faintly, there was a golden color appearing.

His ultimate sword...

Long Xingyi's eyes dimmed slightly.

Between the two, the wind stopped and the clouds dispersed, as if everything before had never happened.

Was the victory already decided?

Looking at the scattered light rain, Zhang Fengfu's heart trembled, and he collapsed on the Dao platform, his heart filled with bitterness.

With the strength shown by this Daoist at this time, wouldn't the several encounters with him in the past twenty years be deliberate, just to lure the Crown Prince to take action today?

Zhang Fengfu's heart was bitter, but Zeng San's brows furrowed. Besides the two sides of the battle, he was the only one who had watched the previous collision carefully.

'Long Xingyi's Huangtian Dharma Body is flawed!'

This was Zeng San's first thought, and his second thought was, 'This Hongxuan Daoist showed mercy...'

And the third thought was doubt.

Since Long Xingyi guessed that Hongxuan Daoist was the reincarnation of a Great Xia Sage, why did he come alone?

With his status, at the time of the Heaven Worship Assembly, it was not impossible to summon hundreds of Yuanshen great cultivators.

Unless...

Zeng San's thoughts changed, and Zhang Fengfu gradually calmed down and also thought of this.

"Long Xingyi..."

On the Dao platform, An Qisheng lowered his eyes to the sword mark in his palm. As his thoughts turned, the Dao Yi Diagram glowed with dots of light, flowing like water.

In an instant, it turned into flowing text:

[Consumed 9,997,000 Dao points (Exotic treasure concealed, no Yuanshen imprint held, total of a hundred times consumption)]

[Long Xingyi (12453/......)]

[Bloodline: Direct descendant of the seventh generation of Emperor Yan]

[Fate trajectory one: Born in the Huangtian Six Paths Realm, the Earth Immortal Dao, the Southern Zhan Continent, the Great Zhou Dynasty... At the time of birth, nine red lights circled the room for a hundred days without dissipating. A sorcerer deduced his fate and judged him as 'rebellious'. If his mother had not protected him with her life, he would have almost died on the day of his birth...]

[However, he was eventually resented by others. From birth to death, he was imprisoned in a prison. Until his death, he did not know how many colors there were in the world...]

[After his death, his soul was not reconciled. He encountered a strange encounter in the void and returned to the year of his birth, living out his second life!]

[In this life, he deeply knew his own predicament, but he was no longer willing to wait for death. Unwilling to be bound by a single prophecy, with the help of his mother's clan, he finally obtained the recognition of the 'Imperial Pole Annihilates the World Great Supernatural Power'. He learned the Imperial Pole Supernatural Power and used it to step out of the cage...]

[For the next hundred years, he swept away his peers. For the next thousand years, he wiped out all those who competed with him. For the next thousand years, his merits were profound, forcing the Great Zhou Emperor to retreat into seclusion. As the Crown Prince, he supervised the Great Zhou!]

[After ten thousand years, he broke the Great Liang and the Feather Transformation Second Dynasty. The Emperor's sword traversed the sky, destroying all resistance. He finally unified the Southern Zhan! He abandoned the title of Son of Heaven and returned to the position of Human Emperor!]

[In the 12,000th Era of the Imperial Calendar, 84,000 years, the Great Zhou finally developed a great momentum. Taking the 3,000 Feather Transformation battleships as a guide, he built 90,000 Great Zhou battleships, intending to cross east to the Eastern Victory, west to the Western He, and north to the Northern Ju, wanting to achieve the achievements that his ancestors had not achieved...]

[However, he encountered a celestial change. A god returned after tribulation, angered by his unfilial piety, cleansed the human world with great supernatural powers, and finally sighed 'Time waits for no one' before drawing his sword to the sky. He was destroyed by heavenly punishment, and the Emperor died before tens of thousands of people.]

[Evaluation: Four and a half stars. Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, Three Sacrifices to Heaven, Earth, and Man, a Manifest Saint, the ultimate Heavenly Immortal, the foundation of creation]

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"Descendant of the seventh generation of Emperor Yan... a second-life reborn person... abandoning the Son of Heaven to restore the Human Emperor... the ultimate of creation... four and a half stars..."

Various texts flowed and changed in the depths of his eyes, but the Dao information contained in them was hundreds of millions of times more than the texts themselves.

Twenty years ago, after the two fought, An Qisheng used the Dao Yi Diagram to spy on Long Xingyi's fate trajectory, who also had an exotic treasure on him.

Today's meeting naturally also had his plans in it.

He wanted to spread the True Spirit Rank Chart to the four continents of the world. Perhaps he could do it with his own strength alone, but he could not think of doing anything else.

However, upon seeing him this time, this Long Xingyi had indeed been reborn, knowing some secrets, and coming to the door, seemingly with other purposes...

In the scattered light rain, Long Xingyi's expression was calm, but when he looked at the Dongtian world, which had calmed down and seemed to have not suffered too much damage, he had a moment of trance.

Defeating the sword of his life's cultivation, and being able to protect the Dongtian from being destroyed by the collision, the power displayed in this was no longer something he could achieve at this time.

Clearly, twenty years ago, when he fought against his incarnation, he was still reluctant and dared not show himself in person.

Only twenty years...

"I lost..."

In the breeze, Long Xingyi's figure flickered like the wind, but his eyes were always fixed on An Qisheng: "You, are you Him?"

Meeting Long Xingyi's complicated gaze, An Qisheng was silent for a moment, and then nodded.