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These figures radiated immense power, like gods and buddhas emerging from the void.
Each one had stepped into the Immortal path, and none of them were weak.
Three Immortals, plus the old ancestor from before, Otherworldly Zenith Palace had brought four Immortals.
Such power likely surpassed even some ordinary imperial lineages.
"Fight," the ancestor of Otherworldly Zenith Palace snorted coldly.
He then stepped into the air to stand with the three other figures, and the aura of the four surged into the sky.
Their energies connected faintly, suppressing this entire world.
Nearby, the Nine-Pill Ancestor frowned slightly.
Four Immortals versus their three, it was clear they were at a disadvantage.
At that moment, a loud "boom" rang out as a black arrow tore through the still sky.
It shattered everything in its path, bringing a destructive aura as it shot toward the ancestor of Otherworldly Zenith Palace.
That ancestor wasn't ordinary either, he summoned powerful energy around him to try and suppress the arrow.
But he clearly underestimated its power.
The black arrow pierced through his aura and went straight through the palm of his right hand before vanishing into the heavens.
"Pain!" the ancestor of Otherworldly Zenith Palace cried out.
Normally, with someone of his level, a pierced palm wouldn’t even register as pain.
But now, the aura of destruction spreading from it made him cry out.
Because what pierced him was no ordinary arrow.
The three other old ancestors focused their gazes toward the distance.
From the hazy void, a figure slowly walked forth.
He moved slowly, but the river of time swirled around him, and an ancient aura filled the air.
The endless void shattered beneath his feet.
Finally, the figure emerged from the void, his presence surging.
He wore white robes and held a curved bow in his hand.
A quiver was slung across his back.
Inside the quiver were seven arrows.
Each arrow was black-gold, gleaming sharply, with wisps of black energy circling their tips.
The bow in his hand was also black-purple, decorated with an image of a fierce beast roaring with its mouth wide open.
This bow radiated a sense of total destruction.
It felt like the source of annihilation itself.
"Qinghe, you’re here," the Baili Ancestor said with a smile.
Baili Qinghe, a name filled with legend.
He wasn’t a war general under an emperor.
Long ago, he had been the Holy Son of the Baili Imperial Clan.
In that era, many believed he was destined to become an emperor, calling him the Young Grand Emperor.
He had once challenged the Holy Sons of all eight imperial lineages on the Middle Continent alone, and returned victorious.
Unfortunately, in that era, he encountered someone even stronger.
Grand Empress Hongtian.
In the end, the Grand Empress outshone everyone, but Baili Qinghe was one of the few survivors of that great battle for Heaven's Will.
Immortal might surged around Baili Qinghe.
He held the World-Destroying Bow and the Thousand Calamities Arrows, Grand Emperor True Treasures once left behind by Grand Emperor Chang Kong.
"The Baili Imperial Clan still had someone like you hidden away," said the ancestor of Otherworldly Zenith Palace with a frown.
"Four versus four. Now it's fair," Baili Qinghe said, raising the World-Destroying Bow.
Destructive energy spread from the bow. The surrounding void shattered, glinting with endless light.
A Thousand Calamities Arrow shot out of the quiver, turning into a streak of black light and nocking itself on the bowstring.
"Kill!" With a low growl,
The ancestors of Otherworldly Zenith Palace surged forward with overwhelming power.
Spiritforce soared, winds and clouds swirled across the sky, immortal might roared, void shattered and reformed again and again.
Explosions rumbled nonstop.
The battle in the sky continued, as if the heavens themselves might collapse.
Everyone around watched the battle, it concerned their very survival.
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"Why didn’t you kill me just now?" Xu Zimo asked with a smile.
Gong Yun'er was silent for a long time before shaking her head and saying, "That’s not my style.
Either I truly defeat you, or even if I kill you, you’ll become a demon in my heart."
"I thought you had feelings for me," Xu Zimo joked.
"What are you saying?" Gong Yun'er lowered her head, hiding her expression, quickly denying it.
"I told you earlier, you’re interesting," Xu Zimo said. "Actually, you didn’t save me just now, you saved yourself."
"What do you mean?" Gong Yun'er asked in confusion.
"You’ll understand soon," Xu Zimo smiled.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps came from nearby.
Xu Zimo turned and saw Baili Xiao slowly walking toward him.
His expression darkened, he had too many feelings about this woman.
Everything from his past life was still fresh in his memory.
Even though Xu Zimo had defied fate and avoided repeating old mistakes, some things were etched into his bones.
"Talk?" Baili Xiao stopped in front of him and asked.
"What do you want to talk about?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Are you still Baili Xiao?"
"I am Baili Xiao, and also the Jade Purity Immortal," she replied calmly.
"Good," Xu Zimo said with a smile to himself. "Then I can really have fun with you."
"Your growth exceeded my expectations," Baili Xiao continued.
She looked into the distance, her pupils devoid of emotion, a strand of hair drifting in the wind.
"Unexpected?" Xu Zimo laughed loudly. "Are you scared?"
"You misunderstood me," Baili Xiao shook her head and said calmly. "Your fate was already sealed. From the moment you were born, it was set. By now, you should have been dead already."
"You speak like you control my life or death," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.
"I don’t, but someone else does," Baili Xiao replied calmly. "All the chaos in the world, we are just pieces on a chessboard. Life and death are decided by the one playing the game. But the player favors white pieces, so I’m white, and you’re black, the piece destined to lose."
"I don’t understand you," Xu Zimo said flatly.
"I’ve met many people who told me fate is fixed. But look, I’m still alive and well."
"You should have died. But you’re too unpredictable, and that upset the one playing the game," Baili Xiao said.
"Your fate is like a swamp. No matter how much you struggle, it’s just surviving. But in the end, the swamp will devour you completely."
"So what, you came to tell me to accept my fate? Stop struggling?" Xu Zimo smiled.
"No. I’m just curious," Baili Xiao shook her head.
"How did you obtain one of the Ten Primordial God-Scriptures, the Heaven-Shattering God-Scripture?"
Hearing her words, Xu Zimo’s eyes narrowed.