Clashing Once More

Tang Yi swallowed hard. That arrogant, untamable Emperor-Robed Man had actually been hiding in the spiritual energy spring beneath his bed all this time. Just how lucky had Tang Yi been to survive until now by sheer chance?

The moment the First Emperor appeared, he overturned everyone's understanding of cultivation. In this era, the Spirit Transformation Stage was supposed to be the strongest—but what about that Emperor-Robed Man?

The majestic power he displayed had never existed even in myth and legend.

Yet this man, who possessed boundless divine might, now faced his opponent as though confronting a great enemy. He stared without blinking, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Though the newcomer was like a mortal, devoid of any aura, so ordinary that he seemed inferior even to a Qi Refining Stage cultivator.

The two men, identical in appearance yet worlds apart in bearing, silently faced one another. Ever since that declaration—"I am Human Emperor Jiang Li"—neither had spoken another word.

The First Emperor watched Jiang Li warily. He had never known defeat in his life: invincible among peers, invincible within his realm, until there were no opponents left.

He united the Nine Provinces, conquered the Myriad Realms, and grew braver with every battle, achieving feats unprecedented since ancient times—the Immortal World had been driven into a rout! The First Emperor's sole defeat had been that battle against Jiang Li in the Dream Realm.

In that battle, the First Emperor had lost wholeheartedly. He could not win; he truly could not win. Even after using his full strength, he still could not see the slightest possibility of turning the tables.

The gap had been far too great.

The First Emperor was not one to give up lightly. After his defeat, he quickly pulled himself together. If the gap was