He Doesn't Care if He Lives

The White-robed Saint King froze for a moment, and at last, a grave look surfaced in his eyes.

Having one arm smashed apart did not anger him much. On the contrary, he was somewhat delighted.

"Good, good! Excellent!"

"A mere ant of the Mighty Expert Realm can fight this old man to such an extent with the aid of a single Immortal Root. That only proves how powerful this Immortal Root is. If this old man obtains it, I may perhaps possess the bearing to become a Great Emperor!"

The Young Heavenly Emperor's face was frosty.

He leaped into the sky and stood opposite the old man. "Did you kill my sister?"

The White-robed Saint King chuckled, shaking his head before nodding. "Perhaps I did, perhaps I did not. I do not know who your sister is."

"However."

The White-robed Saint King pointed toward the cliff. "All the children over there were killed by this old man."

"I'll wipe out your entire clan!!"

Staring at the unruffled old man, Gu Changqing spoke through gritted teeth.

The White-robed Saint King smiled indifferently. "You are not qualified."

Yet the smile on his face did not last long before abruptly freezing.

Because the aura of the youth before him, who had only just broken through to the Mighty Expert Realm, began rising once more at an utterly terrifying speed.

Outside the mirror, the cultivators were dumbfounded.

"Again!!!"

Although they understood in their hearts that the cultivation speed of this Heavenly Emperor could not be judged by common sense.

They were still stunned!

Damn it, this was completely unreasonable—he broke through whenever he said he would!

"He's trying to break into the Half-Saint Realm, isn't he?"

"Without entering sainthood, he ultimately has no right to stand against a Saint."

The cultivators' gazes turned solemn, yet they could not help but wonder, "Just how did he do it?!"

The Heavenly Emperor's Primary Consort, Empress Yaochi, was visibly moved. Starlight seemed to gleam within her eyes as she spoke with a complicated expression, "It is the power of the Immortal Root. He is wringing the Immortal Root dry."

"And he is using his twelve Divine Meridians and Dao Palace as stakes, forcibly raising his realm!" Jiang Minghuang was likewise deeply stirred.

He seemed to gradually understand why Gu Changqing's Dao foundation had been shattered when he saw him again.

It was not because the Immortal Root had been dug out, nor because someone had destroyed it, but because he had forced himself to that point.

"He doesn't care if he lives..."

Hearing this, every cultivator was moved.

Forcibly raising one's realm was not without backlash. On the contrary, the backlash was immense.

It was a gamble with one's future path of cultivation.

"For an unrelated younger sister, he was actually willing to go this far..."

Countless cultivators sighed.

If Gu Changqing had left then, everyone believed that before long, the most astonishing Great Emperor in history would have emerged.

Yet for an unrelated younger sister.

He had staked everything!

"Back then, you could give up everything for me. But now, why has a mere Immortal Root made you so heartless?"

Gu Youwei was incomparably moved, her delicate fists clenched tightly.

"Die!"

A voice that shook heaven and earth exploded like thunder.

Gu Changqing's fist shot forth like a dragon, and amid its roar, one punch blasted open an abyss in space.

"Even a Half-Saint is but an ant!!"

The White-robed Saint King still spoke with contempt, but his actions were not careless in the slightest.

After all, this was a monstrous genius who had blocked a Saint King's strike at the Mighty Expert Realm. By now, he had become several degrees more serious.

Bang!

Palm met fist.

Ripples burst across the sky, and great waves of laws surged and heaved like an erupting volcano. Everything tangible and intangible was annihilated into dust by that collision.

The White-robed Saint King's all-out strike had barely managed to fight the Young Heavenly Emperor to a draw.

"What kind of freak is this?!"

At last, shock rose in the White-robed Saint King's expression. He cursed, "I'll grind you to death, old man! You forcibly elevated your realm—I'll see how long you can hold out!"

"That old fellow is shrewd. Knowing he couldn't defeat the Heavenly Emperor in a short time, he chose to wear him down and wait for the Heavenly Emperor's realm to plummet."

Outside the scene, a cultivator analyzed.

"It seems the Heavenly Emperor was worn down to the brink of death, and in the end, that old devil dug out his Immortal Root."

By this point, everyone had already guessed the outcome.

They could not help but sigh inwardly.

A peerless genius of a generation had been ruined just like that by a shameless old devil.

As the two battled, the Jade Void Sacred Land was leveled into a flat plain, while the mountains and rivers across tens of thousands of miles around them crumbled away.

After several thousand exchanges, neither could gain the upper hand!

But just when everyone believed Gu Changqing would eventually be worn to death—

"Die!"

A vast roar rang out as Gu Changqing burned his Dao Palace and Divine Meridians, unleashing a terrifying strike!

The divine might of this strike even brushed against the threshold of the Supreme.

Even time and space were pierced through.

At the end of the River of Time and Space, a hazy radiance spilled down.

Faintly visible within it was a sacred land beyond this realm, brimming with spiritual energy and shrouded in violet qi.

Terror finally appeared on the White-robed Saint King's face. He stared in stunned disbelief at the true dragon of laws barreling toward him.

"Monster!"

The word escaped him involuntarily.

Though he knew this strike was Gu Changqing's final gamble, he still could not suppress his terror.

Before this attack, even he—a Saint King-level existence—felt a sense of crisis unlike any he had ever known.

"Come!"

With a wave of his hand, endless chains of laws surged from the heavens, weaving into a net that surrounded him.

Yet even a Saint King's full-force defense—

Before that dragon of laws, it was like paper. In an instant, the net of laws was torn apart, and endless laws, like a tidal surge, pierced through the White-robed Saint King's body.

This peerless Saint King, who by his own strength had made the Zhao Kingdom glorious for a thousand years and allowed the Jade Void Palace to run rampant for tens of thousands of years—

Fell in a single day.

After deflecting Cao Yuwei's attack this time, Mei Gongzi did not rush to counterattack. She merely stood where she was without moving.

Cao Yuwei furrowed his brow slightly. Was this little girl's perception truly so keen? After he had formed armor from flames, he still had other methods at his disposal. If Mei Gongzi had followed up with an attack, he was confident he could use that method to restrain her. But Mei Gongzi did not advance, forcing the ability he had poised to unleash to be interrupted.

His battle saber slashed out once more, its formidable saber intent even stronger than before. Cao Yuwei moved with the saber, man and blade as one, charging straight at Mei Gongzi.

The Heavenly Secret Plume in Mei Gongzi's hand once again formed the Heavenly Mysterious Circle, and with an instantaneous teleportation, she switched positions. While neutralizing her opponent's attack, she also broke his lock-on. In the next instant, she was already on the other side. Golden-red light flashed across Cao Yuwei's body, and if she had not evaded swiftly enough, another ability would undoubtedly have descended upon her.

A battle of attrition! She seemed intent on competing with Cao Yuwei in endurance.

Yet no one questioned the origin of this ability. After all, the Peacock Demon Race's greatest innate gift was Stellar Transposition. Her technique bore an uncanny resemblance to Stellar Transposition.

After deflecting Cao Yuwei's attack this time, Mei Gongzi did not rush to counterattack. She merely stood where she was without moving.

Cao Yuwei furrowed his brow slightly. Was this little girl's perception truly so keen? After he had formed armor from flames, he still had other methods at his disposal. If Mei Gongzi had followed up with an attack, he was confident he could use that method to restrain her. But Mei Gongzi did not advance, forcing the ability he had poised to unleash to be interrupted.

His battle saber slashed out once more, its formidable saber intent even stronger than before. Cao Yuwei moved with the saber, man and blade as one, charging straight at Mei Gongzi.

The Heavenly Secret Plume in Mei Gongzi's hand once again formed the Heavenly Mysterious Circle, and with an instantaneous teleportation, she switched positions. While neutralizing her opponent's attack, she also broke his lock-on. In the next instant, she was already on the other side. Golden-red light flashed across Cao Yuwei's body, and if she had not evaded swiftly enough, another ability would undoubtedly have descended upon her.

A battle of attrition! She seemed intent on competing with Cao Yuwei in endurance.