And yet.
Facing the stern warning of this ancient progenitor of the Foreign Territory, Ye Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm as still water.
His robes snapped in the astral gale of time and space, and not a trace of fear showed in his eyes.
"I am the Heavenly Emperor. No law can touch me; I fear no karma. Whatever backlash comes, I shall suppress it with a single punch."
Ye Xuan's voice was not raised, yet it rang as clearly as divine thunder from the Nine Heavens through every corner of eternal time and space.
His words carried an unparalleled dominance that stood above the Great Dao and looked down upon antiquity, the present, and the future.
Below, the protected Shi Hao and little Heavenly Horned Ant felt their blood boil, as though a blazing fire had ignited in their chests.
This was true invincible bearing—one that did not even place the karma of eternity in its eyes.
As his words fell, the incarnations of the two supreme giants exchanged no further words. They charged straight into the chaotic void beyond the domain and began a world-shaking battle.
Within the chaotic void, there were no directions, no passage of time.
Kun Di unleashed the supreme ancient arts of the Foreign Territory, and phantoms of ancient Demon Gods emerged behind him one after another.
With one hand, he held aloft the Immortal Refining Pot, from whose mouth poured gray beams capable of annihilating an era.
Every sweep carried the terrifying might to destroy a thousand great worlds, as he swore to suppress and kill Ye Xuan here once and for all.
Meanwhile, Ye Xuan's flesh radiated a resplendent golden, glass-like gleam, indestructible through countless tribulations.
He formed the Heavenly Emperor Fist Seal, his plain and