King-level invincible?

King Qitian was only one step away from reaching the level of a Universe Venerable in his comprehension of the laws, and he had recently felt that he was on the verge of grasping a complete high-level law. Had it not been for the large-scale emergence of precious treasures, he would have had no desire to set foot on the battlefield again.

With the struggle for the precious treasures now concluded, King Qitian watched the terrifying strength of Wu Yun, who had shattered King Zujin's divine body in a mere three exchanges, and felt the urge to spar.

He craved a battle, hoping to use this fight to gain insights that might allow him to break through his final bottleneck, at which point he would ascend in one step to become a Universe Venerable.

"King Black Rod, come down and fight!" King Qitian called out once more, his voice resounding across hundreds of millions of miles.

Countless King-Level Immortals surrounded them, watching intently. Even those outside the core battlefield did not leave, each activating their recording devices, preparing to observe this clash.

"If you seek defeat, I shall grant it to you." Wu Yun stepped through the void. How could he retreat even half a step at a time like this? Besides, the title of King Black Rod was also a way to harvest reputation points.

All the King-Level Immortals retreated, clearing a vast battlefield. The battle between these two was approaching the level of a Universe Venerable, enough to change the heavens and the earth.

King Qitian was a humanoid being, but he was certainly not of the human race. His hair was entirely silver, and his eyes held both red and blue hues, his gaze sharp.

Behind him were three strangely shaped precious weapons. They existed as a set, with a value comparable to top-tier precious treasures, appearing like a mix of blades and swords, utterly bizarre.

Once all the King-Level Immortals had moved far from the battlefield, the fight between the two was ready to ignite at any moment.

Without a sound, endless dust quietly emerged. It was King Qitian's domain-type precious treasure, blotting out the sky and sun, capable of suppressing a King-Level Immortal to the point where they could barely move.

This dust swirled for ten million kilometers, and each grain of dust was heavier than an ordinary life-bearing planet; one could only imagine what kind of heaven-defying mass that was.

Wu Yun similarly summoned his own domain-type precious treasure to counter it, then combined it with his Micro-particle Domain. No matter how much dust there was, it could not restrict him in the slightest.

Rumble!

Amidst the sky-filling ice and dust, the two held their weapons and clashed into a chaotic melee.

King Qitian was a warrior with remarkable close-quarters combat skills, but in front of Wu Yun, his level of technique was still too inferior. Within the Moonlit Pool, he had already cultivated his techniques to a terrifying level.

Every swing of the rod forced King Qitian into a difficult defense. Even though their strength was nearly identical, his opponent's moves were simply more profound.

That long rod was not a precious treasure, merely a custom-made item bought with high points, yet it forcefully suppressed King Qitian's three precious weapons. Wu Yun's rod work was simply too beautiful.

The black-gold iron rod carried an infinite aura of slaughter, dreamlike and illusory.

Space shattered under his rod, and countless micro-particles danced wildly. A scorching storm seemed ready to sweep across the eight wildernesses, and the black rod wove a sea of blood, drowning King Qitian within it.

"Such terrifying power. They can truly be called invincible among King-Level Immortals," King Zujin sighed. "Peak secret techniques, divine body amplitude, and numerous opportunities—only these can forge such an existence."

"His peak secret technique is even more brilliant than mine." The more King Qitian watched Wu Yun, the more shocked he felt. It was extremely rare for a King-Level Immortal to reach this stage.

To reach the limit of a King-Level Immortal, the vast majority relied on secret techniques that increased divine body amplitude, or they were special life forms with naturally higher genes.

Creating a peak secret technique could also reach the limit of a King-Level Immortal, but those who could achieve this step were far too few. King Qitian himself had only succeeded not long ago.

Of course, there were gaps even between peak secret techniques, and King Qitian was being suppressed by the profoundness of Wu Yun's techniques; he felt that his own moves could hardly touch his opponent.

Wu Yun's profoundness was strange, because the level of one's secret techniques was closely related to the level of one's skills.

Both had the law comprehension of the twentieth level of the Heavenly Bridge, yet some possessed top-tier secret techniques while others possessed peak ones. In terms of this world's standards, Wu Yun had not yet reached the twentieth level.

His level of technique came entirely from his other incarnations. Although they were from completely different worldviews, the techniques could be applied to the greatest extent.

A practitioner highly skilled in sword arts, rod arts, or palm arts—would they lose to a lower-level being just because they changed worlds? Even between source worlds, only the Dao of a Universe God was universal.

But in terms of technique, a Chaos-level being going to any source world would still be more profound than a Void True God or an Eternal True God.

"King Qitian is actually being completely suppressed?" The Mother Emperor Linyun watched, stunned. When King Zujin fought Wu Yun, he had been confused by illusions and couldn't react in time.

She had not expected King Qitian to be suppressed in a direct confrontation of moves.

The two had fought for over a dozen rounds when Wu Yun's rod suddenly became fierce, unleashing billions of rays of blood-colored light that tore through the defensive line King Qitian had constructed.

With one strike, King Qitian seemed to see the scene of a cosmic big bang: countless galaxies exploding, billions of lives lying dead, and even his own race being wiped out.

That black rod carried an endless sea of stars; it was so terrifying. King Qitian knew that what he saw was an illusion, but such a terrifying manifestation was something not even a Universe Master could achieve, let alone a King-Level Immortal.

"What a terrifying illusion." Deep within King Qitian's soul, a precious treasure stood guard, and he possessed powerful secret techniques, allowing him to break free in a short moment.

Whoosh!

Although he broke free from the illusion, the black rod was real, and it forcefully shattered the left side of King Qitian's body. Had he awakened half a second later, his entire divine body would have been pulverized.

"That was close," King Qitian exclaimed, but Wu Yun immediately followed up with the Samsara Absolute Kill Formation. Dense, tiny black rods shot toward him like a violent storm.

Clang, clang, clang!

Crisp sounds of weapons colliding rang out. These black rods were made of G-grade metal and enhanced with Heart Power, making them very difficult for King Qitian to handle.

He exhausted all his means, yet he was still struck several times, his divine body cracking further. King Qitian was filled with confusion; he felt that he was not facing a mere King-Level Immortal.

"I fear that the secret technique levels of many Universe Venerables are only on par with his." King Qitian prepared to unleash his ultimate move; he knew that if he continued to fight, he would only be trampled.

This battle had benefited him greatly, but King Qitian did not want to be defeated by Wu Yun. If he were to leave, he would do so with a flamboyant exit.

But Wu Yun would not let him have his way.

Whoosh!

Wu Yun's speed quickly increased to sub-light speed. He held his long rod high and swung it down like an axe, causing the cosmic space to collapse into countless flying micro-particles.

Every single micro-particle was caught on the rod, carrying infinite power as it smashed down fiercely.

"So fast." King Qitian was alarmed. A King-Level Immortal with such a high level of secret techniques and such extreme instantaneous speed was truly unrivaled among his peers.

I fear that even if a true Universe Venerable were to arrive, Wu Yun could rival them.

"Invincible King."

"No, that's not enough." King Zujin pointed out Wu Yun's shortcomings: "He doesn't possess sufficiently powerful defensive treasures or escape treasures, so he cannot yet be called an Invincible King."

A true Invincible King has absolutely no weaknesses and is even capable of fleeing in front of a Universe Venerable.

The few people present were only approaching that realm, yet none had ever truly managed to touch it.