Beyond the realm lay a battlefield of dark hollows, cold and deathly still, unchanged through the ages.
Two burly figures stood in outer space, treading upon empty space as though they were two ancient extraterrestrial gods and demons. Their auras drew upon one another as they faced off.
"Monkey, back then the Holy Emperor of Fighting lost to my uncle by a single move. Do you intend to repeat the outcome of that battle from the Ancient Era?"
Great Sage Kun Zhou's gray hair hung loose, while vast scenes of heaven and earth being born rose within his eyes.
"I am not my imperial brother, and neither are you Di Que."
The Fighting Saint King sneered, declaring that Kun Zhou was unworthy of being mentioned in the same breath as either of them.
At the same time, his essence, energy, and spirit began to rise, gradually reaching their peak.
"Kun Zhou, this king shall send you on your way!"
Before Great Sage Kun Zhou could say anything more, he heard a furious roar that seemed capable of swallowing mountains and rivers. The Fighting Saint King, his fur gleaming crystalline, raised an Immortal Precious Iron Rod and smashed it down.
In an instant, immortal light blazed, auspicious radiance shot into the heavens, and the supreme imperial might raged.
"Excellent!"
The light in Kun Zhou's lead-gray eyes suddenly surged. He praised him, his aura merging with the Primordial Emperor Gourd above his head as thousands upon thousands of immortal blossoms rushed forth from his body.
It was as though he had transformed into a true ancient divine emperor, wielding an imperial weapon in battle.
The Primordial Emperor's treasure was a primal-chaos gourd, dark azure all over. It appeared to have grown from a genuine plant of the Great Dao rather than having