"This feeling... is truly wondrous."
Looking at his own hands, Ye Lin muttered to himself.
Behind him, Li Sheng slowly closed his eyes and slept with the world forever.
Ye Lin, meanwhile, discovered a new ability. Yet he could not quite put into words what it did. It was wondrous, like the power of the mind.
With a thought from Ye Lin, his figure vanished from where he stood once more.
In a flash, he darted wildly through the Starry Sky.
It was as if he were teleporting.
Teleportation was something anyone could achieve once their cultivation reached a certain level.
Yet Ye Lin's teleportation left no trace of movement whatsoever. It was like spatial traversal, leaving behind not the slightest mark.
Even Ye Lin could not describe this method, this sensation.
He only knew that it was wondrous—very wondrous, extraordinarily wondrous.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Lin set the matter aside and turned his hand against the other three figures.
Even peerless prodigies with Chaos-grade aptitude were somewhat lacking before him.
Elsewhere, Li Jinhuang looked at the half-dead Heavenly Emperor before him with utter disdain.
"Get up. Continue the fight."
Holding two swords, Li Jinhuang slowly raised the Emperor Sword and pointed it at the Heavenly Emperor lying on the ground, shouting loudly.
"I told you to get up."
Seeing that the Heavenly Emperor remained unmoved, Li Jinhuang shouted again.
"Heh. The victor becomes king, the loser becomes bandit. This time, I admit it—I lost."
"If the Divine Beast Clan had not defected, if they had not stolen nearly sixty percent of my Heavenly Court's foundations, then with you alone, you would still have been far from a match for my Heavenly Court."
"Now, I have lost. I have been defeated. Kill me or carve me up—it is