The sixth day of the seventh month.
West Heaven Summit.
A colossal stone pillar, a thousand zhang tall, stood between sea and sky, reaching straight into the heavens. Majestic and magnificent, it seemed the very fulcrum holding up heaven and earth.
Rumble!
Air churned and boiled, visibly compressed from far in the distance, rolling forward like a surging tide with a thunderous roar.
On the broad sea nearly twenty li from West Heaven Summit, great waves twisted like dragons, soaring dozens, even hundreds of zhang into the air.
Hurricanes shrieked, turning into countless sharp blades that slashed and shredded everything within several hundred zhang.
Amid the raging winds and wild waves, two figures were locked in fierce combat. Both stirred their auras and unleashed power beyond ordinary imagination, every movement carrying the force of ten million jun.
"Duan of Black Prison, I'll have your life!"
An enraged roar exploded.
"Old beast, spare me these laughable words. All they do is amuse me!" another voice countered with a cold sneer.
The two combatants were none other than Refiners, figures of worldly legend. One was Duan Xingkong, master of the great Demonic Path sect, the Black Prison; the other was the mountain lord of Myriad Beasts Mountain.
In status, standing, and cultivation alike, both stood above millions. Though still some distance from the absolute summit, they were already towering figures of the highest order.
At any other time, a life-and-death struggle between two such figures would have drawn countless eyes and sparked endless discussion.
Yet few of the cultivators beneath West Heaven Summit spared them a glance.
The moment word spread of the Dao Contention between Xuan Yehua, master of the Infinite Devil Palace, and the Brahma Sun Dharma King, the entire Celestial Star Sea had been shaken. Thousands upon thousands of