"Let's see whether your vitality is stronger, or my reserves of origin are deeper."
"Today, either you'll be beaten to death by me, or I'll beat you to death!" Ji Hao let out a long, piercing cry.
"Is there a difference?" someone asked in confusion.
"A huge difference! If I beat you to death, I'll finish you off cleanly with my combat strength. If you're beaten to death by me, I'll use my reserves of origin to grind you down. The difference is that one looks good, and the other looks ugly. Understand?" Ji Hao brimmed with confidence. He did not believe he could lose, for he had never felt so refreshed and clearheaded before. From this day onward, he would no longer be shackled by great karmic retribution.
A quarter of an hour earlier.
Within the Foreign Land Ancestral Ground, the passage connecting to the Soul River had been forced open. Vast torrents of thunder light roared out from within, shattering the Azure Firmament and collapsing universes.
The eerie substance of the Soul River flowed in gentle streams, arriving from nothingness and connecting the Two Realms.
A streak of Sword Light from an End-of-the-Road Immortal Emperor could break all techniques through sheer force and block invasions from outside, but ultimately, it was only a streak of Sword Light.
The Weird Race had as many as ten Immortal Emperors. Against a mere streak of Sword Light, if they came in person... well, they still could not break it.
In the era of the Sacred Ruins, a single footprint left by Heavenly Emperor Ye could beat his opponents until they were utterly helpless. How much more formidable was this Sword Light, left by Huangtian Emperor specifically to shelter his homeland? Its very essence was linked to Huangtian Emperor's fundamental Great Dao,