"Rumble!"
Golden blood energy surged into the heavens, and a dreamlike scene reappeared in the mortal world. Some Great Saints who had sealed themselves in divine origin to survive into this lifetime wept aged tears, as though they had returned to that Desolate Antiquity Era when heroes emerged in droves. Emperors arose one after another, and Great Accomplished Saint Physiques followed in succession. As one emperor fell, another saint emerged.
The claim that a Great Accomplished Saint Physique could challenge a Great Emperor was no idle boast. That glory had been forged with fists and battle records!
Nine saints soared into the heavens and shattered the firmament; at the end of all arts stood Wu Shi. These past three hundred thousand-odd years had been the era of emperors, but even more so the era of the Sacred Body. Throughout all history, no other physique had ever achieved such splendor: one lineage had produced nine Supreme Beings, a Heavenly Emperor, and a Western Empress.
"Fight!"
The Great Accomplished Saint Physique roared. His eyes were unfathomably deep, like a dark universe, and his gaze clashed with Carefree Heavenly Venerable's. In that instant, suns, moons, and stars seemed to be born and destroyed, and heaven and earth were torn apart. Their auras alone were enough to obliterate most Great Saints in the mortal world.
His black hair flew as his golden fist shook the ages, breaking every shackle with a blow no weaker than a Great Emperor's.
"What nerve! Your blood energy is failing, yet you dare provoke me? You're merely a Sacred Body in his twilight years. Physiques mean little to a Heavenly Venerable. Who isn't invincible under heaven once they attain the Dao? Even if a Chaotic Body came, I would kill them all the same!"
Carefree Heavenly Venerable shouted, believing