"As the Human Emperor, how could I be shaken by a rebel like you?"
Ying Zheng's voice was calm, yet his words carried an emperor's imposing might.
He swept his hands through the air, his fists sending shock waves in every direction, as though the Great Dao itself were flowing, stirring up endless thunderous roars.
"The Dao of Emperors suppresses all!"
Ying Zheng gave a low shout and suddenly thrust both fists forward, striking fiercely at Immortal Elder Antarctic.
An earth-shaking boom erupted between heaven and earth. Terrifying shock waves shattered mountains and rivers, while the destructive aftermath swept across the Eight Wastelands.
After this clash, Ying Zheng's expression remained calm, barely changing at all.
Immortal Elder Antarctic, by contrast, swayed and staggered back several hundred steps before he could barely steady himself.
"How is this possible?"
Sensing the deep, terrifying aura within Ying Zheng, Immortal Elder Antarctic's face betrayed a trace of shock.
He was a Saint's disciple, after all. He had listened to the teachings beneath Primordial Heavenly Venerable's seat for tens of thousands of years. Across the entire Earth Immortal Realm, there were likely few who could match his formidable strength.
Yet now, a mere mount of the Vine Dao Venerable had already forced him onto the back foot. How could his pride possibly accept that?
"So this is all your Chan Sect amounts to."
Ignoring Immortal Elder Antarctic's shock, Ying Zheng spoke indifferently.
"Insolence! How dare you insult the name of my Chan Sect! Today, I will spill your blood right here!"
At those words, Immortal Elder Antarctic flew into a rage. He swung the Nine-Dragon Scepter in his hand repeatedly, striking at Ying Zheng.
"Well met!"
Ying Zheng let out a long, resounding cry. Now a member of the Human Race himself, he had long