Uchiha Hikaru stood proudly in place, looking at the Spirit King. "You rule the heavens, the earth, and all living things in the three realms!"
"But you cannot rule me!"
"If you want war, then war it is!!!"
The moment his words fell, Sage Power erupted from Uchiha Hikaru's body, forming spiritual pressure as mighty as heaven and earth. With a boom, it directly forced back the Spirit King's spiritual pressure, leaving them locked in a standoff.
Seeing this, a trace of surprise appeared in the Spirit King's four eyes.
How could Uchiha Hikaru not know what the Spirit King meant? He controlled the three realms, and every living being and every matter lay within his foresight.
But then, one day, a person whose future he could not calculate, whose past he could not calculate, appeared before him—and possessed strength nearly equal to his own.
Anyone would want to keep such a person under their control!
But was Uchiha Hikaru the kind of person who would let himself be controlled?
"You are very strong!" The Spirit King gradually returned to the enormous amber. "But I do not need to act myself!"
Uchiha Hikaru frowned. He faintly sensed waves of spiritual pressure outside the Spirit King's bedchamber, along with an aura rapidly rushing toward this place.
"Who could it be?" Doubt rose in Uchiha Hikaru's heart. "Judging by the Spirit King's attitude, even after learning of my strength, he still fearlessly returned to the amber!"
"Then whoever is coming must be no ordinary person!"
"You may choose not to submit to me, but then you can only choose death!" The Spirit King's voice remained gentle even as it passed through the amber.
Uchiha Hikaru looked contemptuously at the Spirit King. "Submit to you, then end up like Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni?"
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