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Ximen Rongcheng gazed into the distance. At the far horizon, streaming fire and frost intertwined wildly, and violent energy fluctuations surged toward them like furious waves on a raging sea. Even space itself trembled faintly, riddled with fine cracks.
His pupils contracted slightly, and his voice carried a hint of gravity. "Such power... both combatants must have reached level 98. Every movement has the might to move mountains and fill seas."
Yang Jingxue lightly brushed her waist with her delicate hand and nodded. A flicker of reminiscence crossed her cool features. "Yes. Even the heavens changing color and mountains and rivers collapsing could amount to no more than this."
The aftershocks of this battle... were no weaker than the might she, Chen Yu, and Ximen Wenhua had unleashed with their combined technique, Rule the World, all those years ago.
They even seemed faintly comparable to that world-shaking battle in Soul Fighting City-the clash in which Zhang Xiaofan and Bu Zheng had led the others against that ferocious beast.
Ximen Rongcheng stood with his hands behind his back and sighed deeply. "I never imagined the fighting would become this brutal. It truly beggars belief."
Yang Jingxue turned toward the horizon, her expression complicated. "Senior Xueqi is one of the few surviving Divine Maidens of the previous generation. She already possessed the strength to vie for a place among the world's Top Ten Experts. Such fighting power is only to be expected."
"But that Peng Emperor... I never expected it to be so formidable as well."
Shen Tianjun stroked his long beard, reminiscence in his eyes, and spoke slowly. "Jingxue, your family isn't from the Xieluo Mountains, so there are things you don't know."
"Though the Xieluo Mountains rank last among the continent's 'One Forest and Three