A battle with a Great Saint, Severing Heaven and Earth, supreme beneath the stars, invincible among Saints (double-length)

Just then, the gates of the Flame Emperor Palace opened, and a middle-aged man approached. Tall and imposing, he strode like a dragon and a tiger, faint sacred light naturally surrounding him like rippling water, pressing folds into space.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" The newcomer respectfully bowed to the Flame Emperor.

The Flame Emperor nodded at him. "Gaoyang, wait a moment."

"Fight him. Let me see your mettle." The Flame Emperor then turned to Qin Tian. "If you lack the strength to suppress all the outstanding talents under heaven, forget about building that mental world of yours."

"It would only be a way to invite chaos."

The Flame Emperor spoke solemnly. It was foreseeable that once this mental world was established, cultivation would flourish, surpassing every Golden Age of the past.

But behind that great prosperity lay great turmoil. Without someone to suppress all under heaven, the countless prodigies rising from the wilderness would surely unleash wars that engulfed the myriad heavens.

After all, with the temperaments of people in Shrouding the Heavens, literature admitted no first place, while martial prowess admitted no second. One disagreement, and fists flew.

You said he had the makings of a Great Emperor? I didn't believe it! Fight first, talk later!

War would sweep through all the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, and conflict and chaos would persist for thousands of years or more.

There would certainly be no shortage of beings like the Great Demon God, who slaughtered every living creature on an entire planet.

For instance, a planet of 1.4 billion demonic cultivators, each carrying a Human Emperor Banner, was not impossible.

Thus, someone had to step forward, ascend to the pinnacle of the cosmos, and suppress this tumultuous age single-handedly, turning calamity into auspicious fortune.

They had to usher in a true