I haven't felt this way in so many years.
Kagura felt the boiling blood within her. Her memories came from her original body. Although her abilities were still at the King Level, the memories she had experienced with her original body were real.
Since the establishment of the Divine Martial Guild, she has been invincible. The Supreme leaders of other guilds would never make a move unless it was absolutely necessary, just like the saints in ancient mythological novels. When they did make a move, it was even possible for the world to collapse. As a result, in the following two eras, the Supreme of various guilds could only serve as a deterrent, much like nuclear weapons between nations.
Therefore, in her memory, let alone a life-or-death battle, even the most ordinary act of fighting was probably a very, very long time ago.
"Being a demon is quite interesting," Kagura suddenly said with a laugh.
The emperor stared coldly at her; both of them were barely clinging to life, yet they still had the energy to speak.
"I originally thought my next life would be a boring journey, but it seems that's not the case at all. This wonderful experience is something I never expected. I will always remember you, my King of Humanity."
"Is that so?" The emperor sneered. "I might not even remember you. On my path to power, you were merely a barely passable obstacle."
"That's fine then," Kagura smiled.
The two remained silent, as their stamina was truly limited. Although their lung capacity was astonishing, and they could probably stand for Heavenly Capital any problem if they didn't fight, that was under the condition of not fighting. Once they started fighting, the energy expenditure would be enormous, and they might not be able to hold their breath at any moment.
One or two moves could be the difference between life and death.
Everyone around who was still alive held their breath and watched the two. In an instant, the place that had been in chaos of war became extremely quiet. The ancient Venerable and the current King, who would win in the end? Even the people of the Ancient Demon Clan wanted to know.
This made the situation even more tense than during the earlier fighting.
But this tension didn't last long; the balance was quickly broken.
The first to act was the human emperor. He acted without hesitation, just as decisively and boldly as when he chose to break through to the King Level at the first opportunity!
Faced with the old King, can the new king truly change fate?
The emperor didn't think so much. At this moment, he suddenly felt his blood boiling and countless memories flooded his mind. They were images of countless ancestors being oppressed by demons. The human race's heritage was passed down in the form of the Daoist Canon, unlike the top demons who could directly pass on their bloodlines.
Therefore, they are often considered to be lower species. After all, even the simplest demons have some bloodline inheritance, while humans are the simplest to read and write, and they have to study hard from a young age.
But at this moment, the emperor could feel the will of his ancestors.
He suddenly realized why humans didn't have this kind of thing.
It's not that humans aren't good enough; on the contrary, it's because they are too good!
From the very beginning of time, humans were lured in and slaughtered by demons. Human ancestors, who were born as blank slates, became food for all races before they even had a chance to grow. It was a terrible memory. They were powerless to resist and lived in constant fear of the coming of night. They had no way to fight back against the demons and were harvested wave after wave like pigs and dogs.
The human race does have a bloodline, but it avoids the transmission of that bloodline. While the bloodline is being transmitted, memories are also being transmitted. If those terrible memories are passed down from generation to generation, it will only reduce the human race to slavery forever.
If that were the case, figures like myself and Liu Yu would never have emerged. Humanity would not need inheritance; even a blank sheet of paper could stand between heaven and earth.
He was the first one to be overthrown. He might not succeed, but the boiling blood and tragic memories that surged through him told him that the blood in his body was endorsing his resistance and his actions!
A very domineering punch, wide and powerful, without any trickery, just a head-on confrontation, a direct challenge.
The speed wasn't very fast; everyone present could see it, including the West Sea soldiers watching from a distance.
But Kagura knew she couldn't dodge that punch.
It seemed slow, but the entire world left it no room to dodge; that fist sealed off everything in the world!
"Good!" The boiling blood made her tremble all over, and the divine power of her pupils could not detect the slightest flaw.
The three great Buddhist eye techniques were rendered useless by this punch.
There was no possibility of evasion, no flaw in countering the attack; there was only one thing he could do, and that was to fight back with his strongest supernatural powers and secret techniques.
That's really simple and straightforward.
Kagura didn't like this situation, but she didn't hate it either. It felt good; when martial artists meet on a narrow path, this is how it should be.
Everyone immediately saw that, facing this earth-shattering punch, Kagura suddenly closed her eyes and relaxed completely.
Few people present could keep up with the sight; only a handful, including the Empress, noticed. At that moment, the Empress's breathing stopped, and for the first time, a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.
Everyone around was amazed by the power of the emperor's punch. It was imbued with the top-grade flames of the Golden Crow and had an effect that was almost like a law. Everything in its path was destroyed!
To be honest, she didn't know how to counter this punch for a moment.
Despite this terrifying aura, the woman opposite him relaxed completely.
Yes, she was relaxed, completely relaxed. If it weren't for the fact that it seemed impossible, she would have thought the other person was asleep. She felt even more relaxed than a warlock in meditation.
The most important thing is her last breath.
Both of them only had time to hold their breath, but clearly, she exhaled, very lightly, slowly, and for a long time.
He exhaled a breath, and felt as if he had become one with his surroundings.
If her younger brother's power was to destroy everything, her power was to Fusion with everything around her.
In her view, this situation was actually more terrifying than her own younger brother.
Everything Fusion, and the person there seemed to be the center of the world. Everything around her operated according to her will. Her younger brother was not fighting a demon, but an entire world.
Everyone stared intently at the battle, and just as the terrifying fist was about to strike, Kagura finally moved.
Everything around her turned black and white. Kagura's hands moved with incredible gentleness and slowness, almost unbelievably so.
But it was this slow movement that allowed him to catch the emperor's punch!
The power that could shatter everything came to an abrupt halt at that moment. Everyone could clearly feel that the power was capable of shattering the entire palace space once again, but it made no sound the instant it touched Kagura.
The terrifying power seemed to vanish as if it had disappeared. With each move the woman made, the immense power dissipated instantly, as if the terrifying annihilation situation just now was an illusion.
The emperor felt this most deeply.
The feeling was incredibly strange; the power that could destroy everything seemed to have struck cotton. But what kind of cotton could withstand such power?
He didn't know that if he didn't do something, he would lose!