"My rules are the rules!"
Zhou Yi's domineering voice echoed through the heavens and earth, instantly causing countless powerful figures to be shaken and astonished.
This Zhou Yi... he was simply too arrogant!
Although he had ascended to the Saint-Grade, he was only at the initial stage. The Maha Ancient Clan, on the other hand, possessed three Saint-Grade Heavenly Supremes.
Not to mention that the Azure Sword Saint had stepped in to mediate, yet Zhou Yi refused to give even the slightest respect?
Maha Tian's expression darkened with ridicule as he took a step forward. In that instant, his figure seemed to expand infinitely, like a colossus bearing the heavens, standing tall and imposing, rivaling the very sky.
"Ignorant brat. You were merely lucky enough to obtain the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance and step into the Saint-Grade—do you really think you're invincible? Today, I'll show you that before the Maha Ancient Clan, your so-called Saint-Grade is worthless!"
Boom!
As his voice fell, the heavens and earth trembled with thunderous roars. A vast, indescribable pressure of spiritual energy erupted, shaking the very land.
Maha Tian flicked his sleeves.
Swish!
Two streaks of black and white light, like entwined dragons, shot forth from his sleeves, their deafening roars shaking the sky as they charged directly at Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi casually threw a punch to meet them head-on.
Bang!
The moment of impact sent a heaven-shaking boom reverberating. The space where the black-and-white beams collided with Zhou Yi's fist instantly collapsed, the shockwave rippling outward for tens of thousands of feet.
An incomprehensible force erupted from his physical body. The black-and-white beams seemed unable to withstand the force, shattering into countless motes of light.
Hiss!
Yet just as the beams disintegrated, they swiftly reformed, more condensed and formidable than before, surging toward Zhou Yi with terrifying momentum.
However, Zhou Yi's fist was like an immovable mountain, carrying boundless force, capable of shattering all techniques.
His punch surged forth, obliterating the black-and-white beams, tearing through all defenses, and landing heavily on Maha Tian's chest.
Boom!
Maha Tian's body was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing into the distant mountain range, flattening an entire peak into rubble…
From the ruins, a figure shot into the sky—Maha Tian, blood dripping from his lips, his robes tattered, hair disheveled, utterly wretched.
His chest had caved in, the injury gruesome beyond compare. His eyes were filled with utter disbelief as he stared at Zhou Yi.
In just one exchange, he had been completely overpowered.
"Patriarch!"
Two Saint-Grade elders of the Maha Ancient Clan, along with other Heavenly Supremes, rushed forward. While they were shocked by Zhou Yi's strength, they also felt an immense pressure weighing down on them.
They had never imagined Zhou Yi would be this terrifying.
No wonder he was so brazen.
"As expected, he is incredibly strong!"
The Azure Sword Saint had already retreated to the side, silently nodding as he observed. Zhou Yi had effortlessly crushed Maha Tian in a single move.
Previously, he had sensed a threat from Zhou Yi's avatar, indicating that Zhou Yi himself was even stronger. Now, his suspicions were confirmed.
The technique One Qi Transforming into Three Purities allowed Zhou Yi's avatars to share identical strength with his true body.
In other words, Zhou Yi alone was equivalent to three peak combatants.
In terms of absolute power, he completely overwhelmed the Maha Ancient Clan.
No wonder Zhou Yi was so confident.
Even the Azure Sword Saint wasn't certain he could defeat three versions of Zhou Yi, who shared one mind and overwhelming strength.
The Heavenly Emperor's legendary status was, in no small part, due to this unparalleled divine ability.
"Who would've thought that the Heavenly Sovereign would be this powerful right after ascending to Saint-Grade?"
"More importantly, the one who hosted us earlier and the one fighting now are not the same person. That means the Heavenly Sovereign has mastered the One Qi Transforming into Three Purities—he alone counts as three. The supposed numerical disadvantage against the Maha Ancient Clan's three Saint-Grades is completely gone. And he's stronger than all three combined!"
"The Maha Ancient Clan is in for a disaster. They're destined to leave empty-handed today—or worse, suffer humiliation!"
"Without strength, arrogance is mere conceit. But this? This is true dominance!"
Countless spectators murmured through spiritual transmissions. After witnessing Zhou Yi's effortless defeat of Maha Tian, they believed the outcome was all but decided.
Tang Qiu, who had been worried, finally relaxed. As she gazed at Zhou Yi's tall, imposing figure, a look of admiration and infatuation surfaced in her eyes.
"You truly have some skill."
Maha Tian cracked his neck. His sunken chest rapidly recovered, yet his eyes darkened with a storm of emotions.
As the patriarch of the Maha Ancient Clan—one of the Great Thousand World's peak existences—he had been humiliated by a newly ascended Saint-Grade in a single strike.
What an intolerable disgrace!
Especially when the man who humiliated him was the one who stole his fiancée!
Unforgivable!
He took a deep breath, suppressing his boiling rage as his expression turned ice-cold.
Yet Zhou Yi could tell—Maha Tian had now entered a true combat state. His spiritual energy surged flawlessly, devoid of any openings.
The two Saint-Grade elders and the other Heavenly Supremes of the Maha Ancient Clan recognized this as well. They refrained from intervening, allowing Maha Tian to reclaim his honor.
"Zhou Yi, your strength is beyond my expectations, but I will never forgive you for taking my fiancée. I will avenge this disgrace!"
Maha Tian's black-and-white eyes gleamed ominously, his voice resonating through the heavens.
As he spoke, the vast spiritual energy of the heavens and earth surged toward him, coalescing into a boundless sea of spiritual power, its force shaking the world.
With a resounding roar, he absorbed the sea of energy into his body. Instantly, his form transformed into a crystalline hue, shimmering with black and white radiance, emanating an overwhelming aura that caused space itself to tremble.
"That's a Saint-Grade Spiritual Physique…"
Heavenly Supremes like the Battle Emperor gazed in awe and envy.
A Saint-Grade Spiritual Physique wasn't just a powerful physical body—it fused spiritual energy into flesh, temporarily transcending mortal limitations.
Moreover, as Maha Tian's hands formed seals, a towering black-and-white figure materialized behind him, its oppressive might shaking the heavens.
Gasps of shock erupted from the crowd.
"That's... the Maha Boundless Body! Ranked eighth on the Sovereign Celestial Body Ranking!"
"He's using his Sovereign Celestial Body—Maha Tian is going all out!"
A colossal black-and-white figure stood over the world, its aura so immense it sent waves of terror through the gathered powerhouses.
This was the Maha Ancient Clan's strongest Sovereign Celestial Body—its reputation resounding throughout the Great Thousand World.
As the colossal figure inhaled and exhaled, storms of spiritual energy raged, distorting the sky.
Standing upon its shoulder, Maha Tian locked his cold gaze onto Zhou Yi.
"I just hope they don't take it too far and turn this into a fight to the death..."
The Azure Sword Saint sighed, knowing that in this world, might made right.
Maha Tian sneered, "Let's see what Sovereign Celestial Body you've cultivated!"
Zhou Yi smirked. "You wish to see? Then let me grant your request!"
With a thought, a towering figure emerged—wielding the Immortal Execution Sword, surrounded by the blazing coils of a Candle Dragon, radiating an overwhelming, supreme majesty.
Countless spectators gasped in shock and bewilderment.
"What Sovereign Celestial Body is this?!"
"It's not on the rankings!"
"But it's definitely on par with the Maha Boundless Body!"
Even the Azure Sword Saint frowned. "Could Zhou Yi have created it himself?"
The Azure Sword Saint could only think of this possibility, and his evaluation of Zhou Yi rose yet another level.
To create such a powerful Sovereign Celestial Body on his own—his talent and genius were evident.
"Let's hope it's not just for show!"
Maha Tian let out a cold snort, his gaze suddenly sharpening. He clasped his hands together, and his Maha Boundless Body mirrored his movements, its colossal palms closing together before slowly pulling apart.
Black and white light intertwined like crackling lightning within its palms, gradually condensing into a towering thousand-zhang black-and-white spear.
"Maha Heaven Spear!"
Maha Tian's eyes were icy as he let out a thunderous roar. The black-and-white spear shot into the sky and vanished in an instant.
The next moment, it reappeared above Zhou Yi. With an overwhelming force of destruction, it plummeted from the heavens.
A piercing sonic boom echoed for thousands of miles.
Faced with Maha Tian's devastating attack, countless onlookers felt their hearts pound in terror. Those below Saint-Grade weren't even worth mentioning.
Even figures like Ancestor Tai Ming and Huang Qiu, both Saint-Grade Heavenly Supremes, grew solemn. This strike was incredibly powerful.
Wooo!
Under countless apprehensive gazes, the black-and-white spear roared downward. Within mere moments, it had arrived above Zhou Yi.
Standing atop the Candle Dragon Head of his Sovereign Celestial Body, Zhou Yi merely lifted his head slightly. The Candle Dragon opened its mouth and spat out a stream of crimson flames.
Boom!
The fire engulfed the descending spear, incinerating it in an instant.
Then—
The Immortal Execution Sword in the hand of the Sovereign Celestial Body was raised high and slashed downward toward Maha Boundless Body.
The sword qi surged tens of thousands of zhang, cleaving through time and space. Before Maha Tian could react, his Maha Boundless Body had already been split in two.
"Pfft!"
As his Boundless Body was sundered, Maha Tian spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his aura rapidly weakening.
"Patriarch, are you alright?!"
Two elderly Saint-Grade Heavenly Supremes, clad in black and white robes, paled in shock. They instantly appeared before Maha Tian, their Sovereign Celestial Bodies manifesting as they cautiously faced Zhou Yi.
At their movement, Futu Xuan also stepped forward, heightening the tension in the air.
"Relax, I haven't even used my full strength. He won't die that easily."
Zhou Yi grinned.
Today, he was here to make his presence known to the Great Thousand World—to establish his dominance. He wasn't in a hurry to kill Maha Tian outright.
After all, if he killed him in a single strike, people would simply think Maha Tian was weak. That wouldn't be shocking enough.
Many didn't truly understand just how strong Maha Tian was.
So—
Zhou Yi played along, letting Maha Tian unleash all his strength, revealing every hidden trump card before all eyes.
Only when Maha Tian was at his absolute peak would he annihilate him—showcasing his unrivaled prowess, shaking the Great Thousand World to its core.
"Zhou Yi, don't think that just because you've defeated me, you can act so arrogantly!"
Maha Tian raised his head, eyes bloodshot with rage. His voice carried a chilling fury:
"You upstart—do you really think you understand the depths of the Maha Ancient Clan?"
"Today, you must die!!"
Maha Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and let out a sinister smile. A ruthless determination flickered in his gaze.
Without hesitation, he spat out a mouthful of essence blood.
As his hands formed intricate seals, the essence blood transformed into a scarlet rune that shot into the void and disappeared.
Boom!
The moment the rune vanished, the entire battlefield trembled violently.
A towering pillar of black-and-white light erupted into the sky.
It pierced through space itself, descending from the heavens above Great Havenlaw Domain…
Within that pillar of light, a black-and-white jade bottle slowly emerged.
The instant it appeared, the entire world seemed to be dyed in monochrome—like the fusion of yin and yang.
An unfathomable aura of dominance radiated from the bottle.
Seeing this, Futu Xuan, Ancestor Tai Ming, and Huang Qiu all underwent dramatic changes in expression. Their voices trembled:
"The Maha Yin-Yang Gourd?! Maha Tian, have you lost your mind? You actually summoned the clan's guardian relic?!"
Ancient Clans each possessed sacred relics—like the Ancient Buddha Clan's Ancestral Pagoda, which safeguarded their lineage.
Such artifacts were of utmost importance. Unless facing absolute destruction, they were never easily used.
No one had expected Maha Tian to summon his clan's guardian relic just to fight Zhou Yi.
But considering the humiliation of being publicly crushed—and the blood feud of having his wife stolen—his desperation was understandable.
Whoosh!
Monochrome energies swirled, intertwining in a cosmic dance of yin and yang, shrouding the world in mystery.
All peak powerhouses stared at the jade bottle in horror.
Even Heavenly Supremes trembled beneath its presence.
This Maha Yin-Yang Gourd was the Maha Ancient Clan's greatest treasure—capable of obliterating even Saint-Grade Heavenly Supremes.
Every use drained its power, meaning it was never wielded lightly.
"Maha Tian… truly insane."
The Azure Sword Saint furrowed his brows. Did Maha Tian really intend to fight to the death against Zhou Yi?
"You finally brought it out?"
Zhou Yi sneered inwardly.
This was the moment he had been waiting for.
"Do you really think some broken bottle can defeat me?"
Zhou Yi mocked.
"Still acting arrogant at death's door?!"
Maha Tian roared in fury. Without hesitation, he sealed his hands, causing the Moksha Yin-Yang Gourd to tilt.
Black-and-white divine torrents surged forth, flooding the heavens and crashing down toward Zhou Yi.
Even Saint-Grade Physiques would be erased in this torrent.
All eyes focused on Zhou Yi.
The Azure Sword Saint was ready. If Zhou Yi faltered, he would intervene.
Likewise—
If Maha Tian was on the verge of death, he would also step in.
With Fiends lurking outside their realm, the Great Thousand World couldn't afford to lose either combatant.
"I have a sword."
Facing the impending torrent, Zhou Yi gazed upward without fear. His voice rang cold across the battlefield.
At the same time, the Immortal Execution Sword in the hands of his Sovereign Celestial Body slowly rose.
"Its name is—Immortal Execution!"
The moment the words fell—
The sword erupted with endless blood-red radiance, suffused with murderous intent, dyeing the sky crimson.
A chilling aura of death and carnage enveloped the battlefield.
Even the Azure Sword Saint's sword began to tremble.
His Celestial Body, ranked tenth among 99 Supreme Forms, paled in comparison.
The Immortal Execution Sword's blade sliced through the black-and-white flood like paper.
"Slash!"
A crimson 100,000-zhang sword light fell upon Moksha Tian.
"Spare him!"
The Azure-Robed Sword Saint snapped back to his senses, exclaiming in shock. Boundless sword aura erupted from his body as he tried to intervene.
He knew that Maha Tian had no chance of withstanding this strike.
Because even he himself had no confidence in doing so.
In fact, facing this sword, he felt—he would die!?
Thus—
The moment he charged forward, he hesitated.
He wanted to save Maha Tian, but he was not willing to sacrifice his own life for him.
Crack!
The Maha Ancient Clan's sacred artifact, the Maha Yin-Yang Gourd, shattered, split cleanly in two. The hundred-thousand-zhang sword aura then descended like an unstoppable tidal wave.
Under Maha Tian's gaze of sheer terror, he was utterly annihilated by a single strike.
"No!"
"Impossible!"
Not just Maha Tian—
The two Saint-Grade Heavenly Supremes beside him also perished without exception.
As for the other Heavenly Supremes below the Saint-Grade level standing behind him, before the sword aura had even fully descended, more than half of them had already been crushed by its sheer pressure.
The remaining survivors were instantly reduced to dust in the lingering aftershock of the sword's might.
As the sword aura dissipated, a deadly silence blanketed heaven and earth.
Everyone's eyes widened in shock. The world had gone completely still.
A rift spanning hundreds of thousands of zhang tore through space itself—
And more than thirty Heavenly Supremes of the Maha Ancient Clan, including Maha Tian—
Completely annihilated!
Hiss—!
The Azure Sword Saint drew in a sharp breath.
He had thought he had already overestimated Zhou Yi to the greatest extent possible—
Yet he still severely underestimated him.
The power of the Immortal Execution Sword—
Terrifying beyond imagination!
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