After breaking through to the late stage of the Morning Glow Realm, Meng Qingzhou’s greatest gain was not the increase in combat power, but his understanding and insight into the Dao of Space-Time.
When a cultivator crosses into the Sky-Reaching Realm, the most significant feature is the internalization of the principles from the heavens and earth, transforming the absorption of external spiritual energy into nurturing an inner universe, creating a self-sustaining small world.
Meng Qingzhou’s Dao of Space-Time had reached the Great Emperor Grade, and with his unique path, he was already comparable to the half-step Sky-Reaching level of other great Daos.
In simple terms, at this moment, Meng Qingzhou appeared to be in the late stage of the Morning Glow Realm, but in reality, he had already reached the standard of a half-step Sky-Reaching.
The application of the Dao of Space-Time had also shifted from external release to self-nourishment. For example, the technique “Space-Time Ocean Flow,” which used to involve directly wielding a segment of the long river of space-time as a sword to smash enemies, had now transformed into internal nourishment, integrating the Dao of Space-Time into himself, gradually merging his body with the long river of space-time.
“Ultimately, I’m not a true Sky-Reaching cultivator. There are too many flaws. If this continues, and the lives of Morning Glow Realm cultivators are used to fill the gaps, Ji Wushuang will eventually discover the weaknesses.”
“It seems invincible, but in reality, it’s an illusion, like a flower in a mirror or the moon in water, empty and unreal.”
“If I’m killed enough times or if I expend too much energy, I won’t be able to maintain the ‘Space-Time End and Beginning.’”
“If Ji Wushuang is smart enough, he could even find a way to sever my connection with the Dao of Space-Time, breaking my state of immortality. After all, I’m not a true Sky-Reaching cultivator and haven’t fully internalized the Dao of Space-Time.”
Meng Qingzhou stood with his hands at his sides, his body as straight as a divine spear, letting his waterfall-like black hair dance wildly in the wind, even his robes flapping loudly, exuding the demeanor of an invincible being, looking down on the gathered heroes with disdain.
But he knew better than anyone that the so-called invincibility below the Sky-Reaching Realm referred to one-on-one combat, not the current situation where he had to face a hundred Morning Glow Realm great beings alone.
“Can I do it?”
“Since the era of creation, through the mythological era, and even the era of gods, has anyone ever accomplished such a feat?”
“The first Human Emperor, the founder of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion, the Old Ancestor of the Ji family in Sky State, or even the deceased Overpowered Protagonist, none of them could have done it…”
“No, if it were the first Human Emperor, perhaps he could.”
Meng Qingzhou’s breathing was steady, his fingers stained with the blood of his enemies, still flowing from the previous challenger whose skull he had pierced with a single finger.
At that moment.
The Northern Snow Plains fell into a deathly silence. The elders of the World Sect Alliance stared wide-eyed, swallowing hard, their expressions filled with disbelief as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
A hundred Morning Glow Realm great beings had descended together, initially confident that the battle was already decided. Now, that confidence had completely vanished.
Countless eyes were fixed on the figure in the black robe, exuding a chilling killing intent. The sword cultivator didn’t even use a sword, yet no one could match him.
At the feet of the black-robed youth lay more than a dozen corpses, all of them Morning Glow Realm great beings who could shake the entire Wilderness with a mere stomp.
“Has he broken through to the Sky-Reaching Realm? Why do Morning Glow Realm great beings fall like chickens and dogs before him? Except for the Alliance Leader, none could withstand more than three moves…”
“The Sky-Reaching Realm… No one in the Wilderness has reached this realm in the past eight hundred years. Could Meng Qin become the first?”
“Who can defeat him? Going up is just throwing away one’s life!”
“Meng Qin’s invincible momentum has formed. No one can stop him. Is this battle destined to be lost? The World Sect Alliance has exhausted everything, even joining forces with the Ji family in Sky State, yet they are doomed to fail?”
“Great Jin is truly fortunate! To have such a rare prodigy willing to assist and serve them.”
Ji Wushuang’s gaze turned solemn, no longer showing any disdain. He kicked the person beneath him and stood up, quietly watching Meng Qingzhou.
Ji Wushuang said:
“Meng Qin, I must admit, you are the most monstrous genius I’ve ever seen. Among our peers, whether in the Wilderness or Sky State, no one is more outstanding than you.”
“Of course, that doesn’t include me, because I will create an unparalleled legend.”
“I’ll give you a chance to follow me. You may have heard rumors about me, that I like to seize the principles of my followers, but I can assure you…”
“As long as you are willing to follow me, I won’t take your principles! Come, let’s create a glorious chapter together.”
Ji Wushuang’s voice grew more passionate, his face turning frenzied as he laughed heartily, imagining the future.
The dozens of Morning Glow Realm great beings who followed him were all shocked.
They had followed Ji Wushuang for many years and knew his character well. This was the first time he had shown goodwill to a peer, treating them with respect, even showing a hint of mutual admiration in his words.
It was simply unbelievable! If Ji Wushuang’s words were to spread back to Sky State, it would cause a massive earthquake, and many prodigies would find it absurd.
Meng Qingzhou remained indifferent, coldly saying, “Continue. Who’s next to die?”
Hearing this, Ji Wushuang’s laughter halted, his gaze turning icy as he said:
“Do you really want to reject my goodwill?”
“Let me remind you, you are the only person in my life whom I consider worthy to walk alongside me.”
“Miss this opportunity, and in the future, we can only be enemies.”
Meng Qingzhou’s lips curled into a cold smile as he replied indifferently, “As you wish.”
“Also, you talk too much. Since no one dares to step forward, why don’t you set an example?”
Ji Wushuang chuckled and fell silent.
Immediately, the Morning Glow Realm great beings standing behind him looked resolute, having received Ji Wushuang’s order to sacrifice their lives to exhaust Meng Qingzhou!
Given the current situation, with his true body absent and only a false body present, Ji Wushuang wasn’t entirely confident he could defeat Meng Qingzhou.
Hmm… not entirely confident, but about ninety-eight percent sure.
However, Ji Wushuang couldn’t allow himself to experience a single failure, so he was extremely cautious.
“Guest Elder of the Ji family in Sky State, Li Qihang, late-stage Morning Glow Realm sword cultivator, greets the Space-Time Sword Saint.” A young man stepped forward, respectfully cupping his fists, “Please, Sword Saint, grant me your guidance.”
With that, Li Qihang rose into the air, his empty hands tearing at the void, causing the entire sky to warp and distort.
A giant sword, tens of thousands of feet long, tore through space and descended! Its shadow alone covered half of the Northern Territory!
“With my strongest strike, I challenge the strongest Sword Saint of this era!”
Li Qihang’s pupils were bloodshot, and he immediately burned all his essence blood. In an instant, his entire body evaporated, leaving only a skeleton wrapped in skin, even sacrificing his divine soul, his spiritual platform dimming.
Boom!!
The giant sword in the sky split into two, three, four… ten! A hundred!
A total of three hundred giant swords, each tens of thousands of feet long, creating an apocalyptic scene. This terrifying sight was visible even from the Great Jin Dynasty, causing the citizens to feel inexplicably fearful.
“A sword strike at the cost of one’s life?”
Meng Qingzhou looked up, murmuring to himself, “Sword cultivator Li Qihang, you are worthy of me drawing my sword.”
With that, the Cicada Song sword unsheathed itself, slashing horizontally.
A simple slash, yet it froze the space, causing the three hundred giant swords to shatter one by one, turning into countless stars and dissipating like smoke.
As the Cicada Song sword returned to its sheath, sword cultivator Li Qihang sat cross-legged on the ground, smiling as he lowered his head and passed away, his life extinguished.
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