The next instant.
The two forces clashed fiercely.
In the black night sky, a star burned, blossoming with its final ray of light and dispelling all darkness. Simultaneously, in the golden world, Buddha took on a bloodier, more solemn hue, as if a deity had fallen and beco a demon.
BOOM!
Everyone instinctively closed their eyes. When they opened them again, their vision was blurred. It felt as if the space before them had distorted.
After a long while, their blurred vision gradually cleared.
Yun Venerable looked at the two figures in the sky. The hand tucked in his sleeve clenched once more, so tightly that his fingernails dug into his skin, yet he remained oblivious.
Just now, when the two powers collided, he had distinctly sensed an aura of destruction. At the sa ti, a premonition arose in his heart: If I were before that force, I would have no chance to resist at all.
As a King Rank Defender Envoy, it’s hard for to imagine what kind of power could be so formidable.
"The heavens... have changed!" he murmured to himself.
Looking at Shimohe and Shen Changqing, this Dominator of the Demon-Subduing Division in South Sea City felt as if he were witnessing the era of Defender Envoys suppressing the world slowly turning a new page. Next, if every Great Grandmaster possessed such power... then the world will belong to the Martial Artists, not the Defender Envoys.
Yun Venerable wasn’t the only one shocked. Fei Yun, Xiang Yuan, and the others beside him also wore expressions of horror. Although the two forces had vanished, the re recollection of that destructive surge left them with lingering fear.
Too strong! So strong that none of us could even conceive of resisting! It was as if, before that power, we were like fragile ants.
If even the Defender Envoys felt this way, what chance did ordinary Martial Artists stand?
While everyone was struck dumb, in midair, Shimohe slowly said, "I never expected that you, too, would possess such power. I truly underestimated you."
"And I underestimated you!" Shen Changqing’s expression was impassive.
I thought that with my mastery of the Star Finger Divine Skills, I could have suppressed him outright. However, to my utmost surprise, Shimohe also commands powerful Divine Skills. The collision of two Divine Skill-level powers granted no advantage. However, the sa was true for him.
Now, I can say with absolute certainty that Shimohe must have stumbled upon so great fortuitous encounter—the kind I could never have imagined. Otherwise, he couldn’t possibly possess Divine Skills. To put it bluntly, although Shimohe was a powerhouse from eight hundred years ago, according to information from the Heavenly Inspection Guard, he slumbered in the Heavenly Realm for centuries. So, although this Mahavairocana is my senior, his foundation might not be much stronger than my own.
If reaching the Grandmaster Realm was an achievent he attained through his innate talent... then possessing Divine Skills definitely couldn’t have been his own creation. The reasoning is simple. A person’s ti is limited. Though the lifespan of a Great Grandmaster is longer than that of an ordinary Grandmaster, it’s not by much. Having truly co to possess Divine Skills myself, I now understand that creating a Divine Skill requires not only talent but also a vast amount of ti. To arduously cultivate to the Grandmaster Realm and also create Divine Skills... unless Shimohe truly spent centuries in arduous cultivation within the Heavenly Realm, it would be absolutely impossible. Therefore, he must have encountered a great fortuitous encounter.
Furthermore, this fortuitous encounter led to speculate about sothing else. Naly, who created Divine Skills, and what Realm had the powerhouses who created these Divine Skills reached?
For a mont, nurous thoughts flitted through his mind. But even as Shen Changqing pondered these things, his gaze never left Shimohe.
At this mont, Shimohe chanted a Buddhist invocation and, for the first ti, formally introduced himself.
"I am the Heaven Alliance Leader—Shimohe!"
"And I am Shen Changqing, Defender Envoy of South Nether Prefecture!" Shen Changqing stated his identity, paused, then continued, "We each represent a side. For either to claim victory would an significant casualties. We both belong to the Human Clan. If excessive infighting leads to too many deaths, the Demon Evil Clan will rely see us as a joke. Given this, why don’t we find another way?"
"I would like to hear the details," Shimohe’s face regained its gentle smile.
Shen Changqing said, "One year from today, we shall select a place for a decisive battle. If you win, I will personally ensure that all forces affiliated with the Imperial Court withdraw from South Nether Prefecture. It will then be yielded to your Heaven Alliance!"
"Agreed!" Shimohe accepted without hesitation. He didn’t ask what price he would pay if he lost.
If Shen Changqing loses, Great Qin would at most lose South Nether Prefecture; he still has a path of retreat. But, if I lose... I understand that I will have no path of retreat.
After agreeing, he continued, "However, how can I trust you? Or rather, do you even possess the authority to decide that the Demon-Subduing Division will collectively withdraw from South Nether Prefecture?"
"As the Defender Envoy of South Nether Prefecture, I naturally have the authority to make all such decisions!" Shen Changqing stated with a confident smile.
In South Nether Prefecture, I am the one with the greatest authority. I have the right to decide on any matter.
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