In his palm suddenly appeared an entirely pitch-black giant pillar, carved with sun, moon, stars, mountains, and rivers—his Lifebound Magical Treasure, specially refined by his master, containing the supre pressure of the Celestial Iron!
"Previously, I underestimated you, this demon from the Lower Realm! Let show you the true skills of this Emperor."
"Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth!"
Boom!
Endless Primordial Qi exploded around him, and the Celestial Emperor moved, his form expanding crazily, instantly breaking through ten thousand miles, fifty thousand miles, a hundred thousand miles, finally freezing at three hundred thousand miles high.
With a single step, he crossed billions of miles of void, returning once more to the battlefield, surrounded by the twisted Dao Principles of ti and space, his imperial might more violent than before.
In his hand, the colossal Celestial Iron, as thick as mountains, was lifted high, clearing millions of miles of dust, smashing down with the force to incinerate mountains and boil oceans:
"Die!"
With the support of the Divine Techniques of Heaven and Earth, and a Saint’s Magical Treasure in hand,
this strike seed to collapse the sky, the Divine Mountain fell, with such strength that it reached his own limits, the surging Primordial Qi around him directly charged into the Ninth Layer of the heavens, shattering space into nothingness!
Whoosh——!
Before the long iron could fully descend, still thousands of miles from Chen Sheng, countless black hurricanes rose between heaven and earth.
Each hurricane, thousands of ters thick, swept the endless Primordial Qi within a span of a thousand miles, forming towering waterspouts that shredded the space along the path.
Chen Sheng’s face was without grief or joy, as if he neither heard nor saw, rely raising his right hand slowly, his palm moving to shake the space of all directions, then aiming to et the Celestial Iron as if it were an ancient Divine Mountain.
Grasping forcefully!
Bam!
An extrely dull collision echoed across countless miles of void, yet strangely, this confrontational strike did not produce the slightest explosion of Primordial Qi.
Only an invisible force spread, instantly calming the raging hurricanes and towering waterspouts around.
The Celestial Emperor’s full-powered hit, when caught in Chen Sheng’s hand, was like a stone sinking into the sea, not even shaking Chen Sheng in the slightest!
The Celestial Emperor’s heart trembled wildly, his pupils shrinking to the extre, emitting a deafening roar of shock:
"Impossible! Impossible! You clearly just entered the God and Devil Realm, how can you possess such battle power!"
Chen Sheng’s expression remained indifferent, his gaze sweeping across the opponent’s rolling energy fluctuations, clearly understanding in his heart.
Indeed, the opponent’s energy accumulation was more domineering than his by far.
His cultivation in this life wasn’t counted as long, rely over twenty years; even using the Laws of this realm to leverage the Power of Heaven and Earth to enhance essence, energy, and spirit, he was only at the Late-stage Void Refining Realm.
However, he had once been a Dharma Master, and to him, the myriad Dao Principles held no secrets.
Initially constrained by this realm’s Laws, yet as he gradually comprehended these Laws, breaking free of their shackles, he could already master myriad Dao anew, with his combat power soaring!
anwhile, he combined the Laws of this realm with his past imnse reserves, devising the "Pan Wu Celestial Creation Profound Technique," sufficient to perfectly unleash every ounce of power he possessed.
In terms of combat strength, he had long surpassed his forr self before rging with the Dao, being virtually invincible in the Void Refining!
...
The Celestial Emperor went utterly mad, the Emperor Yuan within him burning fiercely, bulging veins on his arms twisted like dragons and snakes, each vein containing the power to break mountains and cleave seas.
He exerted all his might, trying to press the Celestial Iron down by just an inch.
Yet to his shock and fear, even with the Divine Techniques of Dharma Aspect Heaven and Earth, holding a Saint Magical Treasure, he couldn’t move Chen Sheng’s hand at all.
"Die!"
Chen Sheng’s face remained calm, slightly exerting force in the hand gripping the Celestial Iron.
Crack!
The Celestial Iron, imbued with a Saint’s majesty, was easily snapped in two like deadwood, the runes at the break point flickering wildly before disintegrating into countless fragnts and vanishing.
Without pausing, Chen Sheng’s figure flickered, crossing billions of miles of void.
He grasped the Celestial Emperor’s head, expanded to a height of a hundred thousand miles, his five fingers clutching tightly, cutting off any possibility for him to cast further Divine Techniques.
"Ah! I am a disciple of a Human Path Saint, you dare kill ?"
Feeling the terrifying power contained within Chen Sheng’s hand, the Celestial Emperor’s Emperor Yuan burned furiously, transforming into a skyful of golden flas, surging upward, attempting to break free of the restraint.
Although unable to break free, he stubbornly held back the hand about to crush his head.
His eyes brimming with despair and reluctance, he could only invoke his teacher to deter the opponent.
"Ridiculous!"
Chen Sheng’s gaze flickered with a tinge of disdain.
Just as he was about to exert force to crush the Celestial Emperor’s head, a voice carrying supre will ca from behind, gentle yet commanding respect:
"Fellow Daoist, stay your hand!"
Chen Sheng’s gaze swiftly swept behind him, seeing a figure clad in a supre imperial robe slowly descending from the depths of the firmant.
Adorned with sun, moon, stars, and billions of beings, this was the Emperor Sovereign, the head of the Human Path Emperors, also the Human Path Saint’s chief disciple.
Chen Sheng’s eyes passed over the Emperor Sovereign, and the hand gripping the Celestial Emperor’s head not only did not release but even shook slightly.
"Ah——!!"
The Celestial Emperor uttered a wail of utmost despair, his resistance akin to an ant shaking a tree, his head easily crushed, golden brains and imperial blood splattering.
Then Chen Sheng’s hand pressed gently downward, causing the towering hundred-thousand-mile body to explode like crushed ants, transforming into a mist of blood.
Soul scattered!
Chen Sheng slowly turned to the arriving Emperor Sovereign, his expression calm and indifferent, his voice devoid of any ripples:
"A Saint’s disciple, that’s all."
Whoosh——!
At the mont these words fell, a sudden stillness enveloped heaven and earth.
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