If this war had ended like this, the Hua Clan might still be the most dominant clan in the universe.
But soon, high-grade fiends began to appear one after another, some possessing abilities that even the ancient deities of the Hua Clan dreaded.
Subsequently, these powerful deities erupted into an intense battle.
As Xing Tian put it, the number of fallen deities in this great war was innumerable.
Just when both sides had paid an extremely heavy price, a group of fiends suddenly appeared from behind the Hua Clan and launched a surprise attack.
Assailed on both sides, the Hua Clan fell into chaos immediately.
In this situation, the supreme deities of the Hua Clan immediately made a decision to initiate a strategic retreat, but the prerequisite was to repel the invading fiends and block the passage that appeared from behind.
Thus, Xing Tian led his clan members to step forward, repelling the surprise attack of the fiends with nearly frenzied tactics.
Following this, the Xingtian Clan launched a massive offensive toward the source of these fiend invasions, regardless of the losses.
But when they reached the black hole, even with the might of the Xingtian Clan, they couldn’t surpass the laws of this universe.
The event horizon’s obstruction of all matter left them helplessly sighing.
Yet the Xingtian Clan would never submit to any existence, so Xing Tian ordered all clan members to immediately mit suicide, and then their heroic spirits plunged into the black hole to continue battling.
Under such circumstances, they fought countless years with the invading fiends within the black hole and eventually wiped them all out.
But by then, they couldn’t return, so the Xingtian Clan simply slumbered here, being the deities guarding the black hole.
Yet the passage of time is merciless; even though time doesn’t flow inside the black hole, the heroic spirits of the Xingtian Clan gradually perished, eventually being a sea of skeletons.
Even the clan leader Xing Tian could only rely on his clan’s power to transform into the White Bone Throne, entering the deepest slumber, sustaining until now.
After listening to Xing Tian’s account, Xue An could not put into words the shock he felt.
Although Xing Tian’s narration was very calm, even the most tragic scenes were only briefly touched upon.
Yet Xue An still sensed an extreme sense of heroism and pathos from it.
Imagine that scene where faced with an insurmountable chasm, a tribe sacrifices themselves, mitting suicide in anger, and continues to fight as heroic spirits.
What magnificence and tragedy this is.
A deep expression of reverence appeared on Xue An’s face.
"Child, why have you e to this place? I see that your cultivation level is not bad, you can actually withstand my pressure with your divine sense. Who is your mentor?"
Xue An shook his head, "I have no mentor, everything I have achieved is through my own explorations! As for why I came here...."
Xue An paused, then with a bitter smile said, "Because I must pass through here to enter that world of fiends!"
With that, Xue An narrated all the experiences he had undergone.
After hearing him out, Xing Tian’s tone also turned solemn.
"The Space-Time Serpent? I know it! It participated in the battle with the Hua Clan back then, an extremely troublesome foe. I didn’t expect it to appear again after so many years. It’s regrettable that my clan’s divine power has been depleted, leading to the seal’s failure; otherwise, how could it have possibly passed through?"
Having said that, Xing Tian glanced at Xue An a few times and ultimately shook his head.
"Your strength is fine, and the fact that you’ve cultivated to this level through your own explorations shows your talent. But based on this alone, it’s far from enough to deal with those high-grade fiends! Let alone an existence like the Space-Time Serpent!"
Xue An’s resolve wavered not in the slightest, "I am aware of all this, but how can I, a member of the Hua Clan, retreat in the face of adversity?"
"Good! You have some grit, I like that! This is the spirit that a Hua Clan man should have!" Xing Tian nodded in satisfaction and suddenly said.
"After so many years of slumber, I suddenly feel a bit itchy on my hands, how about a spar with me?"
Xue An was taken aback, "Hmm?"
Xing Tian chuckled, "What hmm? Watch out!"
With that, he suddenly threw the head he was holding.
Xue An never expected that he would start the fight so abruptly, and with such an inconceivable opening move.
He sidestepped to avoid the throw, but the head exploded in mid-air, shards of bone darting toward Xue An’s face like swords.
Xue An retreated in haste, trying to evade these shards.
But just then, he heard a whistling sound of a fist wind behind him.
Xue An tilted his head just in time, and a massive fist whizzed past.
But before Xue An could react, the fist, like a snake, turned back at an impossible angle and smashed toward Xue An’s face again.
This punch was timed so precisely that it came just as Xue An had retreated and expended his old strength, with the new strength not yet born.
At this moment, Xue An had no means to evade.
He decided not to retreat any longer.
He gave a loud shout, and a burst of Sword Intent formed instantly in front of him, blocking the oning punch.
Boom!
With a resounding explosion, the Sword Intent shattered, and the fist retreated,
But Xing Tian showed no sign of giving up, instead enthusiastically shouted, "Good swordsmanship! Try another punch from me!"
Saying that, this punch appeared directly in front of Xue An as if it had sliced through space.
Xue An grunted, although the Sword Intent surged up in time to block the punch, he was still inevitably injured by it.
"Watch out!"
The third punch was already upon him, suddenly halting just as it was about to strike Xue An.
Xue An’s eyes showed a trace of dread.
Since his emergence, he had never faced such a dreadful defeat, even his Sword Intent couldn’t withstand it.
The crucial point was that Xing Tian had been fighting him with just his fists all along, without any exquisite punches, just relentlessly punching, punching!
This kind of attack, without any embellishment, put Xue An under immense pressure.
Because he found that no matter how he countered, he couldn’t move this opponent’s blazing sun-like battle will.
That’s right!
Xue An had never thought of such a simple yet almost frenzied approach to bat.
Every strike seemed as if it would tear apart not only him but the whole world, filled with infinite battle will.
At this moment, he heard Xing Tian speak in a calm tone.
"Your swordsmanship is not bad, and your divine sense is decent, but your martial skills are utterly trash!"
It was the first time Xue An had been rated as trash by someone.
Yet, he wasn’t angered in the slightest, instead, he asked earnestly, "Please, Lord War God, how should I improve?"
"Hahahaha, it’s very simple, only the essence of battle!"
"If the heaven deceives me, I will battle heaven, if the earth abandons me, I will cleave the earth, between heaven and earth, nothing cannot be battled, nothing cannot be killed, this is my Xing Tian’s Battle Will!"
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