Zhang Haoran lifted his head to look at the massive golden avatar, which revealed the complete figure of Aldrian’s avatar manifestation. The avatar’s face resembled Aldrian’s, adorned with a crown, and it wore regal armor and a cape, as if an emperor were preparing for war.
It was exuding a powerful aura, one much stronger than that of the peak emperor stage. Once this avatar appeared, nature itself seed to prostrate before it. The imnse concentration of golden energy was a clear sign of authority, one that could command all things, whether in heaven or beneath it, and it was now revealed to the world as never before.
This avatar was entirely different from when Aldrian used his sword techniques. Whenever he wielded a sword technique, he had to combine his energy with his powerful sword intent and will.
But his avatar technique required him to release his golden energy in its purest form, without mixing anything into it. In essence, this was the first ti he revealed his golden energy on such a scale to the world.
The avatar’s figure even reached the clouds, making Zhang Haoran’s presence seem no bigger than an ant. It felt as if Aldrian could crush him to death with a single step.
Seeing the avatar now, Zhang Haoran was in turmoil. His eyes trembled, and sweat rolled down his forehead. Suddenly, a mory from the past resurfaced, a strong sense of déjà vu washing over him. He rembered the first ti he laid eyes on a god-like figure. That mont had terrified him to the core.
At that mont, he could feel the overwhelming disparity between himself and a god. He was like an ant—no, worse than that. He might as well have been speck of dirt, sothing that could be swept away with a single breath. That was the mont he t Tarius, his god.
He had seen Tarius’s figure, towering and imnse, as if it covered the sky. anwhile, he had been nothing more than a mortal, no more significant than dust, soone unworthy to stand in the presence of such a divine being. It was a feeling of utter despair.
He did not know why, but in this mont, that long-buried mory surfaced from the deepest corner of his mind. In front of Aldrian’s avatar, he once again felt like an ant. In many ways, it was as if he had returned to the day he first t Tarius.
At this mont, his thoughts began racing, everything around him seed to slow down. He started thinking about all of Aldrian’s strangeness. He thought about the entirety of Aldrian’s existence.
This kind of avatar size could normally only be achieved when a cultivator reached a certain stage. The problem was, this enormous avatar had appeared on the continent from soone who was only at the middle Grand Duke stage.
What shocked Zhang Haoran even more was that the avatar was far larger than those created by cultivators at the pseudo-Immortal Foundation stage.
He had no doubt that Aldrian was soone who had reincarnated from elsewhere and brought with him knowledge from the higher heavens.
Zhang Haoran did not know Aldrian’s full circumstances, but he believed that was certainly the case.
Why was he so sure? Because he himself was proof of it. In fact, he knew there were others like him scattered across the heavens.
However, just because Aldrian was a reincarnated person who possessed knowledge from the higher heavens and a system, it did not an he was exempt from the heavenly laws or the natural order that had been established since the primordial era.
Many of what Aldrian possessed at this mont was sothing only a god was ant to have. There was no way a mortal body could contain all that power, and the heavenly laws would never tolerate it. It was impossible for a mortal vessel to comprehend or hold divine power.
And what kind of divine being would be insane enough to grant such power to Aldrian? There was no way a divine entity capable of bestowing that much strength would be unaware of the consequences.
But at that mont, Zhang Haoran began to consider another possibility, one that might explain the impossibility before him. He tried to break free from the constraints of his own thinking.
What if his perspective was too narrow? What if he had been too trapped within a mindset that insisted everything must follow the patterns of past precedent?
That kind of thinking had limited his imagination and prevented him from seeing other answers that might be right in front of him. Now, he allowed his thoughts to open, spreading into far broader possibilities.
What if Aldrian had not broken any heavenly laws at all? What if he could wield all that power because he was ant to?
The answer was not too complex or distant.
What if Aldrian was actually a true god in the form of a mortal?
That was the only explanation that made sense. It was the only reason Aldrian could possess all of that without consequence.
A god within a mortal body.
Was that even possible? He did not know. He lacked deep knowledge about the true extent of a god’s power. But one thing was certain, Aldrian possessed the qualities of a divine being.
But then, one question continued to bother him. He could not understand how Aldrian managed to evade the heavenly laws of the lower heavens.
By all reason, Aldrian should have already faced punishnt. A divine being using divine power in the lower realm should have triggered imdiate backlash. But nothing had happened. Why?
Then, a new and even more absurd conclusion ford in his mind, one that made him laugh at himself in silence.
What if the heavenly laws were not punishing Aldrian... because they supported his existence?
If that were true, then he was not just facing a cultivator. He was facing a fragnt of a god.
Could he win against that?
"Whatever," he thought.
He decided to use his ultimate trump card. The current situation was forcing his hand. He did not know the full extent of Aldrian’s strength or abilities, but judging from what he had seen, he had no choice. If he wanted to survive, he had to act decisively.
At that mont, Aldrian’s avatar raised one of its hands. And in that hand, a sword suddenly ford, a sword with the exact shape of Eternal Spirit. Without a single word, the avatar brought the blade down toward Zhang Haoran.
The sword was so powerful that space itself was split by its tip, leaving a rift in its wake.
But before the sword could crush Zhang Haoran—
BOOM!
Zhang Haoran’s aura suddenly burst forth, surging violently as the surrounding wind was blown away. From his body, a giant avatar erged, towering and imposing. It was red, with three heads and six arms, an asura-like figure with a terrifying expression that stared directly at the incoming sword.
In an instant, spears appeared in each of its hands. All six arms moved at once, forming a defensive stance to block the descending blade.
Aldrian, watching this unfold, raised an eyebrow, but he did not stop his strike.
The mont his sword t the spears of Zhang Haoran’s avatar—
BOOM!
Swooosh! Rumble!
The trendous sound of the clash echoed across the entire region, and the impact tore open a massive spatial rift around them. The force of the collision also devastated the land behind Zhang Haoran, with the destruction spreading for over a hundred kiloters.
Even the spatial barrier that Aldrian had created to trap Zhang Haoran inside his domain was shattered by the clash.
A chaotic spatial storm erupted, pulling everything nearby into its swirling void. Yet despite the destruction, the two avatars remained unmoved. Although Zhang Haoran’s avatar was much smaller than Aldrian’s, it did not fall short in terms of power. It was exuding the sa strong aura as Aldrian’s.
That was what made Aldrian raise his eyebrows in surprise. Zhang Haoran’s cultivation had now touched the next realm—the pseudo-Immortal Foundation stage.
On this continent, which had long been sealed by a massive formation created through the combined efforts of Long Shentian and Feng Xuanyan, no one was supposed to reach a realm beyond the peak emperor stage in the truest sense.
Yet now, it seed that soone had bypassed that restriction.
At this mont, Zhang Haoran had truly stepped into that higher realm. Aldrian could sense it, not just from his aura or the expansion of his energy, but from the energy around him. His entire being had shifted. He had not rely approached the threshold. He had crossed it.
He had reached the next realm in the truest sense.
Zhang Haoran’s avatar then pushed Aldrian’s sword upward as he roared with all his might. The six spears moved in unison, successfully repelling the massive sword of Aldrian’s avatar.
Without pause, Zhang Haoran revealed the full figure of his avatar and flew into the air, positioning its spears in a battle stance.
"Aldrian! We’ll decide our fate here and now! One of us will fall!"
He would end this as soon as possible!
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