First of all, Ye Xuan’s cultivation is still a step away from being supre, and the most critical issue is that the Master of Spirits is an achiever of the current world, blessed with Cosmic Will.
Not to ntion Ye Xuan at this mont, even if the three Supre beings fight against the Master of Spirits, the Master of Spirits can still remain unbeaten. This is the terror of a current world achiever.
"Ye Xuan, what I want is a fair fight with you; only then can I resolve my inner knots and pursue higher realms."
After saying this, the invincible aura of the Master of Spirits faded, and even the Cosmic Will blessing him disappeared.
"So, can we have a battle?" the Master of Spirits asked.
At this mont, the Master of Spirits had only supre cultivation, without any Cosmic Will blessing. This ignited a burning gaze towards Ye Xuan.
"If you want to battle, then I shall battle."
Boom!
Heaven-shattering, earth-moving, the Ten Heavenly Gates, one after another, the Reincarnation Halo spread out, the entire Emperor Palace vanished in the ninety-nine layers of heavens, crashing into the cosmic starry sky in the astonished gazes of Huang Pangzi and others.
"Sir, you must return safely."
Gazing at the endless cosmic starry sky above, Huang Pangzi and others silently prayed in their hearts, knowing that Ye Xuan was going to fight the Master of Spirits, and this battle would be extrely arduous.
...
Ti was slipping away bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, three thousand years had passed.
Ti flows like water, fleeting as a white horse crossing a gap.
These three thousand years caused extre turbulence in the Chaos Great World, as endless Chen Stars fell in that vast cosmic starry sky, and the Nine Heavens Star River poured down, causing unimaginable disasters on the Five Domains earth.
Living creatures scorched, catastrophes from above!
Until a shocking ssage ca through, finally making the creatures of the Five Domains understand that the heavenly disasters over these three thousand years were all caused by the battle between the Emperor of Heaven Burying and the Master of Spirits.
The catastrophe continued.
teor descends, earth falls, do collapses, mountains turn to ash.
Those divine lights streaked across the cosmic starry sky, the aura of destruction suspended downwards; this world-renowned battle was still ongoing.
No one knew the result of this shocking battle, nor did anyone know when it would end.
Until ten thousand years had passed, the heavenly disasters gradually cald, and that vast cosmic starry sky also gradually settled.
...
Heavenly Burial Palace.
Boom!
The Emperor Palace descended from the starry sky, standing firmly in the ninety-nine layers of heaven. As the palace doors opened with a rumble, a figure walked out.
"Emperor!"
The crowd cheered aloud, hurriedly welcoming Ye Xuan, and even knelt down, loudly chanting the na of Ye Xuan, Emperor of Heaven Burying.
Ye Xuan wore black clothes, but his garnts were sowhat disheveled, stained with a lot of blood, and his complexion was slightly pale, although his eyes remained as deep as an ancient pond.
Clearly, this battle was extrely difficult, and even Ye Xuan suffered heavy injuries. Yet, everyone was puzzled, not knowing the outco of this battle, and wondering where the Master of Spirits was now.
Dead? Or departed?
But Ye Xuan did not speak, and ultimately, they dared not open their mouths to ask.
"Fengtian stays, everyone else retreats." Ye Xuan weakly said.
"Obey the emperor’s decree."
The crowd hurriedly complied and withdrew from the ninety-nine layers of heaven.
...
Inside the Emperor Palace!
Puff!
A mouthful of blood spewed from Ye Xuan’s mouth, his whole being appeared slightly stumbling, causing Ye Fengtian’s face to change drastically.
"Master, where are you injured?"
Ye Fengtian quickly supported Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan gently pushed him away, his steps were sowhat stumbling, but he did not fall to the ground.
"Indeed, still a step away from being supre," Ye Xuan wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, a self-mocking smile outlining his lips.
The battle lasted over ten thousand years.
The Master of Spirits dispersed the Cosmic Will blessing, but he was ultimately ancient supre, relying solely on his supre cultivation to fight against Ye Xuan for over ten thousand years.
This battle had no victory or defeat.
Ye Xuan was heavily injured, but the Master of Spirits was also not having a good ti, suffering extrely terrible injuries.
This was largely thanks to Ye Xuan possessing several Forbidden Secret thods, otherwise, he was indeed not the Master of Spirits’ opponent.
If a victory were to be determined, Ye Xuan could self-mockingly say that indeed he lost.
He did not lose at the hands of the Master of Spirits, but at his own cultivation.
Not being supre, he indeed had a gap with the supre, although this gap was not big, it was sufficient to decide victory or defeat.
But after this battle, the Master of Spirits laughed solemnly, because in his heart, Ye Xuan did not lose to him; the one truly defeated was himself.
Being supre, he already had a slight advantage over Ye Xuan in terms of cultivation, while Ye Xuan was only at the Immortal Realm, this alone made his victory sowhat unworthy.
Moreover, after more than ten thousand years of continuous slaughter, he could not truly defeat Ye Xuan, even if he held the upper hand, ultimately, it ended in a draw.
Today, Ye Xuan opened the Ten Heavenly Gates, and in the future, if he were to open the Eleventh Heavenly Gate, would he still be a match for Ye Xuan?
The Master of Spirits left in desolation; this battle fulfilled his wish but also made him truly understand the gap between him and Ye Xuan.
Perhaps Ye Xuan was not as strong as him now, but it wouldn’t be long before Ye Xuan caught up, and the Master of Spirits understood this very well.
However, because of this battle, the Master of Spirits managed to resolve his inner knots. He could beco the supre being of the Tenth Epoch, naturally not diocre.
Since Ye Xuan could keep improving his cultivation, so could he, Ye Lingtian.
The Master of Spirits, Ye Lingtian, returned to the Spirits Heavenly Palace and directly issued a decree, announcing seclusion and not erging, commanding everyone in the Spirits Heavenly Palace to cultivate themselves and not to compete for fa and gain with any forces or individuals.
Because, only three hundred million years remain until the end of the Tenth Epoch, and when the Tenth Epoch ends, it will enter a new epoch, the Spirits Heavenly Palace will beco history, and new ancient supre beings will lead its Daoist tradition into the Eleventh Epoch.
Although, the Spirits Heavenly Palace’s withdrawal seems a bit premature now, but nobody dared to disrespect the decree of the Master of Spirits, therefore, the entire Spirits Heavenly Palace beca low-key.
...
World-shocking, discussions abound.
This battle shocked the entire Chaos Great World, all the spirits across the world speculated about the outco of this battle.
So said the Emperor of Heaven Burying won, others said the Master of Spirits won; various opinions constantly erged, becoming the hottest topic in the entire Chaos Great World.
But as soon as a supre decree was issued from the Spirits Heavenly Palace, announcing its retreat, all beings across the Chaos Five Domains were taken aback.
Hence, many worldly spirits believed that the Emperor of Heaven Burying must have won, otherwise why would the Master of Spirits have his Daoist tradition retreat?
Without waiting for this opinion to spread, soone from the Heavenly Burial Palace ca forth to refute, announcing that the result of the battle was rely a draw, which suppressed all discussions.
Nonetheless, because of this battle, Ye Xuan, as Emperor of Heaven Burying, his na reverberated throughout the Chaos Great World, revered by all beings.
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