Around a hundred lightyears away from Sura, the Grandmaster of Heaven and the Primeval Lord of Heaven had arrived.
They did not come here by appointment, but met each other here.
They were not in a hurry to head to Sura at once … with their abilities, they could cover the distance of a hundred lightyears in no time at all.
A cloud mirror hovered in front of them.
It displayed everything that had happened in Sura, from Jiang He's arrival to his subjugation of the Nether River Patriarch to Lord Swelling Sky's appearance.
Even the Primeval Lord of Heaven, who had always been known for his seriousness, could not help stroking his beard and chuckling when Jiang He said 'Lord Swelling Sky, you old bastard.'
The Grandmaster of Heaven was laughing happily, but scowled when he saw the Primeval Lord of Heaven stroking his beard, and complained, "Brother, why do you have a beard? We're both Saints who can't die, and you don't look like an old man like Senior Brother. I can't bear to see you with that goatee. "
"Is it proper for a man to not grow a beard after living for endless years?"
The Primeval Lord of Heaven said flatly.
The Grandmaster of Heaven was immediately displeased —
Who are you trying to hide?
Still, he was not bothered to argue with the Primeval Lord of Heaven, and instead stared tightly at the cloud mirror, where Lord Swelling Sky had already made his move.
"Eh?"
That was when the Grandmaster of Heaven and the Primeval Lord of Heaven's faces twitched — they could clearly feel the Dao presence of the Gods' patriarch.
The aura of the Dao dissipated, and there was a faint sense of threat.
"Oh, no!"
The Grandmaster of Heaven quickly said. "That old dog is coming. It would be difficult for us to save him."
Meanwhile, the Demon patriarch had found Taishang Laojun in another part of space and chuckled, "Brother Taishang, I've come to ask for a cup of tea."
… …
Sura.
A battle was about to erupt.
Lord Swelling Sky stood where he was, his figure moving slightly as he extended his hand and pressed softly at the air where Jiang He was.
In that instant, Jiang He felt the dimensions around him freezing, just as the space where he stood began to distort.
Crack!
There was a soft, crisp sound.
The air within five kilometers of where Jiang He stood shattered like a mirror.
The cutting force from the shattering of space struck Jiang He's body with crisp clanging sounds.
Jiang He's clothes were torn apart, revealing his lean muscles.
"Hmm?"
Hierarch Swelling Sky's eyes flickered, and he said in surprise, "What a strong body … Your body's defensive power is almost on par with a defensive supreme-grade acquired spirit treasure."
Although it was just a casual strike, it was enough to slice most Demi-Sages into pieces.
At Jiang He's thought, a set of combat armor materialized over his body … although he did not need protective mystic treasures with his current physical defense, his clothes were too easily torn. Surely he could not fight the Swelling Sky Gods naked, could he?
Hierarch Swelling Sky pressed down once more.
Buzz!
The shattered space reversed and instantly returned to its original state.
Jiang He felt as if the world itself was crushing down upon him, turning into an unparalleled binding force.
If it was an ordinary Quasi-Sage, he would not be able to move an inch under such pressure.
Even so, was Jiang He an average Demi-Saint?
With a growl, he unleashed his full cultivation.
A Martial Yuan Spirit arose behind him, its entire body flickering in golden Eternity. Tyrannical qi and blood poured out of his orifices, battering the frozen dimensions until they were on the verge of collapsing.
Profound immortal strength shook heaven and earth in his body, and he broke free of Hierarch Swelling Sky's frozen dimensions. Stepping upon the stars, he strode toward Lord Swelling Sky.
"What?"
Lord Swelling Sky was stunned. "He was merely a pinnacle third-rate Demi-Saint the last time we met. How long has it been since then, and he already possesses such power? I'm afraid that even the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du of the human race and the deceased Rock Lord of the Rock Race are slightly inferior to him!
Kill!
The thought flashed through Lord Swelling Sky's mind, and he became even more determined to kill Jiang He. This time, he was no longer pretending to be arrogant, and he lunged at Jiang He in a flash.
Jiang He raised his hand and punched out.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation manifested beneath the shadow of his fist. Dusk descended upon the world, and an aura of sunset engulfed every direction.
Even Hierarch Swelling Sky was affected by the intent of this punch, causing the power of his attack to weaken a little.
As his fist collided with Jiang He's, his Saint's Daoist heart stirred and dispelled that influence, before invoking a streak of divine light and stabbing at Jiang He.
Jiang He invoked the Yuan Killer Sword to slash at the divine light, but the sword was sent flying while the divine light did not slow down and pierced Jiang He's chest.
His wound flashed with Eternity's golden radiance before recovering to its original state.
Lord Swelling Sky's eyes tightened again.
Even so, his attacks and moves did not stop at all. Instead, they became much sharper.
Soon, the fight became one-sided. Though Jiang He could hold on and exchange blows with Lord Swelling Sky, he was being suppressed.
"A Saint is truly powerful."
Jiang He sighed inwardly.
Still, there was a limit to Lord Swelling Sky's strength.
He quietly added.
If he instantly unleashed Esoteric All and increased his combat ability by thirty-three times, he would probably be able to maim Lord Swelling Sky with a single strike.
Still, Jiang He did not do that right away, and appeared very cautious.
After all, Saints controlled Time Dao.
Lord Swelling Sky had yet to use Time Dao, and the mystic treasure he used was that streak of divine light … it must have been an innate soul treasure, a flying shuttle.
Before Jiang He came, the Grandmaster of Heaven had told him that Taishang Laojun had asked him to relay a message … the patriarch of the Gods had a soul treasure that was extremely special and might lend it to Lord Swelling Sky, so Jiang He had to be careful.
Yes.
No rush.
He would play along with Lord Swelling Sky.
Jiang He was a little worried before the fight, but calmed down and relaxed after the real fight erupted.
Lord Swelling Sky …
There was a limit to who was stronger than him.
With Eternity's golden radiance, his injuries were nothing … it was also Jiang He's greatest reliance, or he would have been maimed and bedridden right now.
"Damn it!"
"What on earth is that?"
Jiang He was not in a hurry, but Lord Swelling Sky was.
How could he, a Saint, keep his face if word got out that he could not swiftly take down a newly ascended Demi-Saint?
Moreover …
Things would change if he delayed.
His patriarch had decreed that Jiang He must die.
"Jiang He!"
"Die!"
He growled.
A special Dao presence rippled out of his body as he invoked the strand of divine radiance and charged at Jiang He again.
Jiang He invoked the Yuan Killer Sword to block, only to find in shock that his movements had become immeasurably sluggish, whereas the divine radiance had become even faster.
Snikt …
Jiang He's chest was pierced once more.
His body was flung high into the air, flying over dozens of thousands of kilometers away.
"Time acceleration?"
"No, it's not just time acceleration … that old wretch must have used some sort of power to slow time on me as well …"
Jiang He thought to himself and charged his Eternity Golden Radiance to recover, only to realize in shock …
Even the speed of his Eternity Golden Radiance had slowed considerably.
Even his thoughts had slowed down.
It was not that he had slowed down, but the flow of time where he was had changed …
Whoosh!
Another strand of divine radiance shot toward him.
All Jiang He saw was a flash of divine radiance before his body was pierced again.
That happened several times in a row, and Jiang He did not have the time to recover at all. Lord Swelling Sky laughed ferociously and strode toward him.
He was standing right in front of Jiang He.
Even so, his speech, demeanor, and movements were dozens, if not hundreds of times faster than Jiang He's.
"A mere Demi-Saint dares to challenge a Saint?"
Hierarch Swelling Sky said. With a flip of his hand, he took out a pagoda and smiled, "This pagoda is my companion spiritual treasure. In my hands, its power is comparable to a Xiantian Cardinal Treasure. It contains the fiercest and hottest divine fire in the world. Any Quasi-Sage that falls into it will be reduced to ashes."
He invoked the tower and pressed it down on Jiang He.
However, his expression suddenly changed.
An aura that made his heart tremble erupted from Jiang He's body.
"Esoteric All!"
"Thirty-threefold combat ability!"
Left with no choice, Jiang He unleashed Esoteric All as time slowed down.
He was invincible barring Saints in the first place.
What did it mean to have thirty-threefold combat ability on top of that?
Kaboom!
A terrifying power erupted from within his body. Under the impact of this power, the 'debuff' on his body was instantly broken ….
"Twilight of the Gods!"
Jiang He roared in rage and punched out.
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