The sky battlefield trembled violently as two youths clashed in a grand duel, swift as eagles soaring through the heavens and mighty as apes uprooting mountains—both fierce and relentless, leaving onlookers awestruck.
**”Boom!”** Divine radiance erupted, as if the firmament itself had shattered! The two engaged in a fierce exchange, darting like rabbits and striking like falcons, seizing fleeting opportunities with ruthless precision. Their movements were so swift that the spectators could barely follow, their hearts shaken by the spectacle.
**”Hum!”** Shi Yi’s palm glowed with a hazy purple mist, resembling a vast expanse of violet clouds that blurred the battlefield. Moving like lightning and agile as a dragon, he hovered a foot above the ground, charging forward with terrifying speed. His right arm trembled violently as his entire body became enveloped in amethyst radiance, his aura overwhelmingly oppressive.
Shi Hao let out a sharp cry, dashing forward with equal speed, his body wreathed in crimson light. His palm shimmered with ancient symbols as he clashed head-on with his opponent, refusing to retreat even an inch.
In that instant, the spectators seemed to hear the roar of dragons and the cry of phoenixes, resonating through the nine heavens. The two combatants collided again and again, unleashing boundless light. Around them, ancient symbols flickered in the void, imprinting themselves upon the world—a manifestation of the Great Dao itself.
Their battle was truly earth-shaking, and this was only the beginning. Already, they had displayed terrifying divine abilities beyond comprehension. Gale winds howled, and auspicious mists surged. The onlookers were spellbound, silently wondering how many in the world could withstand even a single strike from these two.
Without a doubt, these were two young sovereigns!
Shi Yi’s eyes remained cold as he stomped the ground, shaking the entire battlefield. Countless runes spread from beneath his feet like creeping vines.
**”Hiss!”** The crowd gasped. Even a primordial demon mountain would have crumbled under such force, yet the sky battlefield remained intact, its runes flickering in defiance.
**”His power is immense! Those arcs of lightning suggest he could have shattered this battlefield if not for the runes restraining him.”**
At that moment, Shi Hao leaped into the air, sensing a tremendous force surging from the ground like a colossal hammer.
Shi Yi’s black hair fluttered as his gaze turned even colder. He shot forward like a bolt of lightning, launching a relentless assault on Shi Hao.
**”Bang!”** Their arms clashed in a flurry of strikes—hundreds of exchanges in mere moments, so fast that the spectators could barely track them.
Finally, a thunderous explosion erupted as violet and crimson light burst forth, as if two great stars had collided. The shockwave sent both combatants flying backward.
This was not the end—it was the beginning.
Shi Yi stepped onto the void, each footfall resonating like a drumbeat that threatened to shatter souls.
**”What terrifying footwork! What kind of divine ability is this?”** someone murmured in awe.
With each step, Shi Yi’s power surged. By the fourth step, the very void trembled under his might.
Even Shi Hao’s expression darkened. This was no ordinary technique—it was a supreme treasure art, one that amplified power with each step, threatening to shatter the heavens.
Unable to endure any longer, Shi Hao slashed forward, unleashing a streak of eerie crimson light from his palm, accompanied by the cry of a divine bird.
Shi Yi roared in response, his right arm glowing purple like an ancient savage dragon awakening. He met the crimson light head-on, triggering a blinding explosion.
Simultaneously, he took his fifth step. A killing intent surged through the battlefield, as if a thousand voices were shouting in unison, chilling hearts to the core.
**”How can mere footsteps evoke such terror?”** The crowd was stunned.
**”Boom!”** Shi Yi’s sixth step landed, and the void itself seemed to scream as purple mist engulfed everything.
**”This is—Qilin Steps!”** someone shouted in realization.
Shi Hao now faced immense pressure, as though ten thousand mountains bore down on him. The boundless, crushing force was suffocating.
**”Kill!”** Shi Yi’s voice was icy as he took his seventh step. A murderous aura erupted, as if three thousand demon sovereigns had roared in unison.
The world itself seemed on the verge of annihilation.
The battlefield’s runes flared, forming a massive barrier to contain the devastation—otherwise, countless cultivators outside would have been obliterated.
This was the true might of the Qilin Steps—an unstoppable force capable of crushing all opposition.
Shi Hao staggered, blood trickling from his lips.
**”What? Even Shi Hao is injured?”** The crowd was in disbelief.
**”This is no ordinary technique—it’s the true Qilin Art, not some diluted inheritance from a hybrid beast!”**
Shi Yi, the possessor of the legendary Dual-Pupils, must have glimpsed the Qilin’s legacy through his all-seeing eyes.
Yet, Shi Hao was undeterred. With a fierce roar, he spat forth a stream of crimson light, shaping it into a divine bird that disrupted Shi Yi’s steps.
At the same time, Shi Hao himself transformed into a blazing figure, swift and merciless as a Vermilion Bird.
**”That’s—the Vermilion Bird Treasure Art!”**
The spectators were dumbfounded. First, the Qilin Steps, and now the Vermilion Bird Art? These two were truly monstrous!
Shi Hao’s body burned like molten jade, crackling with lightning as he struck with unrelenting fury.
**”Boom!”** His speed was unmatched. He crashed into Shi Yi like a meteor, his palm-wings slicing through the air as if to cleave the heavens apart.
This time, Shi Yi was sent flying, nearly knocked out of the battlefield. Wiping blood from his lips, his expression flickered between shock and cold resolve before he lunged back into the fray.
**”The Four Strikes of the Vermilion Bird—executed to perfection! Just how formidable is his physique?”**
Even the Fire Emperor, observing from his chariot, was deeply moved.
**”Father, do you think he can win?”** Fire Spirit whispered.
**”It’s hard to say,”** the Fire Emperor murmured.
With a thunderous roar, a majestic violet Qilin materialized behind Shi Yi, towering like a divine war god.
At the same time, Shi Hao spread his arms, and a colossal Vermilion Bird of blazing crimson emerged, its wings eclipsing the sky.
**”Dharma Manifestation!”**
The spectators paled. These two were unleashing divine abilities far beyond their cultivation level!
Shi Yi merged with the Qilin, shifting between human and beast forms, while Shi Hao became one with the Vermilion Bird, his strikes carrying the fury of the heavens.
**”Boom!”**
The Qilin, wreathed in violet mist, clashed with the Vermilion Bird in a cataclysmic explosion. The battlefield trembled violently, cracks spreading across its indestructible surface.
**”Even in god-level duels, such destruction is rare!”**
The Moon Fairy, standing calmly amidst the chaos, remained silent, her serene demeanor a stark contrast to the devastation unfolding.
**”Kill!”**
The two combatants reverted to human forms—one wreathed in violet, the other in crimson—resuming their lightning-fast duel.
**”This is beyond intense! These two are truly peerless among their generation!”**
The battle raged on, the sky darkening as if the world itself mourned the ferocity of their clash.
**”Who do you think will win?”**
**”That little stone seems fiercer—his Vermilion Bird strikes could pierce the heavens and cleave the underworld!”**
Yet others disagreed.
**”Don’t underestimate Shi Yi. He hasn’t even used his greatest trump card—the power of his Dual-Pupils!”**
The outcome remained uncertain, but one thing was clear—this was a battle for the ages.
**”Boom!”**
Shi Hao, calm and relentless, executed the Four Strikes of the Vermilion Bird with peerless mastery.
**”Pfft!”**
Shi Yi spat blood, his Qilin manifestation flickering under the relentless assault.
**”Is this the end? Will the little stone claim victory?”**
**”Impossible! Shi Yi’s true power lies in his pupils! The real battle has only just begun!”**
The spectators held their breath as the two young sovereigns clashed once more, their fates hanging in the balance.
The final reckoning was at hand.
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