In the midst of the heavenly tribulation, the battle raged not only against lightning-born creatures but also against fierce opponents.
Especially by the Thunder Pool, though this layer of the heavens appeared tranquil, it teemed with countless beings. Once provoked, the consequences would be far more terrifying.
“**Cycle Fist!**”
Shi Hao roared, his fist blazing with light as fragments of time swirled around him, as if shattering the boundaries of past and future. With his explosive power, radiance surged, and his entire body seemed to ignite.
The heavens and earth were pierced, the lightning repelled, and time itself seemed to fade. His fist, entwined with chains of divine order, struck toward Ning Chuan.
“**Heavenly Diagram Shatters Eternity!**”
Ning Chuan bellowed, and behind him, a celestial diagram unfurled—a supreme technique innate to him, etched upon his back. It contained suns, moons, stars, and the vast cosmos.
*Whoosh!*
The scroll expanded, descending like an entire world, enveloping the battlefield.
It was as if the two combatants stood within the universe itself, with massive stars rotating in the dark void and rivers of heavenly light cascading down.
*Boom!*
Shi Hao erupted with fury, his fist piercing through a star as he charged at Ning Chuan.
“**Sever!**”
Ning Chuan commanded, and space split apart. The universe was cleaved in two, leaving Shi Hao stranded on the opposite shore.
At the same time, the stars rumbled, igniting one after another, illuminating the frigid cosmos as they hurtled toward Shi Hao.
Human strength has its limits, and standing against an entire universe seemed utterly insignificant.
“**Sin-blooded descendant, how can a mere speck like you oppose the cosmos?**” Ning Chuan’s voice was icy, like an invincible divine king, looking down upon the world as he sought to suppress Shi Hao.
“**Save your arrogance for when you truly refine a universe for yourself. This is nothing but a ghostly illusion!**” Shi Hao retorted.
He opened his Heavenly Eye, unshaken by the illusions before him. His Cycle Fist grew even more radiant, piercing through the cosmos, shattering stars one after another as he advanced toward Ning Chuan.
“**Cleave the Clouds, Shatter the Nine Heavens!**” Ning Chuan’s cold voice echoed as his incantation merged with his seals. The celestial diagram trembled, and the stars within it blazed with light.
*Swoosh!*
In that instant, the river of stars within the diagram transformed into a divine sword of the cosmos, slashing toward Shi Hao and splitting the heavens apart.
Simultaneously, Shi Hao’s fist broke through the constraints of space, smashing through a cluster of stars as it closed in.
*Splat!*
Blood sprayed—Shi Hao’s shoulder had been sliced open by the cosmic sword, wounding his flesh.
“**Not good!**”
Someone cried out in alarm. If Shi Hao fell, countless lives would be at stake—many of the natives still relied on him for salvation.
“**Heh heh heh…**” Others laughed, siding with Ning Chuan, for they saw that Shi Hao’s fist still fell short, failing to land a hit.
“**Haha, Huang is still no match for Ning Chuan! Even if he survived the strongest tribulation, it changes nothing!**” someone mocked openly.
Among them were the Silverblood Demon Trees and others, eagerly anticipating Shi Hao’s downfall.
Yet Ning Chuan himself paled, staggering back as he coughed up blood. Streaks of white appeared at his temples, aging him slightly.
“**That’s… the erosion of time! The fist didn’t land, but the fragments of time had already struck—Ning Chuan was hit!**”
Some recognized the truth, gasping in shock.
From the very start, both had been wounded—especially Ning Chuan, who couldn’t stop coughing blood.
“**Huang’s combat experience is too vast. A shoulder wound is merely superficial—those divine laws couldn’t harm his bones. But Ning Chuan suffered the power of the cycle, damaging him internally.**”
“**No, that’s not it. Huang must be in agony from that strike—the cosmic sword from the Heavenly Diagram surely fractured his bones!**”
Discussions erupted as spectators analyzed the battle.
“**Sin-blooded wretch!**” Ning Chuan’s expression darkened. The Cycle Fist was too sharp—though the punch hadn’t landed, the fragments of time had already invaded his body, wounding him unseen.
His flesh dimmed, his temples turned gray, and faint wrinkles appeared on his brow.
Fortunately, he halted the decay, preventing further aging.
Yet one terrifying fact remained—the Cycle Fist wasn’t just about time; it carried devastating force. Thus, he kept coughing blood, his injuries far from light.
Shi Hao’s bones crackled as he repelled the sword. Blood gushed from his shoulder, clearly wounded, but his body shone as his bones rapidly healed.
“**Kill!**”
With a thunderous roar, Shi Hao’s aura swallowed mountains and rivers. Golden lotuses bloomed beneath his feet, planted across the cosmos as he strode over suns and moons, charging at Ning Chuan.
*Splat!*
Behind him, the stars conjured by the Heavenly Diagram exploded under his steps. Like a dragon and tiger breaking free, he lunged at Ning Chuan with unrestrained ferocity.
*Boom!*
The two clashed again and again, life and death hanging in the balance.
Driven to madness, they fought with everything they had.
“**This is bad! Ning Chuan just endured his tribulation—his body is weak. He might not hold against Huang, who’s too ferocious!**” someone panicked.
“**No matter. Huang also just survived his tribulation and hasn’t fully recovered. Now he’s stepped into Ning Chuan’s calamity.**”
“**Heavenly Diagram—Suppress!**”
Ning Chuan beckoned, and the celestial stars spun, converging into his palm before transforming into a cosmic star chart.
*Rumble!*
He seemed to hold an entire universe in his hand, hurling it toward Shi Hao.
The sight was horrifying—like a primordial giant wielding the cosmos itself to crush a single man!
**Roc Breaks the Law!**
Shi Hao transformed into a Roc, soaring through the nine heavens. His golden wings shattered the stars, his colossal form cracking the universe itself.
“**Still not enough—suppress!**” Ning Chuan roared.
*Bang!*
The entire cosmos descended, slamming into Shi Hao.
Shi Hao was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth—severely wounded.
This was Ning Chuan’s might—powerful enough to injure even Huang, living up to his title as the Six Crown King.
Yet before cheers could erupt, the battle shifted again. Golden feathers filled the sky, and a black ocean surged.
Shi Hao steadied himself, channeling the ultimate mysteries of the Roc. A massive black fish leaped from the waters, resonating with a golden Roc in the sky.
One hand wielded the power of Yin, the other Yang—fish and Roc united, unleashing an immortal force.
“**Kill!**”
With a fierce cry, Shi Hao tore through the cosmos, striking relentlessly as Roc seals bombarded Ning Chuan.
*Splat!*
Ning Chuan was sent flying, blood gushing from his lips.
“**Fight on!**”
Ning Chuan’s forehead gleamed with dragon patterns. A long roar echoed as the phantom of a true dragon emerged. Then, he formed a fist seal, unleashing a lethal strike!
“**You think you’re the Ten Crown King? Master the complete treasure art before trying the Dragon Fist!**” Shi Hao sneered.
“**Wait—no!**”
Suddenly, many gasped in shock—even Shi Hao was stunned. The fist’s force was overwhelming, terrifying beyond measure.
A white Qilin manifested, roaring as Ning Chuan executed his technique—a kingly aura, peerless in might!
“**Dragon patterns on his brow—no, they’re Qilin patterns!**” someone exclaimed.
Ning Chuan had deceived them all. Never before had he revealed this—now, he unveiled a supreme divine ability. The Qilin Treasure Art was one of the Ten Fiends’ ultimate techniques!
What was his origin? This was his innate divine art—how could he inherit the Qilin technique directly?
*Boom!*
The Qilin Fist—a torrent of blood energy, its force tearing through the heavens.
Ning Chuan, usually poised and elegant, now exuded a regal fury. Covered in blood, his hair wild, his eyes cold as lightning, he clashed with Shi Hao in a final duel.
“**What of the Qilin Fist?**”
Shi Hao raised his hands, channeling the Willow God’s power. His body gleamed gold as hundreds of golden chains of order surged with his punch.
The two fists collided—*boom!*—shattering the firmament.
The impact triggered the tenth layer of the Thunder Sea, plunging the battlefield into chaos.
“**Not good!**”
Everyone paled. The tenth layer was the most terrifying—home to immortal birds, divine beasts, and even an Execution Platform, unpredictable and deadly.
“**Huang, how dare you!**” Ning Chuan snarled.
Amid their battle, Shi Hao had seized more of the tribulation liquid. Ning Chuan, also collecting the divine liquid, found both hindered—each obtaining only fragments.
Fury burned in Ning Chuan’s eyes. This was *his* tribulation—even a single drop stolen by Shi Hao was an insult.
A full pool of treasure, yet Shi Hao had taken more than him in the midst of combat!
**Ten Fiends Treasure Art—Qilin Divine Ability, Reborn!**
Ning Chuan’s killing intent surged. A snow-white Qilin roared as he formed his fist seal, lifelike as it charged. At the same time, the divine diagram on his back flared, flames rising beneath his feet as he unleashed all his techniques.
Golden crows cried, dragons and tigers clashed—yet the white Qilin dominated, a scene of terror.
Shi Hao’s fists blazed—Cycle Fist in his left, Thunder Emperor Fist in his right, a golden willow tree behind him as he charged.
**Bad!**
Onlookers gasped—within the tenth layer’s thunder world, a true dragon ascended, a heavenly phoenix circled, diving toward them.
Their battle had awakened the thunder’s denizens. Though formed of lightning, they wielded unfathomable divine abilities.
The dragon lunged at Ning Chuan, the phoenix at Shi Hao!
Now, they fought not only each other but also the thunder’s creatures—chaos escalating, blood staining their bodies.
*Swoosh!*
Worse, the Execution Platform glowed, unleashing hundreds of sword beams that swept the sky, forcing them to dodge frantically.
*Splat!*
Both were grazed, blood streaming—horrifying wounds.
At that moment, they roared simultaneously, amplifying their auras to unleash their ultimate techniques, prepared long in advance.
“**Nine-Five Supreme Heavenly Art!**”
“**Eight-Nine Heavenly Art!**”
Their shouts marked the pinnacle of their arts—methods to command their strongest techniques, now unleashed in full.
The Eight-Nine Heavenly Art drove the Roc’s power, the Cycle, Thunder Emperor’s technique, Heaven’s Will, Willow God’s method…
The battlefield erupted, techniques overlapping, peerless in might.
Though imperfect, at Shi Hao’s current realm, it sufficed.
*Boom!*
Heaven and earth churned, primordial chaos surged—the aftermath of the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art.
Meanwhile, the Nine-Five Supreme Heavenly Art was equally terrifying, commanding several supreme techniques like an immortal sovereign descending to sweep the world!
After this strike, the world blurred—nothing was visible.
Only much later did onlookers see both combatants staggering, bodies broken and maimed. Shi Hao now sat by the Thunder Pool, brazenly collecting tribulation liquid.
“**Ning Chuan’s physique is inferior to Huang’s—he suffered greatly!**” someone lamented.
“**Huang endured the Divine King Tribulation—his body is unimaginably tough. Naturally, he holds the advantage!**”
All eyes were fixed on the battlefield—some anxious, others elated.
“**Ahhh—!**”
Ning Chuan howled, fury burning through the heavens. That was *his* tribulation liquid, yet Huang was plundering it!
But his injuries were too severe—his combat power had plummeted.
*Boom!*
The Execution Platform trembled, immortal light erupting as the tenth layer’s tribulation faded, the Thunder Pool dimming.
“**Don’t run—I’m not done collecting!**” Shi Hao shouted, unwilling to relent.
*Splat!*
Ning Chuan, far away, spat blood in rage. Those were *his* spoils—yet Huang acted as if they were his own.
“**I’ll kill you!**” Ning Chuan bellowed, his essence boiling as he burned his power, charging once more.
“**I’d love to end you for good!**” Shi Hao sneered, stashing the tribulation liquid before lunging at Ning Chuan.
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