Dongbo Xueying transformed into a streak of light, hurtling at an extreme speed through the winding passageway, retracing his path. As he navigated through one fork after another, the passage gradually widened.
“He’s not running away? Still flying toward me?” Qihai Emperor hovered in the passage, his eight tentacles drifting lazily, his single eye fixed on the path ahead. His grotesque face twisted into a peculiar grin. “He escaped me once before—does he really think I can’t catch him? Heh heh heh… Such arrogance for a young whelp!”
Having lived through countless eons, Qihai Emperor had explored too many of the universe’s secrets. He even knew of legendary figures from past cosmic epochs, such as the ‘Master of the Lakeheart Island’ and the ‘Demon Ancestor.’ The more he knew, the more reverence he held. In his eyes, Dongbo Xueying was simply too full of himself. Dominating among Four-Heaven Realm Gods and barely matching some ordinary Great Powers, he dared to estimate the strength of beings like Qihai Emperor—who stood on the cusp of the Venerable level. How laughable!
Those who could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Qihai Emperor were figures like Ancient Zang Emperor and Lord of the Nine Suns Palace—either direct disciples of Dominators, wielding supreme techniques, or beings of profound heritage like the Demon Lord of Luo or the Purple-Robed Witch Emperor.
“Whoosh.”
As the distance between them rapidly closed, Qihai Emperor remained in place, his body swelling to an immense size. His eight tentacles nearly spanned the diameter of the million-mile-wide passage. He could have grown larger, but doing so would have compromised his combat agility.
“He’s coming.” Qihai Emperor steeled himself. His long life had taught him one thing—never underestimate any opponent. In this vast universe, anything could happen. Only by going all-out could he minimize surprises.
“Hmm? Qihai Emperor!”
Dongbo Xueying, still a streak of light, could now faintly pierce through the distortions of time and space to see the colossal Qihai Emperor blocking his path. Outside the Three-Headed Divine Mountain’s suppression, his vision would have reached even farther.
“He’s really confident.” As he flew, Dongbo Xueying’s right hand flashed, summoning a crimson spear—the Redcloud Spear.
The distance between them shrank.
Thirty million miles… twenty million miles… ten million miles…
“Lord Dongbo, this path is closed.” Qihai Emperor’s booming voice reverberated through the passage.
“Qihai Emperor, the path is wide enough. You can’t stop me.” Dongbo Xueying’s voice echoed back, his speed unwavering.
Qihai Emperor’s expression darkened. “This Dongbo Xueying is flying even faster. His aura confirms he’s reached the Four-Heaven Realm—his speed has more than doubled! Even before, he was slightly faster than me. But speed alone isn’t my forte; direct combat is.” As Dongbo Xueying closed in, Qihai Emperor struck!
His eight massive tentacles lashed out, warping space-time. They formed a colossal vortex, its gravitational collapse spawning miniature black holes around it.
The tentacles nearly filled the entire passage.
The vortex’s force permeated the space, leaving Dongbo Xueying no escape.
“Hmph.” Dongbo Xueying thrust his spear.
The spear elongated, its tip surrounded by an abyssal darkness, beyond which radiated blinding light—like a sun erupting before them.
In the past, Dongbo Xueying’s secret technique, ‘Annihilation,’ required two preparatory strikes before unleashing its devastating third. But after over 200,000 years of cultivation—amplified a hundredfold in accelerated time, totaling over a million years—his comprehension of cosmic laws had soared. Moreover, refining the divine artifact ‘Flying Dagger’ had granted him insights into two Daos: the Dao of the Illusory Realm and the Dao of Slaughter. These revelations had transformed his spearplay. Now, even a casual strike carried terrifying destructive force. A full three-strike buildup would be catastrophic.
“BOOM—!”
The spear, now a blazing sun, pierced the space-time vortex. Miniature black holes shattered, gravity destabilized, and the vortex trembled. The eight tentacles furiously converged.
“CRASH—!” The spear clashed head-on with the tentacles.
“What?!” Qihai Emperor recoiled. The sheer penetrating force behind Dongbo Xueying’s strike overwhelmed him. His massive body twisted aside as the spear tore through the tentacles, grazing past his head.
Dongbo Xueying instantly flicked his spear sideways.
One tentacle writhed, bending space to intercept.
“THUD!” The spear struck the tentacle, then slammed into Qihai Emperor’s skull.
The colossal body was sent flying, crashing into the passage wall.
“His strength surpasses mine! Among Great Powers, only beings like the Demon Lord of Luo, specialized in raw power, could match him!” Qihai Emperor was stunned.
Dongbo Xueying wielded two supreme techniques:
Taihao—unyielding, ferocious, excelling in strength and speed. Now at the Fourth Chapter’s Three Revolutions stage.
Annihilation Primordial Body—crafted by the Master of the Lakeheart Island, the strongest existence across multiple cosmic epochs. Peerless defense, matching Taihao’s Four Revolutions in power and speed.
Combined, these techniques—one channeling inner energy, the other physical might—amplified Dongbo Xueying’s prowess beyond measure.
To overpower him in strength required a Great Power specialized in raw force—something Qihai Emperor was not. Despite his countless expeditions, he had only obtained fragments of ancient methods and a single incomplete supreme technique. From these, he had forged his own sinister path, allowing him to stand among figures like Lord of the Nine Suns Palace. But in raw power? He was outmatched.
“You won’t escape!” Despite being hurled into the wall, Qihai Emperor unleashed his ultimate technique without hesitation.
Hum, hum, hum, hum, hum, hum, hum, hum!
His eight tentacles severed simultaneously.
New ones sprouted instantly, while the detached limbs morphed into eight crimson demons—each with curved horns, reverse-jointed knees, and a whip-like tail.
“Move!” Dongbo Xueying, already accelerating, charged past the forming demons. The two nearest roared and lunged.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Without slowing, Dongbo Xueying swept his spear, forcing them back.
WHOOSH!
He flashed past.
“Dongbo Xueying, don’t you dare flee!” Qihai Emperor bellowed, his eight demonic avatars echoing the cry.
“Qihai Emperor, I’ll take my leave. No time for games.” Dongbo Xueying knew Qihai Emperor’s signature move—the Eight Demon Avatars, each nearly as strong as the original. Outside, they could multiply further via World Clones. Combined, Qihai Emperor could field eighty-one clones. His specialty was overwhelming numbers.
But speed was Dongbo Xueying’s edge. Watching him vanish into the distance, Qihai Emperor seethed helplessly.
He had tried trapping Dongbo Xueying with his ‘Space-Time Grand Domain,’ but the spear had shattered it effortlessly. Even with eight avatars, Dongbo Xueying’s speed would let him slip through any gap.
“Chase him! I’m not the only one in the Three-Headed Divine Mountain!” The eight avatars dissolved into light, merging back into Qihai Emperor, who gave pursuit—far too slowly.
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