Ch. 279 - How Can A Firefly Compete With The Radiance of The Moon?
As the pressure of the Emperor Meridian Realm rippled through the air, many of the gathered prodigies changed expressions. The Imperial Meridian Realm was truly a watershed, only the top five on the Holyflower Tyrant Ranking had stepped into this level. Even Luo He was still hovering at the peak of the Paragon Meridian Realm.
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Xu Zimo drew out Shadow Tyrant, his blade roaring with thunder and blazing flames. He pointed it toward the purple-robed young man in the pavilion and said coldly: “Are you going to come out and die, or should I come in and kill you?”
“You really want to make an enemy of my Heaven-Severing Sacred Ground?” the purple-robed youth asked calmly.
“You talk too much,” Xu Zimo snorted.
He stepped into the air and slashed down directly at him.
“You’re going too far!” the Heaven-Severing Sacred Ground’s Holy Son’s face shifted, spiritforce gathering as he met the strike with a punch.
Boom!
Spiritforce exploded around them. The peaceful pavilion was cleaved down the middle, and the Holy Son was sent flying, crashing through multiple support pillars before slamming hard into the farthest pavilion.
Flames and thunder left scorched marks hanging in midair.
…
Everyone turned to look, The Holy Son’s face was pale, his body bloodied and torn. He staggered to his feet, barely holding on.
“Young Master Xu, let this end here. This is the Cai Clan’s tea gathering, we must take responsibility,” Cai Yueting said awkwardly from the side.
An elder stood beside her, stepping forward to block Xu Zimo. The powerful aura of the Empyrean Meridian Realm surged from him.
Squinting, the elder said coldly:
“Since you’ve caused such trouble… I have no choice but to subdue you and hand you over to Heaven-Severing Sacred Ground, to calm the Holy Son’s fury.”
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the power of the Empyrean Meridian Realm descended, aiming straight at Xu Zimo.
“Nineteen Forms of Dao-Seeking. Eleventh Form: Heaven Blood.”
Xu Zimo calmly drew Shadow Tyrant once more. Flames and thunder raged across the blade. A single drop of blood shimmered like a musical note on the steel’s deadly edge.
The broad blade carved through the air, summoning a sea of blood that swallowed all sin and hatred.
At the same time, Xu Zimo activated the Fifth Transformation of the War God’s Nine Transformations.
His slash tore open the heavens, shattering space like a dawn sky being split in two.
Everyone felt like the strike was slow, but it was so slow that it could not be dodged.
The elder’s spiritforce-formed palm clashed with Shadow Tyrant.
Xu Zimo grunted and was pushed back three or four steps.
But the Empyrean Meridian Realm elder was sent flying backward like a meteor.
The crowd was shocked.
Someone at the Imperial Meridian level had just overpowered an Empyrean Meridian Realm elder.