
At the main Spiritual Peak, the grand stage was at the top of the mountain where the Mystic True Sacred Clan was located. This stage was known as the True King Stage, and it was extremely famous. It's been there for tens of thousands of years.
In the Mystical True Sacred Clan, normal experts and Core disciples did not even have the right to fight on the Stage of a True King because it was a place where only Kings fought.
On this day, the sun shone as two figures stood looking at each other on the True King Stage.
One of them was a proud young man with his hands behind his back. His eyes were sharp, and it looked like a star as he exuded a royal aura.
It was like seeing a divine silver ball of light.
He was Nan Gongsheng, the number one genius of the True Martial Holy Lands.
“Zhe zhe, who else can compare to Nan Gongsheng in the younger generation besides Meng Xi?”
“Nan Gongsheng is now King. Even Meng Xi and Zhao Feng would not be able to withstand ten moves against him. ”
Many Core disciples gathered around the stage.
On the other side of the stage was a young girl in purple clothes. She had incredible beauty, and her skin was as white as snow.
In terms of appearance, perhaps only Meng Xi of the Thousand Darkness Holy Clan could compare to her.
The gazes of some men turned embarrassing as they stared at him.
“He's Zhao Yufei's?”
“It is difficult to imagine that Brother Chen, Brother Nan, and Jiang Fan all lost to him.”
The crowd was discussing.
Although not many people thought Zhao Yufei had a high chance of winning, he had already reached the pinnacle of this generation by reaching this step.
In terms of age, Zhao Yufei was much younger than Nan Gongsheng.
Much attention was paid to this battle. There were many Kings and Emperors near the True Monarch Stage. Emperor Duanmu and Master Nan Gongsheng, Emperor Mi Kong, were also here.
“I don't think that the first fight after I became King will not be against Zhao Feng or Meng Xi, but a girl whose name even I don't know.”
Nan Gongsheng muttered to himself with a hint of ridicule.
With his fame as the number one genius in the Holy Land and his cultivation in the Void God Realm, his, he was too insulting to fight with others of the same generation because others would think he was being a bully. After all, Nan Gongsheng was technically not a disciple anymore after becoming a King and part of the upper echelon of the Mystic True Sacred Clan.
Originally, Nan Gongsheng didn't want to fight, but Emperor Duanmu talked about it with Emperor Mi Kong. Apparently, this girl was from a faraway continent zone and was closely related to Emperor Duanmu.
“Start!”
With the signals from the two Emperors, the fight at the True Monarch Stage had finally begun.
As the crowd watched intensely, the two did not immediately attack.
“No matter how strong your heritage and bloodline is – everyone under the King is an ant.”
Nan Gongsheng stood with his hands behind his back and moved his intentions.
The explosion!
At that moment, the King's strength shook the soul dimension and caused the nearby Yuan Qi to freeze.
If he wanted to, he could destroy the entire Broken Moon Clan or the Iron Blood Religion with just a single thought.
This is the King's intention.
In everyone's view, Nan Gongsheng seemed to be one with Heaven. Each of his actions and movements created an infinite force that passed through the physical and soul dimensions.
Half of the True King Stage was covered by a mystical silver light.
The mystical silver light contained an understanding of Space.
“His Void God power has formed the beginning of the Space Domain. If the King was half a step into it, their intentions would be suppressed and their bodies would be restricted by the domain, and they would not be able to resist. ”
There were several Kings among the spectators.
Emperor Mi Kong was a silver-haired elder with a smile on his face who looked arrogantly towards Emperor Duanmu.
“As expected of Nan Gongsheng; he had just broken through to the Void God Realm not too long ago and was already no weaker than some of the older Kings. ”
Duanmu Qing sighed.
Only the mind is so strong.
If it was Zhao Feng or Meng Xi before fighting him, they would be restricted, unable to do anything.
“Yufei, his King's intentions contain the power of Space...”.
The Purple Saint Partial Spirit's voice sounded in Zhao Yufei's mind.
Withstanding the pressure from the King's strength and Spatial intent, Zhao Yufei's face began to blush, but he showed no signs of retreating or losing. Instead, he started smiling, “You are very strong, but I won't lose.”
“Hmm?”
Nan Gongsheng was very surprised. The power of his King seemed to fall into another world like a rock that sank into the sea when it landed on Zhao Yufei.
“So, that's the reason. No wonder he dared to challenge a King. ”
Emperor Mi Kong's silver eyes flickered in surprise.
The other few Kings present also saw something.
Zhao Yufei had purified the small world, so he was not afraid of the King intent of an ordinary King.
Weng ~~
The purple-clothed girl released a purple light that shattered the mystical silver light around her.
“What?”
Nan Gongsheng's body trembled slightly. His newly formed Spatial Domain was destroyed by the opponent's True Yuan.
The Void God Realm was divided into King and Emperor rank.
When the King reached a certain level, they could form their own spatial domain, but it was not an actual physical dimension. Some of the more powerful Emperors could create real dimensions or small worlds by condensing their spatial domains into reality.
Nan Gongsheng had become a King not long ago, but since he specialized in Space and possessed a Spatial Spiritual Body, he could barely form a spatial domain.
A normal half-step king would not be able to fight back inside the domain. However, Zhao Yufei released a True Yuan wave that boosted the power of the spatial domain.
“Truly strong True Yuan!”
The few Kings nearby were shocked.
“He has not formed the King's intention or become a King, but his True Yuan is comparable to one's strength.”
Emperor Mi Kong was stunned.
Nan Gongsheng and Zhao Yufei attacked at the same time.
Waves of silver light descended from the sky and struck Zhao Yufei. His strength was enough to destroy a normal city.
“Purple Heaven Sacred Technique!”
The explosion! The explosion! Bam!
The clash of forces that reached the King level occurred on the True King Stage.
“His strength... can fight back against mine!?”
Nan Gongsheng had a serious expression. He doesn't underestimate her anymore.
The legendary continent zone was indeed not simple and had surpassed a True Martial Holy Land.
Shua!
Nan Gongsheng's figure disappeared.
Next moment:
Whooshing sound!
Waves of silver light released a forbidden aura as it swept over Zhao Yufei from the side.
That's too fast. Nan Gongsheng's speed and his spatial technique had reached an entirely new level.
The spatial secret technique!
Zhao Yufei's heart surged. His Spiritual Bloodline was extremely sensitive to Heaven Earth Yuan Qi. Technically, he's fused with it.
“Absorb!”
Zhao Yufei opened his palm, and the vortex of purple crystal water suddenly expanded and swallowed the silver light.
Jeers appeared on Nan Gongsheng's face.
Shu! Shu! The explosion!
A violet crystal whirlpool suddenly exploded as silver light seemed to have the ability to pierce through space.
The moment the power of the spatial secret technique would land on Zhao Yufei:
Shua!
The purple shadow was shattered by the silver light.
Immediately after, a streak of purple light invaded Nan Gongsheng with terrifying strength.
It was like a purple meteor smashed into Nan Gongsheng.
No fine!
Nan Gongsheng felt a strong sense of danger. He ran dozens of meters away as silver light shone around his body.
The explosion!
The purple meteor turned Nan Gongsheng's original location into a sea of purple flames.
Nan Gongsheng had almost been hit by a purple meteor.
Weng ~~
The light from the purple meteor began to fade, revealing the astonishing figure of Zhao Yufei.
“Purple Heaven Sacred Technique!”
“What is the relationship between the Purple Night Sacred God and him?”
Emperor Mi Kong took a deep breath as he looked at Zhao Yufei.
He was also an old Emperor, and he had witnessed the power of the Purple Night Sacred Lord in the past.
In that generation, the Purple Night Sacred Lord barely had anyone who could match him among the ten thousand powers here.
“That's right, he is the heir of the Purple Night Sacred God, and he also has the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Ancient Race.”
A smile appeared on Emperor Duanmu's face. The expression of Emperor Mi Kong made her happy.
No matter who won, Nan Gongsheng was still a King with a Spatial Spiritual Body and a Heaven Spiritist Body. He was the number one genius in the Holy Land, whereas Zhao Yufei had a lower and younger cultivation.
Profound Spatial Slash!
With a flash of silver, Nan Gongsheng appeared behind Zhao Yufei's back.
The silver punch extended through space and unleashed the power of the forbidden Space.
At this moment, the two were very close. Nan Gongsheng could even smell Zhao Yufei's fragrance.
Shua!
A Profound Mystic Slash shot towards Zhao Yufei.
Nan Gongsheng circulated his strength to the maximum as he locked onto Zhao Yufei.
He could not dodge it, but he had no intention of doing so. Suddenly, she emitted a holy light like a goddess.
Ding!
A Profound Mystic slash landed on Zhao Yufei, but it seemed to fuse into a liquid crystal as it caused a spark to fly.
“How is it possible!?”
Nan Gongsheng shouted in his heart.
This scene surprised the audience.
Zhao Yufei did not use any secret techniques, but his physical body had exceeded the limits of flesh and blood.
His current state was similar to Zhao Fengs Water Spirit Divine Change, but the latter had to pay a price to reach such a state whereas this state seemed natural to Zhao Yufei.
“Could this lineage be the Spiritual Race of the Ten Thousand Ancient Races!?”
Some of the Kings who watched exclaimed.
One had to know that Nan Gongsheng's attack was a unique Spatial attack, yet it did not even harm Zhao Yufei in the slightest.
“Spiritual Race! The nature of this bloodline is definitely the Spiritual Race! ”
Emperor Mi Kong took a deep breath and could not hide the shock in his eyes.
The Spiritual Race was ranked 19th among the Ten Thousand Ancient Races. It was a legendary bloodline that ruled.
Weng ~~
“Luka” in Zhao Yufei's perfect body began to recover until he recovered completely. There was no sign of blood.