From a very far distance, Xu Zimo could already see the other party.
But he didn’t pay her any attention and instead continued stepping through the air straight ahead.
With a tallic clang, the sound of a sword’s cry rang through the surroundings.
An imnsely powerful sword intent, like a torrential flood, slashed down just one ter in front of Xu Zimo.
The rumbling explosions followed.
It was as if the heavens themselves had been torn apart, a short-lived chasm appearing ahead.
It blocked Xu Zimo’s path forward.
Xu Zimo looked up at the other party.
“Fight ,” the woman said proudly, chest held high.
“Not interested. Are we that close?” Xu Zimo replied.
“Shouldn’t the strong challenge even stronger opponents, and by doing so climb all the way up to the clouds to beco even stronger?”
This woman was Ji Ruobing.
Her eyes burned as she looked at Xu Zimo. “The way you’re acting, you seem a bit afraid of death.”
“I just think you’re too weak,” Xu Zimo shook his head with a helpless laugh.
“If I accidentally kill you, your Immortal Extinction Sacred Ground will co bother . And I hate trouble the most.”
“Don’t worry, my sect won’t interfere in my matters,” Ji Ruobing said lightly.
“Fight . If you win, I’ll unconditionally agree to do one thing for you. If I win, you don’t have to give anything in return. How about it?”
“You’re that confident?” Xu Zimo smiled faintly.
From the way she was acting, she clearly wouldn’t give up until she had fought him.
And she was very confident in her own strength, so confident it bordered on arrogance, otherwise she wouldn’t dare say such words.
“This is my style,” Ji Ruobing said.
“You dare or not? I won’t even make you sign a life-and-death contract, just a normal spar.
Of course, if you can kill , I’ll have no complaints.”
“You say you want to challenge , and I have to agree? Wouldn’t that make look bad?” Xu Zimo said with a smile.
“Then what do you want?” Ji Ruobing asked seriously, without getting angry.
“Do you know Mo Tianming?” Xu Zimo asked.
“I do,” Ji Ruobing nodded without hesitation. “He was the one who, along with you, passed the tenth floor of the Heavenly Dao Tower.”
“Go challenge him. If you can beat him, then you’ll qualify to fight ,” Xu Zimo said.
“You said it,” Ji Ruobing snorted coldly. “That was my intention anyway.”
With her status as the Saintess of the Immortal Extinction Sacred Ground, she had already challenged the Holy Sons and Saintesses of other imperial lineages in the Overlord Region.
These people were not unfamiliar to her.
It was instead Xu Zimo and Mo Tianming, these two newly erged prodigies, that had caught her interest.
“A martial fanatic,” Xu Zimo muttered as he watched her stepping into the air and leaving.
“She’s really easy to trick. I guess Mo Tianming will have to take the trouble for .”
He stepped into the air and went straight into the Heavenly Dao Academy.
Inside the academy there was a library, a place dedicated to storing books.
These so-called books naturally included cultivation thods, ridian techniques, secret arts, as well as miscellaneous records and strange tales…
In short, every book the Heavenly Dao Academy possessed was stored here.
As the largest academy of the human race, the books it recorded were vast beyond asure.
No other power, not even an imperial lineage, could compare.
Xu Zimo needed to prepare so things, but there were certain matters he had to investigate beforehand.
He had tried looking them up in the True Martial Sacred Ground before, but unfortunately, even that sect didn’t have these records.
So Xu Zimo could only search in the Heavenly Dao Academy.
Entering the library, he found it extrely vast.
Dozens of grand halls rose high from the ground, towering majestically. Each hall had a unique style.
So halls had giant dragons coiled above them, green lions roaring, and the wind whistling in unison.
So halls depicted scholars holding scrolls, ten thousand volus read, ten thousand miles traveled, the sea of learning without end.
So halls were shrouded in mist, and in that hazy illusion, immortals seed to ascend, or supre beings descended.
In short, each hall had its own unique design.
The library bustled with activity, with many students coming and going, talking in groups of three or five.
At the entrance to the library sat a reclining chair.
On it lay an old man wearing a brown-green robe, a book covering his face.
Xu Zimo tapped the armrest of the chair.
The old man sat up, yawned, and looked at Xu Zimo.
“What is it?”
“I’m looking for so books and wanted to ask you,” Xu Zimo said.
“What topic?” the old man asked.
“The Emperor’s Fall,” Xu Zimo said.
The Emperor’s Fall was sothing Xu Zimo was familiar with, it was the war concerning the God Emperor.
The God Emperor had attempted to rule the entire Primordial Heartlands, going so far as to destroy several imperial lineages.
In the end, he angered others, and on that day, three Grand Emperors forcibly descended upon the Primordial Heartlands and destroyed the God Emperor’s Heaven’s Will.
This was the first recorded ti in Primordial Heartlands’s history that a Grand Emperor had fallen.
It was also the first recorded ti that Grand Emperors had descended from the Outer Heavens.
There were so matters that perhaps even the God Emperor himself did not know.
What Xu Zimo wanted to investigate were the lesser-known aspects of that battle.
These details were important and would directly affect his future plans.
“The Emperor’s Fall?” the old man was montarily stunned.
He then looked at Xu Zimo strangely.
“Do you have the principal’s token?”
“I can’t read it without one?” Xu Zimo asked.
“Ordinary students naturally don’t have permission to read that,” the old man shook his head slightly.
“You can only access the first five halls’ books. The Emperor’s Fall battle records are in the eighteenth hall. You’re new here, aren’t you?”
Hearing this, Xu Zimo frowned slightly.
He left the library and headed to Vermilion Bird Island to find Venerable Nu for a solution.
This was sothing he hadn’t considered before.
But halfway there, that white-dressed woman from before appeared again, haunting him like a ghost.
“I’m not in the mood to make a deal with you right now,” Xu Zimo said flatly. “Don’t provoke .”
“I never said I wanted to make a deal,” the white-dressed woman smiled. “I was originally going to help you get into the library, but it seems you don’t need anymore.”
“You have a way?” Xu Zimo frowned.
He began to suspect that her status in the Heavenly Dao Academy was quite high.
The woman extended her arm, and on her pale wrist, a white token swayed gently.
“Here, the principal’s token,” she said with a proud smile.
“How do you have that?” Xu Zimo asked in puzzlent.
“That’s not sothing you need to know,” the woman smiled. “Just say whether you want it or not.”
“If you’re giving it for free, I’ll take it,” Xu Zimo said. “I don’t accept any conditional deals.”
Hearing that, the woman froze for a mont.
She then looked at Xu Zimo very seriously from head to toe.
“What?” Xu Zimo asked curiously.
“I know I’m very handso,” he said. “You don’t have to keep staring at .”
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