The young monk’s words were ruthless.
"You are just an onlooker, how would you know my true thoughts?"
That figure retorted.
"From the mont you chose the ’Heart Devouring Secret Technique’ and swallowed the first heart, I knew you had long ceased to be human."
The young monk’s contemptuous smile remained.
"Compared to you?"
That figure frowned.
"I never claid to be human. Compared to you, at least I’m honest, unlike your hypocrisy."
The young monk looked disdainful.
"Back then, I didn’t kill you and kept you because of your honesty, but now, that honesty is indeed annoying."
As the figure spoke, they raised their hand.
The opponent was preparing to end the young monk.
However, the young monk moved faster.
In the next mont, the young monk, who was previously lying on the ground, leapt up and hugged the figure tightly in his arms. A materialized illusion of the Monstrous Rakshasa reappeared.
Two differently colored palms pressed together fiercely in front of the chest.
Boom!
Amidst the huge roar, accompanied by the young monk’s shout.
"Move now!"
Clang!
Blades and swords chid together.
The ’Knife Monarch’ and ’Sword Immortal’ once again combined their blade and sword.
Two sharp lights illuminated the night sky.
But,
They missed.
Bang!
At the mont the blade light and sword qi flickered, a muffled sound ca from midair.
Accompanied by a shower of blood and flesh, the illusion of the Monstrous Rakshasa exploded directly.
The young monk holding the figure in his embrace was ’burst’ open.
Or more precisely, ’bursted’ open.
An expression of disbelief appeared on the young monk’s face.
He seed completely unable to accept such an outco.
However, the result would never change because of personal will.
Amidst the blood rain and foul wind.
The ’Joyful Buddha’ vanished without a trace.
The ’Emperor’ standing in midair, as if strolling leisurely, avoided the combined blade and sword qi, lifted his palm —
Roar!
A hundred-ter-long golden ’dragon’ illusion appeared.
Along with it ca an unprecedented pressure.
That was,
Both the joy of harvest and the ruthlessness of the law.
Exerting both kindness and might, it transford into the people’s will.
With the people’s will, it beca unstoppable.
It made all things tremble.
And even more, made the world submit.
The entire Northern Capital ’woke up’ at this mont.
But it made no sound.
They, or it, knelt straight there, raising their heads to look at the figure floating in the mind.
Then, they bowed together.
As if they were eting their Emperor.
But,
It was more like a pilgrimage.
A worship of a deity.
And the deity was the once Emperor.
A halo of seven colors appeared behind the figure.
In an instant, the hundred-ter-long golden dragon illusion expanded like inflating a balloon to a thousand ters.
Surrounded by the golden dragon, the figure looked at ’Knife Monarch’ and ’Sword Immortal’, and said with a faint smile.
"I combined the ’Son of Heaven’s Dragon Fist’ and ’Heart Devouring Secret Technique’ to create a new martial art. My foolish younger brother secretly learned so from , and he called it ’Rebirth Fist.’
But this martial art should be called ’Bliss Fist.’
Previously, no one was worthy of using this newly created fist technique. Now that you two are here, you can just be the touchstone for my fist technique. Take this——
Bliss of Rebirth!"
In the golden dragon illusion, the figure threw a punch.
Instantly, the world changed color.
An imnse pressure surged from all directions, as if the world before them was about to shatter.
However, faint lights appeared in the distance.
There, the chants were continuous.
There, auspicious clouds were unending.
There, golden lotuses sprung from the earth.
There, people longed for.
Unconsciously, the people of the Northern Capital closest to this place knelt, feeling such longing arise within their hearts.
Then, their bodies quickly shriveled, their qi-blood and essence were all extracted, flowing into that figure.
Instantly, the thousand-ter golden dragon illusion began to materialize.
The figure’s qi-blood grew even stronger.
"How could the strength of one compare to the strength of many?
How could the ’Son of Heaven’s Dragon Fist,’ based on the people of the world, compare to the ’Bliss Fist,’ based on the ’ignorant masses’?"
The figure using the ’Bliss Fist’ with full force for the first ti laughed heartily.
The effect was even better than he imagined.
A single punch equaled a month of hard practice.
This feeling was simply wonderful.
As for a single punch draining thousands of people around him?
He simply didn’t care.
There were plenty of people in the world.
Why care about these?
As the thought arose, the golden dragon illusion began to show black.
And, it instantly turned black.
The punch that once contained the harmony of harvest, law, and the people’s will, at this mont, transford into heedless plunder.
Slaughter, domination, exploitation, and ruthlessness seed to appear out of thin air, rging into this punch.
So much so that the majesty of the black dragon not only didn’t diminish.
It even grew stronger.
Far surpassing just now.
The ’Knife Monarch’ and ’Sword Immortal’ faced with this punch, their expressions changed dramatically.
The previous ’Emperor’ had already made them feel trendous pressure, arousing a sense of resistance.
And now?
It was utter despair.
But neither dodged.
Having both fought the ’Emperor’, they knew well that once they retreated, they would only fall into endless passivity. The opponent’s fist not only would increase in power, but it would also grow stronger with the fight.
Thus, they could only fight head-on.
So, the two once again combined their blade and sword.
The blade light and sword qi surged straight toward the figure.
But even before they got close, the thousand-ter black dragon lunged down directly.
Rumbling!
Upon contact with the black dragon, the blade light and sword qi shattered, while the latter’s light dimd.
However, the figure didn’t care at all, and imdiately delivered another punch.
More people within the Northern Capital were drained of their qi-blood and essence.
The dim black dragon recovered once more.
The figure’s aura grew even stronger.
He looked at the ’Knife Monarch’ and ’Sword Immortal’ about to be killed by his punch, with a slight curl of his lips. At that mont, a tall and burly figure appeared silently behind him.
Then ca——
A 40-ter-long Light Sword slashed directly.
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