Chapter 1965: Myriad Spirits City (1/2)

The City of All-Heavens was a taboo!

A taboo for the Emperor Realm experts from the entire universe, even Sovereign Realm experts!

Heavenly Prince Di Jing nodded his head solemnly, “The City of All-Heavens. I’m bound to go there!” He paused slightly, then added, “Father, please rest assured, I have the Heavenly Dao Godhead and Heaven's Dao Physique. I won’t die so easily.” His gaze sharpened, “Huang Xiaolong isn’t dead yet. How can I die first?!”

Di Jun let out another sigh, “Alright then, prepare well in these two days. I’ll send Yan Tianchen and a few others to escort you to the City of All-Heavens!”

It was a long way to reach the City of All-Heavens, and the journey was laden with many dangers that even an average high-level Emperor Realm expert’s strength could not guarantee he could arrive safely. With Di Jing’s First Order Emperor Realm strength, it was certain that he wouldn’t make it to the City of All-Heavens alone. This was also why Heavenly Emperor Di Jun had Yan Tianchen’s group of several peak late-Tenth Order Emperor Realm experts escort Di Jing.

“Understood!” This time, Di Jing did not refuse. He was aware that he wouldn’t reach the City of All-Heavens safely by himself at his current strength. His eyes turned frosty and sharp as he said, “Huang Xiaolong, your death is near. I will kill you when I come back from the City of All-Heavens!”

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The Radiance World.

Four years passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, everyone’s attention was on the Radiance World’s Son of Light, who had put up a battle stage, challenging the universe’s same-generation geniuses.

During these four years, there had been numerous geniuses from other worlds who had answered the Son of Light’s challenge on the battle stage. But none of them was his match.

In fact, in these four years, none of the challengers were able to last more than three moves from the Son of Light. The majority of them were defeated in one move; worst still, some didn’t even last one strike. First-Order and a small number of Second Order Emperor Realm disciples were completely suppressed by the pressure exuded by the Son of Light to the point that they were lying face down on the battle stage.

Hence, in these four years, the Son of Light’s reputation was catching up to Huang Xiaolong’s, and there was a trend of surpassing Huang Xiaolong.

“Anyone among the younger generation below one hundred thousand years of bone-age who can take ten moves from me, I will worship them as my Master!” After the battle stage had been set up for four years, the Son of Light issued a public announcement.

Ten moves!

The announcement roused another wave of furor through various worlds.

However, another four years passed. Whether it was supreme godhead geniuses or king of supreme godhead geniuses, regardless of which Emperor Palace or ancient sects these geniuses hailed from, none of them were able to last ten moves from the Son of Light.

At this time, Huang Xiaolong was still refining the other half of the inheritance inside the Heavenly Hall at the bottom of the Sea of Radiance. He was completely unaware of the outside happenings.

The layers of sacred golden light enveloping Huang Xiaolong opened like blooming petals, and at the center, he was the god of light and radiance, the supreme existence above everything.

It was as if the entire Radiance World’s radiance was gathered within Huang Xiaolong. The light from his body soared to the heavens, bringing radiance to every corner of the world. It even passed the boundary of the Heavenly Hall, flowing outwards to the Sea of Radiance.

The sixteen wings on Huang Xiaolong’s back spread out and almost doubled in size. On each wing, radiant runes glimmered, and each rune contained incredible radiance energy.

Soon, every ray of sacred light within the Heavenly Hall rushed into Huang Xiaolong’s body with strong momentum, and loud hissing noises came from his body.