Chapter 679 - Destiny (2/2)

His light travel was quicker than a flash of light. Not a single demon could stop him in his tracks, until he finally entered the palace of Emperor Xia.

This was not Shen Lian's first time here but once he entered, he could only sigh. So many things had happened in such a short period. It seemed like a blur for Shen Lian. He never had any immense grudges against Emperor Xia, but now only one of them could remain standing. That was the helpless fact of destiny.

Emperor Xia donned his black emperor garment. He looked at Shen Lian who had arrived. His skin was fairer than before, as white as the mountain snow, so white and lonely, so hollow but profound and unfathomable.

When Shen Lian strolled towards him, beneath his every step was one lotus flower, and a soft glow emerged from him. His robe sleeves were also floating. This was the sight of a real flying deity who had descended to the mortal world.

Emperor Xia had seen many powerful Qi cultivators in his life. However, once compared with the current Shen Lian, those so-called cultivators were not worthy anymore. Shen Lian's inhale and exhale were like the exchange of day and night. His every move could make Emperor Xia feel his hidden prowess.

At the same time, he too, felt a feeling of destiny, as if he was destined to fight Shen Lian to death. This had nothing to do with grudge, all this was a result of destiny.

Actually, Shen Lian felt the same way as him but Shen Lian was not thinking of anything else.

This feeling of destiny had a close connection with their methods of martial exercise. One was the Sky Demon Technique of the Primeval Yuanqing, while the other was the Art of Spiritual Enhancement of Mastery of Senses. Both were creations born from two Daoist Master's hatred.

It was like they were created to compete and to determine which one was stronger, the Daoist Master of Yuqing's or Shangqing's.

Emperor Xia never said another word. His response for Shen Lian was merely a fist punch. His punch was like a large hushed mountain. It did not make any earth-shattering noise. Just heavy and silent, like the mountains.

Shen Lian would never underestimate the current Emperor Xia who had mastered the Primeval Demon Technique. He made a Taichi sign with his hand. The Taichi sign was like a grindstone of Yin and Yang rolling on towards Emperor Xia's punch.

The punch collided with the Taichi grindstone dead-on, and the forces of Yin and Yang rotated like it was ripping the sky apart. However, the force of this punch was extremely terrifying, as if it could destroy the world. It shattered the Taichi grindstone, followed by an immense force being transferred from the grindstone onto Shen Lian.

Shen Lian's celestial body also shattered like an illusion.

Emperor Xia never showed any delight, because his punch merely hit Shen Lian's celestial technique of Yin and Yang, but it did not mean that damage was incurred to Shen Lian.

The shattering of Shen Lian's celestial body was just a flow of events, for him to vanish from Emperor Xia's detection.

During the days when Emperor Xia was unbeatable, he had seen too many tricks of Qi cultivators. There were some who had remarkable fleeing methods and could hide in the void, but no one could vanish so thoroughly.

This was Diqiu, Emperor Xia's territory of many years. He may not have had united the country like Tianyi, but any outsider who came would not go unnoticed with his current cultivation level. There was physically nobody who could vanish from his eyes so thoroughly.

Today Shen Lian achieved this feat. Even though Emperor Xia was his opponent, he could not help but felt impressed by him.

The more impressed he felt, the stronger his attacks were. The demonic blade appeared in his hand. As Emperor Xia swung his blade once in the void, that swing of the blade instantly multiplied into a hundred twenty-nine thousand and six hundred blades.

The gleam of the blade tainted every inch of the void without missing any spot. The dimensions around it instantly turned into a formless mass.