As Xu Zimo finished speaking, gray-blue lightning spread from his eyes.
Within that lightning, an ancient and terrifying aura began to form.
Even the small arcs of electricity breaking out were enough to shatter the surrounding space.
“This move is called Chaos God Tribulation. It is supreme lightning. If you can take it, I’ll admit defeat,” Xu Zimo said calmly.
As the lightning spread, the clouds above were split apart, and a beam of gray-blue lightning shot up into the sky.
It tore through the heavens with overwhelming power, and in the torn space, a lightning-formed eye appeared.
The eye was grayish-blue and filled with swirling chaos. It looked alive, but it was cold and emotionless as it stared at Xiang Kunlun.
The moment this eye appeared, the giant holding the hammer began to tremble with fear.
The surrounding dark energy surged even more violently, as if warning the gray-blue eye.
Xiang Kunlun stared up, his expression serious. Just one glance at that eye was enough to sense its immense power and the terrifying force it contained.
...
“What is that?” someone cried out in shock.
“Never seen it before. It kind of looks like the legendary Divine Punishment,” someone guessed.
“What’s Divine Punishment?”
“They say any creature that breaks the rules of the Yuanzhong Continent will face a punishment from the Eye of the Heavenly Dao, a lightning strike from heaven.”
The crowd below was talking, all looking serious. No one expected the battle to escalate to this point.
“You’re strong,” Xiang Kunlun said after a long, focused stare.
Xu Zimo didn’t reply. He was now surrounded by a sea of lightning, his eyes so filled with energy that they couldn’t even be clearly seen.
The lightning eye above locked onto Xiang Kunlun. Then, a loud, powerful voice echoed through the skies, no one knew where it came from.
“Divine Punishment!”
As the cold voice fell, a massive lightning torrent shot down from the sky, tearing through the heavens and crashing straight toward Xiang Kunlun.
“Ahhh!”
As the thunder torrent slammed into the giant, the lightning hammer flickered, and Xiang Kunlun screamed in pain, struggling against it.
“I am the supreme lightning. All thunder in this world is mine to command.”
That grand voice echoed again as the lightning flood swept through everything, destroying all in its path.
“My clone may have lost to you, but I accept it,” Xiang Kunlun’s voice echoed through the skies.
“But one day, when we meet again, I will fight you once more.”His last words faded as the lightning flood surged past. Silence returned, and everything was calm again.
“I’ll be waiting,” Xu Zimo replied softly.
Xiang Kunlun’s defeat was understandable, after all, it was only a clone.
A clone couldn't fully use one’s true power. Whether it was revealing one's fate or using full abilities, a clone couldn’t manage it.
And this clone didn’t necessarily represent Xiang Kunlun’s full strength at this stage either.
...
Once the lightning wiped everything out, Xu Zimo ignored the stunned crowd and slowly walked toward Feiyu Changhong.
“So what if he’s Xiang Kunlun?” Xu Zimo said coldly.
“Wh-What are you doing?” Feiyu Changhong backed away in fear.
“What do you think?” Xu Zimo said, dragging his Shadow Tyrant behind him.
“Fine, I won’t buy the mount, okay?” Feiyu Changhong said quickly.
“You might not want it, but my mount is a little hungry,” Xu Zimo replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Darksky Tiger roared and leaped forward. Its massive body surged with beastly power.
With its mouth wide open, it bit half of Feiyu Changhong’s body and started chewing.
Feiyu Changhong’s screams rang out as the tiger slowly devoured him.
Before long, only a bloody mess remained on the ground.
The nearby crowd looked horrified. Someone whispered, “He’s ruthless, but doing this means he’s now completely at odds with Xiang Kunlun and the Imperial Throne Sacred Ground.”
“Not smart. Even if he beat the clone, Xiang Kunlun is far more powerful than that.”
But others disagreed.
“We cultivators pursue a free heart and clear mind. If we’re always afraid and playing it safe, what kind of martial path are we even walking?”
“I agree. Some people bow for so long, they forget how to stand tall.”
Someone glanced at the green-robed man and joked, “City Lord of Myriad Demons, Feiyu Changhong was one of your sect’s people. Why didn’t you step in?”
“Step in? And die?” the green-robed man replied coolly. “If you don’t know when to shut up, maybe don’t talk at all.”
Seeing the city lord’s expression darken, no one dared to joke further.
After all, news of a sect’s holy son’s clone being defeated would damage their reputation once it spread.
But everyone also knew that once word got out, this young man, Xu Zimo, would become widely known in the Skyluan Region.
...
After killing Feiyu Changhong, Xu Zimo leaned against the Darksky Tiger to rest, quietly waiting for the Slaughter God Tower to open.
Some rogue cultivators nearby looked uneasy.
“With him being this strong, how are we supposed to compete for the Slaughter God’s legacy?”
“Legacy also depends on luck. Unless he’s stronger than the Slaughter God, it doesn’t really matter.”
“Just try not to cross paths with him,” someone muttered.
Everyone waited.
By the afternoon, the sun gave off a dark yellow glow. Birds flew across the glowing sky as sunset painted the horizon.
The Slaughter God Tower glowed under the sunset.
Soft red spiritforce began to spill from the palace, covering the area in a blood-colored haze.
The tower was massive, with eight main gates surrounding it.
At its peak were carvings of legendary fierce beasts.
The outer walls were covered in all sorts of strange creatures:
A lion with nine heads, a snake-woman with eight legs, a humanoid monster with just one eye...
...
Suddenly, eight loud bangs echoed, and the tower’s eight gates swung open.
As the gates opened, the blood-red spiritforce surged even more fiercely.
“Enter my Slaughter God Tower, and you may inherit the legacy of Bai Changfeng.”
A cold voice came from inside the palace.
The crowd exchanged nervous glances, whispering quietly, but no one dared to be the first to enter.
The name "Slaughter God" carried so much weight that, even at the threshold, it struck fear into everyone’s hearts.