Feng Junlin had always been an arrogant and conceited man. He didn’t fear figures from Immortal Imperial Clans like Wen Shaoheng. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have interfered in Lin Xun’s affairs or tried to recruit him for his own purposes. At first, he had already greatly underestimated Lin Xun’s potential, but after witnessing Lin Xun’s strength firsthand, he was shaken by a shocking realization. On the Supreme Path, although Lin Xun was only at the sixth realm Emperor Stage, his heaven-defying combat prowess allowed him to threaten even supreme beings with far superior cultivation! This was simply unbelievable. After all, the Great Thousand Worlds were vast beyond imagination, encompassing countless cosmic planes and realms. Although only a few Emperors existed in each world, when taken together, they formed a considerable number. However, unlike ordinary Emperors, supreme Emperors were extremely rare, as rare as a phoenix feather or a qilin horn. For example, only in the top fifty cosmic planes of the Great Thousand Worlds could one expect to see a gathering of supreme Emperors. Supreme Emperors might be seen in other planes, but in most cases, the Supreme Path had long since collapsed, and the emergence of such beings was nothing more than a distant legend! What Feng Junlin found unbelievable was that Lin Xun came from the Ancient Nebula Road, a place that had long since fallen into decline and desolation. No supreme Emperors had appeared from there for ages. What shocked him the most was that the supreme path that Lin Xun walked was one that defied the heavens. Even among the ranks of supreme beings, it was truly terrifying! At least, before this, Feng Junlin would never have imagined that a sixth realm Emperor could wield such overwhelming might. This almost redefined what he thought he knew! This guy must be hiding an unimaginable secret! Feng Junlin concluded, his eyes flashing with a cold gleam. The battlefield shook with a deafening roar. Lin Xun’s killing intent surged like a tidal wave and dao light burst from him, tearing through all attacks that came his way. Even though the four fought back and resisted with everything they had, they were still repeatedly overpowered and suppressed. They suffered bitterly with their qi thrown into chaos several times, and they coughed up mouthfuls of blood. Lin Xun swung his fist. Wind howled and thunder rumbled. The mountains and rivers lost their color, and the sun and moon dimmed. With a thunderous boom, one of the four was struck directly, his bones shattered and half his body crumbled into ruin. The other three were sent flying, blood spraying from their mouths. The dao diagrams they held buzzed violently and their glow rapidly dimmed. All of their faces twisted in disbelief and dread. “Let’s end this here!” Feng Junlin’s voice rang out from the distance, reverberating across the battlefield.However, to everyone’s astonishment, Lin Xun ignored him completely and reached out with a grasping motion. The Four Symbols Dao Diagrams flew out of the four’s hands at once and were seized by Lin Xun from a distance. Feng Junlin intervened, erupting with monstrous divine power. A colossal hand materialized, blotting out the sky as it descended to stop Lin Xun from seizing the treasures. Without sparing it a glance, Lin Xun swung his fist. It was as if a great abyss opened to swallow the heavens, utterly crushing and obliterating the giant hand. Taking advantage of the moment, Lin Xun’s figure flickered and retreated from the battlefield. With calm composure, he said, “I’ve already shown mercy by sparing their lives. These four treasures are my compensation.” With that, he stored the four dao diagrams into the Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron. Feng Junlin’s face darkened and his eyes flashed like arcs of purple lightning, extremely terrifying and oppressive. “You want the treasures? Sure, as long as you can withstand my strikes!” Wearing a purple gold crown hat and a white jade belt at his waist, he radiated power and majesty. As his eyes opened and closed, two piercing beams of violet light shot forth. He stretched out a fair, slender hand and sliced through the void. Suddenly, torrents of purple lightning cascaded from the sky like a flood. The purple storm churned violently, forming a vast sea of thunder that crashed down upon Lin Xun. A formidable battle erupted in an instant! With just one exchange, Lin Xun realized how terrifying Feng Junlin truly was. He was indeed no ordinary opponent. His dao arts and power were both peerless and profound! Lin Xun dared not hesitate and struck with full force. His hands and fingers moved like lightning as he unleashed the profound secret of the Sword of Unification. The sea of purple lightning and thunder was split in two by a single sword stroke. Like a blade cleaving the sea in half! “The worlds rise and fall in endless cycles, yet in the end, all is emptiness.” As a deep and majestic voice rang out, Feng Junlin’s eyes became the source of purple light. His towering and imposing figure hovered high in the sky. A radiant purple wheel took shape, its surface swirling with visions of the world transformations and the cycles of annihilation. Then, with a violent burst, it slashed toward Lin Xun. The air trembled with deafening rumbles as the sky and earth were dyed a deep, eerie purple. In that instant, Lin Xun felt himself trapped in a vast torrent of cosmic changes, assaulted by a terrifying force of illusion, threatening to drown and erase his existence! “The power of time? No! This is the power of illusion, where the real and the unreal overlap, merging into nothingness...” A flicker of surprise crossed Lin Xun’s face. Time was among the most mysterious and supreme daos. Although Feng Junlin had never touched upon this dao himself, he used the power of his own dao to manifest the rise and fall of the world and the illusory collapse of time. This was enough to show how terrifying his accomplishments on the path of the dao were! Lin Xun dared not hold back. He unleashed all the power in him. It was like a boundless abyss sweeping across the sky, like a raging furnace set to suppress the world. He manifested his most formidable dao, a force as deep as an abyss, as terrifying as hell, engulfing the ten directions in a storm of fury. The purple wheel exploded in an instant, allowing Lin Xun to break free from the eerie power of the rise and fall of the world and the illusory collapse of time. Then, with a world-shaking roar, Lin Xun surged forward like a great abyss devouring all in its path, charging straight toward Feng Junlin. In an instant, they clashed hundreds of times. The two moved with incomprehensible speed, exchanging hundreds of blows in the blink of an eye. For thousands of miles, mountains and rivers were ravaged by the rampaging murderous power of the two. Heaven and earth wailed, and everywhere were doomsday-like scenes. During the fierce battle, Lin Xun often felt as if he was falling into the rise and fall of the world and the illusory collapse of time. That strange power constantly invaded him, battering both his strength and state of mind. Although it wasn’t truly the power of time, it was still strange and formidable. It was so subtle and silent that even he could barely perceive it until it was already upon him. Even Lin Xun had to admit that Feng Junlin, an eighth realm supreme Emperor, was truly heaven-defyingly terrifying. He possessed an incomparably powerful foundation and wielded unmatched might. He was far beyond what ordinary Ninth Realm Ancestors could ever compare to. In truth, across this vast world of countless planes and cosmic domains, every supreme Emperor with world-suppressing might must have undergone endless tribulations and the tempering of countless battles. Feng Junlin was no exception. He was the strongest opponent Lin Xun had encountered since coming to the Great Thousand Battle Domain! He was mighty and valiant, and each time he struck, divine radiance surged around him. His every move was a peerless technique, and any one of them could shock the immortals and awe the divine beings, unmatched in power. Before Feng Junlin, a dao sword suddenly formed. Sword qi extended for thousands of feet, resembling a celestial mountain range or a river of stars. Its brilliance was blinding. From the sword surged a murderous aura that seemed to come from the ancient eras, blanketing the skies, as though a slumbering god had been awakened within it. This was Feng Junlin’s ultimate killing technique, and the origin of his title Supreme Overlord Sword. Those two words alone were enough to say it all. Lin Xun’s pupils contracted. The sword radiated a sharp and terrifying immortal aura! “Kill!” Feng Junlin gave a soft yet commanding shout, and the dao sword, imbued with the power to sever the sun, moon and stars, slashed down in a furious arc, as if to destroy the universe. Lin Xun responded with a long roar. The Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron blazed with radiant light, its aura erupting like wildfire, sweeping across thousands of miles and engulfing the sky like a tsunami. Wielding the sword cauldron, he rampaged through the battlefield like a demon god descending upon the mortal world. The Immortal Dao Sword and the Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron clashed fiercely, unleashing earth-shattering waves of destruction. The collision of their powers was like two ancient forces vying for supremacy. The sword howled, the cauldron roared, and Lin Xun and Feng Junlin streaked across the skies like bolts of lightning, entangled in fierce battle across the nine heavens. In the span of a few breaths, they had already exchanged hundreds of blows. Nowadays, there were few in the world who could endure more than a hundred strikes from Lin Xun. Despite that, Feng Junlin held his ground, proving himself to be a rare powerful formidable opponent. Eventually, Lin Xun’s fury ignited. His fighting spirit boiled over and his will to battle burned fiercely. He activated the Sacred Combat Art, meeting force with force, crushing violence with violence. This was a battle rarely seen in the world. It was so intense that even the stars seemed to dim, and the sun and moon lost their brilliance. The black-robed man and the other three had long retreated, watching in awe and disbelief. Their minds were shaken and they struggled to remain calm. In all their years of cultivation, this was the first time they had seen someone able to rival Feng Junlin. What was even more astonishing was that the opponent’s cultivation was only at the sixth realm Emperor Stage! After another explosive exchange, both figures were blasted apart, a vast distance opening up between them. Dao light surged around Lin Xun, piercing through the heavens. The Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron blazed with countless rays of light, making him resemble an ancient demon god, towering above the world. Across from him, Feng Junlin stood tall, clad in a purple gold crown, his towering figure exuding majesty. The dao sword hovered before him, radiating a murderous, immortal aura. His expression darkened, purple light surging in his eyes. He suddenly spoke, “Fine, we’ll leave it at this. Since you like those four treasures so much, I’ll let you hold onto them for a few days. We’ll finish this next time we meet.” He opened his mouth and the Immortal Dao Sword transformed into a stream of light, vanishing into his body. With that, he turned and strode into the distance, calm and composed. No one knew what he was thinking. The black-robed man and the others stood blank and confused, not knowing what was going on. This was because up to this point in the battle, Feng Junlin had shown no sign of defeat, and he still had many cards left to play. Despite that he withdrew from the battle! Lin Xun swept his gaze around. A flicker of realization passed through his eyes. He stored away the Limitless Abyss Sword Cauldron and prepared to depart. Suddenly, Feng Junlin’s voice echoed from afar, “What I said back at the inn still stands. If you choose to follow me, I guarantee you won’t die in the ninth district.” Lin Xun raised his brows. Clearly, Feng Junlin had seen through Heng Tianshuo’s scheme and understood the peril awaiting him! “Next time we meet,” Lin Xun said, “I’ll give you a chance.” “A chance for what?” Feng Junlin asked, turning back in the distance. “A chance to submit,” Lin Xun said casually. Feng Junlin was taken aback at first, then burst into hearty laughter. With a carefree stride, he disappeared into the sky. The black-robed man and the others quickly followed. The moment they left, applause and exclamations of praise rang across heaven and earth. “To think someone at the sixth realm Emperor Stage could match Feng Junlin, who is at the eighth realm Emperor Stage... If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed such a person existed in this world?” In the distant void, a massive green gourd emerged, wrapped in primal chaos mist. A man in daoist robes stood atop it. He had a dignified presence, a handsome face and an extraordinary aura. Great Emperor Zhuliu, Yue Duqiu!