Once more, strange phenomena began to manifest within the vast expanse of white mist.

From the South Heaven of Jade, to the Nine-colored Rainbow Bridge, and then to the Langya Fairy Pavilion... Belonging to Heaven Lord Wu Chao, the unparalleled Martial Arts of the Heavenly Palace Sect were gradually revealing themselves to the world.

The Invincible Martial Arts that had once suppressed entire eras.

Lu Yuan was sent flying by a single palm strike from Wu Chao.

"The black meteorite" exploded, and the phenomena surrounding him trembled violently, like sheets of paper.

Bent at the waist, Lu Yuan stood at the edge of the high platform, taking deep breaths, trying to steady himself.

CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

The caved-in injury on his chest, dealt by Wu Chao moments ago, bulged outward as it rapidly healed.

The aura around him gradually stabilized.

Lu Yuan muttered to himself, "Still a little more."

He took another step towards Wu Chao, his flowing black hair parting slightly to reveal his strong, imposing back.

The massive, blood-red lotus eye on his back seemed to have faded slightly after taking Wu Chao's two blows.

The pattern, once a bulging network of muscles and blood vessels, gradually smoothed out, as if it were fading and dissolving.

And yet, Lu Yuan's momentum, paradoxically, seemed to be rising.

The phenomena around him also continued to evolve.

The ancient, once flourishing city-state was now veiled in wisps of black haze following the black meteorite's fall.

The epic's tone gradually shifted, becoming heavier, more somber.

"Again," Lu Yuan said calmly, his figure flickering as he rapidly closed the distance to Heaven Lord Wu Chao.

A strange light flashed in Wu Chao's eyes, as if he had discerned something from Lu Yuan's actions.

He merely smiled, saying nothing.

He was, after all, the Penglai Heaven Lord!

"Heavenly Palace Sect, Fifth Style—Dragon Raising Platform!"

Wu Chao attacked, his expression serene and untroubled.

Lu Yuan met him head-on.

He attacked relentlessly, each move flowing like water, seamless and natural. Every strike generated layers of air waves; his every gesture contained astonishing, earth-shattering power.

But no matter what technique Lu Yuan used, or from what angle he attacked, Wu Chao effortlessly parried every offense with just a few casual moves.

Throughout this exchange, the Heavenly Palace phenomena on the high platform continuously increased and solidified.

The vast, boundless mist peeled away layer by layer, as if the mythical Heavenly Palace of legend had truly descended.

Meanwhile, Wu Chao's momentum continued to build, soaring ever higher.

Gradually, his entire figure seemed to merge completely with the Heavenly Palace phenomena behind him.

His presence became lofty and elusive, majestic and unapproachable.

On the high platform, the space Lu Yuan could occupy shrank progressively.

The vast majority of the area was now dominated by Wu Chao's oppressive momentum.

The ethereal and majestic Heavenly Palace phenomenon expanded to envelop the entire platform. Suspended above the Summit of Penglai and bathed in cascading, rosy twilight, it grew increasingly mysterious and unfathomable.

Lu Yuan was forced to shrink back into a corner of the platform.

Everywhere he looked, he was met by the overwhelming presence of the Heavenly Palace.

At this moment, he resembled a malevolent demon driven to a dead end, exposed beneath the supreme celestial court, as majestic and inexorable as the Heavenly Dao itself... There was nowhere to hide!

"This is the Heaven Lord!"

On the white square, the silver-haired Sect Leader of the Rock Breaking Sect gazed up at the majestic and lofty Heavenly Palace phenomenon on the highest platform, his eyes filled with reverence and a touch of fanaticism. He murmured softly, "Penglai Martial Saint Island has never lacked Grandmasters, nor figures like the Five Elders.

"Even if all the Grandmasters of Penglai were to perish, the Heaven Lord alone... would be enough to support all of Penglai!

"Back when he had just become a Grandmaster, he dared to cross hundreds of kilometers of ocean with his physical body alone to become a disciple of the last Martial Saint... Only such a person could create a martial art as astonishingly brilliant as that of the Heavenly Palace Sect!"

When the silver-haired old man finished speaking, a naive Rock Breaking Disciple beside him blurted out, "Master, if the Heaven Lord is so strong, doesn't that mean the God Emperor of the War God Alliance... is going to lose?"

"Isn't it obvious?

The outcome was decided the moment this battle began."

The silver-haired old man replied nonchalantly, then couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, shaking his head and murmuring, "God Emperor? Ultimately, he's just a clown ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth..."

"It looks like that kid who came with you is about to die."

At the edge of the massive pit beneath the steps, a disheveled Cai Huazhang fixed his gaze on the situation at the top of the platform, a hint of anticipation and grim satisfaction on his face.

He turned to Master Liudao Yuan, smirked coldly, and said, "The Heaven Lord never leaves anyone alive."

A dozen or so gun barrels on Master Liudao Yuan's person were aimed at Cai Huazhang. His eyes narrowed; he too was intently observing the battle on the platform's summit.

Suddenly, Master Liudao Yuan spoke. "How about we make a bet?"

Cai Huazhang was taken aback and instinctively replied, "Bet on what?"

Master Liudao Yuan turned his head to look at him, his expression indifferent as he said, "Let's bet on whether this good disciple of mine can defeat Wu Chao.

If he wins, you will obediently hand over the signboard of the Heaven Water Sect.

If he loses... I won't kill you today."

Cai Huazhang was startled for a moment, then laughed angrily. "Master Liudao Yuan, what makes you think you can kill me?

With that pile of scrap metal you're wearing?

Dreaming of killing a Grandmaster?! Ridiculous!"

"Then try me," Master Liudao Yuan said indifferently. The dozen or so gun barrels on his body suddenly readjusted, all swiveling to aim at Cai Huazhang's lower body.

Cai Huazhang suddenly felt a chill in his groin, and his scalp tingled with dread.

"You've got guts..." Cai Huazhang gritted his teeth and said to Master Liudao Yuan, enunciating each word, "Fine. I'll take that bet.

Master Liudao Yuan, just you wait.

Once that brat is dead... you won't be leaving Martial Saint Island today either!"

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