Chapter 118: Battle Against the Sage

"Break!"

A thunderous roar pierced the nine heavens. With a single punch from Chen Xiaoming, the very void shattered — a thousand streaks, ten thousand threads of divine brilliance intertwined like cascading rivers of light. The resonance of the Heavenly Dao echoed in all directions, as auspicious energies surged and rippled outward.

Auspicious signs descended from the skies; divine lotuses bloomed upon the earth. Rays of sacred light converged into a boundless Divine Sea, vast and overwhelming. A single, supreme strand of silver divine radiance tore open the heavens, extending into the realm of the eternal.

A giant Hand of the Void was instantly obliterated by the divine light. From within Chen Xiaoming's body surged blinding silver light, piercing through the expanse between heaven and earth. Everywhere — silver brilliance. Everywhere — laws and principles. A silhouette emerged, as if born from primordial chaos, too immense for the world itself to contain. Its divine radiance illuminated the firmament.

The elder's expression shifted. From that colossal figure emanated a terrifying aura, a suffocating sense of threat. In response, the elder moved. Above his head, a gigantic Divine Axe, forged from interwoven Great Dao runes, manifested with immeasurable brilliance. As the elemental forces of earth, fire, water, and wind turned in harmony, the elder raised the axe and brought it down in a devastating arc.

Space itself was sundered. Chaos surged forth like the first breath of creation.

The divine light of the axe obliterated all in its path. The world born of fist shadows was split in two. A torrential sea of divine brilliance overturned heaven and earth. Crimson clouds roiled, and from within the divine axe spread a flame so terrible it felt as though it carried the breath of the Primeval Beginning.

Flames erupted — scorching the skies, boiling the seas. Sacred light surged with them. In the skies above the fractured void, celestial phenomena unfolded in waves. The Divine Sea boiled violently. The elder stepped forward again, wielding the immense axe, striking once more to cleave the boiling sea apart.

Divine light descended from the heavens, bathing the world in splendor. The elder seemed like a primordial being, exuding an aura of world-creation.

"Hah!"

Beneath the deluge of divine radiance, Chen Xiaoming let out a shout. A sword of origin light burst forth from his right hand — a strike so cold it chilled the nine heavens. The void shattered in its wake. The terrifying sword-light howled, causing the skies and earth to tremble as if unable to withstand its power.

Sword clashed with axe. The resulting shockwave was monstrous — as if it pierced through the Ninefold Heavens, annihilating an entire world in its wake.

"Break for me!"

The earth-shaking roar resounded across the skies, trembling the very heavens. The sound surged tens of thousands of miles, shaking even the laws of the universe.

"Ahhh…!"

A bellow that could shake mountains and rivers echoed like a stampede of ten thousand warhorses, bursting apart time and tearing through space. Deafening wasn't enough to describe it. Silver light flooded the sky, slicing through the river of time like a relentless current.

The sword-light blazed with a brilliance that could dominate the world. Born from the very essence of his bloodline, it now stirred in full. The void across the nine heavens was shattered. Cracks appeared across the axe of divine brilliance — each one a fissure in the fabric of the Great Dao itself.

Crack. Crack. Crack…

Sacred light burst from the Divine Axe. The elder's expression darkened. Within his body, the resonance of the Great Dao surged. From above, celestial light rained down. Immortal harmonies sang in unison. Divine radiance descended from the edge of the sky, shaking all directions of the cosmos. The elder, radiant with divine light, pressed down with the massive axe — but into it pierced a beam of sacred brilliance.

Boom—!

An explosive force turned the void into primordial chaos. Chaos Qi flooded forth, transforming the heavens into a realm of emptiness. The terrifying force was devoured by the void itself. The elder, clad in divine radiance, retreated into the distance. Yet the axe in his hand had lost its luster.

Pff—

With a soft sound, the Divine Axe of the Great Dao crumbled into nothingness. The elder's expression twisted in disbelief as he stared at Chen Xiaoming, never having expected such an outcome.

"Hmph. So much for a Sage."

With a cold snort, Chen Xiaoming cast a disdainful glance. A sliver of blood traced the edge of his lips, but he quickly focused inward, activating his restoration technique. His body rapidly returned to its pristine state.

"You brat, don't get arrogant!"

The elder roared in fury. From his mouth surged divine light — weaving itself into a massive Net of the Heavenly Dao, vast enough to blanket the heavens. It swept across the entire void.

Above the skies of Zhao Kingdom, the stars dimmed. Enormous, celestial chains intertwined through the starry sky, each inscribed with runes of the Great Dao, radiating infinite divine brilliance.

All the cultivators within Zhao were already paralyzed in awe from the previous battle. But now, seeing the celestial chains sealing the heavens, terror overtook their senses.

Only a few ancient immortals recognized the force now unleashed. Even they paled in fear.

"That's a Sage's Divine Weapon? Heavens… A Sage has entered the fray!"

"It's him — the one from Xuan Yu Holy Land! That's his Heavenly Net. I never thought I'd see it again."

"This is bad! We need to run! If that Sage Weapon is unleashed at full power, we won't survive here another moment!"

Several figures attempted to escape, only to find the void completely sealed. They could only accelerate desperately, hoping to outrun the encroaching Heavenly Net.

At the same time—

Chen Xiaoming's expression darkened as he gazed up at the massive net overhead. Everyone had divine weapons — King-tier, Sage-tier — was this some kind of cosmic joke?

"Condense!"

The void trembled. Brilliant silver Origin Energy coalesced into a towering silver pillar reaching to the heavens. Chen Xiaoming pressed his palms together, compressing and focusing his power. The silver brilliance shredded space. Torrents of terrifying energy swept outward.

Behind him, a colossal spectral form took shape — three willow branches whipped wildly, absorbing endless divine light of space. A rift split the void open, releasing chaotic aura. Within Chen Xiaoming's mind, his bloodline origin surged into motion.

Pfft—!

Vast Origin Power exploded outward. The already-ripped rift was torn wider by Chen Xiaoming. Blinding silver beams shot out, piercing through the Heavenly Net across the stars, illuminating the entire void.

At the Zhao Kingdom border—

Several cultivators had just barely escaped, standing at the edge, watching the aftermath from afar. The terrifying fluctuations in the distance made their hearts pound.

Suddenly, countless beams of boundless silver light burst from the battlefield — like newborn suns on the horizon. The blinding silver instantly pierced their eyes, turning their vision into blood and ruin.

"Ahhh—!"

Miserable screams echoed. The mountains beneath them crumbled. The earth caved beneath the overwhelming power.

"Impossible…!"

Every heart was seized by dread. Across tens of thousands of miles, just a sliver of silver light had annihilated their sight — what kind of attack was this?

Their divine light surged as they regenerated their destroyed eyes, exchanging horrified glances. Whatever curiosity they'd had was now replaced by sheer terror.

With a single step, they vanished into teleportation — fleeing the battlefield entirely.

Back at the battlefront…

Chen Xiaoming stood, cloaked in silver light. Cracks spread across his body. Though he continued healing, every restoration was instantly undone by fresh devastation.

The Ruthless Emperor, who had been sent aside before the battle began, watched in silence. Behind the mask, her expression was unreadable.

"Graaaaahhh—!"

Chen Xiaoming roared with feral intensity. Madness glimmered in his eyes. Blood soaked his body — his robes long stained crimson, as though he'd crawled out from a sea of blood.

His hands continued condensing Origin Light, even as the silver brilliance tried to annihilate it. He didn't care. The void shattered. Chaos Qi surged.

Chen Xiaoming stepped forward, eyes blazing with unyielding will.

"I, Chen Xiaoming, the greatest cheat-born across all the heavens—how could I be stopped by a mere strand of Origin?"

"CON! DENSE! FOR! ME!!"

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