Ascending to Godhood: I Can Foresee All Futures

A giant vortex, fifty zhang in diameter, erupted on the river’s surface, sending waves surging ten zhang into the sky.

Chen Sheng was sent sliding back over ten zhang, his feet plowing two deep furrows into the river’s surface. Yet, his left hand remained clamped firmly around Zhou Chengzong’s throat, not loosening in the slightest.

The qi and blood roiled in his chest, but a blazing fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

’I blocked it!’

’A Profound Gang Martial Master, it seems, isn’t as powerful as I imagined.’

In the distance, Sun Yuzhi, clad in green, glided through the air. In her left hand, she held a long, crimson whip condensed from True Qi, its tip coiled around a pale-faced Xu Yuanju.

Her aura of Profound Mastery enveloped the area, causing Elder Liu’s body to stiffen abruptly.

Sun Yuzhi saw Chen Sheng get knocked back, and her brow furrowed slightly. She brought her fingers together, about to unleash her Sword Qi and execute Elder Liu.

"Vice Envoy, wait."

Chen Sheng suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?"

Sun Yuzhi paused.

"I consider myself unrivaled within the Earth Fiend Realm, but I have yet to truly fight a master of the Profound Gang Realm in a life-or-death battle."

A smile touched the corners of Chen Sheng’s mouth, and the light in his eyes grew brighter.

"An opportunity like this is rare. Vice Envoy, please allow me... to test my sword."

Sun Yuzhi gave Chen Sheng a long, hard look. Seeing his determined gaze and sensing that his aura, though slightly disturbed, was still robust, she considered for a moment before slowly nodding.

"Very well."

With her present, she had full confidence in controlling the situation.

"If I defeat you, let the Young Master go."

Elder Liu gripped his sword hilt and stared murderously at Chen Sheng, all while keeping a wary eye on Sun Yuzhi.

Chen Sheng chuckled, his smile holding a chilling edge.

"You’re in no position to negotiate. Either fight... or die."

As his voice fell, Chen Sheng casually tossed Zhou Chengzong toward the riverbank, his cold gaze sweeping over to the Cyan Flood Dragon Alliance elder.

"Arrogant!"

Elder Liu erupted in fury.

’To be looked down upon like this by a mere Earth Fiend... what a complete and utter humiliation!’

’Besides, with Sun Yuzhi here, my escape is cut off. The only option is to fight to the death.’

"Kill!"

With a furious roar, Elder Liu shot forward like a lightning bolt, pushing his Profound Gang Qi to its absolute limit. The long sword in his hand blurred into a cyan curtain as more than a dozen condensed Sword Gangs rained down like a torrential storm, sealing off all of Chen Sheng’s escape routes.

Chen Sheng’s gaze narrowed as a thought flashed through his mind.

VWOOM—

The phantasmal image of a massive, ancient Golden Bell suddenly materialized, completely enveloping him in a one-zhang radius.

On the bell’s surface, crimson patterns slithered like living things, emitting a sinister yet incredibly solid aura.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG—!!!

The dense rain of Sword Gangs slashed against the Golden Bell, creating a deafening, continuous roar.

The sound waves rippled out, causing countless waterspouts to erupt from the river’s surface for several li around. Fish and shrimp went belly-up, and startled birds fled in terror.

The Golden Bell trembled violently, the crimson patterns on its surface flickering, but it refused to break.

Once the last Sword Gang had dissipated, Chen Sheng flexed his arms, and the phantom Golden Bell exploded.

He then let out a long cry as the Nine Nether Yin Fiend erupted from him without reservation. A dark golden light enveloped his body. He took a single step and, in an instant, appeared before Elder Liu, bringing his sword slashing down.

"A fine strike."

Elder Liu’s hair and beard stood on end as he swung his own sword to meet the attack head-on.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

A golden figure and a cyan one clashed wildly between the river and the sky.

Sword light flashed like lightning, and the winds of Gang Qi roared like thunder.

They fought from the river’s surface to mid-air, then plunged from the sky back into the crashing waves.

Wherever they passed, the river water recoiled and the clouds shattered.

Chen Sheng’s Sword Skill was treacherous and vicious, his Nine Nether Evil Qi seeping in from every angle. Elder Liu’s sword style was steady and seasoned, his Profound Gang Qi fierce and domineering. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged over a hundred moves, with no clear winner yet emerging.

On the riverbank, Zhou Chengzong, his Dantian sealed by Evil Qi, sat slumped on the ground. He stared blankly at the shocking, realm-crossing battle on the river, and waves of terror crashed through his mind.

’Chen Sheng... can he really fight a Profound Gang master head-on while only at the Earth Fiend Realm, and not be defeated?!’

In fact, not only was he undefeated, but as the fight continued, his dark sword light was gradually suppressing the cyan Gang Qi, slowly gaining the upper hand.

’How is this possible?!’

Among the younger generation of Ning’an Prefecture, he had never heard of anyone capable of fighting across realms. Even for widely acknowledged geniuses like Dharma Treasury of Golden Spring Temple or Zhang Daoming of Qingfeng Temple, he had never heard any rumors of them accomplishing such a feat.

In that instant, a bone-chilling fear, mixed with an indescribable awe, silently crept into his heart.

As Zhou Chengzong watched that dark figure flitting through the gales of Gang Qi and waves of sword strikes, he realized for the first time that the gap between himself and Chen Sheng could not be measured by rankings alone.

They were worlds apart, separated by a heavenly chasm!

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(A little late, my apologies.)