Supreme Warrior in the City

Everyone looked at each other, each one could see the shock in the others’ eyes.

One closed-door cultivation, and he’s actually going to advance two levels in a row—what kind of genius is that?

People all around were talking nonstop, all of them discussing what Su Yang’s future would look like.

For someone like this, advancing to become a Strongest was already a sure thing. The question was, once he was among the Strongest, what height would he reach?

Putting everything else aside, even if the Human Clan could no longer produce a Strongest like the Heaven Slayer, if they could give birth to a Strongest who could contend against the Heavenly Sect, that would be a blessing for the Human Clan!

They waited in the vicinity for a while longer, and when they saw the Array in the mountain completely calm down, everyone stopped waiting nearby.

Nobody knew how long Su Yang’s closed-door cultivation this time would last; they couldn’t possibly stay here until he broke through.

Everyone went back to their own places to continue cultivating in seclusion, and at the same time they were waiting for the arrival of the millennium deadline.

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Time slipped by, and these last few years passed in a blur.

In the Guardian Land, inside the Array Immortal Palace.

A group of Guardian Gods stood outside the First Divine Palace, solemnly waiting.

After a long time, a dazzling light flashed above the First Divine Palace. Immediately after, a gigantic figure soared into the air, appearing above the First Divine Palace, then slowly walked out within that light.

Seeing this person, the Guardian Gods below all became visibly excited. They bent at the waist and bowed: "We pay our respects to the First God!"

The one who walked out from the First Divine Palace was precisely the First God among the Guardian Gods, and at the same time one of the peak Strongest existences among the Guardian Gods.

The First God swept his gaze over the crowd below, then looked coldly into the distant sky, and spoke loudly: "Brothers, we’ve been trapped in this Immortal Palace for hundreds of thousands of years. Finally, it’s time to step out. The Guardian Gods outside have failed, but we will absolutely not fail. Those lowly humans will, in the end, pay the price for what they’ve done."

"Pay the price! Pay the price!" The Guardian Gods below all roared in unison. These Guardian Gods were all former old subordinates of the First God, and their reverence for him was immense.

The First God nodded in satisfaction. He flew straight up into the sky and said loudly: "The time has come. All of you, follow me out of this Immortal Palace!"

The Guardian Gods behind him followed the First God into the air one after another, swiftly heading toward the Immortal Palace’s exit.

When they arrived at the exit, the First God’s eyes turned icy. He glanced at the nearby Void, then suddenly raised his hand and sent out a streak of cold light.

The cold light shot out, and in that Void a faint mist gradually appeared, blocking that streak of cold light.

This mist looked and felt exactly the same as the mist outside the Immortal Palace—this was the seal the Three Great Ancient had left behind back then.

"Hmph!" The First God snorted coldly. "Buddha Venerable, do you really think this seal can still trap us? If we hadn’t fallen for your scheme back then, with just this little seal of yours, you think you could have trapped us? Keep dreaming!"

A faint voice came from within the mist: "This seal indeed can’t trap you anymore. But walking out of it won’t be that easy either. This seal exists precisely to drain your power. Don’t tell me you still don’t understand that?"

The First God’s expression turned grim. He ground his teeth and said: "After all these years, you lowly humans are still just as despicable!"

"You use whatever means are suited to whoever you’re dealing with. First God, break the seal if you can, then talk."

The First God looked at the mist in front of him, his expression extremely ugly.

This seal was left jointly by the Three Great Ancient. Although they were now capable of breaking it, it couldn’t be denied that the seal’s power was still incredibly strong.

When they fought over the millennium, the First God’s aim was to have the Heavenly Sect seize half of the Heavenly Dao Stone Tablet. That way, he could use that half of the Heavenly Dao Stone Tablet to break this seal and wouldn’t have to expend anything himself.

Now that they hadn’t seized the Heavenly Dao Stone Tablet—and the Guardian Gods had suffered heavy losses—he had no choice but to personally break this seal. Even the First God was unwilling to bear that kind of consumption.

He took a deep breath, clenched his jaw, stepped forward, and roared: "Buddha Venerable, I’ll personally break this seal. Just wait for death!"

As he spoke, the First God had already made his move. Brilliant light burst from his body, transforming in the air into a colossal Illusion that charged straight into the mist.

The mist immediately began to change rapidly, expanding in an instant by ten thousand times, shrouding the entire region of that piece of Void.

The enormous Illusion stormed into the mist’s range, and the mist around it immediately started battering the Illusion, as if trying to tear it to pieces.

The Illusion let out wave after wave of roars within the mist, colliding madly against it. The fierce power shattered that patch of space into countless fragments in an instant.

The Guardian Gods here all watched with their hearts trembling. This was a clash between Strongest existences, a battle of the Strongest. Even the slightest stray ripple could instantly kill them!

The battle lasted for a long time, and both the Illusion and the mist were being rapidly consumed. Judging from the situation, however, it was impossible for the Illusion to completely wear down all of this mist.

The First God’s face was ice-cold; clearly, he had underestimated the mist’s might. Watching the Illusion gradually being overwhelmed by the mist, he finally couldn’t hold back and struck again, sending out another beam of light.

Receiving this beam of light, the Illusion instantly grew much larger, and slowly began suppressing the mist.

Finally, when the Illusion was almost completely exhausted, the mist was also entirely annihilated.

At that moment, a passage appeared ahead—this was the passage leading out of the Immortal Palace.

The First God was the first to step into this passage, arriving at the Ancient Battlefield. The Guardian Gods behind him followed one after another, stepping onto the Ancient Battlefield. All of them wore excited expressions, looking around in exhilaration.

After being trapped inside the Immortal Palace for so many years, they had finally walked out. Naturally, their hearts were filled with extreme joy.

But the First God’s expression remained dour. Being able to leave the Immortal Palace was indeed a joyous event. The problem was, he had consumed far too much power. Never mind battling the Human Clan’s Strongest—just among the Guardian Gods, his position had become awkward.

The First God had originally been the leading figure among the Strongest. If he’d come out with his peak strength intact, then with his son of the Heavenly Sect also being a Strongest, he would undoubtedly have possessed absolute authority.

But now that he’d expended at least thirty percent of his power, and his son of the Heavenly Sect had died in battle not long ago—though he could be resurrected, he had not yet regained the strength of a Strongest—his authority would drop drastically. This was what he was most unwilling to accept.

He glanced off into the distance, then suddenly stepped forward. The scenery around them shifted rapidly. With that single step, he actually appeared directly in front of the Buddha Venerable!