Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)

Above Zhongshan Commandery, the two immortals waged a bloody battle, shattering space. Wherever they passed, everything was reduced to nothingness.

The Midheaven Emperor-Lord stood within a black vortex. The space around it warped, and time was slowed to a crawl.

A black vortex materialized behind the Qilin Immortal without warning. One of his arms was brutally torn away and devoured, blood gushing from the wound.

The Qilin Immortal’s countenance darkened. He focused his will on the severed stump, and his limb regenerated.

“Hahahaha! All that bluster earlier, and this is all you’ve got, Qilin Immortal?!” The Midheaven Emperor-Lord laughed with unbridled arrogance.

My Devouring Dao Fruit devours all without discrimination. Even an immortal’s body will be devoured clean. So what if the Qilin Immortal can regrow his limbs? He can’t hold out too long.

The Midheaven Emperor-Lord wasn’t concerned that his attacks would damage the Reincarnation Incipient Dao Fruit in the Qilin Immortal’s stomach. If anything, he could devour and refine it together.

“What I’ve got is more than enough to deal with you.” The Qilin Immortal let out a long howl that seemed to tilt heaven and earth. Had this been in the ancient era, when stars were everywhere, this single bellow could have shattered the Milky Way into ten thousand meteors streaking across the universe.

In the presence of an orthodox Qilin’s cry, the Buddhist Lion Roar was similar to an ant trying to shake a mighty tree.

The Midheaven Emperor-Lord stamped his foot fiercely, sending ripples through space that collided with the Qilin’s roar. The heavens trembled, and the earth sank.

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Not far away, Lu Yang and the other three joined forces to withstand the impact of the shockwaves.

“Cover your ears!” The Thief King urgently reminded everyone through his spiritual consciousness.

“Don’t cover your ears. It won’t work. Counter with sonic attacks!” Lu Yang shouted back through his spiritual consciousness.

All four of them could use sound wave attacks to some extent. Even the least skilled among them could employ something like the Buddhist Lion Roar.

The Balance Arbiter Divine Lord, the Fittest Arbiter Divine Lord, and the Thief King imitated the roars of demon beasts. Lu Yang’s voice stood out like a sore thumb—he used the Immortal Fairy Shout.

Nevertheless, it was the most effective, deflecting the brunt of the sonic barrage that came their way.

The only problem was the peculiar looks the other three shot at him.

Winds and clouds churned, and bolts of lightning streaked the sky as stormy clouds loomed over Zhongshan Commandery. Countless tornadoes materialized, each wreathed in rain, wind, and lightning.

As the sole Qilin in this world, the Qilin Immortal was the heaven and earth’s favored child, born with an inseparable bond to natural phenomena. Although his mastery over lightning couldn’t be compared to the Heaven Mandate Immortal’s, aside from the Heaven Mandate Immortal, no immortals could surpass the Qilin Immortal in lightning spells.

“This emperor shares the lifespan of heaven and earth. How can lightning harm me?!” The Midheaven Emperor-Lord stood unflinching before the cataclysmic onslaught of lightning attacks that descended like doomsday.

Heavenly thunder boomed deafeningly, striking directly at the Midheaven Emperor-Lord. However, the black vortex swallowed the heavenly lightning whole, and he remained completely unscathed.

With a snap of his fingers, black vortices filled the entire space. The Qilin Immortal’s freshly regrown arm was devoured once more, this time along with one of his legs.

This was the source of the Midheaven Emperor-Lord’s confidence. His Devouring Dao Fruit excelled at both offense and defense, capable of deflecting immortal techniques and consuming immortal flesh, leaving his foes with no means to counter him.

The Qilin Immortal’s limbs regenerated yet again, not through any spell, but with his innate self-healing abilities.

“I’d like to see how many times you can heal yourself!”

The black vortices surged forth once more, encircling the Qilin Immortal on all sides. It warped space, nullifying any spatial arts, and distorted time, slowing the Qilin Immortal’s movements to a crawl.

On the two previous occasions, the Qilin Immortal had done his utmost to evade the vortices. But this time, he made no move to dodge and simply stood there.

“Resigned to your fate?” The Midheaven Emperor-Lord activated his Devouring Dao Fruit. Several vortices abruptly expanded, swallowing the Qilin Immortal whole. It was so easy that he almost suspected the figure standing there was just the Qilin Immortal’s puppet.

“Midheaven Emperor-Lord, is that all you’ve got?”

The Qilin Immortal stood within the black vortices, completely intact.

“If it were the Heaven Mandate Immortal standing here, it might really have been tricky for him. But unfortunately for you, your opponent is me.” The Qilin Immortal smiled as he delivered his critique.

“The Survival of the Fittest Dao Fruit! You took those hits on purpose the first two times to adapt to my attacks!” Things immediately clicked for the Midheaven Emperor-Lord. The same attack could never harm the Qilin Immortal again.

When faced with attacks from Incipient Dao Fruits, the Fittest Arbiter Divine Lord could only mitigate most of the damage, but he couldn’t emerge unscathed. Never had the Midheaven Emperor-Lord imagined that the Qilin Immortal, who possessed the superior Dao Fruit, could be so absurdly powerful as to fully adapt to attacks from Dao Fruit.

The Midheaven Emperor-Lord’s expression darkened. “It looks like to defeat you, I must employ a different technique with every strike.

“Three Esse True Fire!

“Azure Sky Prison-Suppressing Hand!”

A hand descended from the heavens, blazing with Three Esse True Fire. Its palm was covered in runes of suppression and destruction. A single one of these runes could obliterate all of Zhongshan Commandery. With numerous such runes gathered together, clenched within this heavenly fist, the destructive power was beyond imagination.

The Azure Sky Prison-Suppressing Hand was a technique the Midheaven Emperor-Lord had chanced upon in an ancient text. He had never once employed it, and even the Fate Arbiter didn’t know he could use it.

This technique’s might was tremendous, rivaling even the power of the Buddhist Kingdom in Palm.

With a thunderous boom, the celestial hand came crashing down upon the Qilin Immortal. However, the Qilin Immortal simply raised his hand, catching this fearsome fist with no discernible fluctuation in power.

“Three Esse True Fire and the Azure Sky Prison-Suppressing Hand? You’ve mastered them well. But unfortunately, I’d seen all these techniques long ago in the ancient era. They’re useless against me.”

The Midheaven Emperor-Lord’s face turned ashen. The majority of his techniques came from the ancient era, and he had mastered them through self-study alone. Such talent was exceedingly rare in the world.

However, this also meant that the more proficient he was in these techniques, the more useless they became against the Qilin Immortal. Over half of his arsenal was ineffective.

“As your senior, I’ve already given you three free moves. If you have nothing else to show, then it’s my turn!”

The Qilin Immortal transformed into a golden Qilin, treading upon auspicious clouds and soaring through the mist, majestic and awe-inspiring. In the ancient era, merely pasting a portrait of him on one’s door could guard the household and ward off evil.

“Do you think I only know ancient techniques?!”

The Midheaven Emperor-Lord had always presented himself as a senior in the present age, his heart filled with immense pride. Now that the Qilin Immortal had dared to call himself “senior” and brazenly claimed to have let him make three moves first, the Midheaven Emperor-Lord was incensed.

“Taiyi Seven-Kill Palm!

“Duality Minute Dust Array!

“Creation Heavenly Art!”

The Midheaven Emperor-Lord unleashed three immortal arts in rapid succession, all of which were his own creation. Any one of them was sufficient to establish a sect and serve as the trump card for an Apex Transcendent Tribulation cultivator or even a half-immortal.

The Duality Minute Dust Array confined the Qilin Immortal in place. Each strike of the Taiyi Seven-Kill Palm was a killing blow, and with seven palms stacked together, even the heavens would struggle to save him. At the same time, the Creation Heavenly Art prevented the Qilin Immortal’s wounds from healing.

“Why have I never seen any of these moves before?” the Balance Arbiter Divine Lord exclaimed in shock. As the Midheaven Emperor-Lord’s trusted confidant, even if he kept some techniques from me, surely he shouldn’t have hidden so many.

Trapped within the Duality Minute Dust Array, the Qilin Immortal defended himself while mocking, “Ha, being sealed inside the sun by Wu Yao for a hundred thousand years did give you time to cook up some new tricks.”

“Shut up!”

The Midheaven Emperor-Lord was enraged. Half-immortals had finite lifespans. To wait for the arrival of the Battle of the Great Era, they had slumbered through the entire Great Yu Dynasty. Only the Fate Arbiter was privy to the matter of being sealed in the sun by Wu Yao.

Never had he imagined that the Qilin Immortal had witnessed the entire affair while hidden within the Fittest Arbiter Divine Lord.