“Arrogant brat, you show a little strength and already lose sight of yourself. Look carefully at where you stand. This is Yue City. How could a stubborn child like you behave so wildly here?” the bronze-lion elder said with a cold snort.

“That’s right,” the Pixiu elder added. “You think you’re so strong, but it’s only because you don’t understand how vast heaven and earth truly are. Today, this place will become your burial ground. May this battle once again remind the world that the Ten God-Clans cannot be offended. Any who challenge our dignity...”

“...are to be killed without mercy,” the qilin elder finished.

The three slapped the stone beneath them. The massive inner-city wall exploded as countless pieces of black crystal shattered. The wall was forged entirely of black crystal, and yet it burst apart under their power.

The three elders rose into the air, forming a triangle as they surrounded Xu Zimo.

“Bronze Lion, Seal the Heavens!” the lion elder roared.

Gray beams shot from his eyes, sealing the world around Xu Zimo. Space froze; movement became impossible.

Next, the Pixiu elder opened his mouth wide.

“Heaven and earth are not eternal; all things have flaws. I too contain flaw, and therefore I am heaven and earth. Devour true fate, never see daylight again!” the Pixiu elder bellowed.

The lion elder’s confinement locked Xu Zimo in place, and the Pixiu elder’s devouring force tugged at his true fate. Everyone knew the Pixiu devoured all things; nothing escaped it.

But as the Pixiu elder tried to pull out Xu Zimo’s true fate, he was stunned, it wouldn’t budge.

How could he know that Xu Zimo’s true fate was the God World, a world unto itself. Forget a mere Pixiu, even an Infinite Dao powerhouse couldn’t shake a large planet.

To Xu Zimo, the devouring force was like a mayfly trying to move a mountain.

“This child is strange,” the Pixiu elder said with a frown.

“Let me try,” the qilin elder said, stepping forward.

Within his gaze surged the aura of a king among beasts. Though qilin were auspicious creatures, the aura from this elder was filled with destruction and death.

His eyes flared like divine lights and shot out beams of death.

A ray pierced straight through Xu Zimo’s chest.

“Got him!” the Pixiu elder said excitedly.

“No,” the qilin elder shook his head grimly.

He swept his hand again, releasing several more death rays, each containing the power to annihilate the void. They passed through Xu Zimo’s body, but somehow still failed to hit him.

“What’s going on?” the onlookers cried in confusion.

The bronze-lion elder suddenly realized it.

“No! I sealed a false body!” he shouted in shock.

Everyone turned.

A second Xu Zimo stood calmly behind them in the sky, smiling faintly.

“How did you get out?” the lion elder demanded.

“Why would I need to escape?” Xu Zimo replied. “If I wish to leave, I leave. A tiny void prison like that, how could it trap me? Forget a bronze lion, even a true god beast couldn’t hold me.”

The lion elder snorted coldly. Xu Zimo’s words were arrogant, but he could not refute them.

The three elders exchanged looks.

Infernal energy surged violently from their bodies.

“In that case, let’s reveal our trump card. No need to waste more time,” the qilin elder said.

Power erupted from all three. Behind each, their true forms appeared, roaring as they manifested.

The bronze lion shook its massive body, its roar rippling across the land. The Pixiu streaked forth like burning crimson light. The qilin stood tall above the firmament, radiating kingly might.

Then, fusion.

“Descent of the Heavenly Demon, combine the ferocious beasts!”

Their true forms twisted together, merging in an unnatural way. Three beasts became one, a massive abomination with three heads. Lion, Pixiu, and Qilin. Its body was a crude combination of all three.

The Heavenly Demon’s aura skyrocketed, several times stronger than before.

“Still just a Supreme Giant,” Xu Zimo said, shaking his head. “No matter how you struggle, the weak remain weak.”

He stepped forward and kicked directly at the Heavenly Demon.

The abomination roared, raising its claws to defend while its two wings spun like blades, tearing through space as they slashed toward him, one defensive, one offensive.

Xu Zimo snorted.

As he stepped down with his right foot, Shadow Tyrant rose before him, carrying world-rending blade intent that sliced toward the wings.

Thunder boomed.

The blade pressure shattered both wings on the spot. Xu Zimo’s kick exploded the Pixiu head.

But in that instant, the lion head lunged and bit down on his right leg, trying to tear it off.

“Get lost,” Xu Zimo growled.

Planting Shadow Tyrant into the void, he seized the lion head with both hands.

The qilin head lunged to bite him, fangs wide.

Xu Zimo struck it with a brutal punch.

With a bang, the qilin head snapped sideways. The lion’s jaws were ripped apart, its upper and lower jaw torn wide. Xu Zimo drove his fist into its mouth, punching through flesh and bone. The lion head died instantly.

He turned his gaze toward the last remaining qilin head.

The Heavenly Demon, now half-destroyed, plummeted from the sky, roaring as it crashed into the inner city wall. The massive body carved a crater into the black-crystal fortifications.

Everyone’s eyes fixed on the hole.

Moments later, all three beast elders spat blood simultaneously. Their true fates shattered.

Then Xu Zimo emerged from the crater, dragging the colossal Heavenly Demon corpse with one hand. He tossed it aside like a mere object. The corpse smashed into the three elders and sent them flying into the ruined wall.

The inner city’s barrier collapsed entirely. Many spectators were buried under the falling debris.

Xu Zimo slowly lifted his head. Like a demon king walking out of an apocalypse, he stepped from the ruins and entered the inner city.

He stared ahead at the towering mountain that pierced the heavens, the Pupil Mountain, so tall its peak could not be seen.

He let out a cold laugh.

“Yue God-Clan, are you prepared to meet death?”

As he stepped into the inner city, countless beams of immortal light rose from Yue Mountain, no fewer than fifty thousand.

Each light represented a Saint Sovereign.