Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity

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“Emperor Tian!”

Hearing this name, Liu Huangshu and the others felt a mix of shock and joy.

That’s simply because Emperor Tian had once been the guardian deity of the Kunlun Realm, a monstrous talent at the forefront of body refining!

In that era, he was the god in the eyes of all body cultivators!

So, when they saw Emperor Tian reappear in the world, charging in with an invincible momentum to support the Kunlun Realm, every ancient cultivator present felt a lump in their throats, tears brimming in their eyes.

“Everyone, long time no see.” Emperor Tian’s complex gaze swept across Empress Fuyao, Elder Changsheng, Liu Huangshu, and other familiar faces.

“This monster is still alive?!” Some ancient Saint Ancestor Realm powerhouses were shaken to their cores, finding it hard to believe.

Rumor had it that back in the day, the Nine Nether set up an ambush, planning to team up to take down Emperor Tian, only to discover they couldn’t kill him at all. In the end, they had to settle for capturing him alive to take back for disposal!

From this, one could gauge just how terrifying his physique was and how indomitable his life force!

“It’s really Senior Emperor Tian…” Panlong Wusheng’s pupils constricted, excitedly stating.

Even now, he hasn’t forgotten the years he spent kneeling at Emperor Tian’s dojo, just hoping for a word of guidance.

Regarding that experience, he bore no resentment nor felt embarrassed, as he truly reaped tremendous benefits from it; after returning, he advanced by leaps and bounds, becoming the strongest martial sovereign of the ancestral star!

Now, seeing this benefactor again, Panlong Wusheng still held such deep reverence in his heart.

At this moment, facing Emperor Tian’s overwhelming presence, Dao Lord and the others felt significant pressure.

Old Celestial Servant’s expression turned grim as he asked, “How did you escape from the Nine Nether?”

He instinctively sensed a fearsome aura emanating from Emperor Tian!

Emperor Tian pondered for a moment before replying, “I was imprisoned by the Nine Nether for many years, during which I couldn’t escape. However, for some reason, the power keeping me suppressed has weakened significantly lately, allowing me to break free smoothly.”

Everyone exchanged glances, surprised.

“Perhaps the Nine Nether factions recently suffered immense casualties, and their upper echelons can no longer maintain the suppression methods, which is why Emperor Tian could escape.” Liu Huangshu analyzed the situation.

At this, everyone couldn’t help but nod in agreement.

Regardless, Emperor Tian’s escape was a good thing!

For the Kunlun Realm, it meant a top-tier ally!

“Emperor Tian, did you not once slander my Titan Clan’s cultivators, saying they would never reach the pinnacle of body refining? Speak!” Suddenly, the Titan Clan Ancestor recalled something and questioned angrily.

Logically speaking, the Titan Clan had an innate advantage in body refining; each member was born a body cultivator and didn’t need excessive hard work to become excellent in the field, truly the darlings of this domain.

However, back then, Emperor Tian had openly proclaimed that the Titan Clan was destined to never reach the peak of body refining, forever unable to break their final shackles, trapped in a self-imposed prison.

This statement had caused a huge uproar at the time.

The Titan Clan Ancestor intended to discuss it with him later, but things took a sudden turn, and the matter ended up forgotten.

So, when he saw Emperor Tian again, the petty Titan Clan Ancestor couldn’t help but bring up the past.

Emperor Tian paused, contemplating, and confidently replied, “Yes, that was indeed said, but I spoke only the truth, not slander!”

In the end, he voiced it with righteous indignation, his tone hearty.

This infuriated the Titan Clan Ancestor.

“Emperor Tian, stop talking nonsense! My Titan Clan is the true king of body refining!”

Emperor Tian shook his head, “Excuse my bluntness, but you’re just a wannabe.”

Everyone went silent, looking puzzled.

Was that some serious shade being thrown?

And it sounded pretty vivid!

The Titan Clan Ancestor huffed out twin gusts of wind from his nostrils, veins popping on his forehead; he couldn’t stand being publicly humiliated, so he howled and launched an attack.

Boom~

A massive surge of blood energy erupted, disrupting the stars.

The Titan Clan Ancestor charged at Emperor Tian, launching a punch filled with unparalleled ferocity, countless planets shattering along the way.

To everyone’s shock, Emperor Tian didn’t dodge or block; he took the punch head-on.

Bang~!!!

The cosmic explosion sent shockwaves rippling.

“Hmm?”

The Titan Clan Ancestor was stunned, his fist tingling as if striking a piece of finely tempered divine iron.

In contrast, Emperor Tian didn’t budge an inch, a cold, mocking smile creeping across his lips, “Are you serious?”

In that instant, the Titan Clan Ancestor felt profound humiliation, his star-like eyes rapidly turning blood red from rage.

“Ah, I’ll kill you!!!”

Instantly, the Titan Strength surged, peculiar patterns surfaced across his skin, enveloping his entire body, like the embodiment of the Titan God itself, radiating an aura of divine indomitability.

In the next second, a tempest of punches began to rain down.

Boom boom boom boom! Boom boom boom boom!

A barrage of explosive sounds rocked the air, generating vast energy waves, causing the surrounding Saint Path worlds to tremble, countless beings quaking in fear, too frightened to utter a sound.

The most shocking scene unfolded.

Facing the Titan Clan Ancestor’s frenzied attack, Emperor Tian stood firm like an indestructible divine mountain, weathering the storm.

From start to finish, he didn’t move an inch, appearing calm and collected.

Everyone watched in disbelief, nearly dropping their jaws.

One has to admit, the Titan Clan Ancestor’s power was now very close to that of a true powerhouse; even Dao Lord and Buddha Emperor wouldn’t be able to endure a beating from him while standing still.

But, amazingly,

Emperor Tian did it!

Throughout the process, not a trace of Saint energy was emitted, nor did he use any protective divine abilities, relying entirely on his physical strength for defense, completely straightforward.

Such an extraordinary, over-the-top defense left everyone present feeling uneasy.

At this level, one could say it’s a ceiling tier beneath the Creation Saint!

“It can’t be, it can’t be! You’re definitely just acting!” The Titan Clan Ancestor’s scalp pricked with fear, his emotions spiraling out of control as he howled.

His fists felt numb and painful, and yet the other guy stood there without a scratch, it’s no wonder his mind was losing it!

“Ha ha, it’s my turn now.”

Emperor Tian chuckled coldly.

Then he swung his fist, aiming it at the towering Titan giant before him.

Boom!

The cosmos collapsed, the sun and moon fell silent.

The Titan Clan Ancestor coughed up blood, a deep imprint of a fist left in his chest, ribs crushing inward, blood splattering everywhere.

His wild gaze instantly cleared, revealing a shade of disbelief.

What the heck?

A single punch broke through his defense?!

“You Titans focus too much on bloodlines, thinking that the stronger the bloodline, the stronger the physique. Over time, you’ll become trapped by your own limitations, failing to unleash your potential. Little do you know, body cultivators must continuously break their bodily limits to pave the way forward, while you… you’ve merely narrowed your path, ultimately trapping yourselves!”

“That’s the gap between you and me!”

Emperor Tian’s eyes sparkled brightly, his voice resonating with unquestionable authority.

The Titan Clan Ancestor let out a deranged, pained howl, “Shut up! You’re spouting nonsense!”

Straining through the pain, he raised his fist to strike, but Emperor Tian’s punch was faster.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A barrage of muffled explosions followed.

The Titan Clan Ancestor’s body buckled under the strikes, nearing destruction, blood spraying everywhere.

“Ancestor!”

The Titan Realm’s members cried out in sorrow.

Their towering ancestor was utterly overwhelmed, unable to fight back in this moment!

“Are you convinced?” Emperor Tian demanded.

The Titan Clan Ancestor felt dizzy, clinging to a sliver of hope as he barely managed to say, “Wait, don’t hit. I… I yield…”

After taking a beating like that, he had no choice but to concede!

The truth is, the Titan Clan Ancestor’s vitality was incredibly tenacious; if it had been any other Saint Ancestor, they would have been crushed in no time. Only he could endure so many punches and still hold onto a single breath.

It’s just a pity he was up against the strongest body refining king in history!

“Challenge me, and you’ll pay the price. Die!!!”

Emperor Tian didn’t hesitate and unleashed a powerful punch, striking the Titan Clan Ancestor into a vast cloud of blood mist, scattering into the cosmos.

All realms trembled in reverberation.

The celebrated leader of the Titan Realm was brutally killed!

On the Kunlun Realm side, morale soared, everyone displaying excitement and fervor.

Dao Lord and the others felt a chill in their hearts, caught in a dilemma.

There was no choice.

Emperor Tian’s display had been overwhelmingly dominant, especially his incredible ability to withstand blows, making even true powerhouses want to step aside.

If a fight broke out, this beast with compounded defenses would be a major headache!

Ye Junlin’s gaze was filled with admiration, “Truly, heaven helps me!”

Even without Emperor Tian’s intervention, he was confident in facing the Divine Court, but having more powerful support was ultimately a good thing.

Old Celestial Servant’s eyes flickered with unease, followed by a cunning glint as he sneered,

“I’ll hold him back; you all deal with Ye Junlin!”

As he spoke, Old Celestial Servant executed his unique spell, tossing out a hand-made whisk. The white whisk extended like a vast galaxy, wrapping around Emperor Tian’s towering figure, with countless intricate runes shimmering, forming an entrapment.

“Hmm?!”

Emperor Tian’s expression turned suspicious as he exerted all his strength to break free; unexpectedly, the harder he tried, the tighter the whisk held him.

“Don’t waste your effort; this is my unique technique. Unless your Saint power surpasses mine, pure strength alone won’t work!” Old Celestial Servant said smugly.

This was indeed a sneaky move; he didn’t need to defeat Emperor Tian, but he could surely keep him trapped indefinitely!

It’s worth mentioning that unless he became unable to maintain it, Emperor Tian would remain restrained.

Emperor Tian felt terribly constrained and roared, “You despicable bastard! Have the guts to let me go for a one-on-one showdown!”

Old Celestial Servant laughed scornfully, “Do you think your fate will be any better? Once I suppress that traitor, I’ll escort you to the Divine Court to await Emperor Tian’s judgment!”

“Damn it!”

Empress Fuyao and the others looked grave.

They hadn’t anticipated this ace up their sleeve!

The eyes of the ancient Saint Ancestor Realm powerhouses brightened as hope flourished once more.

“Emperor Tian, for the death of our Dao’s disciple–”