Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

As the emperor, he was naturally not afraid of this kind of challenge.

Although his cultivation level has declined, as the Human Emperor, he still has his own competitive spirit. You must remember that he was once the Human Emperor who led the human race to conquer all directions.

Although thousands of years have passed, he has not led troops into battle, nor has he fought against any powerful figures.

But now that someone has come to challenge him, a raging fire has been ignited in his heart.

Fuxi was slightly taken aback, then revealed a hearty smile: "Haha, I couldn't be happier! I've been wanting to see just how strong you are, at the peak of the Quasi-Saint realm."

Black Qilin quickly waved his hand and said seriously, "I will not take advantage of your vulnerability. I will suppress my cultivation and fight you with the strength of a mid-stage Quasi-Saint. That would be fair."

Fuxi nodded in approval. He stretched his limbs, and an ancient and powerful aura emanated from his body: "Very good. Then let me see your skills."

The news spread quickly, and people flocked to watch this exciting match.

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors arrived first, standing on one side of the training ground with anticipation on their faces.

The Yellow Emperor frowned slightly, his eyes filled with worry: "Fuxi's cultivation has only recovered to the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint. I wonder if he will be in danger in the battle against this Black Qilin."

Zhuanxu smiled confidently: "Don't worry, Fuxi is not so easy to defeat. He has rich combat experience. It won't be easy for this black Qilin to win."

Generals like Bai Qi rushed over and stood aside, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

Bai Qi rubbed his hands together, saying to Meng Tian beside him, "This battle is sure to be exciting. The Black Qilin's strength is unfathomable, and the Human Emperor Fuxi is no pushover either. This is going to be a good show."

Meng Tian nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the training ground, afraid of missing any exciting moment.

Such a battle between ancient and powerful figures is a rare occurrence, happening only once every hundred years.

Even Ying Xuan, sitting on the dragon throne, watched with curiosity, eager to see how their battle would unfold.

Such observations are rare.

He also served as the referee for this match; he simply raised his hand slowly and gently lowered it, as if a horn had sounded.

With a command given, the battle officially began.

The Black Qilin made the first move, black flames surging around him, containing powerful Yin energy that seemed capable of freezing everything.

He flashed forward like a ghost, his right fist wreathed in black flames, aiming straight for Fuxi's chest.

Fuxi remained calm and composed. He quickly formed hand seals, and a golden light emanated from his hands, forming a sturdy defensive barrier.

The black qilin's fist slammed heavily against the barrier, producing a dull thud. The powerful impact caused the barrier to shake slightly, but it did not break.

"Such strong defense!" Black Qilin exclaimed inwardly. He immediately changed his attack method, turned his body, and swept his legs like whips towards Fuxi.

Fuxi leaped into the air, easily dodging the attack. He flipped in mid-air, pushed his hands forward, and a golden light shot towards the black Qilin like an arrow.

The black Qilin quickly dodged to the side, the light grazing his body and leaving a deep mark on the ground behind him.

When the Black Qilin met the Human Emperor, Fuxi made his move. He was steady and composed, and every move was controlled with ease. He was indeed a top-tier expert.

happy!

Black Qilin was overjoyed. He roared, and the black flames around him surged instantly. He condensed the flames into a huge flaming longsword, gripped the hilt with both hands, and slashed fiercely at Fuxi.

Fuxi sensed the immense power of this attack and dared not be careless.

He took a deep breath, gathering all his strength into his palms, and then thrust them out forcefully. A golden palm print met the flaming longsword head-on, the two colliding and bursting forth with dazzling light and powerful energy fluctuations.

As the light faded, Fuxi and the black Qilin were seen standing in the same spot, breathing slightly heavily.

In a short span of time, the two exchanged no less than a hundred blows.

In a battle between sages, the speed of combat is as fast as the wind, and hundreds or even thousands of blows can be exchanged in an instant.

"Holy crap, how are they even fighting? I can't see the trajectory of their battle at all!"

"Yeah, they're so strong! I can't even see the space between their battle scenes. There are just waves and flickers, and I can barely make out a few things!"

Some powerful figures at the Celestial Immortal and Golden Immortal realms were in a state of utter frustration. They had finally managed to come here to witness the battle of the saints, only to find that they couldn't see anything at all. The difference in their cultivation levels was simply too great; such a battle between powerful individuals was beyond their ability to easily capture, especially given the presence of the Human Emperor Fuxi and the Black Qilin.

Neither of them used their weapons; the victory was decided solely through hand-to-hand combat.

After all, if weapons are used, the resulting explosions could potentially plunge the entire city of Xianyang into crisis.

A battle that is close to the end of its course could destroy a hundred kilometers at best, and a thousand kilometers at worst, turning them into ruins.

To avoid this situation, they chose to fight fist to fist, man to man.

They understood each other implicitly from the very beginning.

And those who were on the scene could only truly see clearly what had happened before.

Based on their visual movements, they can naturally try their best to capture the trajectory of their battle.

However, it still flickers and cannot be easily captured.

Only saints and quasi-saints can truly see the battle between the two sides clearly.

Bai Qi and his generals all descended here in clones, making it easy to track their battle trajectories.

"It's really strong. The feeling of each punch landing is so satisfying!" Bai Qi was already vaguely tempted to step forward and fight it.

On the fighting field.

"What an amazing Human Emperor! He truly deserves to be called a legendary figure who led the human race to glory," the Black Qilin exclaimed sincerely.

Fuxi smiled slightly and said, "You are not bad either. If you hadn't suppressed your cultivation, I'm afraid I wouldn't be your match."

Just then, the black Qilin suddenly flashed and launched another attack.

He moved with incredible speed, almost too fast to be seen. His flaming longsword, radiating a fierce aura, slashed towards Fuxi's neck.

Fuxi quickly took a step back and raised his arm to block.

The flaming longsword struck his arm with a crisp sound, sending sparks flying.

Fuxi's arm felt slightly numb, but he did not back down.

He suddenly swung his fist away, throwing the black qilin's longsword aside. Then, taking advantage of the momentum, he stepped forward and slammed his right fist, which glowed with golden light, into the black qilin's abdomen.

The black Qilin quickly used its left hand to block, while simultaneously slashing its flaming longsword at Fuxi's head again with its right hand. (End of Chapter)