I create patterns, regardless of your level of expertise.

Hong Chengye did not respond to Li Hao's teasing, but his eyes were excessively serious.

He didn't know Li Hao's background yet, but he understood that he would most likely only have one chance to strike.

Whether Li Hao let him go first because he was arrogant or wanted to test his abilities, he had been given the opportunity; it was up to him to see if he could seize it.

Therefore, without hesitation, he grabbed the hilt of the sword he was carrying.

As the longsword was slowly drawn, all that could be seen was the surrounding area.

The once clear sky quickly turned dark.

Clouds surged overhead, dark clouds covered the sky, and a gale arose from nowhere, subtly disturbing the peace, like the prelude to a storm.

"That sword belongs to the Thunder God Emperor of the Divine Court."

"After the death of the Thunder God Emperor, the sword disappeared. After many years, it reappeared and fell into the hands of the Hong family."

"The Hong family has likely inherited the legacy of the Thunder God Emperor. Be careful."

Wuliang Sheng spoke in a low voice and silently hid behind the throne.

"No, is it really that serious?"

Li Hao was speechless at his timid appearance.

Not to mention that the Endless Set is already equipped, which makes them immune to all damage.

What the hell are you afraid of with just one clone?

In the time it takes to say a few words, Hong Chengye had already completely drawn his longsword in the sky.

The long, sturdy sword, its blade engraved with lightning patterns, exudes a captivating and sharp aura.

As he gripped the longsword in his hand, tiny arcs of electricity began to crackle around his body.

Meanwhile, the clouds overhead grew thicker and thicker, almost completely blocking out the sunlight.

Amidst the churning clouds, rumbling thunder echoed, and heavy lightning bolts leaped within the clouds, resonating with the arcs of electricity emanating from Hong Chengye's body.

In a daze, Li Hao felt a sense of oppression.

It's a feeling of being completely locked in, as if the whole world is radiating malice towards him, making him very uncomfortable.

"The power of heaven and earth?"

Good heavens, as expected of the gods, Li Hao had never seen anyone use this move before.

Hong Chengye's breathing gradually became heavier, and the electric arcs on his body became increasingly thick and violent.

Those once clear black and white eyes were gradually covered by a layer of dazzling white light.

Hong Chengye roared angrily and then raised his sword to the sky!

Boom!

In an instant, the sound of thunder was deafening, and a beam of white light shot into the sky and plunged into the clouds.

It was as if a ladle of cold water had been poured into a pot of hot oil, and the entire cloud layer—no, the entire world—boiled up in that instant!

Behind him, between heaven and earth, a gigantic figure rapidly materialized.

"Divine Art: Emperor's Shadow!"

The ten-thousand-foot-tall Dharma body rose from the ground; it was only half a body, yet it almost filled the entire world!

Extremely far away.

The guests who had escaped only saw a giant standing between heaven and earth.

The towering, continuous mountains and valleys appeared as insignificant bumps and hollows before him; with a wave of his hand, it seemed he could pierce the clouds and pluck the sun from the sky.

Even from a great distance, the immense aura that had been diminished countless times still left many people breathless.

It should be noted that the vast majority of the guests who came this time were at least at the ninth realm, a realm that would be considered powerful in the Four Realms.

But at this moment, before this towering Dharma body, they are as insignificant as ants!

"This is the God Race. Those few God Race members who forcibly stopped the war between the four races back then are probably not worth mentioning in front of this one."

"Can that emperor withstand it?"

"Who knew that our Emperor was no ordinary person? You can tell from his actions."

Why are they fighting?

Above the sky, countless golden bridges.

The members of the Hong family all wore cruel expressions as they watched this scene.

They knew all too well how terrifying Hong Chengye was.

Although we don't know Li Hao's background yet, we should know that Hong Chengye never flaunted his Thunder God Sword when he was wielding it.

Even in the realm of gods, few could withstand such a powerful strike.

And what if Li Hao possesses some extraordinary abilities?

A human emperor who lords it over the human realm? What makes him compare to the gods?

This person is incredibly stupid. He thought he could dominate the human world, so he arrogantly believed he had no rivals and recklessly displayed his supernatural ability to replicate things.

Little did they know that while a common man may be innocent, possessing a treasure can be a crime.

His arrogance and hubris have brought him this disaster!

"He's dead!"

"The elders are too cautious, letting Hong Chengye use his full strength from the very beginning. Was it really necessary?"

"Exactly, this so-called Human Emperor is absolutely no match for this sword."

The Hong family members all mocked and ridiculed Li Hao, looking at him as if he were a dead man.

The throne room.

Song Yuqi and the others had already taken refuge behind the throne. Although they knew that the throne couldn't protect anything, they instinctively wanted to seek some protection in the face of that seemingly invincible, enormous Dharma body.

Although Li Hao gave them the Endless Set, they didn't know how powerful it was, so they were inevitably afraid.

Only Li Hao remained calm.

I even felt like laughing.

"Imperial Shadow? Haven't I seen this move before?"

"Old Wu, you didn't have this kind of imposing presence last time."

Wuliangsheng no longer wanted to speak.

Can they be the same?

Last time, he borrowed Song Yushu's body. Although his spiritual power was inexhaustible, spiritual power is spiritual power, not divine power. Quantity cannot completely make up for the difference in quality, so the power he used was naturally different.

The emperor's image he condensed last time was illusory, but the emperor's image in front of him was almost solid.

The imperial image he condensed had no facial features, but the one in front of him had opened its eyes!

It was as if two suns hung there, coldly watching over all living beings in the world, as if everything in front of them was nothing but dust.

This is God!

Continuing to expand beyond the limit of the twelfth realm, the thirteenth realm was already beyond the limit that the human realm could accommodate. This Hong Chengye is at the twenty-second realm!

Just looking at it is enough to make most people feel a sense of insignificance in the face of the starry universe.

Then, he moved.

The longsword in Hong Chengye's hand unleashed intense lightning, and with his movement, the enormous imperial shadow raised its hand and plunged it into the clouds.

Then, he slowly drew out a giant sword thousands of feet long, formed from the purest and most refined power of lightning.

"Li Hao! Watch closely!"

Hong Chengye roared, and his entire body began to tremble violently, a sign that the continued power was too strong and he was about to lose control.

"This sword..."

"Uh, it'll be really cool?"

"It will be very strong!"

The giant sword slashed down suddenly, as if the entire sky itself was being toppled over!

The guests, who had already fled far away, changed their expressions upon seeing this and fled even further.

After the throne, everyone except Wuliangsheng was deathly pale.

They were right behind Li Hao; what Li Hao could see, they could also see.

The massive sword, carrying immense power, slashed down, and the space, which had already been reinforced and sealed off, began to distort violently.

That wasn't due to the sword strike, but rather because this entire world seemed to have gained sentience, writhing wildly, trying to escape!

Just how powerful was this sword strike?

Countless eyes strained to see into the distance, all locking onto Li Hao.

They wanted to know how this newly crowned emperor could possibly withstand the attack.

Will he perish under this sword, ending his hasty life, or will he create a miracle?

Behind the throne, even Wuliangsheng subconsciously clenched his fists, his eyes burning as he looked at Li Hao's back.

Come on, let me see where your limits really lie!

Amidst the spotlight.

Li Hao calmly took out two pieces of bedrock and placed them at his feet.

Then, he raised his hand.

In a short time, the sword, carrying the force of the collapsing sky, had already reached above his head.

The frail arm was utterly insignificant before that colossal sword, like a toothpick trying to hold up a collapsing building.

Everyone held their breath in suspense as, under countless gazes, that seemingly ordinary hand finally collided with the giant sword!

however.

There was no explosion, no devastating impact, no earth-shattering roar.

All the force seemed to have been thrown into a bottomless abyss, failing to create even the slightest ripple.

In the sky, Hong Chengye gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. He had used all his strength, but he could no longer make the giant sword advance even an inch.

That tiny, dust-like figure actually caught the giant sword!