Emperor’s Domination

Grand Preceptor reacted swiftly and severed contact with his gateway. Alas, his hand withered into ashes.

“Did you see that?” Everyone thought he was so close to obtaining the spring.

“It’s a temporal maelstrom spinning extremely fast. It looks to be still but millions and millions of years are just passing by.” An old heaven-slayer murmured.

“That’s fatal.” Everyone took a deep breath. Even overlords couldn’t control time to this extent. Moreover, no one could survive.

“Then it’s over, right? The spring is out of reach for everyone except Li Xingchen.” Everyone exchanged glances.

“I’ll try.” A voice came from Heaven World but somehow, the speaker appeared next to them.

The strongest cultivators present only saw a remnant image – an armored rider with incredible battle intent. He had survived hundreds of battles, always crushing the enemies.

“Godstallion Marshal!” A primal ancestor stated his title, finding his speed to be faster than Grand Preceptor.

He had participated in numerous conflicts including the Ascension War centered around Bodhi Ancestor. He commanded the legion of Supreme Heaven to prevent the ascension.

With guidance from Zhan Sansheng, he became the second heaven-slayer from Supreme Heaven. He participated in all the major wars until Nightwatch when he retired.

“Bam!” His speed surpassed the suppression of the faint mark.

“Brother Grand Preceptor, let me try?” He asked while riding a stallion.

“Please go ahead.” Grand Preceptor acted prudently due to the danger of the maelstrom.

“I will overestimate myself and give it a try.” He laughed.

“Can he do it?” All eyes were on him.

“None can match his speed. If he can’t do it, then the overlords will have to try.” A heaven-slayer whispered.

As long as one was fast enough, they could overcome the temporal rotation of the vortex.

The stallion slowly retreated and crouched down to gather momentum. The two became one during the preparation for an explosive rush.

The two vibrated as a grand dao circled them, accelerating constantly. Time and space around them also vibrated.

The power and speed they accumulated reached the limit, forming an identical maelstrom to the one before them, albeit smaller.

“He formed a temporal maelstrom.” Others became emotional.

“Peerless indeed. Is he the strongest heaven-slayer?” Pride waned upon seeing this.

“Boom!” The small maelstrom rushed toward the larger one.

“Is he doing this?!” Spectators held their breath.

“Pop!” The small maelstrom merely caused a ripple in the larger counterpart before turning into ashes.

Fortunately, he was fast enough to retreat just in time. Alas, his divine armor and a large part of his body turned to ashes, leaving him pale and in agony. If he hadn’t backed off, that would have been the end of him.

“Still failed.” Others became emotional after seeing the difficulty of the task.

“This is hopeless.” Primal ancestors and heaven-slayers exchanged glances.

“Has to be an overlord.” One of them murmured.

However, if an overlord were to show up, they wouldn’t get one drop of water.

“I cannot pass it.” Godstallion Marshal shook his head.

“Seems impossible.” Grand Preceptor agreed.

“There is a way to obtain this spring.” Someone else appeared.

“Sixth-sense Ancestor!” Others spoke his title.

“May I ask what great plan you have in mind?” Grand Preceptor cupped his fist.

“Make it stop.” Sixth-sense said.

“Make it stop?” Both Grand Preceptor and Godstallion were surprised to hear this.