Emperor’s Domination

“I don’t have the same open-mindedness as you, Sir.” The person smiled.

“We merely have different pursuits, so different results.” Li Qiye shook his head.

“Yes, that is true. What about the old body now?” The person asked.

“I’ll return to melt it.” Li Qiye said.

“The process will be long, you can just let it go somewhere.” The person said.

“No, it has to be done. Moreover, you left it on my tree, so where else am I going to throw it? This choice isn’t right either, can’t make the same mistake as the villainous heaven.” Li Qiye said: “The most perfect chapter has been written, missing one final finisher. I must bring it to a close.”

“Now that this is done, is it time to spar?” The person smiled.

“Yes, I’ve let you wait long.” Li Qiye said.

“You are worthy of my patience, this battle might be more joyous than the one with the high heaven.” The person said.

“I share the same sentiment.” Li Qiye stepped into a battlefield along with his opponent.

This was an unknown battlefield, only observed by the greatest beings and the villainous heaven. For example, Octopus and Hidden Immortal were qualified to observe since they could compete for heaven.

However, Octopus was unique, only existing alongside the high heaven. Thus, although he might not be watching, he was still aware of everything.

As for Hidden Immortal, Li Qiye and that person had no clue where the guy was. Hidden Immortal could certainly sense a battle between them but would never come out.

***

From Li Qiye’s letting go until the battle, visual phenomena appeared in all worlds. Primordial waves fell like meteors and dispersed into water streams, forming the outline of the primordial tree again.

Each world saw something different. Larger worlds saw larger silhouettes. Those with more living beings found their trees to be brighter.

Everyone felt the tree’s shadow as it connected to their world. Each branch and leaf release more primordial energy.

Some worlds had different power sources before but now, the primordial has taken over.

Powerful beings understood the significance of this event.

“Young Noble is letting go.” In Eight Desolaces, an immortal looked up at the tree while gently touching Finality.

In another location, Supreme Monarch kneeled with tears: “Young Noble…”

In the same world, an old man wearing a primordial crown bowed and said: “A true immortal, indestructible and everlasting life, congratulations.”

Similarly, a man on a bed revealed a potential last smile, on the verge of life depletion. He murmured: “Well done, I knew you could do it, you’ll find it for sure…”

By the end, his voice became barely audible: “Too compassionate still, you could have…”

Finally, the voice became imperceptible.

***

In the six continents, many kneeled on the ground and quietly whispered: “Sacred Teacher.”

“Young Noble, this is the final farewell.” An empress remarked.

“Better return alive.” A woman with a lunar glow scowed while looking at the tree.

A soft sigh filled with melancholy followed. She still couldn’t let it go; the connection lingered in her heart. She knew this was farewell forever. Sorrow turned into pain; this would keep her aware for nights to come.

***

Mightiest cultivators in Three Immortals also observed the tree.

“Moo…” A calf happily running on a plain stopped and looked up. Afterward, it dashed away again, relishing the free wind and lush grass. The mortal world no longer had anything to do with it. It traveled wherever the breeze took it, freed from worries.

“Young Noble, a new journey begins.” Desolate Ancestor bowed her head.

“Your Majesty.” Liu Chuqing inside Life and Death Heaven knelt.

Bingchi Hanyu also knelt with tears in her eyes.

“Your Majesty, I will uphold my mission.” A woman holding her sword bowed toward the tree. Countless thoughts and emotions surged through her mind.

In a distant countryside, an old farmer knelt in reverence: “Farewell, Sacred Teacher. You must be with Grandmaster right now.”

He sighed and missed his late master, going back to the farm with a heavy heart. He plowed the fertile plot, being nothing more than a farmer. The cultivation world no longer had anything to do with him.