Emperor’s Domination

The fortress had exploded with countless pieces scattering everywhere. However, he reversed the process as if using the power of time.

However, the immortals could tell time was still flowing normally. Xiaolou Tingxue was captivated by the scene.

The two brothers panicked, not knowing how to feel. Was it nice to be alive? No, fear overwhelmed them.

“Dying isn’t so easy or simple, not a way out in this scenario.” Li Qiye smiled as he pushed his palms together more.

“Ahh!” The fortress didn’t shatter into countless fragments. Instead, the compression squeezed it into a single mass without breaking loose.

The brothers’ true fate, blocks, grand dao, and fortunes were squeezed together forcibly, shrinking smaller and smaller. Their auto-regeneration backfired here and only lengthened their agony.

Immortals turned pale while listening to their scream. A swift death was far better than this.

Their screams subsided gradually until there was only a drop of liquid left. This pure essence of life, under Li Qiye’s will, scattered across Dusk.

A thin layer of this liquid nourished the land for epochs to come, enough to give rise to trillions and trillions of existences.

This wasn’t an unprecedented feat - the refinement of immortals. However, none had done so thoroughly and without any waste like Li Qiye.

Some immortals shuddered and felt pricks everywhere around their body as if they had just undergone the torturous process.

“Why do immortals claim superiority?” Li Qiye said: “All living beings are equal, no different than insects. This includes primordial immortals.”

His comment suffocated listeners and went against conventional wisdom. For epochs now, there was only one constant - the superiority of immortals.

They survived and walked on the river of time, looking down on the ephemeral beings. However, Li Qiye viewed them as insects just like the rest.

“If primordial immortals are insects, then what are you?” Xiaolou Tingxue asked. He was the only one who dared to speak.

“I’m just a passerby.” Li Qiye smiled at him.

“A passerby.” Xiaolou Tingxue responded: “You might be a passerby, but I’m no insect.”

“What do you think you are then?” Li Qiye asked.

“An insect that can bear its fangs at you.” He said.

“Interesting.” Li Qiye said: “Then you’re still unconvinced.”

“Yes, it doesn’t matter how strong you are, you still can’t force everyone to submit. I am an immortal and will always be an immortal, I yield to no one.” He declared proudly with his back straightened, putting others to shame.

The crowd was horrified by Li Qiye, unable to speak in his presence. However, he showed no sign of cowering.