Emperor’s Domination

“I can’t be killed!” Dragongrasp shouted amidst the screams of pain.

Each time Li Qiye tore him apart, he returned with a new body.

“It just depends on whether I want to kill or not.” Li Qiye smiled.

This time, Li Qiye spread his hands instead of tearing the dragon by the jaw, freezing it in place.

Everyone felt as if his hands could suppress everyone in Heavenrealm, bypassing all formations and defenses.

“This is just infinite cycles, I just need to suppress karma to prevent another one.” Li Qiye smiled.

“Crack.” Li Qiye began destroying the dragon after nullifying all affinities. This time, the dragon couldn’t be rebuilt.

“See, no more indestructibility. I will take a look at your source afterward.” Li Qiye smiled.

“Go for it!” The dragon exploded into a bloody mist. The source of this was a light causing a tsunami to surge in all directions.

The blinding light made everyone feel the wrath of the high heaven, heralding doom and destruction.

The tribulations in this ocean were monstrous. However, they were old and had been dormant for a long time. This tribulation was entirely new, like a hot dish straight out of the wok.

Spectators had a vision of the high heaven slamming its hands directly, not using the enforcer. This culminated in a slash against Li Qiye.

“Bam!” It sent him flying, a testament to its power.

“Again!” Dragongrasp didn’t bother reforming and sent a lightning bolt straight at Li Qiye.

The crowd thought this was the strongest tribulation bolt they had ever seen. Would this be enough to kill Li Qiye?

Alas, they then saw him catching the bolt with his bare hand. This startled Dragongrasp himself.

“You were half right, that you were born from heaven and earth, the heaven’s favorite son, perhaps.” Li Qiye said.

“What?” Dragongrasp found this comment surprising, as did everyone else.

This was just a common and often-used idiom, but Li Qiye appeared to be using it literally.

“Someone fought the high heaven and faced its wrath. However, this person used the tribulation as a catalyst for an internal pregnancy, this was your origin.” Li Qiye said: “A combination of the heaven’s wrath and the challenger’s flesh and blood. Your form might be made from the affinities but your source belongs to the high heaven.”

“Are you listening to this?” The crowd found this insane.

“This is like borrowing a seed from the high heaven.” A golden immortal said.

“Close enough, then this dragon really is the high heaven’s son.” Another said.

The crowd didn’t know what to think. This was certainly an outrageous and creative way to give rise to a new lifeform.

“Who could come up with something like this?” Someone asked.

Concocting this plan was insane enough, let alone successfully seeing it through.

“If the high heaven was the father, who was the mother?” An immortal murmured.

All eyes were on the dragon at this point.