Max-Level Learning Ability: Facing The Cliff And Repenting For 80 Years - Chapter 405

Chapter 405: The Situation Is Set (5)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The Immortal Plane was under siege, primarily orchestrated by the inhabitants of the God Realm.

The God Realm aimed to return to the Immortal Plane, to dominate it once more, and to revive its former glory. This goal was widely known.

Li Qingshan’s calm gaze fell upon the God Realm as he said, “Will you retreat?”

With the God Realm subdued, Li Qingshan was unconcerned about other powers.

Despite the Demon Realm and Hell boasting Emperors of their own, Li Qingshan sensed their strength to be on par with the Monster Realm.

“In my recent battle with the Emperors of the Monster Realm, several of them lacked the same level of strength. They were only marginally stronger than the Crimson Immortals. Even without wielding two Rules, I could defeat them. How can Emperors of such inferior strength exist?” Li Qingshan pondered, noticing this phenomenon.

If all the Emperors of the Monster Realm were like the Monster Emperor, Li Qingshan wouldn’t be able to suppress the Monster Realm.

Hence, he was puzzled by the vast difference in strength among Emperors.

“It’s not possible. I just broke through, and according to the principles, as a newly minted Emperor, I should be at the bottom tier, only wielding two rules, whether Time or Space, significantly boosted my strength. How did those weaker Emperors manage it?” Li Qingshan mulled over the matter, resolving to investigate it thoroughly after resolving the crisis in the Celestial Court and rebuilding it.

He continued to gaze calmly at the God Realm, but his mind was occupied with other matters.

Inside the God Realm, someone responded to Li Qingshan.

“You’ve only just broken through. Do you think that by subduing the Monster Realm, you have the right to negotiate with our God Realm?” the commanding voice boomed, echoing like rolling thunder, resounding across the Immortal Plane for all to hear.

“That voice sounds familiar. It’s the Ancestral Sacred King of the God Realm.”

“Exactly, the War God of the God Realm.”

“On the surface, the God Realm only has the Godly King and the Ancestral Sacred King. Since the Godly King isn’t stepping forward, and the Ancestral Sacred King is speaking, how will Li Qingshan respond?”

“Surely there will be a confrontation. The real battle between Emperors is about to begin.”

“Don’t rejoice too soon. When dragons fight, it’s the ants who suffer. In a battle between Emperors, the power they emit can shatter mountains and rivers. When that happens, it’s us who will suffer.”

“Indeed, despite the apparent vastness of the Immortal Plane, it’s quite fragile in front of Emperors. Li Qingshan’s sealing of the Monster Realm and his formidable strength indicate that the Celestial Court’s destiny isn’t yet over.”

People discussed anxiously, some worried, some gloating, some indifferent, and some deeply concerned…

Li Qingshan still stood on the ruins of the Celestial Court, his face calm amidst the gaze of millions. The words of the Ancestral Sacred King didn’t anger him.

“I’ve heard that the Ancestral Sacred King of the God Realm is very powerful. Li Qingshan seeks guidance,” Li Qingshan said.

This statement excited many.

The true battle between Emperors was about to begin.

Inside the God Realm, the commanding voice resounded again: “Come to the void and let me teach you to be more humble. The Celestial Court must be destroyed, and our God Realm will take over the Immortal Plane.”

Li Qingshan sneered at these words. Stepping forward, he appeared in the void.

Boom!

As soon as he descended into the void, a huge axe cleaved out from the God Realm, sealing off all his retreat paths in an instant, an unbeatable killing move.

This was the Ancestral Sacred King’s Great Path Weapon, terrifyingly powerful, with the ultimate killing intent.

The divine axe came crashing towards Li Qingshan’s glabella, aiming to split him in half.

But in that instant, Li Qingshan’s glabella radiated a bright light, and his primordial spirit emitted an immortal aura, turning into a divine waterfall that enveloped his body, blocking the Ancestral Sacred King’s axe.

The sudden appearance of the axe failed to cleave Li Qingshan in two but created countless cracks in the void.

“Did you dare to ambush me?” Li Qingshan’s face turned cold. He had thought the Ancestral Sacred King would fight fairly. If it weren’t for his robust body and terrifying primordial spirit, he would have been injured by now.

“Life and death struggle. Do you think this is just a sparring match?” The Ancestral Sacred King descended into the void, clad in crimson battle attire, wielding a giant axe, his aura unrivaled, and said disdainfully.

“Yes, this was a fight to the death, so I’ll use your life to intimidate the major forces of the Immortal Plane,” Li Qingshan nodded. In the next moment, he stepped forward, his glabella glowing. Within him, the three thousand Great Paths surged violently. With his left hand manipulating Space and his right-hand Time, he unleashed a direct attack.

Li Qingshan had just broken through to the Emperor and hadn’t had the time to refine his own Great Path Weapon. Faced with the Ancestral Sacred King’s giant axe, Li Qingshan remained fearless.

His left hand evolved the Nine Heavens, and his right hand burst forth with the Big Clock, displaying boundless mastery of Path techniques. In the blink of an eye, he could shift the distant shores of the starry sky, his strikes fierce and unstoppable.

At that moment, Li Qingshan’s power surged to its peak. His dense black hair scattered, and his slender and robust physique radiated endless brilliance as he directly engaged the Ancestral Sacred King in battle.

Boom!

A thunderous roar erupted in the starry sky, momentarily enveloping the Ancestral Sacred King in the manifestation of the beginning of time, covering both time and space.

The overwhelming aura of an Emperor descended like a vast ocean, spreading out in the starry sky.

The Ancestral Sacred King refused to show weakness, directly wielding his battle axe and cleaving toward the tangible treasures formed from time and space.

The Big Clock descended, bringing forth the power of time, instantly sending the Ancestral Sacred King back millions of years before he was as powerful as he is now.

Back then, he wasn’t this formidable.

Then the Nine Heavens descended, each layer pressing down on the previous one, abrupt and forceful, sharp and astonishing, with infinite killing intent.