"I am thinking of congratulating you for finally becoming an Imperial," a crimson haired man clad in green said as he stood near the entrance to the dimly lit room, "but seeing as you are currently busy, then I'm afraid I'll leave this [ Sabre Tiger Fist ] technique here."
What followed his words is the scream of a man that revebrated through the long hallway.
The crimson haired man's eyes gleams, turning back to look at the figure of his disciple.
On the other side of the room, the long blonde haired man remains standing beside the long table. His hands moves with purpose, working meticulously over the body of another man.
"A genius of the Dragon race?" The Heaven's Guiding Emperor approached the blonde haired man
The man grinned when he heard his master's question.
"The Dragons may have been the embodiment of the concept of sovereignty, but it seems that only applies to the plane you've lived in your previous life. Of this plane, the Dragons are no different than cowards with an oversized ego."
As he explained, the man tied to the table screamed in pain as the golden haired man suddenly grabbed his Spiritual Root inside his dantian.
"Let me guess, another assassination attempt?"
His disciple did not respond. Instead, he pulled his hand out, ripping out the Spiritual Root of the tied dragon who can only cry in pain.
"Every dragons are born with a Spiritual Root of the elements of their respective clans. These Spiritual Root are many times higher in terms of quality compared to the Spiritual Root of our human race."
"Well, considering that they are the sovereigns of their respective elements, it can't be helped. Heavens quite favoured the dragons, so there is that."
Long Aotian pinch the golden orb that shimmers in azure light in between his fingers.
"But to think that they dared to have a Spiritual Root better than me. That is a crime worth their entire bloodline. Which is why I have thinking....."
"Too much damn paperwork." Bai Shenxiu rubbed the bridge of his nose, already thinking of preparing report for an apology for the death of one of their kind that had tried to kill disciple.
"Have you ever heard the rumours that the Alchemy Sovereign actually was born without any Spiritual Root. However, because of his powerful innate talent in soul cultivation, his connection with the heavens are more tuned and stronger than your average Nascent Soul Grandmasters?"
"Oh hang on, I'm the strongest. Why should I care?" The redhead nodded his head.
"Thanks to this, he was able to connect with his surroundings and absorbed Spiritual Qi of the heavens and earth, slowly cultivating all Three Pillars of the Great Dao."
"However, there is another rumour. Rumours has it that he was able to formed his own artificial Spiritual Root of different elements, allowing him to compete with various other geniuses like the Pill Empress and the Flaming....hey are you listening?"
"Just get straight to the point." The crimson haired man said in disgust as he turns to look at his surroundings.
To say that this room is a miniature version of hell would be an understatement.
Various corpses of geniuses from various races are tied to the ceilings with some are placed inside of a glass chamber.
A few are even left dead on the floor.
How disgusting. This brat's fashion sense is not only inferior to his, but even his hygiene is inferior.
Long Aotian seems to not notice the disgusted expression on his master's face. In fact he seems delighted as he grins.
"I am thinking of creating my own Spiritual Root that surpasses the dragons."
Inside the lavishly decorated chamber, Liu Yang continues to cultivate.
Inside his dantian, the golden dragon coiling around his Dragon Emperor's Spiritual Root let out a powerful roar.
The other two chained Spiritual Roots tremble.
Liu Yang's Spiritual Root began to transforms.
As the golden dragon that coiled around the golden orb that shimmers in golden light starts absorbing the Yin Qi from the moon, his spiritual root starts undergoing a major transformation.
A bluish white light envelope the Spiritual Root, forming a serpent that starts coiling around the Spiritual Root alongside the golden dragon.
Gold and bluish white runes starts glowing from underneath Liu Yang's flesh, exuding a terrifying might.
Inside his dantian, two essence of opposing elements converged, forming a pair of orbs of Yin and Yang.
The Yin orb, glowing in a mesmerising colour of bluish white light, exuding a cold and deathly aura.
The Yang orb, glowing in a bright golden colour, exuding a scorching hot aura.
Cracks!
The sound of a glass breaking resounded through the entire city.
2nd stage of the Qi Refining realm!
1dt stage of the [ Yin and Yang Chaos Refining Sutra ]
[ Yin and Yang Origin Stage ]
Breakthrough!
Liu Yang's aura increased exponentially. His essence thickens, his soul power blazing like a scorching sun and his body exudes a terrifying presence.
Liu Yang's eyes shot opened.
On one eye, Yang essence blaze in golden light, while on the other eye, Yin essence gleams in a cold white light.
"Interesting." Liu Yang grinned.
His Chaotic Ancestral Bones Structure continues to glow in blue and gold, emitting a terrifying might.
He can sense it, the Chaotic Ancestral Bones Structure is actually helping him to balance the Yin and Yang inside his body, further improving his cultivation.
While all of this is happening, Wu Tiandi is watching the scene from the sky. His figure hidden in between the cloud.
His blue eyes gleams in an odd light as he watch the scene that is happening down below.
"That Spiritual Root...." The blue haired man narrowed his eyes, ".... impressive...."
The corner of his lips curls into a smile.
Crackles!
Shatters!
The space before him suddenly distorted, before shattering like glasses. An arrow of lightning shooting out from the shattered space.
Wu Tiandi remains cold, unmoving despite the incoming bolt of lightning approaching him at the speed of light.
Wu Tiandi stretched his hand, grabbing the bolf of lightning.
The bolt of lightning is condensed into a ball of crackling blue light.
"Wu Tiandi...." A voice suddenly spoke amidst the cloud.
From the dark cloud, beneath the night sky, a single pupil of gold stare at him with murderous intent.
"What an arrogant name."
Wu Tiandi stated, "An arrogant name worthy of this king."
The voice snorted, "What is the purpose of you coming to this lowly world?"
Wu Tiandi sat down mid air, forming a throne of frozen ice.
His long legs crossed, his head propped up to his hand, a playful and mocking smile plastered on his face.
"Geniuses are everywhere, but the best amongst the best are hard to find." Wu Tiandi explained.
"Luckily for this king, there are two monsters who needed some guidance."
Bam!
The throne of ice was shattered, and purple coloured lightning containing the law of destruction crackled across the sky.
Wu Tiandi was thrown away, his robe was completely destroyed amidst the sea of lightning.
"You actually refined and fused your own tribulation lightning into your own body." As his body was flung in the air, Wu Tiandi can't help but commented.
His laughter rang out across the sky.
"The man who taught the greatest talent of Alchemy in the history of the human race, how incredible."
"Such a shame, if not for your broken Origin Core, you would have had the chance to surpass the Golden Reptilian Emperor himself."
As his figure is flown around in the sky, Wu Tiandi suddenly unsheathe his sword.
A freezing cold sword aura erupted from his body. The surrounding space froze.
In an instant, a huge chunk of ice had appeared in the sky above the Southern Region.
"Although this is not my origin body, defeating an Imperial with a broken Core require nothing more than a flick of a finger."
The sword in his hand tremble, exuding a cold energy that freeze even air itself.
Sling!
A blue light swept across the sky,
The frozen space in the sky shattered to countless pieces, revealing the lone figure of Jun Yanfu.
What followed soon is a streak of light that streak that fly across the cloud.
Jun Yanfu widened his remaining eye.
Before he knew it, Wu Tiandi's sword had stopped a few inches away from his left eye.
Although his cultivation is high and his soul paired with his Ancestral Hegemon Truth Pupil can sense the incoming sword, his body won't be able to dodge the incoming tip of the sword.
After his Origin Core was injured, his body foundation has also been compromised. As of now, his battle prowess is no different than an average Nascent Soul Grandmasters.
The tip of Wu Tiandi's sword struck his eye, landing on his pupil. Unexpectedly, Jun Yanfu's eye did not even bleed nor injured at the slightest.
Suddenly, Jun Yanfu's left hands clenched into a fist. Purple coloured lightning crackling around his fist, forming a gauntlet of pure energy.
Bam!
In a blinding speed, his fist landed on Wu Tiandi's right chest.
The left side of Wu Tiandi's body exploded in in blood and ice, forcing him to flew backwards into a shattered space and reappearing a few metres away.
At this point, half of Wu Tiandi's body is gone, exposing his internal organs, bones and even his brain.
Looking up, Wu Tiandi smirks.
Although his situation is bad, his opponents is also no different.
Half of Jun Yanfu's body had been frozen, and the cold essence is creeping deep into his body, freezing his internal organs and even trying to invade into his dantian, where his broken Origin Core is residing.
"Considering that your core is already broken, I see no other purpose in keeping them intact."
Wu Tiandi amused.
When half of his body had been obliterated by the middle aged man, he had fused his flesh with his ice essence. The moment that part of his body was destroyed from Jun Yanfu's lightning, that body parts had exploded, releasing the fused ice essence into the air and freezing Jun Yanfu's body upon contact.
"If I am fighting your original body, I may have been worried. But fighting a mere clone, it's not worth mentioning." Jun Yanfu snorted.
He circulated his Lightning Qi, destroying the frost in an instant.
Wu Tiandi simply shook his head. Despite the fact that his body is slowly dying, he didn't care.
He can just make another one.
"I don't care what you are planning. But lay your hand on that boy, and I promise, the Six Hegemons will soon become the Five Hegemons even if it means my death." Jun Yanfu coldly snorted.
The very next day, Jun Yanfu sat at the corner of the cafe while coughing out a mouthful of blood. The white handkerchief in his hand is bow stained with blood.
'Damn Demon' He cursed inside his heart, really wishing he could kill a certain blue haired swordman.
Liu Yang who was the reason for their confrontation can't help but shake his head, amused as he watches the middle aged man's miserable state.
"What are you laughing at?" Jun Yanfu glared at the boy.
Liu Yang supressed his laughter. At least he tried to.
He turns his head to the side with one of his hands covering his mouth to hide his grinning mouth. Even then, his shoulders continues to tremble.
An Imperial getting humbled by a Core Formationist.
If words get out then Jun Yanfu will definitely lost face.
The two is currently inside one of the many branches of the Immortal Pavilion.
Immortal Pavilion, a merchant group that is well known across the cosmos. The Immortal Pavilion has branches all over the cosmos, even into the territories and stars systems under the control of the Six Hegemons.
The owner of the Immortal Pavilion has always been a mystery. No one knows who the real owner is and their real identity.
As of right now, the two of them are on the fourteen floor of the Immortal Pavilion, where a cafe is located. Any Immortal Pavilion is like a huge shopping mall, with over tens of floors and hundreds stores inside.
Considering Jun Yanfu's status as a branch manager of this branch, he had reserved a special private room for the two of them to enjoy their tea.
"Have you heard? The Immortal Pavilion will action the pills concocted by the Alchemy Master Gold Lotus."
"Alchemy Master Gold Lotus? The youngest Alchemy Master in the history of our human race?"
"The profession of Alchemist is hard for us humans to embarks on. Even the Alchemy Guild, originally founded by our human ancestors is now monopolised by the Elves."
As the customers below continues to discuss the topic, Liu Yang can't help but leans against the railings to see.
As expected, the sight down below can only be explained in one word.
Lavish.
Be it the signs on the stores, the windows and even decorations are made with the best of materials by the best of craftmen.
Watching Liu Yang's action, even Jun Yanfu can't help but walks to his side to get a better view.
Something that he immediately regrets.
Down below on the second floor is a man clan in blue. His long blue hair reaches down to his waist, while his blue eyes look up to stare at the duo with amusement.
Subconsciously, Jun Yanfu gripped the railing with all five of his fingers.
Liu Yang propped his head on his palm, his elbow resting on the railing.
Using his other hand, he waves at the blue haired man.