Boom!
Above the imperial capital of the Yaoguang Divine Dynasty, a massive rift tore open in the sky, spewing out azure, brown, and white streams of light. The void trembled, and the hundred-mile expanse of the firmament was covered in countless cracks!
Innumerable beings were struck with terror. Who dared to cause havoc in the Yaoguang imperial capital? For ten million years, this place had been the sacred land of the Western Hundred Cities, a place admired by countless lives. Though it had declined from its former glory compared to Chang'an, such audacity was still unforgivable.
"Roar!"
Above the imperial capital, a dragon roared. Bu Fang, the guardian of the Yaoguang Imperial Lineage, appeared in the sky, one foot treading on a golden five-clawed dragon, his hands clasped behind his back.
Boom!!
With another earth-shattering sound, Meng Tian, Guan Yu, and Yue Yun emerged from the rift. They gazed at Bu Fang, who stood with his foot on the dragon, and Meng Tian coldly declared, "By order of the Heavenly Emperor, we shall slay Bu Fang!"
"Heh heh!!"
Bu Fang let out a chilling laugh. "I have lived for so long, and yet no one has ever managed to defeat me."
"National Fortune!"
"Arise!"
Bu Fang's hand moved, and the five-clawed golden dragon beneath his feet transformed into an Imperial Sword, which landed in his grasp. The weighty national fortune materialized into golden armor, adorning his body.
In an instant, his aura, which was at the peak of the Saint King realm, surged to the Great Saint realm. The void shattered, the power terrifyingly immense.
"Boom!"
"General Guan!"
"General Yue, this imperial capital shall be left to the two of you!"
Meng Tian, wielding his bronze sword, took a step forward. The void roared. With a sweep of the Qiongqi divine beast's wings, myriad sword qi condensed, and heavenly lightning descended. The myriad sword qi, infused with the power of lightning, created a deafening roar.
"The beings of the Great Han have waited for me in this imperial capital for so long!"
"Today, this imperial capital shall be your tomb!"
"Kill!"
Accompanied by the roar of the dragon, the imperial capital's sky exploded, and lightning streaked across.
Bu Fang, clad in golden national fortune armor and wielding his Imperial Sword, unleashed a single strike. Golden divine light illuminated the heavens, shattering Meng Tian's thousands of sword qi. This initial move utilized seventy percent of his strength!
Bu Fang stepped forward, his Imperial Sword in hand, commanding the momentum of the world. He struck at Meng Tian, saying, "Meng Tian, is it? Who exactly is behind your Great Han!"
"Behind the Great Han? Hahaha… I see this imperial capital cannot hold me much longer!"
Meng Tian sneered, his bronze sword drawing the remaining sword qi, and he charged at Bu Fang.
"Boom!"
The firmament around them collapsed. Layers of golden waves surged, filled with crackling lightning and flashing electrical currents. Streams of ethereal energy swept through the air, intimidating the surrounding hundred miles, causing countless pavilions and palaces to crumble.
"Fighting beyond my realm!"
Bu Fang, holding the Imperial Sword and sensing Meng Tian's divine power, finally understood why the first-generation prodigies like Saint Son Hua Fu and Saint Son Gu Xuan had failed. This Meng Tian of the Great Han was far beyond them; how could those first-generation prodigies possibly contend with him? Sudian Novel Network.
Meng Tian gripped his vibrating bronze sword. The Yaoguang Divine Dynasty was indeed the most formidable divine dynasty in the Western Hundred Cities. The national fortune, accumulated over eighty million years, empowered Bu Fang's hand, allowing him to fight on par with Meng Tian.
In that single exchange, both of them had suffered considerable internal turmoil.
"Human! Who is behind your Great Han? From ancient times until now, there has never been a mention of the Great Han!"
Bu Fang said, looking at Meng Tian.
With a slight shake of his right hand, holding the Imperial Sword, myriad sword qi of national fortune erupted, piercing the heavens.
The golden sword qi shone like the eyes of an immortal.
Bu Fang adjusted his divine power and gripped the Imperial Sword tighter, charging at Meng Tian once more. The sword crackled with lightning, resembling a rainbow piercing the sun. Enveloped by countless dragon qi, Bu Fang, with his Great Saint realm divine power, unleashed a strike that fractured the surrounding mountains!
Meng Tian moved his right hand, catching his breath. The Qiongqi armor on his body shimmered with brown divine light. He swung his sword, and the Qiongqi that manifested behind him transformed into a brown longsword.
Clang!
The entire imperial capital of the Yaoguang Divine Dynasty shook violently, and the mountains beneath it trembled ceaselessly.
Within the imperial capital, countless beings were terrified. In just twenty years, this Great Han Celestial Dynasty had traversed a path that countless factions in the Western Hundred Cities had taken millions of years to cover. In twenty years, Meng Tian, the commander of the Great Han Celestial Dynasty's Qiongqi Legion, now stood wielding his longsword, declaring war on Bu Fang, the guardian of the Yaoguang Divine Dynasty's Imperial Lineage and overlord of the Western Hundred Cities.
At the zenith of the firmament, a thunderous boom echoed. The two figures separated once more. By now, they had moved far from the Yaoguang imperial capital. The divine radiance subsided. Meng Tian, with a grave expression, clutched his bronze sword and gazed at the composed Bu Fang opposite him. A single gesture from Bu Fang summoned eighty million years of history!
"Your armor… it must be of no small origin. This Qiongqi vanished in antiquity. The Great Han behind you managed to find its divine techniques and seal them within this armor for your use. Not simple!"
Bu Fang remarked.
In their two exchanges, he had sensed that the armor on Meng Tian's body provided an exceptionally significant boost, especially the manifested Qiongqi, which was astonishingly lifelike.
"Roar!"
Bu Fang raised his Imperial Sword, golden dragons weaving and roaring as they descended to seal Meng Tian. The dragon's gaze met the Qiongqi; victory remained undecided.
From all directions of the firmament, endless golden dragon qi converged towards the Imperial Sword in his hand. As the sword vibrated, a golden five-clawed dragon formed, its imperial aura pressing down on Meng Tian.
In the void, the dragon qi transformed into an infinite golden ocean.
To Meng Tian, Bu Fang, wielding the Imperial Sword, truly resembled the Divine Emperor of the Yaoguang Divine Dynasty. Though he lacked an imperial decree, he controlled the nation's fortune with such harmony, exuding an imperial presence with every movement.
"Then come closer and see for yourself!!"
Meng Tian declared. His gaze locked onto the trajectory of the countless golden dragons. He stroked the body of his bronze sword with his left hand, revealing a bloodstain. The bronze sword then radiated a powerful divine light.
Boom!
Bu Fang's right eyebrow twitched. Meng Tian's aura had intensified once again. It seemed Meng Tian had not yet reached his limit and still possessed many hidden abilities that Bu Fang was unaware of.
Crack!
A fissure appeared in the five-clawed golden dragon. Countless streams of national fortune began to dissipate. Bu Fang's expression remained calm. With his left hand, he directly removed the chestplate manifested from national fortune, covering two-thirds of the scattered dragon qi.
Bu Fang gazed at the equally composed Meng Tian and thought to himself, the powerhouses of the Great Han seemed to emerge endlessly. Meng Tian alone presented such a challenge; if Guan Yu were to draw his saber, he feared he would be unable to resist!
However, at this juncture, he had no other recourse. Guan Yu and Yue Yun had likely already taken control of the imperial capital.
The more Bu Fang thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
Boom!
Bu Fang pushed forward with his sword, forcing both of them back three miles. They eyed each other, gradually recovering their divine power.
"My Yaoguang Divine Dynasty schemed for ten million years in the Western Hundred Cities, through eight generations of Divine Emperors, only to ultimately work for others."
"However, your Great Han Celestial Dynasty, can you truly hold onto the dominion of the Western Hundred Cities, and for how long?"
Bu Fang held his Imperial Sword and flicked it gently towards the void, causing the earth to tremble and shake in all directions.