After being at a stalemate for a while, the two of them had no choice but to bury the hatchet amidst their wariness for each other. Huang Shan was conferred the title of Prince Wu and took over a region, establishing the feeling of a country within a country.

However, this was clearly not something that Zhao Hao was willing to see. With the reinforcement from the Lives’ Wisdom Seal, Zhao Hao spent a tremendous amount of time training in seclusion. He kept on making use of the wisdom from all lives in the world to help him derive Fang Xingjian’s martial art legacies and continued attaining breakthroughs in his cultivation.

Huang Shan was naturally unwilling to be under the rule of a lowborn person from the lower realm. He secretly got into contact with Tang Xian, wanting the two of them to join forces to kill Zhao Hao and split the world evenly between themselves.

Therefore, the two of them joined forces to attack Zhao Hao who had been training in the palace in seclusion. Zhao Hao was forced to escape after sustaining serious injuries.

Huang Shan and Tang Xian condensed a clone with a hint of their martial will and ruled over the world in Zhao Hao’s appearance.

Zhao Hao lay low and quietly accumulated powers. It was also from this moment that the rule over the empire changed hands, and a large half of his Heavenly Emperor’s Dragon Fist was crippled. He was left with no choice but to study other martial techniques from Fang Xingjian’s martial art legacies.

For a year, he kept on being pursued by Huang Shan and Tang Xian crazily, with them wanting to kill him. However, he did not feel dejected. Instead, he continued improving, integrating the high-dimensional sword arts and Nine Lives Helix. Then he turned the Heavenly Emperor’s Dragon Fist that had 28 stances into the Dragon Fist which had ten stances, attaining great success in his martial arts. Following that, he strived to attain tier seven of the Divine level.

One month later, Zhao Hao challenged Tang Xian and Huang Shan to a battle at the Heavenly Mountain’s peak with his cultivation at tier seven of the Divine level.

…

Under the starry sky, Fang Xingjian continued to watch the Central Continent that was still accelerating, witnessing every single change occurring to Zhao Hao.

At the side, Urethai went from frowning at the very beginning to feeling anxious and then eventually falling silent. There were too many indescribable things that filled up his eyes.

Fang Xingjian said calmly, “What are people’s destinies made up from? Within just a few days’ time, they went into a path that ordinary people would not be able to take in their entire lives. They obtained power that ordinary people would never be able to imagine. All these were just things I had casually bestowed upon them.

“Then, in the eyes of the demonic gods, are we no different from Zhao Hao as well?”

Urethai did not say anything. There was also a hint of befuddlement that flashed in the depths of his gaze as he watched the Central Continent that was accelerating continuously.

The cultivation that they had achieved after spending many years, exhausting endless amounts of effort, and experiencing countless bouts of suffering was easily caught up to by others thanks to Fang Xingjian’s involvement.

To begin with, Zhao Hao was a far cry from Fang Xingjian in terms of aptitude, resources, legacies, character, and will. The greatest reason why Zhao Hao could achieve such great success was that Fang Xingjian had imparted his martial art legacies to him.

How was it any different from this to the perspective the demonic gods had of them?

Even if ordinary Knights were to spend countless years cultivating, the years of cultivation could not be compared with a single divine art bestowed by the demonic gods.

A cultivator might turn out to be inferior to you at the point of their birth in terms of their aptitude, background, and will. Due to these innate reasons, they would end up always being surpassed by you.

Meanwhile, a person who was superior to you in terms of their aptitude, background, and amount of effort devoted could end up being stepped under your feet. The person could forever be unable to turn the tables around, just because of a single thought from an existence who was superior to them.

Then what were the factors that differentiated the strong from the weak?

At the thought of this, Urethai could only sigh and say, “It might be because this multivariate universe isn’t fair to begin with.

“Some people might possess power and influence that you’ll never be able to surpass in your entire lifetime from the moment of their birth. Just a single thought from them could completely wipe out you, your people, and your civilization.

“But sometimes, even if someone were to surpass you in all aspects, they could still end up being surpassed and defeated by you due to the result of a set of probabilities.

“There’s no concept of fairness in this multivariate universe regardless if its in terms of the starting point at one’s birth or the ending point at one’s death. Everything is but a collapse of probabilities.”

Urethai sighed and said, “And the lamentable thing is that even if we know that our efforts might be completely wiped out in an instant by a superior existence’s denial due to some minute probability, we still have no choice but to continue.

“This is probably the brutality of this universe. It leaves us with both hope and despair at the same time.”

Fang Xingjian did not say anything, but his expectations toward freedom and breaking away from the demonic god’s control got increasingly higher.

Watching the Central Continent that kept on accelerating and Zhao Hao who was still trying striving hard, Fang Xingjian felt that both he and Zhao Hao were like bacteria in a Petri dish, nurtured by someone to achieve some sort of objective. This feeling let Fang Xingjian experience how brutal the universe was.

In this universe, it seemed that there was no reason required no matter what happened. The differences between entities lay in their aptitudes, backgrounds, encounters, wills, and the results from a series of probabilities. Someone strong might be killed at the very next second, and someone weak might also turn out to be at the very top of the world in an instant. The strong and the weak would constantly be changing. The only thing that most life forms could do was just accept things as they were.

…

On the other hand, the battle between Zhao Hao, Tang Xian, and Huang Shan had entered an intense state. All of them were tier seven Divine level experts, but Zhao Hao had integrated the Royal Heavenly Great Art, Ascendant Heavenly Seal, high-dimensional sword arts, and the Nine Lives Helix to create the Dragon Fist.

Faced against this supreme martial technique that could seize the universe’s qi activities for Zhao Hao’s own use, deal high-dimensional attacks, and even perform a series of probability maneuvers, Tang Xian and Huang Shan were being pushed back repeatedly.

Although they each released their potential explosively at a later time and their martial art cultivation kept on increasing, they still ended up being firmly suppressed by Zhao Hao.

In the end, Zhao Hao managed to attain a breakthrough during the battle, obtaining high-dimensional sensory abilities. His martial will was also refined from the qi activities that he had seized from the universe, surpassing 10,000 points.

He sent out a punch, and a loud cry rang out in the universe. Winds and clouds seethed, and the trembling sounds from the Earth’s plates gathered together. It was as if a series of dragon howls were ringing out.

Amidst the tremors produced by these sounds of the universe, Huang Shan’s body crumbled bit by bit, turning into a series of light spots that dissipated into the atmosphere.

Wearing a grim countenance, Tang Xian looked at Zhao Hao, who was in the sky, and asked, “What fist technique is this?”

“You can call it Devouring Sky.” Zhao Hao stood proudly in void space, appreciating the feeling as if the heavens and the earth were joined together and that everything was within his control.

Countless Dragon Qis seethed in the air, and the probability of their destinies changed a little, prying out tremendous amounts of energy from the universe.

“Devouring Dragon Qi, going against the universe. This Devouring Sky is really good.” Tang Xian shook his head. “To think that in the end, I’m defeated by your hands, a native of the lower realm.”

“Hmph, millions and millions of years ago, there wasn’t any distinction between the higher and lower realms. This was just something that you guys had forcibly decided on,” Zhao Hao said calmly. “Starting with me, there will no longer be any distinctions between the higher and lower realms in the world.”

Tang Xian shook his head. “If the higher realm still exists, you won’t be able to act so arrogantly. Moreover…” Tang Xian recalled Fang Xingjian’s appearance. Till now, he still had no idea what was the outcome between Fang Xingjian and the Venerable Master Zhai Xing, and if both of them had entered the higher realm.

However, in Zhao Hao’s view, Tang Xian’s words were just a final struggle before his death. Throughout his cultivation and battle journey, he would always encounter people who were stronger than him each time around. However, he would always manage to conquer them, allowing him to build up an extremely strong confidence level and disposition.

Hearing Tang Xian’s words, Zhai Hao merely smiled indifferently, “My only regret is that the three great immortal sects aren’t around. Otherwise, I’ll definitely flatten the higher realm and take control over all the immortals, truly achieving supremacy in the entire universe.”

Zhao Hao stared at Tang Xian and said, “Tang Xian, I appreciate your talent. Are you willing to render your service to me?”

Tang Xian did not say anything. His mouth opened slightly while he wore a surprised expression.