Infinite transcendence began with Covering the Sky.

Chapter 336 Old Friends
In the past, the Eastern Wilderness had many peerless beauties, all of whom were famous in the Eastern Wilderness. Some were as ethereal as fairies, like the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, while others were as enchanting and beautiful as Yan Ruyu.

There were also Yao Xi, An Miaoyi, and others, each of whom once amazed the world, but unfortunately most of them have long since disappeared from the public eye.

The original Purple Mansion Saintess was also a celestial being. She not only possessed an extraordinary physique, but was also ethereal and otherworldly, like a deity.

Her black hair danced lightly, her purple hair rippled, and she seemed like a solitary lotus in the vast天地 (heaven and earth). With an indescribable sense of ethereal beauty, her slender figure was hidden in the great road.

There is no doubt that she is quite powerful. She is now the foundation of the Purple Mansion Holy Land. She has never taken over the position of Holy Lord and only wants to cultivate in peace.

Meeting her intense gaze, Qi Zhe looked surprised upon hearing this, then realized that it was that damned dog causing trouble.

At this moment, Qi Zhe was speechless, knowing that it was definitely the big black dog who was making things up everywhere.

"It seems Brother Qi has no such intention."

Seeing Qi Zhe's astonished expression, Zi Xia realized at that moment that it was that damned dog again, using the quasi-emperor's name to bully others.

Yesterday, Qi Zhe left Sacred Cliff. Upon hearing this, the Black Emperor became excited and began spreading rumors throughout the Eastern Wilderness, claiming that Qi Zhe was waiting for all the saints to pay homage.

Many holy lands and noble families were shocked, and subsequently sent people to the Northern Region one after another, because the Black Emperor said that Qi Zhe was in the Northern Region.

Qi Zhe stood silently, his expression a half-smile on his face as he met Zi Xia's gaze, and suddenly said, "Does it matter?"

"It's not what I wanted, but what does it matter?"

At this moment, Qi Zhe's expression was solemn, carrying an air of domineering arrogance, even if it wasn't his intention, he didn't think it mattered.

In the past, when Gai Jiuyou uttered a single word, the myriad races of the ancient times did not take it seriously. Later, he single-handedly wiped out the ten most ferocious races, and from then on, no one in the Big Dipper dared to disobey him.

This is the power of a quasi-emperor. Even though Qi Zhe is not yet a true supreme being, who would dare to take his words as a joke and take them seriously?

Nowadays, no one dares to provoke him, simply because the word "Emperor" carries immense weight. Anyone who isn't a powerful cultivator of this caliber has to listen to him obediently.

Upon hearing this, Zixia fell into a long silence, gazing at Qi Zhe's triumphant expression, and for the first time in her life, she felt utterly convinced.

This state of mind was something she had never experienced before. Like a mortal looking up at an immortal, she was also looking up at Qi Zhe, only to find that he was insurmountable.

"Alas, to be born in the same era as Brother Qi is both a blessing and a curse; I don't even have a chance to catch up," Zixia sighed.

Her eyes were filled with sorrow, and her beautiful face was full of sighs as she thought of the kings and geniuses who had lived in the same era as the ancient emperor.

But she felt that her generation was more desperate than theirs, with a far more outstanding figure ahead of them, and they had already lost before World War I even took place.

Qi Zhe shook his head upon hearing this, and then said directly, "Fortune and misfortune are both determined by oneself. If one pursues the path to the Emperor, anyone can become a potential Emperor."

Upon hearing this, Zixia was moved, a fighting spirit appearing in her hazy eyes. She couldn't help but plead, "Brother Qi, please grant me a defeat!"

Then, amidst the vast wilderness, a divine might surged forth, and an unparalleled beauty soared into the sky, her skirt swaying in the north wind, her brows resolute and her bearing heroic.

She longed for Qi Zhe to defeat her, to make her understand the gap between them, and even her calm and composed demeanor stirred with a desire to compete.

"can!"

Meeting the other's gaze, Qi Zhe did not refuse. The next moment, he stretched out his huge hand that blocked out the sun and blocked the path of the Big Dipper with his single hand.

"Boom!"

The earth and sky roared continuously, and Qi Zhe was clearly serious, because giving it his all was the greatest respect he could show.

Even though Zixia was a Saint King with an unparalleled physique and an innate Dao embryo, she swayed under Qi Zhe's palm and was taken down in the next moment. "Alas," a sigh echoed in the air. Zixia looked at Qi Zhe, who was far away in the sky, with a speechless expression and sighed in her heart.

Qi Zhe was indeed too strong. They were cultivators from completely different realms, so how could she possibly contend with him? It was perfectly normal that she couldn't withstand even one of his palm strikes.

The fleeting battle startled many cultivators in the Purple Mansion, but they couldn't find Qi Zhe and Zi Xia anywhere in the surrounding area.

In the wilderness, a king stood where Qi Zhe had once stood, looking at the remaining traces with a face full of surprise and doubt, and said: "This is..."

Meanwhile, Qi Zhe and Zi Xia had already left, catching up with the departing stone horse and the saint of the Purple Mansion, heading towards the Northern Holy City.

Shi Ma did teach the other party a lesson, but he was stunned to see Zi Xia arrive, wondering why there was a woman next to Qi Zhe.

The sage, however, was clearly displeased. He was neither surprised by Zixia's arrival nor by Qi Zhe's, simply because he had already recognized Shi Ma.

A stone horse-like holy spirit followed closely behind, shouting in mid-air that it would teach him a lesson. If the man hadn't recognized the other party, he would have already fought desperately.

"What a bully!"

Upon seeing Qi Zhe, the Purple Mansion Saint's expression turned ugly. Due to Qi Zhe's current power, he could only curse inwardly.

Moreover, he was once a candidate for Holy Son of the Purple Mansion. His predecessor was killed by Ye Fan, and he took over his position, becoming the current Holy Lord.

Qi Zhe recognized him. He remembered that the man had followed behind the Purple Mansion Saint Lord and they had met once before in the Northern Region.

"Alas, I was defeated by the Holy Maiden back then. Although I became the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion, I still feel ashamed no matter how I think about it!"

When Qi Zhe asked him why he became the Holy Master of the Purple Mansion, he recounted the past with a displeased expression, saying that it was because Zixia was unwilling to take over.

Moreover, he is still very young, only a little over a hundred years old, and is at the peak of his career, and is also eager to challenge Qi Zhe.

But Qi Zhe still only used one palm strike, and no matter how many methods Qi Zhe used, they were useless; no matter how many supernatural powers he used, he could only be suppressed.

Finally, the man could only sigh and say, "In the end, I am no match for geniuses like you. I saw that back then, otherwise why would I have stayed in Beidou?"

In the past, there were countless outstanding figures from all walks of life in Beidou, but most of them have passed away many years ago, leaving only these holy sons behind.

The holy masters of the various holy lands in the Eastern Wilderness today are mostly former holy sons; those with ambition have long since left this starry sky.

Those who remained had no desire to contend for the throne; they simply didn't want to give up easily, and didn't want to grow old without any memories.

As they chatted along the way, Qi Zhe saw the distant Northern Holy City in less than half an hour, and also saw the troops constantly entering the city.

Cultivators from all over the Big Dipper entered the city, and experts from all races showed up. Many people wanted to see Qi Zhe, and even those who were not sages came.

"This is truly astonishing. If I were to become a quasi-emperor in the future, would such a magnificent scene unfold with a single decree?" someone whispered outside the city gate, clearly quite surprised.

Many passing cultivators were taken aback upon hearing this, and upon realizing that the person was only at the King level, they all rolled their eyes.

Among the crowd, many ancient clan cultivators looked embarrassed, clearly having been swept up by the tide of events. Many ancestral kings were watching from afar.

"He has finally come to this," a hunchbacked old man sighed as he slowly approached, supported by a girl in white.

Damn it, I was stuck uploading at the last minute, almost ruined the game.

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