I'm the emperor from the start, and you want me to keep the three-year agreement?

"Senior Brother Kun Zhaer, I accept your challenge."

Lin Ning looked at the burly man with a smile.

The sudden acceptance caused Kun Zhaer to be stunned at first, and then overjoyed.

From his perspective, what kind of genius could appear from the Star Alliance, which had the weakest strength?

The reason the Star Alliance could come to the Divine Firmament Unrestrained Palace to attend the banquet was the grace of the Ancestral God.

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The Ancestral God showed mercy, allowing all forces to enter the Divine Firmament Unrestrained Palace to attend the banquet, letting them discuss and research the method of becoming a god together.

"Good!"

Kun Zhaer laughed loudly, "Senior Brother, how about we move to an open area for our spar?"

Lin Ning nodded, agreeing to Kun Zhaer's condition.

Although the Divine Firmament Unrestrained Palace was very large, Kun Zhaer was, after all, an Emperor Lord Perfected Realm expert, and the power he could unleash was considerable.

Furthermore, there were countless cultivators in the palace at this moment. If they were injured, it might anger certain forces.

Some cultivators who liked to watch the excitement followed the two to an open area.

"Senior Brother, please."

Kun Zhaer cupped his hands and said seriously, "Senior Brother, although we are sparring, injuries are inevitable in a fight. If either of us is injured, we cannot blame the other, okay?"

Lin Ning nodded, "Naturally. I am not the type of person who resents others after losing."

The smile on Kun Zhaer's face became even brighter, and he thought to himself, "Heh, what a naive fellow."

"I said that just because I wanted to break your limbs later and heavily injure you. I didn't expect you to go along with my words. You're truly young and haven't encountered cunning people."

"In that case, let me teach you a lesson."

Kun Zhaer rubbed his fists. With a single stride, he flashed before Lin Ning.

"Accumulated Power Punch!"

Kun Zhaer threw a punch. The time was short, but it could unleash incredibly powerful force. A wave of energy instantly erupted, like a nuclear bomb.

His move had a very short charge time, usually completed in an instant.

"Such a crude technique."

Lin Ning was expressionless. The opponent's technique was too crude, although his movements were fast.

But in front of Lin Ning, who possessed True God strength, his movements were infinitely slowed down. Lin Ning saw all the flaws in Kun Zhaer's moves.

Lin Ning's body shifted slightly, dodging the nuclear bomb-like explosive impact.

He pointed two fingers at Kun Zhaer's wrist, then turned and raised his elbow.

Lin Ning elbowed Kun Zhaer in the neck, causing the latter to retreat rapidly.

"However, this move of his is quite good."

Lin Ning thought to himself, "Accumulated Power Punch, although the movements are crude, this move has a lot of profoundness. It can mobilize all the strength in the body and pour it all into the fist in the end."

"If used on those Emperor Lord Perfected Realm cultivators who try to take it head-on, their bodies might be melted."

"Such speed!" Kun Zhaer stomped his feet, steadying himself.

He rubbed his wrist, looking at Lin Ning in utter astonishment.

"How is that possible? Just now, he just casually pointed at my wrist. I didn't feel any spiritual energy fluctuations, so why did my wrist go numb?"

"It felt like all my strength was suddenly removed."

Around them, the cultivators watching the show exclaimed one after another.

"Such strong reaction speed, such strong counter-attack power!"

"This Senior Brother can actually easily dodge Kun Zhaer's attack? And he even pushed Kun Zhaer back? His strength is quite formidable!"

"Senior Brother Kun Zhaer seems to have met a tough opponent this time!"

Hearing the crowd's words, Kun Zhaer gritted his teeth, "Damn it! My strength is not as bad as you imagine!"

Kun Zhaer attacked again, his body transforming into a blood hawk. His eyes were sharp, and he circled high in the air, using his sharp eyes to capture Lin Ning's movements at ultra-high speed.

"Found it!"

Kun Zhaer's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had found a flaw in Lin Ning.

He swooped down at high speed. The airflow he generated actually pushed the surrounding cultivators back directly. Some weaker ones were directly blown into the air by this powerful airflow.

"His weakness is his left foot. The range of movement of his left foot is significantly slower than his right foot. It should be due to an injury."

Flapping his massive wings, Kun Zhaer changed his combat style, intending to attack Lin Ning's left foot.

However, just as he descended.

Lin Ning slowly extended his hand and, in the sunlight, grabbed Kun Zhaer by the back of the neck, as if grabbing his own destiny.

Kun Zhaer's pupils contracted, revealing a look of terror as he stared at Lin Ning.

Quickly catching the smugness in Lin Ning's eyes, Kun Zhaer's body suddenly melted, turning into a pool of blood.

The blood moved on the floor and finally appeared behind Lin Ning.

"Hehe, Senior Brother, I apologize!"

The blood turned back into a person. An axe appeared in Kun Zhaer's hand, and he swung it fiercely towards the back of Lin Ning's head.

Just as the axe was about to land on Lin Ning, the latter suddenly turned into a pool of blood, and then completely evaporated.

"Hehe, it actually turned into blood!"

After looking around and not finding Lin Ning's figure, nor sensing any of Lin Ning's aura, Kun Zhaer had a smug expression.

He said, "I thought he had mastered some special technique, but I didn't expect him to die with one strike."

"He's much worse than I imagined, but... it doesn't matter. Since he's already dead, let me go pursue Senior Sister Ji Jiuli!"

Kun Zhaer laughed loudly, already fantasizing about his daily life after successfully pursuing Ji Jiuli.

A pair of strong hands appeared out of thin air and grabbed Kun Zhaer by the neck at an unreactable speed.

Kun Zhaer was terrified. He wanted to turn into blood, but found that his technique had actually failed!

A moment later.

"Senior Brother, are you finished?"

Seeing Lin Ning return to the main hall, Ling Gui asked curiously, "I was just looking for you. Why did you disappear just now?"

Lin Ning said, "I went out to do something just now. I made you worry."

"Right, was there something you needed to find me for?"

Ling Gui scratched his head and said, "My brother seems to be about to touch the realm of a god. Do you want to go take a look?"

Hearing this, Lin Ning was surprised and thought to himself, "He's touching the realm of a True God so quickly? His potential is simply too high!"

As expected of the future Spirit Emperor, the man who created the Doomsday Callback technique!

Lin Ning went to pay respects to the Ancestral God. Ling Gui didn't want to stay in that place for long; he wanted to wander around.

Walking beside other tribes and listening to their discussions, Ling Gui was stunned for a long time.

He quickly ran to the open area.

However, he saw Kun Zhaer lying on the ground like a dead dog, motionless.

On his body, there were shocking wounds, as if someone had deliberately thrown an enemy onto a national highway and punished them arbitrarily!

"Ancestral God, it seems you are becoming more and more distant from us."

Lin Ning came before the Ancestral God. After completing the first batch of god-creation plans, the Ancestral God began to rest, leaving only a clone for everyone to observe.

His gaze looked towards the direction where Ling Yi was.

Ling Yi's body was bathed in Buddhist light, a blessing from the Ancestral God.

"I succeeded! I succeeded!"

Ling Yi suddenly opened his eyes and murmured, "So, this is the method to become a god!"