I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

The impact of their fists colliding caused a massive shockwave that destroyed and crushed the surrounding trees and vegetation.

Is that all?

The swordsman was slightly disappointed after narrowly avoiding the impact of the mountain-sized snake head.

I thought there would be a better experience, but this beast only knew how to use instinct and its body to engage in crude fighting.

The swordsman raised his green blade, facing the serpent that pressed down like a mountain.

"This move is called Mountain Splitting."

Sword energy stretches across 30,000 miles, a single sword strike chills fourteen continents.

That sword light cleaved through the clouds and divided the land into sections.

The mountains crumbled, and the scales of the rocks fell away.

[Ascension Meme - Mythology - The Seventh Imprint - The Shining Sun]

The crimson aurora and the blue-green lightning vied for dominance in the sky.

The crimson lightning tore through the dragon's scales, but what flowed out was not crimson blood, but a strange, flowing light. These drops fell to the ground, spurring the sprouting of new life.

The dragon seemed to regard nothing at all, slowly and steadily climbing upwards towards the summit of the mountain.

From his body, blue-green lightning surged forth, rushing towards the dark clouds and dispelling the blood-red lightning and the dark clouds.

There is neither night nor dawn, only the hour of preparation for noon and the hour of stagnation at noon.

He finally reached the summit, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

He spread his arms and opened his heart.

Thunder is a hymn of praise, and wind and clouds are a celebratory ballet.

At the moment when hardship ends and happiness begins, mountains, rivers, stars, and the moon are all gifts of celebration.

All colors appear more intense, yet also more subdued, under the blazing sun.

"Even if they are as numerous as mountains and as vast as the sea, they will all be slain by my sword."

"Very good, Mon3tr, continue with the meltdown command, slowly peel it apart, and kill it."

"The time for reincarnation has come. Make your move, Master Zhu."

"The sun sets as the brush falls, and mountains rise as the brush begins! The moment you stepped into this vast land, you were already defeated."

"How can you relinquish the power of life and death? This fate of defeat and destruction is ever-present, an inescapable destiny for you all."

Only the sun continues to shine with its brilliant light.

The battle appears to be over.

"You've lost."

Fei was knocked to the ground by the hammer that had exhausted its strength.

But the immortals did not win easily.

Fei struck her with one of its broken horns, and the blood flowing from the wound fell to the ground, melting the sand into a paste.

Even if we fail, what does it matter?

Even though the plan had failed and he himself was about to die, Fei showed no sign of dejection.

It had anticipated this.

Failure is not scary, nor is death.

It's a pity that it can no longer live on this land.

"Can he defeat Him?"

Gazing at the two-colored sky, Fei seemed to be asking a question, or perhaps talking to itself.

Can humans transcend the rules?

"can."

Nian answered Fei's question without hesitation.

"Because he is a true dragon?"

"Because he is Ah Xi."

Fei fell silent.

"Oh, is that so? You trust him so much."

"But can the newly born heavens hold back those who break their oaths?"

Fei saw it.

The dragon's claws flew past, grazing the top of his head.

Even a giant serpent as large as a mountain is as insignificant as an earthworm in front of a true dragon.

A golden crown covered the dragon's head, and its majestic figure soared through the clouds and the sky.

It gathers wind and clouds to form hair and beard, and stacks mountains to form scales and armor.

Thunder is his constant companion, and rain and dew are his blessings.

It resembles the blazing sun, and it is indeed the blazing sun.

The turmoil of the Fifty-One Incident has completely subsided.

What a magnificent being that is!

Mountains and peaks? Pillars supporting the sky?

No, none of those. None of them are sufficient to describe His majestic appearance.

Even the oldest and strongest "god" was not as great or as powerful as Him.

"Is this... the tangible... heaven?"

Fei's entire body was trembling.

Amazement? Shrinking back? Adoration? Or something else entirely?

No, none of that matters anymore.

Those weak emotions are no longer important.

"Only this! Only this true dragon!"

"Only He, only Him! Only He is qualified to rule over us!"

It suddenly became incredibly fervent, almost to the point of madness.

When the unstoppable "truth" descends, even the most stubborn and ignorant stone will become clear and transparent.

Having witnessed the "truth," even demons who loathe humanity and despise this country cannot resist choosing to submit to Him.

"This is... way too exaggerated..."

She never imagined... well, she never imagined that such a great achievement would be so... "great".

But he deserves it.

Such great achievements are worthy of him.

The immortal raised his hand, wanting to touch the scales that shimmered like thunder.

The spirits of heaven and earth witnessed her every action.

The giant claw pressed down lightly, landing slowly and gently beside her.

Each scale was as tall as an ancient pine tree, five or six meters high, and was engraved with starlight and fine marks.

But upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that it is not a decorative tattoo.

Each of those starlight points is a mountain on this land; each of those tiny traces is a river on this land.

He embodies the essence of this land.

"This is so wonderful! This is absolutely wonderful!"

At this moment, the immortal resembled an old man nearing the end of his life, trembling as he touched his most precious treasure.

That is indeed the case.

The spirit of heaven and earth is the most beautiful and powerful thing she has created since her birth.

This was the greatest honor and joy of her life.

"Your Highness..."

"A joyful neigh~"

The traveler gently stroked the excited monster beside him, gazing at the sky above in a daze.

She participated in... no, she witnessed the birth of a myth.

"What was he like when he thought about this plan?"

Is it high spirits? Or is it deep sorrow day and night?

But regardless, he has now succeeded.

She still remembers what the boy she first met looked like, and she still remembers his soft yet deliberately deep voice.

She wanted to see his face now and hear if his voice had become the one she had hoped for.

“Ah Xi…”

The painter's rainbow eyes were fixed on her, and his brush, following her gaze and thoughts, painted everything she needed onto the blank scroll.

He looked over.

A light drizzle fell from the sky, and a gentle breeze blew.

Heaven and earth rejoiced.