Chapter 1593: Killing Wushang!

Chapter 1593: Eliminate Wuxiang!

Tianyang Wuzhu stared blankly at Wuxiang, who was approaching him slowly, his face etched with a bitter sorrow.

Again, like this.

Though he had poured every ounce of strength into his attacks, the other remained unharmed—unscathed, as if his very assaults had fallen upon empty air.

He had not faced the Wuxiang clan before.

As the descendant of the Sun Emperor, he had once witnessed the battle between the Supreme Will and the Wuxiang clan at the Dusk Battlefield. Even after ascending to the rank of Supreme God, he had personally trained and fought there for a time.

Yet, despite having personally destroyed and observed countless members of the Wuxiang clan, none of them could compare to this one before him.

It was unsolvable!

After two full-scale battles, where he had exhausted every remaining strength, he still had no idea how to counter this foe.

His eyes gleamed with confusion.

What now?

As Wusang closed in, he could only turn his gaze toward Zhou Zhan.

"Have you stared long enough?"

He sighed, helpless.

He had known all along that Zhou Zhan had entered and been watching from the side.

Yet he said nothing.

First, because he did not wish for anyone else to interfere in his battle against Wusang.

He wanted to slay his opponent himself, to restore his own honor.

Secondly, because—

He knew Zhou Zhan didn't know the true nature of Wushang.

Since he had decided to ally with Zhou Zhan, he thought it would be wise to let Zhou Zhan observe from the sidelines for a while, gaining insight into his tactics—perhaps even uncovering his weaknesses.

Now, he was absolutely incapable of defeating Him.

It was time for this observer to step onto the battlefield.

"Enough, enough."

Zhou Zhan smiled softly, then his expression turned serious. "The next battle is mine."

"Very well."

"Be careful."

Tianyang Wuzhu nodded, then stepped back.

"Want to run?"

How could Wuxiang allow Tianyang Wuzhu to leave unchallenged?

This boy is the fifth direct descendant of the Sun Emperor, with potential to ascend to the realm of Supreme Will—perhaps even to claim the ultimate throne of the Sun Emperor himself.

A being of such promise—naturally, Wuxiang could not allow him to depart.

Yet at that very moment,

Zhou Zhan appeared before Wuxiang as if by teleportation.

He smiled faintly and said:

"From now on,"

"your opponent will be Me."

"Me?"

Wuxiang sneered, already preparing to charge forward, to strike down Tianyang Wuzhu while he was still weak.

Zhou Zhan saw this and shook his head.

"Still, in your eyes, I have little reputation."

"Even though I have already destroyed one demonic embryo, you still look down upon me so lightly?"

Upon speaking,

He gently pushed forward his right hand.

Divine Will Technique of the Supreme Will – The Universal Law Star Palm!

Boom, boom, boom...

Suddenly, upon the entire arena, a colossal golden palm appeared.

This golden palm seemed as if forged by heaven and earth, ancient and mysterious, with intricate and profound law runes etched both upon its surface and within its very core.

At first glance...

Just as the laws of all realms and universes were contained within this single palm,

Wu Shang's face changed abruptly.

He had sensed, from the golden giant palm, an utterly terrifying threat—

as if, should he underestimate it, he would inevitably suffer grievous injury!

Without hesitation, he turned to flee.

Yet, under the blessing of infinite laws, the Wàn Fǎ Xīng Zhēng Palm possessed a locking power comparable to that of a Supreme Will-level being—how could Wu Shang possibly evade it?

Soon, Wu Shang found his face darkening with growing dread—he realized he was completely unable to escape this palm.

He took a deep breath, and instead of retreating, he charged straight toward it.

With unwavering resolve, he intended to use his invincibility to directly breach Zhou Zhan's assault!

"Your attack cannot harm me—hahaha!"

Wu Shang laughed wildly, his eyes fixed upon the heavens.

"Before the end of things…"

Zhou Zhan spoke softly, calmly, "do not hastily pass judgment."

And then—

He struck again, a palm descending with unyielding force.

Wu Shang’s divine form had not yet fully recovered. This blow came too swiftly, and he could not evade it. His body once more fell back into its original state.

He began to recover again.

Zhou Zhan struck once more with the Wàn Fǎ Xīng Zhōng Palm.

With every strike, Wu Shang’s bones would vanish—completely erased.

Yet after each strike, Wu Shang would rise anew, from nothing to something, as if possessing the true, eternal immortality of legend.

"It is useless."

Though fleshless, Wushang's voice echoed out from the void, laughing with arrogant abandon: "I am the King of Immortality, no one can harm me, hahahaha..."

A faint smile touched the corner of Zhou Zhan's mouth.

His inner suspicions were now thoroughly confirmed.

Right then.

Wushang sneered in mockery: "Do not think you are safe just because you keep your distance."

"Let me show you how the name Wushang, the King of Combat, was forged."

The words had barely fallen.

Wushang's figure vanished instantly from the spot.

The very next breath.

He suddenly appeared directly across from Zhou Zhan, then delivered a single punch aimed straight at the divine essence at the center of Zhou Zhan's brow.

Zhou Zhan's brow arched in surprise. With one swift motion, he repelled the punch using the Ten Thousand Methods Star Palm, then instantly vanished from the scene through teleportation.

But what no one—neither He nor the other divine beings watching—had anticipated happened next.

As soon as Zhou Zhan teleported away,

He too teleported in perfect synchrony, appearing directly across from Zhou Zhan.

Wu Sang stared at the figure before him, a cruel smile spreading across his face. With fierce determination, he declared,

"You won't escape!"

Zhou Zhan's brow arched again.

Was this... the second concept god ability?!

No wonder this being was among the leading contenders for the inheritance of the Yellow Springs Will—his tactics were truly numerous.

A race endowed with multiple conceptual divine abilities—rare even among the entire race of delusions.

Now He knows that retreating in any way is futile.

The second conceptual divine ability of the other—clearly, it follows no matter how the enemy tries to evade.

As for its drawbacks...

Zhou Zhan has not yet noticed them.

But if this creature believes its close-range prowess is weak and thus attempts to close in on him, he has utterly misjudged the situation.

He smiles, revealing his teeth.

Holding a sword aloft, pointing directly at the opponent, he speaks calmly:

"Do you know, besides the Emperor of the People, I possess another obscure title?"

"Whatever title you carry, you shall die."

Wu Shang spoke with a cold, ferocious tone.

As he spoke,

he launched countless punches at Zhou Zhan.

These fists, moving at such blinding speed, became countless phantom shapes—each strike causing the surrounding arena space to subtly shatter.

To put it plainly,

each punch could easily kill a top-tier near-omnipotent will cultivator!

Yet Zhou Zhan showed no fear.

In fact, he actively stepped forward, countering every punch Wu Shang unleashed.

Wu Shang soon found himself stunned.

His prideful close-combat martial prowess, which he believed would inflict devastating damage upon close contact, not only failed to harm his opponent—but his own fists began to ache subtly under the force of Zhou Zhan’s resolute counterattacks.

What is this being's divine body made of?

Is it forged from Will Sacred Artifacts?

How incredibly solid it is!

Wu Shang was utterly stunned.

He had never seen, among enemies of the same level, a body so powerful!

This is absolutely beyond belief!

At this moment, Zhou Zhan could already guess a good portion of Wu Shang's thoughts.

While continuously defending and countering, he chuckled calmly in his heart.

His supreme sacred body has now reached the third rank of Supreme Deity.

This sacred body cultivation method inherited from the eternal and unbroken realm—despite being only at the third rank of Supreme Deity—has already proven capable of withstanding full-force attacks from a lower-tier Supreme Will Realm master.

If it can't even accomplish this, then what is it worth—a transmission of the Eternally Unshakable Realm's technique?

Zhou Zhan had previously been uncertain about his true combat strength.

After all, few enemies had ever compelled him to unleash his full power.

But now, through this very figure, Wu Shang, he could finally gauge his current capabilities.

With the Supreme Holy Body that renders his flesh invincible, the Universal Method of Stellar Palms that makes his attacks unconquerable, and the domain-controlling technique that suppresses one's actual power—his defenses, offensive capabilities, and domain mastery have all reached the level of the lower tier of the Supreme Will Realm.

Combined with hidden assets such as *The Book of Formlessness* and the Primordial Sacred Heart, even if he faced a Supreme Will Realm warrior of the upper tier, he would still possess means of escape and survival.

In other words,

He could now officially be classified as a combatant of the lower tier of the Supreme Will Realm.

Yet his true realm remained only the third stage of the Highest God.

Others found the idea absurd merely by thinking about it.

Yet Zhou Zhan considered it entirely normal.

After all, the original path had been one of steadily ascending beyond levels.

Of course.

Deep within his heart, he felt an overwhelming sense of joy.

He had confirmed that he now possessed the power of Supreme Will—meaning that, as long as he did not encounter beings of transcendent will, such as the Supreme Will or the Crimson Sovereign, he was essentially safe from any threat.

That sense of security was truly unparalleled.

To be honest,

Zhou Zhan and Wusang had been engaged in relentless combat.

If one compared the two sides, Zhou Zhan’s approach was calm, composed, and effortless.

That Wusang grew only more stunned, only more uncertain, with every clash!

How could the Immortal Sovereign of the Common People possess such formidable close-combat prowess?

Among the celestial beings of the Void Clan, and among all those beneath the Supreme Deity, no one could consistently defeat Wusang in hand-to-hand combat—only perhaps two or three others held strength surpassing his, and even then, their superiority was not vast.

If they fought ten rounds, Wusang might win two or three, while the opponent would triumph in seven or eight.

His mastery of close-quarters combat, combined with the divine ability of [Close-Range Combat], was the very reason he claimed the title of "King of Combat."

Yet, even this self-assured one, in mere moments of battle against Zhou Zhan, sensed a chasm so vast it shattered his confidence.

He realized—should they fight ten times—every single victory would belong to the opponent. Not even a single draw was possible!

The gap in close-combat strength was simply too immense.

It was so vast that he no longer harbored a single flicker of hope for victory.

"Boom!"

Zhou Zhan first cut off Wu Sang's arm with a single sword stroke, then kicked him skyward—over ten light-years—before gently stroking the divine blade in his hand and murmuring, coldly:

"My other title is—Heavenly Martial God!"

"You speak of martial arts and combat disciplines? To me, they are utterly insignificant!"

"From now on, you should simply focus on developing your own Concept God cultivation system."

"Martial cultivation—such a conventional system—is utterly incompatible with your beings' core Concept God transcendence framework. Your efforts in this direction are merely a waste of time."

"Would you dare to teach me?!"

Wu Sang erupted in fury, launching attacks with even greater intensity.

Yet the vast chasm in both technique and strength left him powerless—no matter how much force he unleashed, he could never match Zhou Zhan.

Time and again, he never managed to land a single blow upon Zhou Zhan, and instead, he had already died seven or eight times.

Had He not been capable of infinite rebirth, He would have perished at Zhou Zhan's hands already.

Wu Shang also realized that should things continue as they were, even with his immortal body, he could never defeat Zhou Zhan and claim the inheritance of the Yellow Springs Will.

Thus, after engaging Zhou Zhan a few more times, He withdrew abruptly, retreating far away and watching him with unblinking vigilance.

"Divine Will Realm!"

"You, a mere third-tier Supreme God, possess the power of the Divine Will Realm!"

"Even the Springtime Law Master and the Heaven's Punishment God King only attained the power of the Divine Will Realm at the Precursor Divine Will Realm or fourth-tier Supreme God stage."

"You have already achieved the power of the Divine Will Realm so early!"

"Then it's no wonder…"

"You were able to secure the final spot for inheriting the last transmission of the Yellow Springs Will."

At this moment, He suddenly chuckled softly.

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

"Such a bitter regret... I never intended to use this move at all."

"It was you who pushed me—

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

A hundred strikes of the Ten-Thousand-Method Star Palm erupted violently, striking Wu Shang in an instant.

"Desperate to stop me from unleashing my final move? Impossible. I can never die—I am immortal. You can never kill me."

Wu Shang laughed wildly.

He stared at Zhou Zhan, hoping to see even the faintest flicker of fear or anxiety on his face.

But his hopes were in vain.

Zhou Zhan's expression remained calm, as if completely indifferent to Wu Shang's tactics.

The next second.

As Wu Shang was about to regenerate his flesh and blood under the assault of the Universal Law Star's palm,

Zhou Zhan suddenly activated the "The Whole World Is the Sovereign's Domain" field, encompassing Wu Shang within its bounds, and then arbitrarily established a rule inside the field that made enemies unable to speak.

Wu Shang realized he could no longer speak, and immediately panicked.

Visible panic.

At the same time, his flesh and blood began to cease regenerating—exactly as if his immortality ability had failed.

Tian Yang Wu Zhu and his subordinates stared, their eyes widening in disbelief.

"Has his conceptual god power failed?!!"

Wu Chancellor gasped in shock.

"It's a fatal flaw indeed."

Zhou Zhan slowly stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with a gentle smile as he looked at Him. "As long as you cannot utter words like rebirth, resurrection, or invulnerability, your first conceptual divine ability will fail."

"Is that not what I said?"

The form of Wu Shang stiffened.

Zhou Zhan shook his head, and spoke the single line that shattered Wu Shang's defenses most completely.

"Having discovered the weakness of your conceptual divine ability, you're even simpler than that demonic embryo."

And then—

He quietly activated the power of the Illusory Legend Sacred Seal, channeling it into his palm, and struck Wu Shang directly with a single palm.

Wu Shang died instantly.

And…

No resurrection at all!

"Emperor of the People, you have won!"

Outside the arena.

The faint silhouette of Huangquan's will smiled softly, his gaze upon Zhou Zhan filled with deep admiration.