Chapter 160: Black Hole of Force

The Qilin Emperor possessed a heroic and majestic countenance, resembling a middle-aged man. He wore a nine-colored Qilin helmet, donned a nine-colored Qilin battle armor, and stepped into nine-colored Qilin boots, with his nine-colored Qilin cape trailing upon the ground.

As the sovereign who ruled the Central Wasteland for millions of years, the Qilin Emperor naturally exuded an imperial dignity. Merely with his strides, the laws of heaven and earth surrounding him shifted in tandem, much like a monarch inspecting his dominion.

Looking at the approaching Qilin Emperor, Nan Luo could not help but praise inwardly: What a magnificent Qilin Emperor, truly worthy of being a quasi-sage sovereign who had commanded the primordial world with awe for millions of years.

While Nan Luo was observing the Qilin Emperor in detail, little did he know that the Qilin Emperor was observing him in return.

In the eyes of the Qilin Emperor, Nan Luo had a heroic and handsome visage, wearing a purple-gold crown, a purple-gold battle armor, and purple-gold boots, with his purple-gold cape trailing upon the ground. He looked like a celestial emperor descended to the mortal realm, radiating an aura of supreme supremacy.

In particular, that pair of aloof, cold, and merciless purple pupils gave the Qilin Emperor the lingering illusion that he scarcely dared to look at them directly.

Those purple pupils seemed to transport the Qilin Emperor back to the time when he had audience with the Sage Immortal Qiankun—equally aloof, and equally cold and merciless.

Within the primordial world, the Dragon Emperor, the Phoenix Emperor, the Qilin Emperor, the Fierce Emperor, and the Divine Emperor were collectively known as the Five Sovereigns.

In truth, the Divine Emperor Nan Luo had never laid eyes on the true demeanors of the other four sovereigns in person; at most, he had only seen their avatars.

How could a mere avatar, possessing only a fraction of their power, possibly manifest the true dignity and majesty of a sovereign?

Therefore, this meeting between the Qilin Emperor and the Divine Emperor Nan Luo should be considered their very first official encounter.

"Hahaha..."

"How delightful it is to have friends coming from afar!"

"If this emperor has shown any lack of hospitality, I trust the Divine Emperor will forgive me."

As the Qilin Emperor walked toward Nan Luo, he laughed heartily and offered courteous remarks, showing not a trace of anger, as if he were completely oblivious to the earth-shattering news that Nan Luo had shattered the City of Qilin.

As the saying goes, one does not strike a smiling face.

Faced with such an enthusiastic Qilin Emperor, Nan Luo felt quite inclined to play along for a while. He smiled and said, "You are too polite, Qilin Emperor! The Qilin clan is truly deserving of being the imperial clan that dominates the Central Wasteland; your bearing is extraordinary indeed."

"My Divine Clan still has much to learn from the Qilin clan under your leadership!"

Hearing this, the Qilin Emperor burst into laughter and said, "Hahaha, the Divine Emperor jests! Which being in the primordial world does not know the mighty name of the Divine Clan?"

"How could you possibly need to learn from the Qilin clan? Rather, it is the Qilin clan that should learn from the Divine Clan on how to command the Northern Wasteland with awe within a mere hundred thousand years!"

Following this, Nan Luo and the Qilin Emperor exchanged a few more valueless and polite pleasantries.

While dealing with the Qilin Emperor, Nan Luo thought to himself: "The depth of this Qilin Emperor's shrewdness is truly profound. I have already shattered the City of Qilin and brought the battle right to his doorstep, yet he can still pretend nothing has happened and laugh and chat with me."

"It seems I must be more direct!"

While Nan Luo felt a sense of boredom, the Qilin Emperor felt utterly aggrieved within.

The Divine Emperor had already marched to his doorstep, yet he still had to greet him with a smile and act as if nothing at all had happened.

Even with the Qilin Emperor's deep composure, he could hardly stomach such humiliation.

After all, the Qilin Emperor was also one of the Five Sovereigns, a quasi-sage monarch who overawed the primordial world; he still cared about his pride.

Were it not for his lingering caution regarding the Divine Emperor's vastly increased strength, the Qilin Emperor would have already engaged him in a fierce battle.

If it were the Divine Emperor of a hundred thousand years ago—nay, even the Divine Emperor before his physical body achieved sagehood—the Qilin Emperor would have long since traded blows with Nan Luo rather than endure this suffocating grievance.

However, in the primordial world, the law of the jungle prevailed, and the strong were supreme.

The strong possessed the right to do anything whatsoever, without needing to concern themselves with the feelings of the weak.

Now that the Divine Emperor Nan Luo was clearly superior to the Qilin Emperor, the latter could only swallow his broken teeth along with his blood and swallow his humiliation in silence.

"Come, come, come! Your Majesty the Divine Emperor, please allow this emperor to show you the sights of the Qili Cliff, the domain of my Qilin clan."

With these words, the Qilin Emperor smiled and extended his right hand, gesturing for Nan Luo to lead the way.

What a pity! Nan Luo no longer had the interest or patience to continue acting along with the Qilin Emperor.

All Nan Luo wanted right now was to engage the Qilin Emperor in a magnificent battle and test just how formidable his own strength truly was!

The physical body achieved sagehood!

Nan Luo had only ever seen relevant records within the Creation Jade Disk, but he had lacked an intuitive understanding of it.

To the extent that even now, Nan Luo was entirely unsure of how powerful he had become.

The best method to find out his true strength was to find an opponent—an opponent who was sufficiently powerful.

Once he fought a fierce battle against such a formidable adversary, he would naturally know the extent of his might.

As the Divine Emperor, Nan Luo's opponent ought to be a quasi-sage sovereign as well.

The Qilin Emperor should feel honored by this, for the very moment Nan Luo wished to find an adversary, his mind instantly turned to the Qilin Emperor.

Obviously, situated as he was in the Central Wasteland, if Nan Luo did not seek out the Qilin Emperor, could he possibly go looking for the Dragon Emperor, the Phoenix Emperor, or the Fierce Emperor who were far away in the Eastern, Southern, or Western Wastelands?

Naturally, this was also the sorrow of the Qilin Emperor and the misfortune of the Qilin clan.

Today, Nan Luo intended not only to shatter the City of Qilin, but also to defeat the sovereign of the Qilin clan—the Qilin Emperor.

"Qilin Emperor, those two demands I previously put forward must have already been communicated to you by Qilin Huo." Nan Luo收敛笑容, his pair of purple pupils turning increasingly cold and merciless as he spoke in a stern tone.

Seeing that Nan Luo, the guest actor, refused to play along any longer, the Qilin Emperor, the leading actor, had no desire to continue performing either.

If this charade continued, whatever dignity the Qilin Emperor had left would truly be entirely lost.

"How does the Divine Emperor wish to test our strengths?" The Qilin Emperor's face was as calm as still water. He gazed at Nan Luo and asked serenely.

Though the Qilin Emperor was reluctant to fight Nan Luo, it did not mean he feared him.

Both being quasi-sages, the Qilin Emperor simply did not believe Nan Luo could surpass him by all that much.

"Good! How decisive! Right here, right now, a single move shall decide the victor!" Hearing this, two flashes of purple light darted through Nan Luo's purple pupils as he threw his head back and laughed aloud.

"Very well," the Qilin Emperor nodded slightly, replying calmly, "We shall do as the Divine Emperor dictates."

...

At the very peak of the Qilin Cliff, upon the Qilin Platform, Nan Luo and the Qilin Emperor stood facing each other, locking gazes.

A purple-gold divine light rose from Nan Luo's body, enveloping him entirely; a nine-colored divine light rose from the Qilin Emperor's body, enveloping him completely.

Neither Nan Luo nor the Qilin Emperor released their domains of laws, but that did not mean their power was lacking.

On the contrary, at this very moment, all the power within their bodies was intensely condensed inside their physical forms.

If the power contained within their bodies were to explode completely, it would be more than enough to obliterate the City of Qilin, which spanned tens of millions of miles.

Minute black holes, imperceptible to the naked eye, slowly emerged around them, resembling densely packed black dots—a clear sign that space itself could no longer withstand the tremendous power gathered within the bodies of the two combatants.

The Qilin Platform, being the highest point of the City of Qilin, ought to have been wreathed in auspicious clouds and blessed with fair weather.

Yet now, under the oppressive might of Nan Luo and the Qilin Emperor, the Qilin Platform had turned pitch black, as if the sun in the heavens could no longer shine upon this place.

The spiritual mist and clouds upon the Qilin Platform had completely vanished, entirely eradicated by the overwhelming pressure emanating from the two figures.

"Qilin Emperor, receive this punch from this emperor!"

Nan Luo had already fully mobilized and accumulated the boundless power within his body. With cold and merciless purple pupils, he gazed at the Qilin Emperor and spoke calmly.

As his words fell, Nan Luo vanished from his spot in an instant, suddenly appearing directly before the Qilin Emperor, channeling the divine power of all three hundred and sixty-five galaxy systems within his body entirely into his right fist.

So much power was condensed within Nan Luo's right fist that the space surrounding it completely shattered and dissolved, transforming into a fist-shaped black hole.

Visually, it appeared as though Nan Luo's right hand was lifting a black hole as he ruthlessly struck toward the Qilin Emperor.

The moment this punch was thrown, the Qilin Emperor knew instantly that he could never block it head-on by brute force; the slightest carelessness would even result in mortal peril.

"Roar!"

The Qilin Emperor suddenly let out a furious roar toward the heavens, instantly gathering all the spiritual veins and spiritual energy of the Qilin Cliff and the City of Qilin, channeling them into his right fist.

Just like Nan Luo, the Qilin Emperor's right fist had also gathered excessive power, causing the surrounding space to shatter and collapse entirely, turning into a fist-shaped black hole.

Visually, it looked as though the Qilin Emperor's right hand was supporting a black hole as he hurled his nine-colored divine fist forward, violently meeting Nan Luo's purple-gold divine fist.

Bang!

The nine-colored divine fist collided with the purple-gold divine fist; the spatial black hole clashed with the spatial black hole.

Two forces comparable to that of Sage Immortals were abruptly unleashed upon the Qilin Cliff.

The space in all directions surrounding the Qilin Cliff instantly shattered like a broken mirror, continuously collapsing before finally transforming into a deep and perilous spatial black hole, making it look as though a massive gash had been ripped open in the fabric of heaven and earth.

This single punch directly shattered the spatial barrier of the primordial universe and breached the endurance limit of the primordial heaven and earth.

However, power always had its tiers of superiority and inferiority.

Compared to Nan Luo's vast and intensely condensed power, the power the Qilin Emperor had drawn from countless spiritual veins and spiritual energies was still far too dispersed.

Before the stalemate could last even a single breath, the Qilin Emperor was struck squarely in the chest by Nan Luo's purple-gold divine fist, and was sent plunging directly into the deep, turbulent spatial currents of the black hole, vanishing without a trace.