Amidst the blood-red glow, a streak of purple energy emerged.
"Blood tinged with purple, the purple aura flows from the east. The blood color represents slaughter, while the purple aura signifies the presence of a sage's aura. Who is the one who can manifest such a shocking phenomenon?"
"Who is it? What kind of person is coming? Which tribe's prodigy? Such a grand momentum — the newcomer must be extraordinary. Surely a top-tier prodigy-level powerhouse."
This scene, this overwhelming supernatural phenomenon across the sky, instantly struck the countless prodigies on Spirit Mountain with horror. Such an aura could only belong to an unparalleled prodigy.
Roar!!
The void trembled as a massive dragon beast appeared, stepping through the void itself. Each step radiated a wild, fierce power, its face fierce and full of overwhelming strength.
"Tyrannosaurus Rex!!"
One prodigy who witnessed this uttered the words.
It was unmistakably a Tyrannosaurus Rex, exuding a strong domineering aura that made it feel like a king. This Tyrannosaurus was no ordinary creature. Its body was tens of meters tall, covered in golden-yellow fur that shimmered like metal, as if forged from pure gold armor — heavy and violent.
Atop the Tyrannosaurus' head stood a figure.
A man clad in bronze armor, gripping a tyrant halberd, with a burly physique. His sharp, sculpted features gave him the look of a statue, but his eyes were extraordinary — each pupil contained a second pupil nested within it, as if two pupils overlapped directly. Deep and mysterious, as if able to see through all illusions and realities.
From head to toe, he radiated an indescribable aura of kingly dominance. Even a single glance caused one's breath to falter.
"A human? It's a human."
"A double-pupil wielder — the legendary double-pupil wielder actually exists."
"Legend says the double-pupil wielder is born a sage, inherently divine and mysterious, with not only a powerful body but also an incredibly miraculous eye technique. Double pupils are the supreme eye technique in the world — ranked among the very top. Rumor even says the double pupil might be ranked number one. Maybe not quite first, but definitely in the top ten. Double-pupil wielders are naturally divine."
"There is a double-pupil wielder among humans. Once fully grown, they will inevitably become a peerless powerhouse, an unparalleled grand master. Humans truly have such fortune to produce a double-pupil wielder. We just don't know the full extent of their abilities yet."
On Spirit Mountain, many prodigies felt their hearts tremble.
They never expected the suddenly appearing powerhouse to be a double-pupil wielder. Since he was a double-pupil wielder, it was foreseeable that such an almost sage-like aura would appear. The double-pupil wielder is like a sage walking on earth — according to legend, once reaching the pinnacle, they might even become a new sage.
This is true foundation; if this isn't foundation, then what is?
A single double-pupil wielder among humans brought them a shock no less than seeing a prodigy king.
"Born with double pupils — Tyrant Xiang Yu!!"
Guan Yu, witnessing this, suddenly narrowed his eyes but then showed a trace of delight. No matter who, at this moment, the only identity that mattered was a human prodigy. Nothing else.
"Xiang Yu is here. King Behemoth, come face me in battle."
Xiang Yu's double pupils flickered. His face radiated a natural majesty without anger. His gaze swept over the peak of Spirit Mountain, briefly resting on Yi Tianxing with a barely perceptible nod. The two had met and spoken during the Great Martial Arts Tournament years ago. Meeting again now, there was a bond between them.
Though they didn't speak much, it felt like they had known each other for decades. This was the connection between kindred spirits.
Without hesitation, Xiang Yu launched a challenge toward the Golden Behemoth King.
"You said humans had no prodigies to uphold the reputation of a strong tribe, incapable of holding the top spot. Then I will pull you prodigy kings off your throne."
"Excellent! A human powerhouse! Xiang Yu — the Tyrant Xiang Yu! I've long heard of his born double pupils but never expected it to be true. He immediately challenges the prodigy king. Well deserved to be called Tyrant Xiang Yu."
"Back then, Xiang Yu was a one-man army, invincible on the battlefield. In history, if Xiang Yu hadn't lost the will to fight, a mere Liu Bang would never have killed him. Tyrant Xiang Yu is unmatched worldwide."
Many human cultivators present burst into joy.
The arrival of such a powerhouse boosted the confidence of many human cultivators.
The backbone of humanity grew even stronger.
They all began to anticipate the upcoming battle between Xiang Yu and the Golden Behemoth King.
The Golden Behemoth King was the land battle king among the beastmen tribes. On the battlefield, he was invincible and unstoppable. Few races dared to fight him. Once the fight started, the destruction was terrifying. Their bodies were naturally powerful, unbelievably strong. Human body refining techniques were actually modeled after such powerful life forms and even gods and demons — aiming to transform their bodies to that level.
"Double-pupil wielder, you dare challenge me?"
The Golden Behemoth King's eyes flashed with a sharp light as a thick battle intent surged from his body. This battle intent seemed able to fight heaven and earth; any challenge could be met with direct response.
"Yes, I dare. Will you fight me?"
Xiang Yu said bluntly, his expression resolute.
"Good. If you want a fight, I'll show you that while double pupils are legendary, they are not truly invincible or unstoppable. My Behemoth tribe is no weaker than a double-pupil wielder. Besides, an unripe double-pupil wielder is not truly invincible."
Without hesitation, the Golden Behemoth King, Meng Wudi, rose from his throne.
Step by step, he advanced into the void.
Each step radiated fierce battle intent, like a volcano brewing ready to erupt.
Moreover, with each step, his body began to change. His entire form inflated violently, like a balloon being filled with air, quickly swelling to tens of meters tall.
First step — fifteen meters!
Second step — twenty-three meters!
Third step — thirty-five meters!
With every step, his body grew exponentially. By the time he reached the center of the battlefield, he had transformed into a terrifying war form over a hundred meters tall, his golden fur shining like flames. His feet became sharp claws, and his hands instantly turned into golden talons. The terrifying and wild aura surged forth, creating a fierce hurricane around him.
Bimon.
Golden Behemoth!!
At the moment his true form manifested, his overwhelming aura exploded completely. At this moment, he was the invincible powerhouse on the battlefield. His aura surpassed even that of giants.
This moment's Behemoth King was more terrifying than ever, his hundred-meter war form towering earth and sky, more terrifying and fierce than giants. In Meng Wudi's eyes, there was no trace of disdain.
After witnessing the two previous battles, to still hold disdain would mean certain death. Humans also had strong cultivators, especially now facing a legendary double-pupil wielder. No amount of respect was too much.
So, he revealed his Golden Behemoth war body without hesitation.
"Kill!!"
Meng Wudi roared fiercely, his fangs gleaming gold.
Golden light shimmered across his entire body.
His Vajra Life Gate instinctively activated.
Amid his war cry, Behemoth's golden claw suddenly smashed toward Xiang Yu. The claws shone with a terrifying sharpness that seemed able to tear everything apart, gleaming with cold light. The void twisted under the claws, seeming on the verge of being ripped apart.
This was the pure sharpness born from flesh-and-blood strength. His hundred-meter war body carried a terrifying force close to a million jin with every movement. Such power concentrated in the claws was unimaginably overwhelming.
This claw could block the sky and shade the sun, nearly impossible to defend against. It was a true flesh-and-blood claw, no illusions.
Without extra moves, this claw was deadly, embodying the essence of battle: to kill directly and violently, crushing the opponent with savage force.
"What a formidable Behemoth King. Since our last encounter, he's grown so much stronger. Truly worthy of the title Land Battle King of legend. Hundred-meter war form means his internal strength must exceed a million jin."
Yi Tianxing's eyes narrowed as a thought flashed through his mind.
Cultivation was easier to improve, but strengthening the body was much harder than improving cultivation or magic power. Among humans, truly strong body cultivators were rare due to physical constitution. However, the Golden Behemoth tribe, with sufficient resources and their innate physique, could quickly break through and strengthen. They did not need body refining techniques — their bloodline itself was the strongest technique.
At present, Yi Tianxing's own body cultivation had not reached a million jin.
It was clear how difficult it was to improve the body.
"How will Xiang Yu respond?"
The thought crossed Yi Tianxing's mind. He understood the legends of the double-pupil wielder deeply but always felt there was a veil of mystery.
Now he was curious about how Xiang Yu would react.
Though the body was not everything, an extremely powerful body could completely crush all magic. One force to break ten thousand methods.
"I am the Tyrant!!"
Xiang Yu stood firm. Even before the claw struck, he could feel the fierce power ready to tear him to pieces. The feeling was terrifying, like a broken ship in the vast ocean ready to capsize.
But Xiang Yu did not retreat. His double pupils flashed as he let out a sharp shout.
His left hand raised high, a divine light flickering in his palm.