Tenfold amplification isn't enough? Then twentyfold!!
Life Aperture – Berserk!
Golden Life Aperture – Golden Battleflame!
With his power surging twentyfold, the golden radiance emanating from King Behemoth distorted the surrounding space. Every movement carried an overwhelming pressure, like a peerless demonic god descending upon the world. Even his breath roared like a storm, and his voice thundered like the heavens.
BOOM!!
With a step forward, the ground beneath his feet shattered in all directions.
The Berserk divine ability caused his combat power to skyrocket instantly—and not merely by a single fold. The terrifying aura radiating from him grew increasingly violent. This Berserk state allowed his body to endure the insane amplification of power. At the same time, golden flames erupted from his body—flames imbued with peerless battle intent. This was no ordinary flame. It was Battleflame, divine fire born of battle will. So long as the will to fight burned, so would the flames. It could incinerate all things.
The stronger the battle will, the more domineering and wild the flames.
Combat Technique – Heaven-Rending Divine Claw!
Golden claws, shrouded in golden fire.
The Thunder God's Spear impaled in his body was completely incinerated by the flames, cracking and disintegrating rapidly.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!
King Behemoth charged across the earth, then suddenly leapt into the air. With a savage claw strike, he swiped down toward Yi Tianxing, seemingly intent on slapping him into paste. His massive claw blanketed the sky, blotting out the sun and moon.
Frost Sigil!
Ice Blade Sigil!
Freeze Sigil!
Gale Sigil!
The talismans surged forth, fusing into a divine ability—Thousand-Mile Ice Seal!
In an instant, the Myriad Sigil Banner flashed once more, talismans coalescing into an array. From it erupted a world-freezing cold that spread rapidly—crystals of ice forming in the void, the earth freezing solid. In a breath, everything became an icy sculpture. This was an unstoppable wave of frost. Caught midair, King Behemoth was instantly frozen, transformed into a colossal ice statue.
This was a world-freezing power carrying the weight of an entire Minor Thousand World.
Such terrifying force was backed by the power of an entire world, represented by the freeze sigils. Naturally, it was unimaginably destructive.
CRACK!!
Yet in the blink of an eye, the golden flames on King Behemoth's body flared up violently, his aura growing even more tyrannical.
Power Amplification – Thirtyfold!!
Once more drawing upon the power of the Power Gem, the surge shattered the ice crystals in an instant, exploding into fragments that scattered in every direction.
"Still not enough!" Yi Tianxing spoke calmly.
King Behemoth had yet to fully unleash the Power Gem's strength. Likewise, Yi Tianxing had not poured the entirety of his Minor Thousand World's power into his divine abilities. After all, he was harnessing the strength of a world—no weaker than the gem.
He still remained midair, wielding the Myriad Sigil Banner, continuously weaving talismans into various divine arts. And with each spell, he channeled more of his world's power.
So too did King Behemoth.
The Power Gem repeatedly enhanced his physical strength—
Fortyfold!!
Fiftyfold!!
Seventyfold!!...
Unknowingly, the Power Gem had boosted his power by a hundredfold. With such might, he could slay gods and demons. Every casual swipe of his claws left scars in the void, ripples spreading in its wake.
When amplification reached eighty-fivefold, coupled with his Berserk divine ability, King Behemoth forcefully withstood—and shattered—a spell fully empowered by an entire Minor Thousand World.
Once again, he demonstrated the peerless power of one strength crushing ten thousand techniques.
The battle between Yi Tianxing and King Behemoth had become the center of all attention on the battlefield.
Countless powerful cultivators watched in silent awe. Their hearts surged with waves of terror, their souls quaking. The scene was too terrifying. Every divine ability unleashed, and the terrifying might of King Behemoth's physical body, filled them with utter despair. Even Nascent Soul cultivators would be crushed instantly.
What frightened them most was that the longer the battle went on, the more terrifying the power became. There was no ceiling to it—only escalation. Compared to that, all resistance felt hopeless.
Heaven and earth shook. Mountains and rivers crumbled.
It was like watching a battle between a body-refining warrior and a qi-cultivating mage. Yi Tianxing had yet to directly clash with King Behemoth, choosing instead to barrage him with divine abilities through his talismans. This enraged King Behemoth, whose fury was about to set the void itself ablaze.
Suddenly, golden divine light burst from both of King Behemoth's eyes. Within those beams burned golden fire, igniting even the air around them. They didn't need physical fuel—the very void became their fuel—and they reached Yi Tianxing in the blink of an eye.
Eye Technique – Golden Eyes!
This eye technique was a natural-born divine ability. His pupils harbored life apertures that wielded terrifying power. The golden divine light could burn through anything, transforming anything within its scope into solid gold. Turning life into statues—true alchemy through gaze. Overwhelming and tyrannical.
One glance could kill.
"Let's see how you dodge this!"
King Behemoth sneered coldly. Throughout the battle, he had deliberately avoided separating from the earth, acting as if he feared it—as if he couldn't afford to lose contact with the ground. All for this moment. A fatal blow delivered when Yi Tianxing least expected it.
The Power Gem had drastically enhanced even this eye technique.
But Yi Tianxing showed no panic.
He remained calm.
From the start, he had never let down his guard. The moment the twin beams of golden light shot toward him, the Myriad Sigil Banner in his hand flared wildly. Countless talismans surged out like a tide, forming divine spells to block the incoming beams.
Yet strangely, those spells either shattered on contact—or turned to gold and dropped to the ground.
Clang!!
However, the golden light did not strike him.
With a mere thought, the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Pagoda appeared in his hand. It immediately expanded to hundreds of meters tall, radiating a divine and oppressive aura. Twenty-nine levels of sacred construction emitted pressure that defied description.
The golden beams struck the tower, spreading gold across its surface.
Yet, in the next instant, the gold faded away—completely dissolved.
Clearly, even the golden divine light was incapable of transforming the tower. Turning it to gold? That was a joke. The internal world within the tower devoured and suppressed the eye technique with ease.
"Suppress!!"
Yi Tianxing no longer hesitated and shouted coldly.
The Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Pagoda rose into the air, suspended in the void, and hurtled down toward King Behemoth with overwhelming force.
The tower could suppress all things—even the very laws of the Great Dao.
Yi Tianxing pushed it forward without mercy. The tower expanded again, over a thousand meters tall, descending from the skies with unmatched momentum—its pressure alone enough to crush King Behemoth into pulp.
"Too strong!!"
For the first time, King Behemoth—who had been exuding nothing but dominance—saw the tower and turned pale. A powerful sense of death enveloped him.
He had seen this tower before, and every time, he could feel its terrifying might. He thought with the Power Gem he could stand against it. But in this moment, he instinctively knew—even with the Power Gem, he could not compare.
Before the tower, his strength felt… insignificant.
"Fight!!"
King Behemoth roared again. Even facing such an overwhelming threat, he did not retreat. Or rather, there was no room to retreat. His giant claws burst with golden radiance and struck the tower with savage force.
BOOM!!!
The moment contact was made, a thunderous shockwave exploded outward. The Power Gem reached one hundredfold amplification.
The force was so immense that the Heaven-Emperor Tower of Primordial Chaos actually trembled. It looked as if it might be overturned.
But it wasn't.
Instead, it radiated divine light, its power increasing with every breath. Underneath it, King Behemoth felt as if he were holding up an ancient god-mountain.
PUH!!
Blood sprayed from his mouth—golden, laced with fragments of flesh. His internal organs had been shaken. Bones across his body fractured under the strain.
He was inches from death.
"Again!!"
Yi Tianxing showed no mercy. This was a war between imperial rulers—there was no room for compassion, only victory or death.
With another shout, the tower once more slammed down.
Every motion of Yi Tianxing now radiated primal brutality.
A thousand divine arts? Ten thousand secret techniques? I'll break them all with brute force.
Smash!!
Crush you to death!!
Once wasn't enough? Then twice. Twice isn't enough? Then thrice.
You have the Power Gem to boost your strength and break all arts? I have the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Pagoda—empowered by the forces of twenty-nine Minor Thousand Worlds.
You're strong?
I'm stronger.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!
King Behemoth coughed blood. His body was blown back repeatedly. His giant claws exploded into bloody mist. Bones shattered again and again.
Even the Power Gem could not stand against the divine tower. In every collision, he was completely overwhelmed.
"Kill!!"
King Behemoth still refused to retreat. Even with his arms obliterated, they regenerated under the power of the Power Gem and the strength of the earth. He fought on—undaunted.