Mo He Huang, an Imperial Son of the Mo He Imperial Clan and a Quasi-Monarch, was naturally incomparably powerful. As an Imperial Son, his Supreme Bloodline was pure and flawless, far surpassing that of the previously defeated Dong Du Bu Luan. He stepped forward, actively seeking battle with Ying Bu Bai.
"An Imperial Son, is it?" Ying Bu Bai narrowed his eyes, a sharp light flickering within them, yet he showed not a trace of fear. Both were at the late-stage Quasi-Monarch level; in a battle between equals, he feared no one. Moreover, by the Quasi-Monarch stage, the advantage conferred by a Supreme Bloodline was already minimal. Unless it was the bloodline of a supreme colossus from antiquity like the strongest emperors or immortal kings, which could still gradually awaken to greater potency. But clearly, the Mo He Great Emperor was not such a colossus from antiquity; his Supreme Bloodline could not achieve that level. Therefore, while Mo He Huang might be an Imperial Son, the advantage granted by his bloodline power likely wasn't much greater than the First Emperor Bloodline within Ying Bu Bai's own body. In some respects, the First Emperor Bloodline power might even surpass it.
The Quasi-Monarch battle erupted once more. As expected, even an Imperial Son found it difficult to gain much of an upper hand. After all, by the Quasi-Monarch stage, one could almost be considered a Great Perfection Supreme Heaven's Pride, having long since used successive God King tribulations to mend the inherent imperfections in one's Heavenly Dao, achieving natural perfection. Furthermore, Ying Bu Bai hailed from the First Emperor Clan. Who was the First Emperor? The peerless sovereign of a thousand ages, a colossus from antiquity, a supreme, taboo-level figure who dared to lead the Ten Great Supremes to seal the Chaos Burial Ground in his time. His orthodox imperial clan was naturally extraordinary.
Ying Bu Bai's entire body shone with unparalleled Sovereign Dao radiance. Having cultivated the First Emperor Scripture, he resembled the First Emperor reborn in his youth, overwhelmingly powerful. He even forced his opponent, the alien Imperial Son, to cough blood multiple times.
"The imperial clan of the peerless sovereign of a thousand ages is indeed extraordinary!" Even the Imperial Sons and Daughters among the alien Heaven's Pride had to admit that an imperial clan like the First Emperor Clan, a colossus from antiquity, was truly terrifying. Though seemingly the same as other imperial clans, itsheritage / foundation far surpassed that of ordinary Supreme Imperial Clans or Immortal Clans by an immeasurable degree.
Of course, Mo He Huang was also immensely powerful. As an Imperial Son who had cultivated to the Quasi-Monarch level, possessing the complete inheritance of the Earth Emperor Dao, he now unleashed Imperial Divine Abilities. He fought fiercely, causing Ying Bu Bai to cough great mouthfuls of blood, his body riddled with wounds and cracks like a piece of porcelain.
The clash between these two young Quasi-Monarchs surpassed the previous battles. Infinite light and splendor filled heaven and earth, illuminating the myriad heavens. With every move, they shattered mountains and rivers spanning hundreds of thousands of li, sinking vast stretches of land. Even though the ground of the battlefield was incredibly hard, having long endured the terrifying Dao laws of powerful beings from the two Chaos Ancient Universes, even baptized by the principles of Monarchs and Emperors, and now tempered and fused within the earth, it still showed signs of cracking and collapse.
Boom—
The earth shook violently as the two young Quasi-Monarchs collided and separated, each paying a price, blood spraying from both.
A fist-sized wound, pierced clean through, appeared on Ying Bu Bai's abdomen, blood gushing forth. Mo He Huang fared little better. Though he immediately deployed the Maha Boundless Wall to block, Ying Bu Bai's Imperial Divine Ability still struck his shoulder, shattering it completely and dyeing the sky with blood.
Of course, such injuries were no issue for two young Quasi-Monarchs; they could be repaired swiftly.
"The Great Wall of Ten Thousand Ancient Times still stands today!"
With a resonant shout, Ying Bu Bai unleashed an Imperial Divine Ability recorded in the First Emperor Scripture. Created by the First Emperor himself, it was utterly fearsome. A Great Wall tens of thousands of li long materialized above his head, stretching for millions upon millions of li, vast and boundless as if the real Great Wall had appeared, capable of suppressing the myriad heavens across the ages. He lifted it aloft and hurled it at the alien Imperial Son, blasting apart heaven and earth.
The alien Imperial Son roared in fury, unleashing a supreme taboo divine ability as if the Emperor Father himself had been reborn. His aura surged explosively to its peak in an instant, and he clashed furiously with Ying Bu Bai, their battle shaking the heavens and throwing the earth into chaos!
Boom—
In the terrifying collision, both sides sustained severe injuries.
At that moment, the Emperor Bloodline within the alien Imperial Son's body suddenly boiled and awakened. His aura instantly grew much stronger, actually suppressing Ying Bu Bai.
"Not good! An Imperial Son's bloodline is a pure and flawless Supreme Bloodline, different from other imperial clan bloodlines. It remains terrifying even at the Quasi-Monarch level!" someone on the Emperor's Pass exclaimed in alarm.
The perfect awakening of the Supreme Bloodline directly repaired his injuries. Simultaneously, Mo He Huang's aura clearly surpassed Ying Bu Bai's by a notch.
"Die!"
The alien Imperial Son roared like a peerless demon star hurtling forward. Various Imperial Divine Abilities manifested simultaneously, swirling around him as he struck with thunderous force.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!—
In the violent collisions, he directly shattered and blasted apart Ying Bu Bai, bursting forth from the latter's pulverized flesh, blood, form, and spirit to claim final victory. Furthermore, his body transformed into a furnace, enveloping Ying Bu Bai's shattered flesh, blood, and soul. Dark demonic flames blazed fiercely, transforming into surging, mighty power that repaired his own body completely, his aura stronger than ever before.
On the Emperor's Pass, the human powerhouses fell into silence, thick with grief and indignation.
Ying Bu Bai had been defeated!
A human Quasi-Monarch Heaven's Pride had fallen!
And they were powerless to intervene.
Only by reaching the Quasi-Monarch level could one barely use successive God King tribulations to mend one's own Dao, yet imperfections remained. Perhaps they could truly fight, but the final outcome was almost certainly inevitable defeat.
"Is our human race truly incapable of defeating these aliens?"
On the Emperor's Pass, despair gripped the human Heaven's Pride. Even the other few human Quasi-Monarch Heaven's Pride fell silent. In terms of cultivation, they were little different from Ying Bu Bai, their realms and levels nearly identical. If even Ying Bu Bai had been slain, how could they fight?
"Incapable of victory?"
Suddenly, a clear, resonant voice abruptly appeared, echoing across the Emperor's Pass.
Looking back, they saw a tall, straight-backed figure who had appeared at some unknown time. His black hair cascaded like a waterfall, his bearing heroic and peerless, so extraordinarily handsome that calling him divinely elegant like jade was insufficient. He possessed a special charm, perfect and flawless. He seemed to represent the ultimate perfection of heaven and earth, flawless and without blemish, a Great Perfection of the cosmos.
At first glance, this person felt vaguely familiar, yet different from anyone they recognized. The key was that special aura—so complete, so flawless, so immortal, as if he were the most perfect being in all creation.
Before anyone could react, this person drifted down onto the Chaos Sea battlefield, standing alone before the host of alien Heaven's Pride, neither sorrowful nor joyful. "I heard you alien Heaven's Pride are quite arrogant, boasting that our human race has no one worthy, that we are nothing special."
The alien army looked at him with a strange feeling. He seemed utterly perfect, yet they did not know his origins. Hearing his words, they replied, "Correct. In our view, the human race is nothing special. Do you also wish to fight?"
The newcomer nodded faintly. "I wish to fight."
"I'll fight you!" The speaker was none other than Mo He Huang, who had just defeated Ying Bu Bai, his fighting spirit blazing as he sought to sweep away all human Heaven's Pride.
"You?" The perfect man shook his head. "You are not worthy. You are no match for me."