Chapter 1100: False Unity of Heaven and Man

“It’s truly spectacular.”
At the main hall of Jinxiu Heshan, Ji Feng and his group stood atop the high courtyard walls. In the distance, they saw a winding giant flame dragon come to a halt about a mile away before spreading rapidly in all directions, quickly turning into an overwhelming sea of fire—a sight truly magnificent.
Yet the main hall of Jinxiu Heshan was no less impressive. Inside and around it, 120,000 soldiers were already gathered. Protected by the tall courtyard walls, the defenses were impenetrable. Everyone held their breath, ready for battle, like a military fortress in a state of war, flawlessly prepared.
Countless eyes stared in the same direction—outside the main hall!
Tens of feet tall, with flagpoles bearing two enormous flags…
The flagpoles stood tall and proud. The figure at their top stood motionless before the sea of fire, calm and resolute, exuding the aura of a peerless master unafraid of any army.
Happy!
The leader of Jinxiu Heshan!
Also the spiritual leader and pillar of all its disciples!
As the only swordsman to defeat—or even kill—the Evil Emperor, Happy was already recognized as the greatest swordsman in the Central Plains!
A man with a legendary past, one who had hovered between life and death every day, rising to the top through countless battles.
Now!
A man who tried to turn the tide with his own strength and wisdom, sparing no expense to stop the Wild Wolf Organization from taking control of the Central Plains!
Though the people of Jinxiu Heshan never said it…
Though countless martial artists in the Central Plains never spoke of it…
Everyone knew full well the significance of this battle for the martial world of the Central Plains, and understood the immense responsibility and mission resting on the shoulders of the man symbolized by those flagpoles as the greatest swordsman there.
It was because of this man that Jinxiu Heshan had 700,000 disciples—700,000 passionate warriors!
At this moment…
An Emperor stood not far behind Happy, clad in a purple-black brocade robe, still proud and unrestrained, radiating icy coldness and the sharpness of a sword.
The Emperor’s gaze was calm.
Not even he had expected Happy to reach such a level.
A man standing before him, facing the Evil Emperor head-on and even killing him—Happy’s strength had unknowingly surpassed his own.
Yet just half a month ago, he had still wondered if Happy had the strength to join forces with him to fight against the Evil Emperor…
It was a strange feeling!

But even he had to admit that joining Jinxiu Heshan as the deputy head was also because he wanted to get closer to Kai Xin, to understand him better—to know what kind of person he was and how he had reached his current strength, to the point where he could boldly challenge rules that ordinary players dared not touch, even right under the emperor’s nose in the capital. Before the battle, the First Emperor specifically went to Kai Xin to ask about his doubts. But Kai Xin’s reply was calm and simple: “It’s pure gambling. If the capital’s top experts at the Tianren Heyi level were sent, I would die. Now I’ve won the bet…” “…Gambling?” If that was the case, then according to Bai Xiaosheng’s exploration of Kai Xin yesterday—how he escaped from the Evil King who had reached the Tianren Heyi level and seemed to have seized a great opportunity—wasn’t that also gambling? No one could be that lucky! In the end, the First Emperor failed to come up with a judgment on Kai Xin. But this time… it seemed the time had come to spin the wheel again. Who would win? The First Emperor waited with interest. …It took 400,000 troops from Yipin Tang a full ten minutes to finally form their formation and encircle Jinxiu Heshan from all sides. The roaring torches added to the intense and urgent atmosphere! Kai Xin’s vision must be the best among hundreds of thousands of people! From afar, he saw a familiar figure stepping out of the crowd… The Evil Emperor! Under the light of the torches, the Evil Emperor walked calmly and steadily, yet his powerful stride and mysterious rhythm matched the laws of nature. In an instant, the world fell silent! The flames and wind sounds around vanished! And the Evil Emperor himself, having walked less than fifty meters, seemed to blend into the world around him—vague and indistinct, hard to see clearly, extremely mysterious. Noticing this, Kai Xin’s heart trembled slightly, and his gaze instinctively narrowed: What an Evil Emperor! Using the “Daofa of Planting Demons in the Heart,” he had even imitated an aura close to Tianren Heyi level, blending himself into the world during battle… His spiritual perception lost its effect at that moment. “Truly one of the four great mystical books of the martial world…” Staring down at the increasingly blurred figure of the Evil Emperor walking slowly, Kai Xin couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. This time, the Evil Emperor’s strength had increased significantly, his spiritual perception was ineffective, and his chances of winning were even lower. It was difficult to keep up with the Evil Emperor’s movements and speed with the naked eye; he could only roughly track his moves by listening to the wind. Trouble… Kai Xin smiled bitterly. But still.

To outsiders, Kai Xin stood motionless atop the flagpole, majestic and immovable, mysterious and enigmatic, seemingly unbothered by the approaching Evil Emperor, as proud and confident as ever!
The distance was too great…
From here, it was impossible to sense any changes in the Evil Emperor. All that could be felt was one emperor and one man!
When the latter realized the Evil Emperor had fully merged with the mysteries of heaven and earth, his expression changed, and he involuntarily thought of the battle from a year ago.
On the city walls, although the Evil Emperor could merge with heaven and earth at that time, his understanding of such power and realm was not yet pure. He could only deliver a spiritual shock when stationary, unlike now—where he merged with heaven and earth with each step, his mental pressure growing stronger, even exerting more insidious and powerful effects—severing spiritual perception!
“Damn it…”
As the peerless master whose strength was closest to that of Kai Xin and the Evil Emperor, the One Emperor immediately realized the severe challenge Kai Xin faced. Frowning, he silently moved his lips and transmitted a message:
“Kai Xin, after the Evil Emperor’s ‘Sowing Demons in the Heart of the Dao’ realm improved, he has gained even stronger abilities. I’m afraid his move to shatter space has also become far more powerful. What do you think? How about we attack together? After all, you’re still only at the Liberation Realm. If we work together, no one outside can say anything.”
“No need. My true vital energy field can hold out for a while. We’ll think about it when I really can’t hold on any longer.”
Kai Xin firmly declined the One Emperor’s proposal without hesitation.
Although the Evil Emperor’s strength had improved astonishingly, Kai Xin still had two trump cards unknown to him…
Even those who had reached the true realm of unity with heaven and earth couldn’t do anything to him. The Evil Emperor, who only replicated the aura of that realm, had no chance of defeating him in a short time—it was nothing but delusion.
Moreover, Kai Xin had another concern…
The battle outside the capital, where the Evil Emperor died quickly at his hands, had ignited hope among countless cultivators in the Central Plains. Even if he lost, he couldn’t lose in such a humiliating way. Teaming up with the One Emperor would mean admitting he was inferior to the Evil Emperor!
“…”
Understanding Kai Xin’s concerns, the One Emperor said nothing more.
By now, the Evil Emperor had stepped within a hundred meters of Kai Xin!
Looking at Kai Xin, who remained calm and aloof, a hint of displeasure curled at the Evil Emperor’s lips:
Boom!
A powerful mental pressure condensed in the air, and without any warning, the flagpole beneath Kai Xin shattered violently! Amid the deafening noise, the flagpole turned into countless sharp arrows, shooting toward the proud figure standing in the air.

From all directions, hundreds of thousands of people saw the moment of joy on the flagpole fall into peril from afar, and they all held their breath simultaneously.
No one expected the duel between these two supreme masters to erupt silently, with the Evil Emperor’s moves being inscrutable and impossible to predict.
High in the air, Joy, now without any support, found herself in danger!
But then—
In that critical moment, Joy stepped onto a flying wooden thorn as if stepping onto a platform to gaze at the moon, effortlessly rising over ten meters and leaving countless thorns behind her.
From start to finish, Joy remained calm under pressure, with her hands behind her back and her robes fluttering. Even as she fell from great heights, she did so with elegance and grace, exuding an indescribable composure!
“…”
Seeing this, the Evil Emperor’s expression darkened slightly.
He had intended to break the flagpole to embarrass Joy and strike a blow to her morale, but unexpectedly, she still managed to stay true to herself despite his intimidating presence.
Roars and cheers erupted within the Grand Hall of Splendid Lands. Undoubtedly, Joy’s graceful demeanor conveyed a sense of utmost confidence and comfort. Instead of weakening her morale, it only boosted the spirits of all her disciples.
“It’s been a week—your moves have become much more fancy,” the Evil Emperor said as his figure merged back into the world around him. “They’re getting better and better.”
Joy naturally detected the disdain and mockery in his words, but her face remained smiling. “I’m just at the Liberation Realm—of course, I can’t compare to you, the Evil Emperor. Your tactics are deceitful, and you attack without warning. It seems life in the prisons of Central Plains isn’t easy. I can understand your feelings.”
“Sharp-tongued, but let’s see real skill!”
The Evil Emperor’s vulnerability was exposed by Joy’s words, causing his pupils to narrow. He realized it was unwise to argue with her verbally.
As soon as his words faded, Joy felt a dizzying sensation, her senses suddenly sharpening:
The Evil Emperor had moved!
Indeed, losing his spiritual lock was disastrous. Once the Evil Emperor merged back into the world, Joy lost her target. Trying to track his movements with the naked eye was extremely difficult.
But Joy wasn’t in a hurry to chase after him. Instead, she stood still, closed her eyes, and silently activated the “Immortal Body,” enveloping herself in a field of true energy.
When without a target, any move could expose more weaknesses. Listening to the wind to determine direction and using consistency to deal with change was the best strategy.
However, the Evil Emperor did not launch his most fierce attack right away.

Because Happy’s reaction was extremely calm and unusual, the weapon in his hands wasn’t that oppressive dark iron greatsword! It was a Golden Scaled Divine Sword, much slimmer and lighter, which, in Happy’s hands, constantly emitted invisible ripples…