Unrivaled Comprehension: From Mortal to Immortal King

"Alright, give it a try. If you can't hold them off, I'll have Sword God Di Liu assist you. Our only goal is to hold the line."

Scholar Hua Pi gazed at Lin Jiufeng, his deep eyes carrying a mysterious allure, as if they could pierce into the depths of one's soul. In that instant, he saw the terrifying power hidden within Lin Jiufeng's body.

Lin Jiufeng showed no fear. He met Scholar Hua Pi's gaze head-on, his energy surging within him, producing a low, grinding sound—an indication of extreme power being compressed to its limit. Once unleashed, it would shake the heavens and earth.

"I will give it my all," Lin Jiufeng declared solemnly. He made no empty promises, but he would fight to the very last breath.

Scholar Hua Pi laughed heartily, satisfied with Lin Jiufeng's resolve. Then, without hesitation, he took a step forward.

Boom!

In that instant, the refined and scholarly Hua Pi erupted with an overwhelming aura, surging straight into the sky. He stood like a celestial deity, his mere presence causing the land to tremble. A single step from him sent ripples through the world.

The next moment, behind him, the collapsing void transformed into a massive painting—an ethereal scroll unfurling in midair, wrapping around him.

Rustle—

The void trembled, producing a mighty sound that echoed across the universe. The painting expanded, covering the entire sky, its vast presence enveloping the elite warriors of the Thirteen Allied Clans.

At that moment, Scholar Hua Pi became one with the painting, his aura unmatched as he gazed down upon all beings.

"Why don't you all step into my painting for a chat?"

As his words fell, the void-painting radiated divine light, engulfing the top experts of the Thirteen Clans.

Scholar Hua Pi had made his move, cutting off the most formidable figures from interfering in the battle below.

His actions left the Thirteen Clan elites both shocked and enraged.

"How bold! Do you think you can take us all on by yourself?"

"If you insist on throwing your life away, then today shall mark the end of both you and the human race!"

"I've heard of your so-called 'Heaven and Earth as a Canvas' technique, but today, I shall break this myth once and for all!"

A series of furious voices echoed from within the painting.

At that moment, the mysterious figure from the black war chariot finally stepped forward. Shrouded in swirling darkness, his presence exuded an unrivaled might. His golden eyes gleamed like celestial flames, sending chills down the spines of those who looked upon them.

Who was this being?

Even among the supreme experts, none dared to stand too close to him, fearing his wrath.

Weaker cultivators couldn't even bear to meet his gaze—one look, and their souls wavered, their very essence threatening to collapse into oblivion.

"Thirteen branches of the Ancient Royal Clan… Which one do you belong to?" Scholar Hua Pi asked calmly, his eyes locking onto the shadowy figure.

"Ancient Royal Clan, Thirteen Branches—Purple Azure Ancestor King!"

The shadowy figure's voice was cold and commanding, reverberating through the battlefield like a divine decree.

The next instant, he exhaled a single breath, and from it emerged a blinding energy beam, slicing through the void-painting toward Scholar Hua Pi.

The attack was devastating, shaking the entire space, sending shockwaves through the heavens and earth. Even the falling snow was obliterated, replaced by the golden chains of divine law—a manifestation of ultimate power.

"Purple Azure Ancestor King… Your name was already known five thousand years ago. Back then, I had just arrived at the Dimensional Battlefield, and your reputation preceded you. I had always wanted to challenge you."

Scholar Hua Pi remained unfazed. Instead, a flicker of excitement crossed his face. He casually sketched a few strokes in the void, conjuring an intricate divine sigil. The sigil surged forward, colliding with the incoming beam.

Boom!

The two forces clashed, unleashing a destructive ripple that spread across the void-painting.

The painting trembled under the pressure. Just as the onlookers believed it was about to collapse, another layer of the void-painting emerged, seamlessly replacing the previous one.

One painting within another.

At that moment, Scholar Hua Pi's true power was revealed.

"Attack together!" the Purple Azure Ancestor King roared.

Though he had momentarily fought Hua Pi to a standstill, he knew it was only because the scholar was dividing his attention to maintain the painting's seal.

Scholar Hua Pi was too dangerous.

Hearing the command, the other elite warriors wasted no time. They unleashed their most powerful techniques—beams of divine energy, ancient spells, and even their treasured artifacts.

For an instant, the void-painting was flooded with a dazzling radiance, each beam of light carrying a destructive force.

Scholar Hua Pi's expression remained composed. He spread his fingers, and five divine lights shot from his fingertips, painting new strokes in the void.

Each stroke birthed a new reality—one conjured an ancient lightning tribulation, a cataclysmic bolt descending upon the battlefield.

Another stroke materialized a primordial battle technique, summoning a spectral warrior who unleashed an apocalyptic strike.

Everything Scholar Hua Pi painted came to life.

He fought with his art, wielding brushstrokes as weapons, inscribing history upon the battlefield with every stroke.

Though he held his ground, the pressure was immense. The combined might of thirteen supreme experts bore down upon him.

The warriors of the Thirteen Clans attacked relentlessly, certain that sooner or later, Scholar Hua Pi would crumble.

But just as the battle reached a critical point, a piercing sword light suddenly illuminated the void.

The sword gleamed like a divine star, its brilliance cutting through the darkness, streaking straight toward the Purple Azure Ancestor King.

His expression darkened. He knew this strike was no ordinary attack—it carried a terrifyingly pure sword intent.

"Taigu Myriad Transformation Art!"

The Purple Azure Ancestor King bellowed, his left hand forming ripples in the void, dispersing time and space itself, attempting to dissolve the sword energy.

Clang!

Yet the very next moment, another sword strike came from behind him, even more fearsome than the last.

The Purple Azure Ancestor King's expression shifted. "Sword God Di Liu… You've reached this level?"

"I have not broken through yet," Di Liu replied coldly, "but I am willing to burn my soul if it means dragging you down with me!"

His words sent a chill through the warriors of the Thirteen Clans.

No one wanted to trade lives with a sword master capable of such suicidal determination.

The Purple Azure Ancestor King didn't hesitate. He swiftly distanced himself, unwilling to engage in a reckless life-or-death duel.

Seeing this, Di Liu didn't pursue him. Instead, he turned his attention to the other elite warriors, adopting the same suicidal stance.

One by one, the Thirteen Clan warriors withdrew, not willing to risk their lives.

Scholar Hua Pi's pressure immediately lessened, and for the first time, he seized the advantage.

The warriors of the Thirteen Clans were both enraged and wary.

"You only have two human experts, and we've already stalled them. Why are you still standing around? Attack the Four Symbols Defensive Array!"

With that command, the Thirteen Clan army surged forward.

High in the sky, within the void-painting, Scholar Hua Pi and Sword God Di Liu exchanged a glance, their expressions tense.

They had successfully held back the supreme experts—but could Lin Jiufeng withstand the full might of the Thirteen Clans' army?