Chapter 1241: Chapter 1240: Mid-heaven Emperor Lord Battles Qilin Immortal

Above Zhongshan County, there was a battle of blood between two Immortals, shattering the void and turning all in their path to nothingness.

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord stood in the midst of a pitch-black vortex, the space near the vortex distorted, and time slowed to a crawl.

Suddenly, a black vortex emerged behind the Qilin Immortal, and one of his arms was viciously torn and devoured, blood streaming down.

The Qilin Immortal’s face was dark and grim as he concentrated his will on the severed limb, which regrew as if by self-healing.

"Hahahahaha, after all those grand claims, Qilin Immortal, is that all the power you possess!"

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord laughed wildly. His Devouring Dao Fruit could swallow anything; even an Immortal Body was consumed entirely by him. If this happened a few more times, even if the Qilin Immortal could regenerate a severed limb, he wouldn’t last long.

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord was not worried about accidentally harming the Reincarnation Dao Fruit Prototype in the belly of the Qilin Immortal. Rather, it would be just right to devour and refine it.

"This much power is enough to deal with you," came the response.

As his words ended, the Qilin Immortal let out a long howl, as if tilting heaven and earth, in the star-studded Ancient Times. Yet, this roar alone could cause the galaxy to dissolve into countless meteors streaking across the universe.

The Buddhist Lion Roar was like an ant shaking a tree in the face of the true Qilin Roar.

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord stamped his foot fiercely, creating ripples in space that collided with the Qilin Roar. The sky shook, the earth sank, and Lu Yang and three others not far away joined hands to withstand the impact of the shockwave.

"Quick, cover your ears!" the Thief King used his Spiritual Sense to urgently remind everyone as he saw the scene unfold.

"Don’t cover your ears; it won’t block it, counter with a soundwave attack!" Lu Yang also used his Spiritual Sense to shout.

All four were somewhat proficient in soundwave attacks, and even though their skills varied, they all knew moves like the Buddhist Lion Roar.

Si Heng God Monarch, Lord Si Shi, the Thief King, three of them mimicked the howls of Demon Beasts, while Lu Yang’s voice stuck out among the four, using the Fairy Shout.

However, his was also the most effective, blocking the majority of the soundwaves that reached them with the Fairy Shout.

It was just that the others gave Lu Yang strange looks.

The winds changed, thunder sliced across the sky, and Zhongshan County was covered by dark clouds, with countless tornadoes spiraling into being, wrapping wind, rain, thunder, and lightning within.

As the only Kirin among heaven and earth, the Qilin Immortal was a favorite of nature, inherently intertwined with natural phenomena. Although his mastery over thunder and lightning wasn’t on par with the Yingtian Immortal, aside from the Yingtian Immortal, no other Immortal’s lightning spells could surpass his.

"As the Emperor who shares a lifespan with heaven and earth, how could thunder and lightning harm me!"

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord stood immovable in the face of the apocalyptic onslaught of thunder and lightning.

The sky reverberated with the deafening boom of thunder, aiming straight for the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord, but the pitch-black vortex devoured the thunder, leaving him unscathed.

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord snapped his fingers, and the dark vortexes spread across the entire space. The newly regrown arm of the Qilin Immortal, along with a leg, was once again swallowed. That was the source of the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord’s confidence—his Devouring Dao Fruit was both offensive and defensive, capable of guarding against Immortal Techniques and devouring Immortal Bodies, leaving his foes powerless.

The Qilin Immortal’s body grew back once more. This was not some magic skill, but a natural self-healing ability he was born with.

"I’d like to see how many times you can heal!"

The dark vortex once again swept in, completely engulfing the Qilin Immortal, distorting space, nullifying any Space Spells there, and twisting time to make the Qilin Immortal’s movements extremely slow.

The previous two times, the Qilin Immortal somehow managed to dodge the vortexes, but this time, he made no move to escape and merely stood there.

"Have you resigned to your fate?" The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord activated his Devouring Dao Fruit, and several vortexes suddenly expanded to fully envelop the Qilin Immortal, the ease of it making the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord wonder if the one standing there was just a Puppet of the Qilin Immortal.

"Emperor, is that all the power you have?"

The Qilin Immortal stood amidst the black vortex, completely unharmed!

"If it were the Yingtian Immortal, dealing with you would indeed be restricting. Unfortunately for you, you’re facing me," the Qilin Immortal commented with a smile.

"The Dao Fruit of the Fittest! You intentionally took the hits the first two times to adapt to my attacks!"

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord instantly realized that the same attacks could no longer injure the Qilin Immortal.

Facing the assault of the Dao Fruit Prototype, the Lord Si Shi could only avoid most of the damage, and couldn’t remain untouched. The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord hadn’t expected that the Qilin Immortal, as a bearer of an Upper Dao Fruit, could so remarkably adapt even to attacks from the Dao Fruit itself.

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord’s face gradually became overcast with shadows, "It seems that to defeat you, I must use different techniques."

"Three Flavored True Fire!"

"Qingtian Prison Suppressing Hand!"

The Hand of Heaven descended from above, ablaze with the mighty Three Flavored True Fire, and the palm was filled with Magic Runes that bore the power to suppress and destroy. A single rune could obliterate all of Zhongshan County. The vast number of runes were clenched within the Hand of Heaven, and their collective force was unimaginable.

The Qingtian Prison Suppressing Hand was a technique the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord had chanced upon in ancient tomes, one that he had never used before, and even The Controller didn’t know he could perform it.

This technique was tremendously powerful and was not inferior to the Buddha Land in Palm.

With a thunderous crash, the Hand of Heaven suppressed the Qilin Immortal, who simply raised a hand without a hint of Mana fluctuation, and caught the formidable punch.

"Three Flavored True Fire and Qingtian Prison Suppressing Hand, huh? You’ve mastered them well. Unfortunately, these techniques are useless against me, as I have already seen them in Ancient Times," the Qilin Immortal retorted nonchalantly.

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord’s face turned ashen. A great many of his techniques originated from Ancient Times, and without anyone to teach him, he had managed to master the essence on his own—a rare talent in the world.

But this also meant that the more he had mastered the essence, the more useless his techniques became against the Qilin Immortal. Most of his repertoire had no effect on his opponent.

"As your senior, I’ve already allowed you three moves. If you have no other techniques, it’s my turn now," the Qilin Immortal confidently declared.

With a shake of his form, the Qilin Immortal transformed into a golden Qilin, stepping on auspicious clouds, rising through the mists, a sight of majestic awe. In Ancient Times, even placing his image on a door could ward off evil and protect the household.

"Do you think I only know ancient techniques?"

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord, always appearing with the air of a senior in the present era, was inwardly prideful. Now the Qilin Immortal was claiming to be his senior, boldly asserting to have given him three moves, which immediately incensed him.

"Taiyi Seven Killings Palm!"

"Liangyi Micro Dust Formation!"

"Creation Heaven Technique!"

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord unleashed three successive Immortal Techniques, each a self-created move powerful enough to establish a sect and serve as the trump cards for those at the Pass Tribulation Peak and at the level of a Semi-Immortal.

The Liangyi Micro Dust Formation trapped the Qilin Immortal, with the Taiyi Seven Killings Palm claiming life with each strike. The seven palms layered over one another were so potent that not even Heaven could save the victim, and the Creation Heaven Technique could prevent the Qilin Immortal from healing his wounds.

"How have I never seen these techniques even once?" Si Heng God Monarch exclaimed in surprise.

As the Mid-heaven Emperor Lord’s confidant, even if the Emperor Lord had kept some techniques from him, it shouldn’t have been so many.

Trapped in the Liangyi Micro Dust Formation, the Qilin Immortal defended while taunting, "Ha, sealed by Wu Yao in the Sun for one hundred thousand years, you really have come up with quite a few tricks."

"Shut up!"

The Mid-heaven Emperor Lord grew furious. The life span of Semi-Immortals was limited, and in order to wait for the Great Era, they had been slumbering throughout the entire Great Yu Dynasty. The fact that Wu Yao had sealed him in the Sun was only known to The Controller.

Little did he expect that the Qilin Immortal had been hiding in Lord Si Shi’s body and witnessed the whole process.