Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Final Battle

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Mo Si and the others were utterly stunned. Lin Lei already possessed strength comparable to the Great Perfection stage, yet he still could not defeat Qian Kun. Could it be that Qian Kun’s power surpassed even that of the high-ranking gods at the Great Perfection? How was that possible?

Even Lin Lei, though slightly injured, stared incredulously at Qian Kun. “Brother Qian Kun, your strength…”

Lin Lei could sense that Qian Kun had held back just now; otherwise, that palm strike to his head, if delivered with full force, would have been lethal.

If Qian Kun could kill Lin Lei, then with his strength, he could easily slay other high-ranking Great Perfection gods. It was commonly accepted that among Great Perfection cultivators, none could easily overcome another. Yet here was Qian Kun, an anomaly defying all logic. Especially his command over space—it resembled the profound spatial manipulation of the Wind Elemental Law’s wind space mystery. But Lin Lei keenly sensed this was no ordinary wind space technique; it seemed even more intricate and subtle.

While the Great Perfection stage granted some control over the surrounding space, Qian Kun’s mastery was obviously far greater. Bound as he was, even a Great Perfection cultivator could not break free and was utterly at Qian Kun’s mercy. Such a technique was terrifying! Was it a divine innate ability? Lin Lei couldn’t understand.

“Qian Kun, have you reached the Great Perfection?” Qing Huo could not help but fly over, looking at Qian Kun seriously and asking.

Qian Kun glanced at Qing Huo and shook his head with a smile. “No, I haven’t reached Great Perfection. It’s just that after decades of sudden insight, I developed a special understanding of the four mysteries of earth, wind, water, and fire, which granted me these current abilities.”

“The ability you speak of is controlling space?” Qing Huo asked in confusion.

“Yes, a minor technique, just a bit stronger than the wind space of the Wind Elemental Law,” Qian Kun replied with a faint smile, nonchalantly.

Beibei immediately muttered, “A bit stronger? It can even restrain a Great Perfection cultivator. This technique… it’s defying the heavens, far more powerful than my innate divine ability, Devourer God!”

“To my knowledge, among the Four Divine Beasts, the White Tiger’s innate divine ability is to stagnate space, and its binding power is formidable. But I suspect even White Tiger’s ability is nowhere near this strong before it becomes a main god,” Lei Si Jing couldn’t help but comment. “How could such a technique be comprehended? This isn’t a Law mystery.”

Qian Kun chuckled lightly. “It was a coincidence, a moment of sudden enlightenment. As for comprehension, it’s hard to explain.”

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“But this enlightenment is a leap to the heavens, surpassing Great Perfection!” Qing Huo sighed and shook his head. He had endured great hardship and long years to gradually fuse the six mysteries of the Fire Elemental Law to reach Great Perfection, believing it was enough to be proud. Yet Lin Lei was one thing, but Qian Kun, who had cultivated for a much shorter time, kept astonishing everyone with his monstrous talent. It was as if nothing was impossible for him. Perhaps if one day someone told Qing Huo that Qian Kun had become a main god through his own cultivation, he might even believe it.

With Lin Lei now possessing Great Perfection strength, Qing Huo was completely at ease and soon parted ways with Qian Kun and the others.

Qian Kun, accompanied by Mo Si and Gaia, also departed afterward. Their golden badges were still insufficient; they needed to hunt down more enemy commanders.

Time passed, and with each strike from Qian Kun, more and more commanders from the Bright Divine Realm fell. His strength gradually became known to the powerful beings in the dimensional battlefield. Everyone marveled—a new Great Perfection cultivator was born. Because of Qian Kun’s ruthless slaughter, the commanders of the Bright Divine Realm became too afraid to show themselves, and the entire battlefield grew colder and quieter.

This left Qian Kun somewhat frustrated. These cowards hiding away left him helpless; he would have to wait for the final decisive battle to find ways to kill several commanders of the Bright Divine Realm.

Though Qian Kun’s primordial spirit was powerful and his divine perception far exceeded Great Perfection cultivators, capable of effortlessly covering the entire dimensional battlefield with a thought and easily locating those hiding Bright Divine Realm commanders, storming their lairs repeatedly would raise suspicion. After all, even Great Perfection cultivators had difficulty finding others in the battlefield. Drawing the curiosity and suspicion of main gods would ultimately cause trouble.

Since he decided to act only at the final battle, Qian Kun, Mo Si, and Gaia secluded themselves to cultivate, preparing to arrive at the decisive battlefield when the time came.

In their seclusion and cultivation, Qian Kun’s greatest joy was engaging in the “creation exercise” with Gaia. Gaia was a cold and proud woman, and such women, once conquered, were most obedient. Having chosen to accept Qian Kun, Gaia naturally did not reject their intimate relations. Moreover, during this so-called “dual cultivation,” through the intimate mingling of souls, Qian Kun could transmit his insights into the fusion of the Water Elemental Law mysteries directly into Gaia’s mind, accelerating her comprehension in a short time.

What moved Gaia most was Qian Kun’s space control technique. Although she lacked willpower and divine might, Qian Kun’s forceful instruction made her experience the most fundamental mysteries of earth, wind, water, and fire. Gradually, she grasped a simplified version of spatial control—not as powerful as Qian Kun’s mastery, but far stronger than the White Tiger clan’s innate divine ability.

With this ability, it was as if she gained another innate divine power. Combined with her enhanced fusion comprehension, Gaia’s strength soared, quietly reaching the pinnacle ranks among the Asura. Yet beyond this, further improvement was nearly impossible.

Even so, Gaia was delighted. Her strength had once reached a bottleneck with little room to grow. Without her defensive main divine artifact, she would rank at the bottom among the Asura. Now, she was undoubtedly the top among the Four Divine Beast clans—or rather, the second strongest, since Lin Lei was comparable to a high-ranking Great Perfection god!

Unconsciously, the thousand-year period of warfare in the dimensional battlefield was nearing its end. One or two months before the final battle, Qian Kun, Gaia, and Mo Si finally left their secluded place, ready to participate in the decisive war.

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When the three returned to the Dark Divine Realm faction, it caused quite a stir. Many commanders of the Dark Divine Realm came to meet Qian Kun, hoping to establish connections. A Great Perfection cultivator, wherever he went, was the center of attention.

Slightly annoyed by this, Qian Kun simply took Gaia back to the barracks specially arranged for him and secluded himself, focusing on cultivation.

The final battle soon commenced. The grand scene was like a sea of people, with countless high-ranking gods’ armies clashing fiercely and many upper gods falling—truly breathtaking. Yet Qian Kun, accompanied by Gaia, strolled leisurely through the battlefield, seeking targets.

With Qian Kun’s strength, though the Bright Divine Realm commanders fled swiftly, he quickly killed four targets, collecting ten golden badges. After that, unless some reckless Bright Divine Realm upper god provoked him, Qian Kun would refrain from further attacks. After all, with his power, attacking those commanders was somewhat bullying.

The battle continued, and soon Qian Kun and Gaia noticed a great commotion. A fierce clash had erupted between Lin Lei and Magnus.

The duel between these two Great Perfection cultivators was spectacular and shocking, as expected. Especially when Lin Lei unleashed his innate divine ability, Dragon’s Roar, banishing Magnus into the spatial turbulence, leaving everyone speechless.

“Lin Lei is truly powerful!” Gaia exclaimed in amazement, her heart swelling with pride. After all, Lin Lei was a scion of the Azure Dragon clan!

Watching the dazzling Lin Lei with a smile, Qian Kun silently thought, “It’s time to leave the dimensional battlefield.”