Emperor’s Domination

“Clank!” The unsheathing was purposeful and orderly.

His sword’s name was Truth, meaning one was looking at anima instead of a physical blade.

As Zhan Sansheng’s disciple for three lifetimes, Weizhen could have asked for an immortal artifact. In fact, Sansheng would have crafted one just for him.

However, Weizhen chose to craft his own starting from the time of his debut. He never changed it despite becoming an overlord. Because of this, his sword was an integral part of his body, fused with his dao and anima.

Because of this, the sword became a perfect vessel for his power. The result could be more potent than if he were using an immortal artifact. It represented his tenets perfectly – stability.

Spectators found Truth to still be unfathomable in its dormant state.

“Brother, please give me pointers.” Weizhen said, unmoved by the torrential flow of time.

“Very well, try this then!” Black raised his voice and leaped closer. Each step issued a flood of space and time.

He turned into a black abyss made from laws and dao runes. However, his abyss didn’t devour like many others. It resembled the source of the world and unleashed its powers for all to see. Three Immortals suffered earthquakes once again.

The real attack included the abyss itself, dragging the stars with it.

“Darkness Immortal Suppression!” He roared and changed it into a seal against the opponent.

Weizhen didn’t move and grasped his sword tightly, easily dispelling the shockwaves. Now it was time for the seal.

“Boom!” The seal broke through his overlord domain, forcing him to make a move.

“Heaven reached, anima.” Weizhen chanted softly, condensing the dao from countless years for a single thrust.

This thrust could reach the heaven itself, breaking Black’s seal – a testament to his swordsmanship. It continued in an attempt to pierce the opponent’s throat.

“Not bad!” Black took out Firebringer Hatchet and swung it at the thrust. Its flash brightened the black hole before going straight at Weizhen.

The fiery slash could cut through Weizhen’s past, present, and future. He was particularly vulnerable as an infant, so how could he stop it?

“The truth, now!” He stopped time by creating a barrier, preventing the slash from reaching his past self.

“Boom!” The two suddenly disappeared, seemingly taking the fight back to the past.

Spectators became slack-jawed. Even primal ancestors and heaven-slayers could only see remnant figures, unable to trace them back to a point on the river of time. Overlords were more powerful than their imagination.

Meanwhile, the cosmic avatar and Poye’s shadow devastated the area around them.

“Creak.” Suddenly, the gate of Life and Death Heaven slowly opened.