Ch. 815 - What A Spectacle This Is!

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the deep pit.

As the dust slowly settled, a hand appeared at the edge of the pit, and someone crawled out.

Xu Zimo slowly climbed out of the deep pit.

Apart from being covered in a bit of dust, he didn’t appear to have suffered any injuries.

Gong Yun'er’s gaze grew increasingly heavy.

“Now this is interesting,” Xu Zimo smiled.

The Heaven-Shattering Force within him spread out, and the Power Vortex inside him began spinning wildly.

Whether it was the vortex of his physical body or that of his soul, both were being drawn in.

The phantom of a Heaven-Shattering Giant slowly formed behind him.

Seeing this, the crowd below began to stir again.

Baili Xiao’s eyes flickered, lost in thought.

“What is that?” someone asked. “Is that Holy Son Xu’s True Fate?”

“I don’t know. It kind of looks like it,” someone replied, shaking their head.

The Heaven-Shattering Giant roared toward the sky with an awe-inspiring might, shattering the void with its roar.

Xu Zimo stepped back with his right foot into a diving stance and charged directly at Gong Yun'er.

Heaven-Shattering Force surged from his right fist, crashing into Gong Yun'er’s starlight with overwhelming force.

The two weren’t on the same level at all, his punch was like smashing dry weeds, sending Gong Yun'er flying.

Xu Zimo didn’t give her a chance to breathe. He closed in again, Heaven-Shattering Force surging around him.

There was no technique, just raw power at its peak.

Each punch carried the force to tear apart the void.

Gong Yun'er was beaten without being able to retaliate, thrown across the ground several times before she barely stabilized herself.

She raised her head slightly, tied her bangs back behind her head, not bothering with her now disheveled purple robe.

“Since my debut until now, you’re the strongest peer I’ve ever met, bar none,” Gong Yun'er said solemnly.

“Compared to you, the men of our Otherworldly Zenith Palace are nothing.”

“What are you trying to say?” Xu Zimo asked.

“You’re the first peer who’s ever seen all eight of my stars,” Gong Yun'er replied.

The star chart behind her began to rotate again, exuding an ancient aura, like the turning gears of fate, unstoppable by any force.

“World Overseer,” Gong Yun'er slowly called out the name of the final star.

In the southeast corner, that star slowly lit up.

World Overseer resided in the darkest part of the sky but was the brightest star of all.

It was extremely eye-catching, wherever it appeared, it outshone everything.

As the World Overseer star manifested, the entire star chart began to shake.

Starlight glittered within it, and even the previously darkened sky began to rumble with thunder.

If the original star chart had seven stars acting independently, scattered and uncoordinated,

Then with the arrival of World Overseer, all eight stars now seemed to be connected by some mysterious link.

The entire star chart was now united.

Starlight formed a great path between the stars, and the brilliance now was tens of times greater than before.

With World Overseer and without it, they were two different worlds. A heaven-and-earth difference.

It was like a button that fastened the entire star chart together. Gong Yun'er’s aura surged violently.

And the surge wasn’t stopping.

“She can’t handle that power,” someone below immediately noticed.

Though Gong Yun'er was already strong, the power brought by the completed star chart was overwhelming.

Endless starlight poured into her body, turning a once-small stream into a vast ocean.

The tidal waves howled and crashed, her body simply couldn’t handle it.

At this rate, even without Xu Zimo doing anything, she’d explode and die from the overload.

“She’s gone mad,” someone said in shock.

“This True Fate is incredibly powerful, but she can’t control it yet.”

“What is she trying to do?”

The crowd was full of speculation. Gong Yun'er’s face was starting to distort under the pressure of the starlight.

“Interesting,” Xu Zimo said, stroking his chin and observing.

“I don’t accept defeat. No one can beat me,” Gong Yun'er said flatly.

It was clear her body was at its limit, yet she remained calm and composed.

Just then, as she was about to be swallowed and consumed by the starlight,

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound.

As if something mysterious had been unlocked.

Within a meter radius around Gong Yun'er, time began to slow down.

It wasn’t time being frozen, but rather drastically slowed.

Her movements appeared much slower, and star patterns began appearing all over her skin.

Her long hair turned deep purple, and her eyes became violet.

This shade of purple wasn’t eerie, it gave off a dreamlike aura.

“That is...” someone below the stage slammed the armrest of their chair and stood up.

In shock, they exclaimed, “One of the Hundred Battle Physiques, the Starry Sky Physique!”

“With the Starry Sky Physique, this kind of starlight power is nothing. No matter how much, she can wield it effortlessly.”

People were stunned. Someone murmured, “She’s perfectly resolved the flaw of the star chart.”

“Don’t you think,” someone else pondered aloud,

“She has the Starry Sky Physique, ranked fifth, but it matches perfectly with her True Fate. It’s the perfect combination, such synergy only makes the Starry Sky Physique even stronger.”

...

Her purple hair fluttered in the cold, whistling wind.

Gong Yun'er slowly raised her head, countless stars surging in her gaze. The starlight moved as naturally as her arms and legs.

Xu Zimo let out a soft laugh.

“What are you laughing at?” Gong Yun'er asked indifferently.

“Some people have the Primordius Physique, seeking the Grand Dao through repeated cycles. Some possess the Soaring Immortal Physique, transcending time and space, yet choose not to fight. Some have the Hundred Weapons Physique, mastering the will of all weapons, aiming to command the world’s armory. And you, with the Starry Sky Physique, constructing a star chart, plucking stars, seizing the power of heaven and earth, becoming the embodiment of the heavens. Each one a once-in-a-century, or even once-in-a-millennium, battle physique, now gathered here at the Martial Heaven Tournament. It’s as if this tournament pulled open the curtain of destiny and built the stage. You’ve all taken the spotlight, born of different times, different origins,” Xu Zimo laughed. “What a spectacle. The world is truly a dazzling place.”

“What are you trying to say?” Gong Yun'er frowned.

“I’m just telling you, and everyone sitting here,” Xu Zimo slowly raised his right hand.

Infernal energy rose into the sky.

“Your battle physiques, your True Fates, your Otherworldly Zenith Palace, your Imperial Lineages... they’re all just trash.”

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