Qin Hao was very good at spatial techniques. Zhongqing had already experienced the Tianyue Sword Formation. That dangerous spear made him break out in a cold sweat. The memory was still fresh in his mind. He dared not underestimate Qin Hao!
Zhongqing's body slowly floated up and sat cross-legged under the Libra. His body emitted the brilliant celestial light of the Great Path. He closed his eyes and used his vision to strengthen his Divine Will. His Psyche Power was like a huge net that gradually covered the entire place.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Qin Hao's sword will had become one with the space. These 80 types of swordsmanship were like invisible thorns that suddenly descended upon Zhongqing. They were only inches away from him. The sword that was right in front of him almost touched his forehead. The sword that was spitting out seemed to have already pierced through him. It was extremely dangerous. Zhongqing's eyes were filled with shock. Zhongqing's eyes were filled with shock.
"Balance, balance."
Zhongqing closed his eyes and ignored everything. He muttered silently and calmly spat out a divine order.
The divine light of the Libra above his head shook and set off layers of rhythms. It was like ripples in the middle of a lake. It seemed slow, but in an instant, it caused all the divine swords to fall into it.
At this moment, Qin Hao's eyes narrowed. The arm that he stretched forward trembled slightly. He actually felt that he had lost contact with the eighty swords. The eighty swords were formed by his sword will. Zhongqing released the will of the Libra and cut off the connection between him and the swords.
"Pierce."
Qin Hao's expression became more and more serious. The light of the Wheel of the Great Path on his body doubled in size. His Seven Meridians Divine Power surged like a raging sea, roaring and surging. His Sword Will was increasing. He tried to continue controlling the 80 Sword Wills, but all of this only made his arm tremble more and more violently. Vaguely, he could hear the sound of bones cracking and twisting.
Crack!
Close to Zhongqing's forehead, the first sword will shattered.
Crack!
The second sword.
The third sword.
The fourth sword …
There was an endless sound of explosions. In a short moment, Zhongqing only shouted two words. The spatial sword will that Qin Hao had painstakingly honed in the Infinite Divine World was completely and cruelly wiped out.
Whoosh!
At this moment, the last sword light flew out from Qin Hao's position. It was the 81st sword.
Transforming his body into a sword was also his strongest sword move. The previous eighty sword moves had all been used to pave the way for this move.
Swoosh.
The sword was unbelievably fast. Even the Great Dao of Space could not measure it. With Qin Hao using the Divine Step Heaven Stomping technique of the Grand Alchemy Clan and his own spatial techniques, the sword was so fast that even he could not evaluate it.
"Balance, balance."
Zhongqing continued to chant silently with his eyes still closed. He stretched out his finger and pointed at Qin Hao. When he raised his arm, Qin Hao, who had transformed himself into a sword, immediately froze in midair. Just like before, the crazily flying sword stopped!
"So strong."
Qin Hao tried to move his body, but he found that it was as if he was tightly bound with ropes. His dao aura was weakening, and that was not all. Zhongqing's fingertip attracted a strand of Divine Light of Libra. Under the light, Qin Hao felt that the divine power in his body was disappearing for no reason.
It was not weakening, but it was really disappearing bit by bit!
What kind of terrifying power was this? What was the true meaning of Libra's dao will?
Qin Hao still couldn't figure out all of this.
However, he was now in an extremely dangerous situation. Under Zhongqing's innate dao will, his acquired dao will was being forcibly taken away by his opponent, who wanted to turn him into a mortal.
"Your strength should be far greater than this. Show me your strongest side. That is the opponent that I want to know and experience the most."
Zhongqing still had his eyes closed as if he was talking to the air. However, everyone knew that he was advising Qin Hao to show his strongest move quickly. Otherwise, it might be too late.
"The divine son of the 98th Heaven is indeed terrifying." Xiao Han's heart, which had just calmed down, was in his throat again. He tightly held his mother's hand.
Yue Yuanyu and Yue Yuanjin's expressions were extremely solemn. They were in the 97th Heaven, so they naturally knew the power of the 98th Heaven. After all, they were the descendants of the Immortal King.
"Young Emperor Qing's innate dao will is amazing."
Lou could feel how terrible the predicament Qin Hao was in just by watching the battle. He asked Zhan Wu, "Foster Father, Jun Mo was killed by Little Uncle. Logically speaking, there is no reason for him to lose to Young Emperor Qing, right?"
"I don't know."
Zhan Wu shook his head. "You know in your heart that dao will reinforce and restrain each other. Even if their bloodlines and cultivations are the same, their strength may not be the same."
Qin Hao could defeat Jun Mo, but he might not defeat Zhongqing. In other words, Zhongqing could trap Qin Hao, but he might not be able to trap Jun Mo.
There were too many factors in a battle.
Hence, this battle was very difficult!
After witnessing Zhongqing's innate power, even Zhan Wu couldn't be sure that Qin Hao could win. So far, this was the first time Zhan Wu felt that he couldn't grasp the situation.
"Is the innate Deity King's bloodline really unsolvable?"
Vivian was worried. For so long, Qin Hao had told her many things. She also knew that Qin Hao's origin was in the Archean Celestial World, and he was also an innate Ancient God Race.
But because of the fall of the Innate Deity King of the Alchemy Venerable Race, as time passed, the members of the Alchemy Venerable Race almost lost their innate power.
In other words, their innate power was hidden in the deepest part of their bloodline and couldn't be awakened.
If Qin Hao could awaken his innate power, he wouldn't be so restrained against Zhongqing.
"En, as expected of the Young Emperor."
"Be a little more serious. Just one move and you've already subdued this arrogant madman."
"I am at the 99th level of the Zhong Hua God Realm, how can an outsider look down on me so easily?"
The white-haired elders of the nine clans commented with great interest. Looking at Qin Hao who was struggling under the Clarity Dao Will, they felt much better in their hearts.
After all, it was extremely humiliating to be defeated by someone in the 98th level of Zhong Hua God Realm.
Fortunately, the 98th level Young Emperor Qing managed to protect the last shred of dignity of the Zhong Hua God Realm.
"Open!"
Qin Hao's eyes widened, he stretched his arms to the sides and the light wheels that were about to be suppressed in his body suddenly burst out.
However, there was a muffled rumble in the void, and it was as if a huge rock had fallen from the sky. The earth trembled, and the divine might that was binding Qin Hao's body was dispersed by him. He actually managed to break free.
Zhongqing's eyes were still closed, his hair fluttered in the wind. He sat under the golden scale and exuded a sacred Dao light. When he noticed that Qin Hao had broken free from the Dao Will, his lips curled up as if he was happy for Qin Hao. After all, he didn't want Qin Hao to lose to him so quickly.
"Huff, huff."
Qin Hao took two deep breaths. Although he was only restrained for a short period of time, it felt as if he had gone through seven days and seven nights of bloody battle. His entire body was exhausted.
"I wasn't sure before, but now I'm sure that Zhongqing is stronger than Jun Mo. At least when he faced me, he was much stronger than Jun Mo."
Qin Hao looked straight at Young Emperor Qing, who was sitting cross-legged. His opponent gave off a strong sense of holiness. He didn't mean to belittle Jun Mo. After all, he had spent a lot of effort and used his strongest Dao Will. He only managed to defeat Jun Mo because his cultivation was ten thousand years higher than Jun Mo's.
If he belittled Jun Mo, Qin Hao would be belittling himself.
However, he felt that Zhongqing's Dao Will restrained him more than Jun Mo's Will of the Monarch.
"Your sword and Space Divine Power don't seem to be effective. Why don't you try other Divine Powers?" Zhongqing said to Qin Hao with a smile. His eyes were still closed.
"Okay."
Qin Hao nodded. He stretched out his right hand and a blood-red Demonic Flame suddenly burned. He threw it at Zhongqing.
When the flame left his hand, it exploded with a boom. It was like a huge burning meteor that smashed towards Zhongqing.
"Balance, balance."
Zhongqing closed his eyes and said. The scale above him lit up slightly. A Divine Will of Dao that seemed to have come from ancient times spread out and enveloped the burning meteor.
Buzz!
The meteor stopped flying and the flames were extinguished. Then, the meteor shattered and turned into sparks that scattered and disappeared.
"God-killing Dao."
Qin Hao's slaughter god energy burst out, and his seven meridians were filled with pitch-black particles, blocking the rest of the god energy, leaving only the slaughter god energy. Qin Hao raised his arm, and a black divine spear as thick as a goose egg appeared in his hand. A jet black light shot out from his hand, piercing towards Zhong Qing.
"Balance, balance."
Zhongqing murmured. A Divine Will came down from the scale and swept forward. It wrapped around the black Divine Spear of Massacre. Just like before, the black divine spear stopped and gradually disintegrated into particles.
"This …."
Qin Hao was stunned. What should he do?
There was no solution!
Sword Dao, Space Dao, Ghost Spirit Curses, Slaughter Dao, and Red Lotus Fire were all ineffective!
As long as Zhongqing said those three words, no matter how strong Qin Hao's attack was, no matter what Dao Will he used, it would all be destroyed by Zhongqing's Heavenly Scale Dao Will.
How was he going to fight?
"Is there no other Dao Art in the world below the Innate Divine Power?"
His expression was a little bitter. There was no one below the Divine King in the world. That was because the Divine King was strong. However, he was at the same level as Zhongqing's Tian Lun and their cultivation was on par. They were not weaker than each other. However, the pressure that Zhongqing gave him was as if he was facing a great deity.
"Are you still not going to show me your strongest side?"
Zhongqing's eyes were still closed. His voice was laced with a trace of sternness. He was not as easy-going as before. He did not know Qin Hao, but he knew one thing in the past thousand years.
Jun Mo, the Prince of Deity Realm of Tianzhao, was dead!
He died in the Ancient Nether Realm, killed by someone named Qin Hao.
Zhongqing later learned that Qin Hao, the one who killed Jun Mo, was Xiao Han's husband.
The secret between the God King Clans could not be hidden. Out of the 97 clans in the Essence Reincarnation Realm, many God Clans might not know about it, but Zhong Qing did. If Qin Hao had the ability to kill Jun Mo, he would not have appeared so weak in front of him.
Unless, Qin Hao suppressed his strength and wanted to play with him.
"Alright, I will show you my true strength. Be careful, Young Emperor."
While thinking about how to defeat his opponent, Qin Hao could hear the displeasure in Zhongqing's voice. He was probably impatient.
Then, it was time for him to use his strongest divine power to fight Young Emperor Qing. Qin Hao did not want to do this. After all, Zhongqing was not Jun Mo. He did not want to hurt him.
But if he did not use the strength to kill Jun Mo, Qin Hao would be looking for trouble if he fought Zhongqing.
Qin Hao's aura started to change bit by bit. On the demonic emblem on his shoulder, strands of evil power started to surge. His black eyes changed color slightly. The whites of his eyes slowly swallowed his pupils. Looking at Chongqing, who was sitting cross-legged under the scale, Qin Hao smiled.
"Before I use my strongest power, I want to confirm something."
"What do you want to confirm?" Zhongqing said faintly with his eyes closed.
"Ninety-eight, Young Emperor Qing's connate will of Dao. Does he only know one move?"
After saying this, Qin Hao clenched his fists. He took a deep breath and roared a terrifying dragon roar in Zhongqing's direction.