178: Chapter 178 Breaking the Dimensional Barrier (Remastered Edition)

Two years passed in the blink of an eye.

These two years were the most peaceful the Fighting Qi Continent had seen since the end of the ancient era.

No wars, no clan exterminations, no Emperor Realm duels.

The Hun Clan ruled the eight wastelands in the name of Emperor Shitian; all clans submitted, all sects followed, and the once-scarred Central Plains gradually regained vitality in peace.

New grass grew on the ruins of Starfall Pavilion, new riverbeds were washed out by rain on the scorched earth of Duanhun Cliff, caravans from the Jia Ma Empire reappeared on the main roads of the Central Plains, and mercenaries in the Black-Corner Region re-divided their territories under the new rules set by the Hall of Souls.

The bells of Jia Nan Academy still rang on time every day, and the magma in the Heavenly Flame Training Pagoda continued to surge.

Everything had returned to the right track, yet it was completely different from before—this continent no longer belonged to any ancient clan; it belonged solely to Emperor Shitian.

After the successive deaths of the three giants—Xuan Kongzi, Xuan Yi, and Tian Leizi—the Pill Tower had barely managed to hold on for a while.

The remaining elders tried to maintain the independent status of this ancient force using the alchemy heritage accumulated by the Pill Tower over ten thousand years, but the deaths of the three giants had cost the Pill Tower all its high-end combat power.

In the end, the elders took the remaining Alchemists and all the pill formulas and merged into the Hall of Souls, and thus the Pill Tower became history.

There was no more Pill Tower in the world, only the Pill Hall of the Hall of Souls.

Hun Feng had completely solidified his Emperor Realm cultivation in these two years.

His ten-fold talent increase allowed him to master the power of the Emperor Realm in just two years, and the nine origins of the Heaven-Slaying Flame were completely mastered; wherever his mind went, the flames would follow.

His application of the Law of Space and the Law of Time also became increasingly skillful; from initial clumsy exploration to his current ease, he could fold dozens of layers of space simultaneously without leaving a trace, and he could precisely capture the slightest flaw of an opponent in the gaps of accelerated time.

Hun Tiandi had also completely solidified his Emperor Realm cultivation.

As an old monster who had accumulated over a thousand years at the peak of Nine-Star, his control over power far exceeded ordinary people, and after stepping into the Emperor Realm, his accumulation led to explosive growth, his cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds.

The Emperor prestige of the two enveloped the entire Soul Realm, making all members of the Hun Clan feel unprecedented peace and pride.

On this day, the sky above the Soul Realm was burned open by a huge hole by the Heaven-Slaying Flame.

The two Dou Emperors stood side by side in the void, with the square in front of the main hall of the Hun Clan below.

Tens of thousands of people gathered there—members of the Hun Clan, the delegation from the Gu Clan, the Void Ancient Dragon, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, the Yan Clan, the Lei Clan, the Snake-People Tribe, the Cao family, the Flower Sect, and representatives of all forces on the continent qualified to stand here, all were present.

Yao Yao and Medusa stood side by side at the very front of the crowd.

Over these two years, with the help of Hun Feng, Yao Yao had completely consolidated her cultivation at the mid-stage of Nine-Star Dou Sheng.

When the blood-attribute Fighting Qi circulated in her body, there was not a hint of stagnation, and her every movement carried a sharp edge that made people afraid to look directly at her.

Medusa was now at the early stage of Nine-Star Dou Sheng, the bloodline of the Nine-Colored Sky Swallowing Python having completely awakened within her.

The light in those purple eyes was deeper and calmer than ever, and under her leadership, the Snake-People Tribe had become the second-largest force in the magical beast world, second only to the Void Ancient Dragon.

Gu Xun'er had stepped into the early stage of Nine-Star Dou Sheng, and the Golden Emperor Sky Burning Flame had fully awakened within her.

Her temperament was calmer and more introverted than before, and that elegant, lotus-like face had gained a bit more composure and tenderness precipitated by time.

Under her mediation, the relationship between the Gu Clan and the Hun Clan had become increasingly close, and every time Gu Dao and Gu Qingyang came to the Soul Realm, they had to exclaim that the Young Miss's vision was indeed a hundred times better than those of them old fogies.

Xiao Yi Xian was now at the mid-stage of Eight Star Dou Sheng, and the Calamity Poison Body had become more pure and controllable under the repeated quenching of the Emperor Qi.

She was still that quiet person, tending to her flowers and plants in the garden every day, occasionally dragged away by Yao Yao to taste newly made snacks.

Yun Yun had made great progress in these two years, her cultivation having broken through to Five-Star Dou Sheng.

The Flower Sect was thriving under the management of Nalan Yanran.

She spent most of her time in the East Courtyard of the Soul Realm, occasionally returning to the Flower Sect to take a look.

The moon-white dress remained, as did her dignified composure, but there was a bit more gentleness between her brows after becoming a wife and mother.

Cao Ying had stepped into Four-Star Dou Sheng, and the Cao family had leaped from a remote, small clan to a top force in the Central Plains.

She was still that enchanting and bright figure, holding her daughter in the courtyard every day to sunbathe, occasionally bickering with Yao Yao.

Hun Muxiao stood beside Yao Yao, the blood abyss sword hanging at her waist.

At fifteen, she was already as tall as an adult woman, and seven ribbons of different colors were tied to her braided hair—Medusa's purple, Gu Xun'er's gold, Xiao Yi Xian's white, Yao Yao's red, Cao Ying's dark red, Yun Yun's moon-white, and the last one was her own ink-black.

She had broken through to Three-Star Dou Sheng a month ago, and the Blood Soul Heavenly Wrath had been cultivated to the peak of Great Completion.

The power of a single sword strike could shake a Five-Star Dou Sheng, and among the younger generation, no one could surpass her.

Every time Hun Qian saw her, he had to exclaim, "The little ancestor is becoming more and more like the Young Master back in the day."

The other six daughters were also gradually growing up.

Hun Muying's features resembled Cao Ying's, her phoenix eyes full of cunning and agility; Hun Muxian's temperament followed Gu Xun'er's, elegant and dignified; Hun Muqing's features resembled Medusa's, showing a cold beauty even at a young age; Yao Yao's daughter, Hun Muling, perfectly inherited her mother's peach-blossom eyes and lively personality; Xiao Yi Xian's daughter, Hun Musheng, had a quiet personality and liked to squat by the flower garden watching her mother tend to the flowers; Yun Yun's daughter, Hun Mulan, was the youngest and had just learned to walk, and the older sisters in the East Courtyard all fought to hold her.

The seven daughters stood beside their mothers, though young, each was full of spiritual energy, making one see at a glance that they would surely be extraordinary in the future.

Hun Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at Hun Tiandi beside him.

Hun Tiandi was still that eternally lazy figure, his gray-white robes fluttering in the void, but Hun Feng could feel the Emperor prestige within him slowly rising.

The two looked at each other and simultaneously looked up at the sky above.

In the perception of the Emperor Realm Soul, there was an invisible and intangible barrier covering the entire Fighting Qi Continent.

That was the plane barrier—a cage of heaven and earth that no one had been able to shake for ten thousand years since the ancient era.

It isolated the Fighting Qi Continent from the Great Thousand World and also isolated the final step for countless Nine-Star peak experts to reach the Emperor Realm for ten thousand years.

Now, they were going to break this cage with the power of two Dou Emperors.

Hun Feng made the first move.

A blood-colored battle spear transformed from the Heaven-Slaying Flame condensed in his palm, with nine-colored halos flowing endlessly on the spear tip.

He simultaneously activated the Law of Space—folding the space around the spear tip by dozens of layers, each fold accumulating destructive penetrating power.

Hun Tiandi followed closely behind, his Emperor Realm Soul transforming into an invisible giant hammer, the hammer body flowing with the soul origin power accumulated by the Hun Clan for ten thousand years, smashing toward the plane barrier.

The two forces of the Emperor Realm bombarded the same point on the barrier simultaneously, and the entire sky trembled violently, emitting an extremely harsh wail.

A very thin and faint crack appeared at the point of impact—it could withstand the full blow of one Dou Emperor, but it could not withstand the power of two Dou Emperors at the same time.

Hun Feng withdrew the battle spear and activated the Law of Space for the second time, stretching the spatial structure of the plane barrier itself in reverse.

Hun Tiandi condensed the soul giant hammer again, and the two attacks precisely bombarded the crack left by the first strike.

That crack suddenly expanded, spreading from the thickness of a hair to several feet long.

Then came the third strike, the fourth strike, the fifth strike—the offensive of the two Dou Emperors was continuous like a storm.

Each bombardment made the entire continent tremble violently, and every collision made the crack expand a little more.

The Emperor Qi in Hun Feng's body was consumed very quickly during the continuous high-intensity bombardment, but the ten-fold talent increase allowed him to use every bit of power just right.

Hun Tiandi's soul origin power was also consumed greatly, but his foundation accumulated over a thousand years was far beyond what ordinary people could compare.

I don't know how long it had passed, but that crack finally spread across the entire sky.

Accompanied by a crisp shattering sound, the invisible barrier that had stood between the Fighting Qi Continent and the Great Thousand World for ten thousand years shattered with a bang under the joint bombardment of the two Dou Emperors.

The sky split open a huge hole, and on the other side of the hole was a more vast and expansive world.

An indescribable, majestic energy poured down from the hole; that was Source Qi—a more pure and ancient source power of heaven and earth than Emperor Qi, the foundation on which Emperor Realm experts existed, and also the fundamental reason why this continent had not been able to produce a Dou Emperor for ten thousand years.

Source Qi poured down from the plane crack like a golden torrent, washing over the entire Fighting Qi Continent.

From the Soul Realm to the Central Plains, from the Jia Ma Empire to the Black-Corner Region, every corner could feel this vast energy.

All experts above Dou Zun raised their heads at this moment, looking at the crack in the sky.

They could clearly feel that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was becoming more dense and pure at an extremely slow but firm speed.

It was not an instantaneous surge, but from this moment on, the cultivation environment of the entire continent would gradually improve.

The cultivation speed of the younger generation would be faster than the previous generation, the bottleneck from Dou Zun to Dou Sheng would be easier to break through than before, and those experts trapped on the edge of the half-step Emperor Realm saw hope again.

Hun Feng stood directly below the plane crack, opening his arms to let the Source Qi wash over his whole body.

The Emperor Qi in his body became more pure and solid under the irrigation of Source Qi, and his cultivation steadily climbed from the early stage of the Emperor Realm to the mid-stage.

Hun Tiandi also improved his cultivation in the infusion of Source Qi, stabilizing from the initial entry into the Emperor Realm to the peak of the early stage of the Emperor Realm.

The tens of thousands of people below also had their own gains under the coverage of the aftermath of the Source Qi, and the square was full of the light of Fighting Qi blooming during breakthroughs.

Tens of thousands of people knelt down together, and the sound of excitement and fanaticism rushed straight into the clouds.

Outside the plane crack, the outline of the Great Thousand World was looming.

That was a world countless times more vast than the Fighting Qi Continent, possessing countless experts, countless opportunities, and countless legends.

Hun Feng looked at the vast and boundless world outside the crack.

He had promised that dissipated Hun Feng that he would take the Hun Clan to kill into the Great Thousand World.

He kept his word.

Behind him, Yao Yao, Medusa, Gu Xun'er, Xiao Yi Xian, Yun Yun, and Cao Ying stood side by side, and the daughters looked up at the crack, their eyes flashing with curiosity and longing.

Hun Tiandi stood beside Hun Feng with his hands behind his back, a very faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Void Swallowing Flame, Gu Yuan, Zi Yan, and Hun Qinger stood behind them.

The strongest lineup on this continent was gathered here at this moment.

The Fighting Qi Continent was no longer a cage from now on.