The scene of alchemy was too grand, and it even stirred the fate of heaven and earth. This alerted Emperor Capital, who was originally in seclusion. He decided to come out and see what had caused this change in fate.
He saw it immediately.
It was a high-grade elixir.
Faced with such a treasure, even Emperor Capital, with his knowledge and temperament, couldn't help but feel delighted. With a slight smile on his face, he nodded to Emperor Zhou and said,
"You've done well. In some time, expand the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty by half again."
"Thank you, Holy One!" Emperor Zhou quickly knelt and bowed in gratitude.
He was terrified of Emperor Capital, so naturally, he was overjoyed to receive his reward.
Zhou Jia stood nearby, head lowered, not daring to look at Emperor Capital even once.
This was the domineering nature of a sage.
"Now, for the second question," Emperor Capital asked, holding the pill, "Who refined this pill?"
"Is it an alchemist from your Great Zhou Dynasty? If so, I might consider elevating your Great Zhou Dynasty another level."
"It's... it's a great alchemist that my son Jia found some time ago. He has a good relationship with Jia," Emperor Zhou hastily replied.
Zhou Jia nodded slightly.
Emperor Capital ignored them and directly sensed towards the center of the alchemy site.
This person had no fluctuation of aura, no spiritual energy, no cultivation, and even his soul was barely perceptible.
This made Emperor Capital frown. He looked into the distance, peering through the remnants of lightning to examine the person's face.
It was a young man who, seemingly sensing Emperor Capital's gaze, waved at him and said with a light smile,
"Long time no see."
Emperor Capital's eyes widened instantly. His figure flashed to Chen Xia's front, looking down at him with an extremely solemn expression, and asked,
"Is it really you?!"
"What do you think?" Chen Xia smiled back, his green robe fluttering in the breeze, his expression calm.
Emperor Capital stared at him intently, expressionless. The more he looked, the more he felt that this person was exactly like the Chen Xia he once knew, both in appearance and demeanor.
"Blue Sky Sword Sea," Emperor Capital suddenly said.
Chen Xia's expression remained calm, "No need to test me like this. I am Chen Xia. I didn't die, I just now had the time to come back."
Emperor Capital nodded, "I thought so too."
"Haha, then all's well that ends well, right?" Chen Xia replied with a laugh.
The breeze suddenly stopped.
"I never said anything about being well," Emperor Capital suddenly said, his eyes darkening as he continued to ask,
"Everyone thought you were dead back then. What do you think about that?"
Chen Xia smiled lightly, pinching the bridge of his nose, "So, should I be dead?"
"I'm not sure if you should be, but it's been so long. Now is no longer the era of the Blue Sky Sword Sea, and we are no longer in the realm of moving mountains and seas..."
Emperor Capital sighed.
"Neither am I. I have no realm now," Chen Xia smiled, narrowing his eyes, and asked again,
"Besides, what exactly do you want to say? Why don't you speak plainly?"
Emperor Capital raised an eyebrow slightly, looking down at Chen Xia, and replied, "As you can see, I am the ruler of a star region, a high and mighty sage, and you..."
He chuckled.
"You seem to be just an alchemist. Not that there's anything wrong with being an alchemist, but you don't seem to be able to keep up with my pace like you did in the Blue Sky Sword Sea."
"Nice," Chen Xia gave a thumbs up, nodding, "You really know how to show off."
"What realm are you at?" Emperor Capital suddenly asked again, then smiled, "Why don't I suppress my realm to yours, and then we have another fight?"
He revealed an extremely confident smile, grinning as he said,
"I'll make sure you understand the difference."
The onlookers in the distance widened their eyes, watching Emperor Capital and Chen Xia converse familiarly, their expressions bewildered and confused.
Wasn't this just an alchemist that Zhou Jia had found? How did he know the sage Emperor Capital?
They couldn't understand.
Chen Xia nodded, agreeing to Emperor Capital's request, and pointed upwards.
"Let's go to the sky."
"Alright."
In an instant, their figures appeared in the universe, above the Milky Way, facing each other.
"What realm are you at now, Heaven Mending or Quasi-Saint?" Emperor Capital asked, his guess about Chen Xia's realm not low.
"About the same as you," Chen Xia chuckled.
Emperor Capital's expression darkened, "It'd better be so, otherwise you might die quite miserably."
"Mm," Chen Xia nodded.
There was silence.
The Milky Way was slowly rotating, with broken stars flowing like fish within it.
Emperor Capital reached into the Milky Way with one hand, as if fishing, grabbing these broken stars. In his hand, they formed their own galaxy, with him as its master. At the same time, he said in a deep voice,
"A million stars!"
This was the Star Path he had comprehended upon becoming a Quasi-Saint!
The stars all crashed down at this moment, like a scene of world destruction. The pressure locked onto Chen Xia, the universe began to tremble, killing intent surging!
Chen Xia stood amidst it all, looking at the stars filling the sky, his expression still calm. He just slowly reached out his hand, his sleeve fluttering, and said softly,
"Come."
Black color instantly arrived.
From bottom to top, it covered all the stars in the sky in three breaths, devouring them completely.
At the same time, a black figure appeared in front of Emperor Capital, its slender fingers pointing at his brow. Black mist surged forth as it said,
"Death, Destruction, Kill."
Endless black light washed over the Milky Way, shooting into the lowest part of the star region!
Emperor Capital's body was covered in blood, his armor shattered. As he fell, he had only one thought.
You call this 'about the same'?!
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