The towering figure was beaten until his gaze lost focus. The overlapping cosmoses that had been floating around him vanished, and his aura plummeted.
He plummeted from the Daluo realm, a state beyond the flow of Years, down to the Celestial Realms level—omnipresent and reflecting all heavens. Then he fell again, to the Immortal level of endless life, where his descent barely managed to stop.
Old Nong clapped his hands and said with a smile:
"Alright. Beat him."
"Yes!"
Lu Xuan looked at the Emperor of the Upper Palace of Gouchen, who was sprawled on the ground coughing up blood, his gaze vacant. A vicious glint flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes. He cracked his knuckles and strode forward.
"I command infinite strength, which even an Immortal cannot withstand."
As his words became law, infinite power converged on Lu Xuan. He hauled up the Emperor of the Upper Palace of Gouchen, raised his fist high, and brought it crashing down!
"Do you confess?"
