165: Chapter 165 Peak State Aiming for First Place

Huang's combat experience had reached the absolute limit. His use of the Four-Pole power was fluid and masterful; every Move felt natural, as if he had been born with it, without the slightest hint of hesitation.

Chen Mo, meanwhile, used the immense pressure from Huang to constantly hone his own Five-Pole power. The circulation of these five forces surged rapidly during the battle, and his control over them climbed step by step.

A hundred Moves, a thousand Moves.

The speed of their exchange reached an extreme; the naked eye could only see a white stream of light and a golden one colliding, separating, and colliding again across the heavens and earth.

Each collision was accompanied by terrifying shockwaves. The entire Primordial Battlefield was constantly shattering and disintegrating under their combat, nearly reduced to nothingness.

Huang grew increasingly alarmed as they fought.

He had pushed his Four-Pole power to the limit, squeezing every ounce of energy from his Primordial Battle Body, yet the pressure Chen Mo exerted on him grew ever greater.

At the beginning of the fight, he could still barely hold the upper hand, relying on his richer combat experience to suppress Chen Mo through his Moves.

But as it continued, Chen Mo's power grew stronger with every exchange, and the coordination of his Five-Pole power became increasingly Perfection.

The minute gaps in his technique were vanishing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"He is actually using me as a sparring partner!"

This realization left Huang astonished, but even more, it filled him with a sense of exhilaration.

How many years had it been since he encountered such an opponent?

How many years had it been since he felt this kind of oppression—the sensation of being constantly surpassed in battle?

"Exhilarating!"

Huang laughed heartily, his black hair dancing wildly in the gale, the Battle Intent in his eyes burning to the limit.

"It's been so long since I've had such a satisfying fight! The last time I was suppressed like this was when I faced Yuan!"

"However… it is time to end this."

He restrained his smile, slowly reached out, and gripped the broken stone axe on his back.

"This axe is named Heaven-Opening," Huang's voice carried a kind of ancient reverence. "My ancestor used this very axe to carve out a world in the Universe.

Although it is incomplete now that it has reached my hands, it remains my strongest power."

He slowly raised the stone axe, his entire Aura reaching its Peak in that instant.

All his Four-Pole power poured into the axe. The Qi and blood, Mental Power, will, and energy of his Primordial Battle Body fused perfectly at this moment, transforming into a dark golden axe-light that pierced through heaven and earth.

Hum—!

A terrifying will of creation radiated from the stone axe.

"Primordial Heaven-Opening Axe!"

With a sharp shout, Huang gripped the axe with both hands and swung it down with all his might.

As the axe descended, the world darkened.

It was as if Chaos was being separated, and Yin and Yang were beginning to take form.

The greyish axe-light spanned the heavens, carrying a domineering and resolute intent to split everything apart as it slashed toward Chen Mo.

This was Huang's strongest strike, the ultimate sublimation of his Four-Pole power.

Chen Mo's eyes narrowed; he felt a genuine threat from this axe strike.

If the previous exchanges were just a warm-up, then this axe was Huang's true strength—condensing everything he had learned and realized in his life into a single point, seeking no variations or follow-up Moves, only this supreme, rigid strike.

Facing this peerless axe, Chen Mo did not retreat.

He knew that against an attack of this level, the only choice was to meet it head-on.

He gathered all his power into his right fist.

Physical Body, energy, Mental Power, will, and Domain—the Five-Pole power fused together at an unprecedented height.

On his fist, a point of pure white light, condensed to the limit, burned silently.

"Fist of Annihilation."

He threw the punch.

The pure white light and the dark golden axe-light collided fiercely in the Void Realm.

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

Only a silent dissolution and collision.

This was the final showdown between two forces. The dark golden axe-light, carrying the primordial power of creation, attempted to split the white light apart.

The pure white light of Annihilation, carrying the power to end all things, attempted to dissolve the axe-light into nothingness.

One Yin and one Yang, one rigid and one soft; one creating the world, the other returning all to the Void Realm.

Under the dissolution of the white light, the axe-light shattered inch by inch, the dark golden radiance being eroded, disintegrated, and reduced to nothingness bit by bit.

However, the light of Annihilation also dimmed continuously under the impact of the Primordial power, with cracks appearing in the pure white glow as the axe struck again and again.

The two forces stalemated for a single instant.

That instant felt like eternity.

Finally.

The pure white light completely dissolved the last trace of the axe-light, grazed past Huang's shoulder, and slammed into the high Peak behind him.

The mountain that towered into the clouds disintegrated into nothingness in an instant, leaving not even a speck of dust behind, as if it had never existed.

Huang's figure froze.

He lowered his head to look at his left shoulder.

There, a large patch of flesh had completely vanished, and even the bone had been annihilated.

Yet he didn't care at all; instead, he laughed out loud.

"I lost!"

"I am convinced of my defeat!"

He sheathed the stone axe on his back, his eyes full of admiration as he looked at Chen Mo. "You are the second person to reach the Perfection of the Five-Pole, and the first opponent to make me lose so satisfactorily."

Chen Mo also withdrew his power, his thousand-foot-tall body slowly returning to its original state.

Chen Mo's heart stirred, "The first one, was it Yuan?"

"Correct."

Huang nodded, his tone carrying a touch of complexity, a mix of respect and wariness.

"Yuan was the first to touch upon the Perfection of the Five-Pole.

When I challenged him back then, I couldn't even last a hundred Moves."

A hundred Moves?

Chen Mo's pupils constricted.

He had just personally experienced how strong Huang was.

Yet such a Huang couldn't last a hundred Moves against Yuan?

Just how strong had Yuan become?

"What is his background?" Chen Mo asked in a deep voice.

Huang shook his head.

"I don't know. No one knows."

"He has been there since the first day the Trial Tower appeared; he has no background."

Huang withdrew his gaze and looked at Chen Mo again, his eyes filled with heartfelt expectation.

"You are very strong. You are the strongest I have ever seen besides Yuan. But wanting to defeat him is not easy."

"The stronger, the more interesting it is," Chen Mo said calmly.

Huang was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. The laughter pierced through the shattered Primordial world, carrying an unprecedented sense of liberation.

"Good! What a 'the stronger, the more interesting it is'! I truly did not misjudge you!"

He stepped forward and placed a large hand heavily on Chen Mo's shoulder.

"Keep going, Human Race kid," Huang's voice became solemn and profound.

"My path ends here. But your path is far from over.

Go on. For us, go and ask him if that seat he has occupied for over ten million years shouldn't be sat in by someone else."

His figure began to slowly dissipate, turning into points of light from the edges inward. But those eyes remained fixed on Chen Mo, the light within them growing brighter.

"I have waited too long for this battle. Meeting you is my honor.

Now, I pass my expectations on to you as well."

As his words fell, Huang's figure vanished completely.

The shattered Primordial Battlefield subsequently collapsed slowly as well.

[Battle ended. Source Power System, Chen Mo, wins.]

[Challenger ranking updated: Current rank, 2nd place.]

The cold prompt sounded, and Chen Mo exited the virtual space.

He stood in the Trial Tower, composed his mind, and began to organize the gains from this battle.

Huang was strong—very strong.

Stronger than all the opponents he had encountered before combined.

So strong that if he hadn't achieved the Perfection of the Five-Pole, he would likely have been the one to lose today.

But the gains were equally immense.

This battle with Huang allowed his control over the Perfection of the Five-Pole to become completely integrated.

The Five-Pole power circulated endlessly within his body, and every cell was filled with power.

Within his Inner World, five kinds of brilliance shone upon each other.

At this moment, he had reached a true Peak state.

But Huang's words still echoed in his ears.

"I couldn't even last a hundred Moves against him."

Just how strong was Yuan?

Chen Mo slowly raised his head, his gaze falling on the name at the very top of the leaderboard.

[1st Place: Yuan]

A lonely, single name.

It had been pressing down on all the Tier 4 Prodigy for over eighteen million Universe years.

"Yuan..."

Chen Mo whispered the name, the light in his eyes growing brighter.

No fear.

No hesitation.

No backing down.

In his eyes, there was only a burning Battle Intent.

The stronger, the more interesting it is.

If Yuan were only slightly stronger than Huang, he would have been disappointed.

Since even Huang admitted he was far inferior to Yuan, let him see for himself just how strong this existence, who had occupied the top of the leaderboard for eighteen million years, truly was.

"Confirm challenge."

The moment the words fell.

The light suddenly flared, more intense than any time before.

An ultimate battle that would decide the master of Tier 4 invincibility, a struggle for the top spot spanning millions of years, was about to begin.