Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 158 - 158 55 Non-Heavenly Pure Land_2

158: Chapter 55 Non-Heavenly Pure Land_2 158: Chapter 55 Non-Heavenly Pure Land_2 Far from the shadow, there were many more indistinguishable afterimages.

Undoubtedly, these were the clones of Qin Qianbai fighting Ming Guest.

“This is everything you have learned so far.”

“And what you are about to witness is a further advance in technique.”

The man in the green shirt stood alone among the afterimages, gazing at the two powerless fighters.

“Show me all that you are capable of learning—let me turn that potential into reality!”

Clenching their teeth, they forced their bodies upright.

Before the true assault began, they saw something inconceivable.

——They saw countless versions of themselves.

“What is this?!”

Shadows emerged from their bodies, one by one transforming into tangible “realities.”

Each shadowy figure wielded unfathomable techniques.

Gongsun Ce wielding a black sword.

Gongsun Ce summoning a giant humanoid.

Gongsun Ce creating strange vortices.

Gongsun Ce with complete mastery of a pure white substance.

Gongsun Ce warping the world with an invisible force.

Gongsun Ce releasing a gray power…

and many, many more!

Countless selves unleashed a multitude of attacks, some of which stemmed from powers they already had, while many more shadows wielded abilities they had never conceived of or understood!

Similarly, numerous real Xu Ying appeared before Qin Qianbai.

With each new figure that materialized, Ming Guest’s aura grew stronger.

The combined combat strength of both sides rose in equal measure at that moment, and when all of the entities had materialized, Ming Guest’s aura even reminded him of the Colored Glaze Dragon at its peak!

Gongsun Ce’s associations were in no way exaggerated.

Here in this world, on Ming Guest’s own sacred ground, he possessed the deterrent power akin to a giant dragon-monarch, the destructive force of a ruthless natural disaster…

he had the strength to trample everything underfoot, the ultimate power of this world!

And their opponent was a version of “themselves” that was even stronger than they currently were.

A multitude of enemies surged towards the lone Ming Blade, an infinite number of techniques confronted the strongest individual.

It was a battle between the enemy and “themselves,” raging chaotically under a will that was unrelated to their own.

Their attacks on each other, their exchanges, all transcended the understanding of a Superpower User, who could only see versions of Gongsun Ce stronger than himself fall one by one to a Ming Blade that was infinitely more powerful than before.

He could not understand the abilities “Gongsun Ce” used, yet the techniques and methods felt incredibly familiar to himself.

It was as if his brain had been forcibly imprinted with traces of an immense amount of knowledge.

No, rather than knowledge, it was more like memories, memories that he had not acquired but that belonged to him…

“Is it me…?”

When more than half of the “selves” had been slain, the Superpower User finally grasped the truth.

The potential of the future, transformed into a tangible future.

That is to say, what Ming Guest summoned, what Ming Guest defeated…

Were versions of themselves from many years in the future, ones that could “potentially” use techniques many times more powerful than they currently possessed!

This realization left him speechless.

Just what lengths was this man trying to go to?

He could no longer be satisfied by present adversaries, he didn’t even want to wait for weaker enemies to grow.

He wanted to defeat the most formidable foes now, to witness everything he desired to see now!

The purpose of creating this world was for Ming Guest himself to see more, to conquer more, to push the limits of his opponents to their extremities and then defeat them one by one with his dual blades.

To relish in endless combat until all possibilities were shattered, absorbed, and transformed into strength that made him even more formidable.

As his thoughts reached this conclusion, the infinite possibilities were almost entirely slain by Ming Guest.

On the plain remained only a single Xu Ying.

The last Gongsun Ce performed hand seals, creating a rift of black and red within the fantastical world.

“Silent Phase·Break Realm——”

Whatever that Gongsun Ce said, he could no longer hear or comprehend.

He only saw the Ming Blade touch the gray traces, and thus, the last self too shattered.

There was no longer any chance of victory for them.

Was it the pride of youth, or a universal unwillingness to admit defeat?

Exhausted, the two mustered their strength to launch an attack towards the Blade Guest.

The outcome was obvious.

A burst of blood shot up into the sky.

“Defeat, is the driver of growth.”

“Setbacks, are the foundation of strength.”

The man laughed as he swung his blade.

“Resent, anger, suffer, and stew.

Channel these emotions, these experiences, into strength in your hands.”

“Grow stronger, become stronger than you are now.

Surpass the known limits, seek the true infinity that I cannot simulate!”

“And then, once more, and again, and again——”

There was no goodwill in his words, nor malice, nor intent to kill, nor hostility.

It was merely the expectation of a Martial Artist.

“Challenge me once more!”

The two collapsed, and Ming Guest sheathed his blades.

The sanctuary of heaven withdrew back into Ming Guest’s heart.

With that, the dust settled.

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Qin Qianbai lay on the white plain, silently looking up at the sky.

“——”

They had lost again.

Willpower can create miracles, and wits can help the average person overcome the strong.

But when the gap is this wide, no tricks, tactics, or determination are of any use.

The Martial Arts Realm marks the peak of this world.

The Impermanence Skill also reached the Creation Realm.

If there was just one not in the Extreme Realm, accounting for the unsheathed black sword, they might have had a chance to win.

Yet, in the face of the flawless Ming Guest, their power was so fragile, so powerless.