The very fabric of reality trembled as Wu Tian took his step forward. The ripples of his presence extended across the battlefield, twisting the broken void around him. The Eighth Gate—Heavenly Stride—was not just movement. It was dominion over existence itself.
The intruder stood frozen for a moment, eyes flickering with something almost imperceptible—wariness.
Then he smiled. "You continue to amuse me."
He extended his hand, and the shattered sky above them folded inward. The air turned dense, solidifying into an inescapable weight pressing down on Wu Tian's shoulders. It wasn't just space collapsing—it was the law of the world trying to suppress him.
Yan Xue gritted her teeth, struggling just to breathe. The pressure was overwhelming, but Wu Tian merely exhaled, his body completely unaffected.
The intruder frowned. "Impossible."
Wu Tian vanished.
Beyond the Limits
The instant Wu Tian moved, the world followed. He did not just step through space—he bypassed it.
The battlefield warped, the shattered pieces of the valley swirling in the wake of his motion. One moment he was in front of the intruder, the next, behind him.
A golden fist shot forward.
The intruder barely had time to react. He twisted, but Wu Tian's strike landed.
BOOM!
A deafening explosion erupted as the intruder was hurled backward, his body breaking through layers of distorted space. He crashed into the valley wall, the impact sending shockwaves across the ruined land.
Wu Tian straightened, rolling his shoulders. For the first time, his attack had landed cleanly.
The intruder's body trembled slightly as he pulled himself from the crater, brushing dust from his robes. His smirk was gone.
He exhaled, his expression unreadable. "You really are… a monster."
Wu Tian cracked his neck. "You're the first to say that today."
The intruder's aura surged. This time, there was no restraint.
The sky darkened, the very laws of the Sealed World screaming in protest.
"I was going to spare you," the intruder said, voice quiet. "But now, I'm convinced. You cannot be allowed to live."
Wu Tian grinned. "Good."
He raised his fists. "Then fight me seriously."
Heaven's Fall
The world collapsed inward.
The intruder's hands twisted, and the entire battlefield folded in on itself. The sky turned black, the stars above disappearing. This was no longer a realm—they were fighting in the abyss of existence.
Yan Xue collapsed to her knees, her vision darkening. Even the most powerful cultivators in the Sealed World would have been reduced to dust in an instant under this kind of power.
Wu Tian? He laughed.
The void bent. He moved.
Faster.
Stronger.
The intruder struck first. A blackened palm lashed toward Wu Tian, space fracturing under its might.
Wu Tian tilted his head.
The strike passed through empty air.
Then, he appeared beside the intruder—
And unleashed hell.
Fists rained down, each strike shaking the very foundation of the realm. The intruder countered, but he was no longer in control.
Wu Tian's Heavenly Stride had reached its peak. He was no longer bound by the intruder's understanding of movement.
The battlefield shrank as their speed outpaced the collapse of space itself. The sound of their blows echoed through the void.
Then—
The intruder staggered.
Wu Tian's fist slammed into his ribs, sending him crashing to the ground. For the first time, the man coughed up blood.
Wu Tian landed smoothly, staring at him. "Not as invincible as you thought, huh?"
The intruder chuckled, wiping the blood from his mouth. "I underestimated you."
His body flickered, and the weight of the universe bore down upon Wu Tian.
"You forced my hand."
He extended both arms, and the air ripped apart.
Yan Xue's eyes widened in horror. "He's… he's summoning something."
Wu Tian's muscles tensed. The battle was about to change.