Wei Jinshun’s gaze slowly turned icy.

Even the air around him began to grow bone-chillingly cold.

His previous remark had been made quite casually, laced far more with mockery than inquiry, and it wasn't just him; none of the human gods or divine beasts present had expected He Yiming not only to avoid the core issue but to actively utter such a provocative statement.

After a long pause, Wei Jinshun spoke with a chill: "Does Elder He wish to challenge this humble Wei?" He Yiming’s face remained expressionless, seemingly unfazed by the change in atmosphere or the wave of chilling pressure. "This He merely wishes to spar with Brother Wei.

If Brother Wei dares not accept, then so be it." "Dares not?" Wei Jinshun parted his lips in a laugh born of extreme anger. "Since ancient times, no False God Realm expert has ever dodged a challenge from a Void God Realm cultivator." He clasped his hands behind his back, his entire being radiating a chilling, formidable aura. "This is near the passage; it is not suitable for us to fight here.

I shall await Your Excellency three hundred li away." His figure flickered slightly, and he shot into the air, transforming into a streak of light that vanished almost instantly, becoming nothing more than a sesame seed in the distance.

A flicker of rage also crossed Ao Minxing’s eyes.

He snorted coldly. "Let's go." Ao Borui glanced at He Yiming with a complex expression before following Ao Minxing away.

The three Western powerhouses—Leopold and the others—shot a smug, gloating look before following suit.

Mou Zilong let out a heavy sigh. "Brother He, you were too reckless this time." He Yiming calmly replied, "Brother Mou, they have pushed us too far." Mou Zilong shook his head. "Brother He, you are still young, and your potential for growth far surpasses theirs.

Now is absolutely not the time to fall out with them." He gazed in the direction Wei Jinshun and the others had departed, offering a wry smile. "Wei Jinshun has already advanced to the False God Realm; his strength is far beyond what the Void God Realm can compare to.

You truly should not have challenged him." He Yiming spread his hands. "If I yield this time, even if I manage to secure the Five Elements Rings, they will not let the matter rest.

In the future, they will surely intensify their harassment relentlessly.

Rather than that, it is better to risk everything in one bold move.

As long as I make them understand that I am absolutely not a soft persimmon that can be crushed at will, their actions will naturally cease to be so unrestrained." Mou Zilong disagreed, shaking his head. "Here, based solely on your skill in forging the mutated Thunderbolt Spear, they absolutely dare not take your life." He let out a cold laugh. "Unless, within the next century, they have no intention of wanting the mutated Thunderbolt Spear, otherwise, they will never go too far." A trace of bitterness flashed across He Yiming's eyes.

Of course, he understood Mou Zilong’s meaning.

If possible, as a mere Void God Realm cultivator, he certainly did not wish to provoke a False God Realm powerhouse.

As Mou Zilong said, if they remained confined to this location, it was unlikely that Ao Minxing and the other two would seek his death.

But what if these people left? He Yiming was acutely aware that once these individuals departed, they would certainly scheme for revenge by any means necessary.

If he continued to be meek and yielding, the ultimate outcome would be them pushing him step by step.

It was not even impossible that the Western and Eastern powerhouses would join forces, pinning down Liu Mu and the others while striking him down.

Therefore, he needed to display his strength within limits.

He needed to let everyone know that while he might not be a False God Realm expert, he was certainly not the newly ascended god cultivator they imagined.

And Wei Jinshun, having just broken through to the False God Realm, was undoubtedly the best target.

Although He Yiming was self-confident, he was not foolish enough to provoke established False Gods like Ao Minxing, Luke, or Leopold lightly.

Challenging Wei Jinshun became the only viable option.

He shook his head slightly, murmuring, "No time left." His body soared upward as he gave chase in that direction.

Mou Zilong was utterly bewildered.

He dimly caught a few syllables but could not grasp the meaning of the sentence.

Wasn't He Yiming still very young? How could he be out of time? Watching He Yiming and the others depart in succession, the black divine dragon turned its head.

It looked at the massive passage leading to the outside world, its enormous eyes gleaming with inscrutable light.

In the distance, He Yiming could sense a powerful and heart-stopping aura surging.

This was the fire of anger—the wrath of a False God Realm expert.

The disparity between realms within the God Path was incredibly vast.

A difference of one tier meant an insurmountable gulf.

Never had a Void God Realm cultivator dared to provoke a False God Realm powerhouse so openly.

Although Mou Zilong and the others stood with He Yiming, everyone knew they were compelled to accept the challenge, with no intention of actively initiating the fight.

This demeanor was somewhat tolerable in the eyes of the False God Realm experts.

After all, no matter how powerful a False God was, they could not force others to bow their heads in obedience or even grovel.

It had to be remembered that every expert who reached the God Path possessed an almost absolute sense of self-esteem.

They could endure and yield, but there was always a bottom line.

Below the God Path, all were mere ants.

But once one ascended to the God Path, everything changed.

Yet, a Void God Realm cultivator actively challenging a False God Realm expert—such an occurrence seemed unprecedented in their memories.

This behavior was an absolute trampling of the strong's dignity; even Ma Yu felt a subtle, underlying displeasure.

With a flicker of movement, He Yiming landed.

Behind him, Liu Mu and the others followed closely, with all the newly ascended human gods and the divine beasts (save for the divine dragon) gathered.

A battle among human gods had not occurred here for several centuries.

However, the opposing forces in this clash were clearly unequal.

Even though everyone knew He Yiming mastered the most powerful martial arts of both the East and the West, no one favored him.

After all, those two martial arts were only acclaimed as invincible within their own ranks, not as peerless across tiers.

Once a disparity in rank existed within the God Path, that gap was not minor; it was a natural, fundamental chasm that could not be leaped over. "Elder Wei, teach him a lesson for now, but don't actually kill him," Ao Minxing said in a measured tone.

Wei Jinshun nodded slightly, then hesitated before saying, "Sect Master, this child is so young.

If allowed to develop, I fear he will become a major threat in the future." Ao Minxing sneered coldly. "The Westerners truly hate him to the bone.

After we deal with the death creatures this time, they definitely won't resist striking secretly.

Heh, we'll see if that boy can survive the next century." Wei Jinshun’s eyebrows lifted slightly, and he fell silent.

There were two False God Realm powerhouses in the West.

If they cast aside their pride and self-respect...

Wei Jinshun suddenly realized that the arrival of the genius He Yiming was, in fact, a huge mistake for this place.

With a flash, the young God Path expert stood calmly before him.

Two pairs of eyes met without yielding, and immense, powerful auras surged from both men.

These invisible auras behaved as if they were tangible objects, slamming into each other fiercely between them.

The space immediately rippled with a vast expanse of turbulent shockwaves.

This was the result of a confrontation between divine auras.

In terms of sheer might, it was in no way inferior to the full-power attack of two peak Human Dao experts.

The majesty of the God Path was indeed unparalleled.

He Yiming’s figure swayed slightly.

After the two auras collided at the center, the victor was determined almost instantly.

He Yiming’s aura was immediately pushed back, shrinking by more than half its scope at the very moment of impact.

Clearly, He Yiming was at an absolute disadvantage in the contest of auras.

Liu Mu’s brow furrowed slightly, but he sighed inwardly.

Once martial cultivation reached this level, generally speaking, martial arts techniques and cultivation methods held little significance.

Because at the God Path realm, the contest was one's personal control and direction of the power of Heaven and Earth.

The more power of Heaven and Earth one could harness in the shortest amount of time, the greater the hope of victory.

As for inherited God Path techniques, they were basically for cultivation; as for swordplay or saber techniques, barring specific circumstances, they were mostly useless.

After all, a casual palm strike from an opponent carried an unstoppable might of Heaven and Earth.

If one still chose to meet such an attack with purely Human Dao realm methods, it was tantamount to seeking death.

At this juncture, the moment the two sides engaged, the gap between the False God Realm and the Void God Realm became evident, and this essentially predicted the final outcome.

Wei Jinshun revealed his teeth in a slight smile, finally feeling relieved.

Although he had been angered, he had felt a degree of apprehension when He Yiming issued the challenge.

But seeing the irreconcilable gap in strength now, his state of mind was naturally completely different.

He raised one hand casually, a cold, disdainful sneer on his face, and struck across the void like that.

Before him, countless grains of sand, as if caught in a tornado, rapidly coalesced into a massive Wind Dragon, sweeping towards He Yiming with unparalleled speed.

Sensing the immense power contained within the sand dragon, He Yiming, however, was delighted rather than alarmed.

The previous clash of auras, while seemingly leaving him at an absolute disadvantage, had actually bolstered his confidence.

This was because he had only displayed the most common Earth element power, concealing the great secret arts of both the East and the West.

Now that the opponent attacked first, it allowed He Yiming to perceive the method and intensity of his command over the power of Heaven and Earth more clearly.

Although Wei Jinshun was also a False God Realm expert, his cultivation was significantly weaker than Leopold's—at least more than twice as far removed compared to the False God Realm’s Light power.

This was the primary distinction between a newly advanced expert and an established veteran.

He Yiming’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

He too extended one hand casually, and on this hand shimmered a moving, substantial radiance.