"Yo! Are you done ying chicken in the sky and ready to fight like a man?"


    The words of provocation came with a smile from the man in casual clothes, bringing his fists together as his hair changed to a glowing, ming state with burning tattoos across his body.


    ["Dao of Eternal Fire"]


    In the form of mes, he dashed towards the God of Heroes with zing speed, immediately unleashing a flurry of strikes. Each punch sent with it a burst of fire, forcing Sirius to quickly move to avoid the heat.


    Amidst the fiery assault, Pris found the divine figure counter attacking with des forged of lightning, filling his view with the erratic glow–


    ["Transcendent Reflexes"]


    As the sharpened element approached his face, Pris leaned back, flipping his body around as the other de swept just past his legs. For the man d in mystical fire, any attack sent his way triggered his reflexes instantly, causing his perception to elerate in response. It manifested through the diamond-shaped glow embedded in his irises.


    For Sirius, it was a sensation he wasn''t adjusted to; each swipe of his elemental des, every flicker of lightning–none of it seemed toe close to grazing the human before him.


    ''This man–he''s the closest to godhood. No, I''d say he''s already there. I can sense it, somewhere deep inside of him–a well of divine strength. How exciting,'' Sirius acknowledged.


    It was amidst the God of Heroes'' thrill that he found the me-wielding fighter slipping through his next two shes of lightning, stepping within striking distance in that moment faster than the blink of an eye.


    Pris clenched his fist, bringing it to his side as fire swirled around it. This was noticed by the deity d in living armor, however–


    ["Almighty Fist Intent"]


    Before the motion for a punch could be made, an impact mmed against Sirius'' body as though the fist of a colossus had collided with his body. It was enough force to slide the divine figure back, bringing a moment of recoil before a bright-orange glow called Sirius'' attention.


    Before the God of Heroes could adjust, Pris was already in the air, weaving the majestic mes into mythical proportions.


    "Come on, mighty god! Don''t make this boring! I came all this way!" Pris shouted with an excited smirk, pushing his hands out.


    The fire took the form of twin dragons, flying through the air with zing forms as they encircled the god. In response to the challenge, Sirius couldn''t help but expelughter as the sky rumbled, bringing both of his hands out as they exuded charge.


    As the ming dragons closed in on him, Sirius brought forth their kin in the form of lightning, bringing the ethereal beasts to sh in the air. With the collision of both elements, Pris approached the God of Heroes without wasting a moment.


    The Xianxia System wielder''s fist became utterly infused with fire, bringing it into an uppercut driven right against Sirius'' abdomen from a lowered stance.


    ["Ascending Fist of a Fleeting Star"]


    The initial impact was only the start; Pris'' fist drove into his foe''s gut, bringing with it an ignition of mes that were woven into a spiral, lifting Sirius with a rising pir of wildfire.


    It was like a drill, spinning with extraordinary heat as the God of Heroes found himself brought high, having to fight against the torque of the heat. The spiraling me failed to pierce through the armor, bruning against it, however–


    Pris didn''t let up; amidst the pir of fire he sent with an uppercut, he rose into the air as a flickering mes, bringing himself directly above Sirius. Amidst embers and sparks, the man who stood at the pinnacle of humanity spun around into a devastating wheel kick, delivering the ming strike to the god''s exposed back.


    The resulting impact ignited an explosion of mes, bringing forth its bright-orange glow to fill the battlefield at the fading world''s summit. It was a sight that caught the eyes of the others that fought with everything they had; a beautiful array of fireworks that brought hope to the oue of the battle.


    However, amidst the cloud of mes–


    An emergence of lightning cast it all away as Sirius stood on the sky; burns marked his living armor, left smoking and exuding steam.


    For a brief moment, a small took to Pris'' lips before that delighted expression was intercepted by the arrival of the God of Heroes. It was faster than he could''ve ever perceived, not expecting such an ascendance in speed as like a flicker of light, Sirius'' grabbed Pris by the face.


    [//This is what godhood looks like.//]


    Transmitted directly into his soul, those words are what Pris felt without them being spoken by the one who had grabbed hold of him. Before any action could be taken, the man found himself dragged across the sky at an iprehensible speed.


    The sheer intensity of the flight challenged his body to stay together; jarring shifts in direction, bolting from one continent to the next in a single breath brought Pris'' body to ache.


    ''It feels like…my body is caught in a vortex–I can''t control my limbs at all, every muscle is tensing up without my control,'' Pris thought.


    From and drowned in snow, a lifelessndscape of driednd bathed in fire, a war-torn meadow, back to the skies, down to the sea; across mere seconds, the fading world was traversed.


    Ultimately, Pris found his limbs snapping from the astronomical forces of speed before it all came to a sudden halt. He found himself tossed away, facing down at a vast sea, looking down at the God of Heroes who stood on the stretch of blue.


    As his broken limbs waved, he drew in a breath without worry, siphoning the air itself as life force–


    ["Benevolence of The Sky"]


    Through his calm breathing, his shattered bones reconnected, exhaling all of the wounds he had incurred from the inhuman travel.


    "I felt my life teetering on the edge for a moment there. My heart is beating a million times a second right now–what a rush!" Prisughed, staying above the sea as his ming hair was brushed by the ocean winds.


    There was augh of relief from Siris below, "You''re a hard one to break. Let''s see how long thatsts."


    "You might be the one breaking first, O''mighty God!" Pris confidently imed, merging a sphere of fire between his palms.


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    ["zing Intent of The Fist"]


    The orb of mes extended itself over his arms, bringing him tomand colossal apparitions of fire-born limbs, casting them down with vtile punches. As each of the massive fists collided with the surface of the sea, clouds of vapor rose.


    Mountains of steam rose from each downfall of the me-born knuckles, though through it, Pris found electricity rising. Across the seemingly boundless length of the sea, it was shocked by the supercharged god before hundreds of shattering projectilesunched from Sirius''mand.


    It brought a vicious smile on Pris'' lips as he found the parade of lightning marching upward. The sky was filled with a magenta glow with each passing bolt, bringing Pris to fly upon mes beneath his feet as one projectile grazed his cheek.


    A flurry of ming strikes were unleashed in response, igniting a race across the sea as he followed the god who sprinted as a bolt of lightning across the surface of water.


    "This world is already on itsst legs, so I''m going to treat it a little roughly…!" Pris imed, flipping around between rising strikes of electricity.


    Oxygen was sucked into his lungs, exhaled as fire as he brought his hands to the air. Above him, the colossal limbs of fire followed, gathering a zing sphere that mimicked the might of the Sun.


    ["Aspect of The Copsing Season"]


    All of the fire that burned within Pris'' body was siphoned into the mountainous sphere before being brought down upon the sea. From below, Sirius could only see a blinding void of shining orangeing down.


    ''Now would you look at that–he''s showing me up,'' Sirius thought in delighted bewilderment.


    As the great sphere touched down upon the sea, it copsed into a magnificent explosion, expanding into such a scale that it reached into the heights of the sky.


    The sublime heat brought a nation of vapor clouds, encircling the parted sea as thend that dwelled beneath the ocean was left bare.


    Pris descended upon the gap left in the sea of his own creation, finding the God of Heroes waiting as well. A proud smileid on his lips as hended where ms and starfish dried out, surrounded by colossal walls of water that were pushed back by the residual heat.


    "Hope you don''t mind," Pris said with a smirk, bringing his fists together."This world isn''t going to be around much longer anyway, so I thought I''d change things up."


    ["Dao of Unbreakable Earth"]