The Supreme Eternal Prime God : 1000x System From Beginning

Chapter 32 – When the Sky No Longer Has a Limit

The battlefield was silent.

Not just the silence of an ended match, not the silence of a crowd awaiting the Elder’s announcement, not the silence of a close, hard-fought battle that had left both competitors breathless and exhausted—

No.

This was a silence of submission.

A silence that followed the collapse of something greater than a single disciple’s pride, greater than the ambitions of a warrior who had spent years perfecting his techniques, greater than the idea that strength was something that could still be measured in the terms of the Outer Court.

This was the silence of a broken system.

Huang Xue did not rise.

He did not move.

His Qi was not shattered, his body bore no wounds, his bones remained unbroken—and yet, he could not stand.

Because standing meant resisting.

And resisting meant believing that he could still fight.

And Huang Xue—for all his arrogance, all his calculations, all his unwavering belief in his ability to dictate the flow of battle—

No longer believed.

From the highest pavilion of the Outer Court, where the strongest disciples had gathered to watch the tournament unfold, where those who had once considered themselves Xiao Lin’s rivals now sat frozen, unable to look away, unable to speak, unable to process what they had just witnessed, Zhan Kanzi exhaled slowly, his dark eyes flickering with something unreadable, his expression carefully neutral, yet his fingers pressed just a little too tightly against the armrest of his chair.

This had gone too far.

He had expected Huang Xue to fail.

Had never truly believed that strategy alone would be enough to bridge the gap between mortals and whatever Xiao Lin had become.

But this—

This was not a defeat.

This was submission.

This was the death of the Outer Court’s illusion of control.

And now—now he had no choice but to act.

If he did not, then the next battle would not be a battle at all.

The next battle would be the moment Xiao Lin ascended completely—beyond the Outer Court, beyond the Inner Court, beyond anything the academy could contain.

And if that happened—

Then Zhan Kanzi would no longer be standing above him.@@novelbin@@

And that—that was unacceptable.

Far from the battlefield, hidden within the vast, shadowed corridors of the Inner Court, where only the strongest of Azure Dragon Academy’s elite resided, a quiet conversation took place beneath the glow of ancient lanterns, their dim light casting flickering shadows against the faces of those who sat in silent contemplation, their gazes heavy with something between calculation and quiet unease.

"He did not even attack," one of them murmured, his voice filled with something between disbelief and reluctant admiration.

Another exhaled slowly. "He did not need to."

A pause.

Then—

"This is no longer a question of talent. No longer a question of skill. No longer a question of whether or not he will reach the Inner Court."

The others listened.

Waited.

Then—the final statement.

"Xiao Lin is beyond us now."

A long silence followed.

Then, one by one, they stood.

Because now, there was no longer a debate.

There was only one decision left to make.

Would they stand with him?

Or would they stand in his way?

Beneath the fading light of the setting sun, standing alone atop the highest rooftop of the Outer Court, gazing down at the vast, ancient academy that had once cast him aside, that had once spat on his name, that had once left him broken and forgotten, Xiao Lin exhaled softly, his golden eyes half-lidded, unreadable, the wind shifting around him as if uncertain whether it should touch him at all.

The tournament was almost over.

There were only two opponents left.

Zhao Wei.

Zhan Kanzi.

And yet, as he stood there, as he listened to the whispers carried by the wind, as he felt the weight of thousands of gazes pressing down upon him, as he sensed the quiet, growing presence of something far beyond the Outer Court, far beyond Azure Dragon Academy, far beyond even the scope of this realm—

He realized something.

None of it mattered anymore.

Not the tournament.

Not the rankings.

Not the desperate attempts to contain him, not the meaningless struggles of those who still thought power could be measured in competition, not the fleeting moments of resistance that would soon crumble beneath the truth that had already settled over the academy like an unshakable decree.

Because Xiao Lin had already won.

Because the Outer Court was no longer a place he needed to fight for.

Because now, for the first time, he could feel it.

The heavens themselves had begun to shift.

And soon, even they would have no choice but to kneel.

From the shadows of the vast Azure Dragon Academy, where even the Elders did not dare to tread, where the ancient formations that had long protected the academy from outside forces now flickered with the faintest tremor, a presence that had not stirred in centuries finally opened its eyes.

A whisper.

A name.

A force.

And then, softly—

"He has awakened."

A pause.

Then—

"Let us see if the world is ready."

And just like that—

The final battle of the Outer Court would no longer decide a champion.

It would decide who was still worthy of standing in Xiao Lin’s presence.