"Rumble--"
Around Yun Ming, space shook violently and vital energy surged. Within a thousand meters, the Sacred Fire and Taiyin True Water, partitioned by the power of space, transformed into a crystalline gold-and-blue ribbon that converged at the tip of his spear.
Zhong Yuxing certainly wouldn't wait for Yun Ming to finish gathering his momentum. He raised the Demon Blade in his hand, and a hundred-meter-long blade of blood-ink appeared out of thin air. A streak of cold electricity flashed through the air—a strange phenomenon caused by the Demon Blade slicing through the atmosphere. In almost a single blink, the giant blade was already above Yun Ming's head. At the same time, countless strands of blood-ink divine power erupted from his divine armor, throwing the surrounding spatial power into utter chaos while simultaneously exerting the full pressure of his divine might.
By disrupting space and suppressing his opponent with raw power, he ensured that Yun Ming could no longer use Teleportation as recklessly as before, rendering the opponent's offensive power far less threatening.
Yun Ming was not surprised by his opponent's countermeasure; that was the whole point of flushing the snake out of the grass! However, his own response was swift. Feeling the sudden surge of pressure on his body, a layer of silver light emerged around him, rippling like ocean waves to shed most of the weight. Without hindering his movements, he met the blood blade with a spear strike infused with the ultimate water and fire.
A faint, cold sneer appeared at the corner of Zhong Yuxing's mouth. A mere mortal—as long as he wasn't untouchable, what did it matter if he possessed abilities beyond his realm? Before absolute power, everything was vanity.
"Crack--"
The spear light transformed into a hundred-meter blue-and-gold Giant Dragon. The dragon claws reached out, intending to crush the blade light, but the reality of the collision was that the Giant Dragon only held its ground for a moment before being decapitated by the Demon Blade.
Seeing that his opponent's attack was as fragile as he had expected, Zhong Yuxing let out a roar.
"Human, die!"
The blood blade continued its descent, slashing toward Yun Ming without stopping. Yet, looking at the violent blade light, Yun Ming showed no panic, merely whispering a single word.
"Bao!"
Inside the severed dragon-shaped spear light, the spatial power dissipated. The ultimate water and fire, mixed with dense light energy, made direct contact and reacted rapidly, triggering a massive explosion in an instant.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The blood-colored blade light was shattered to pieces by the explosion, with the majority of it disintegrating. A large amount of resentment energy made contact with the light energy, dissolving and triggering a chain of smaller explosions.
A red crystal light flashed above Zhong Yuxing's head, and a condensed, tangible wave of Spiritual Power swept across, intercepting all the residual shockwaves of the explosion. However, the follow-up attack was already arriving.
He looked up at the sky, where a massive Angel Phantom was vaguely visible. The six wings behind the phantom fluttered slightly, and countless blue-and-gold rays converged from all directions, condensing into form. Then, a loud shout echoed from the sky.
"Death Angel! Go!!"
Zhong Yuxing sensed the Angel Phantom, now condensed with immense energy, diving toward him, entering his line of sight in an instant.
Watching the Angel Phantom pass by, causing visible ripples in the space within the domain, Zhong Yuxing's expression grew solemn. Clearly, the intensity of this attack was something he could not ignore. As expected of a professional demon-slayer, while Qian Daoliu's attack wasn't as sharp in single-point penetration as Yun Ming's, it was equally impossible for Zhong Yuxing to disregard.
Seeing the angel with its terrifying sacred energy open its arms as if to embrace and redeem him—the Evil God—a blood-ink beast shadow emerged above Zhong Yuxing's head, merging into the Demon Blade in his hand as he swung it.
"Fallen God River!"
The slash transformed into a long river of blade-beasts, led by a Magic Dragon-shaped beast, charging ferociously toward the Angel Phantom.
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle--"
After the angel purified a portion of the blade-beasts, it ultimately collapsed powerlessly under the trampling of the beast torrent, letting out a mournful cry before dissipating. The remaining beasts continued their charge toward Qian Daoliu.
Seeing this, Yun Ming struck again. Two Soul Cores at his brow and heart spun at full capacity, and the light patterns all over his body shone brightly. Within his World Domain, the Sun and Moon Shining Together chased and swirled around each other. The two rotated rapidly, faster and faster, eventually tearing space apart and falling into the Void, transforming into a Black Sun that descended before Qian Daoliu.
"Atlas, Black Sun."
The Black Sun took shape, rotating slowly. The leading wave of blade-beasts was immediately shredded into divine power essence by the pulling force and swallowed within. However, the higher level of the divine energy hindered the Black Sun's digestion, causing the pulling force to weaken involuntarily. Some beasts, not yet shredded, invaded the interior of the Black Sun. The result was that the Black Sun's structure became damaged and gradually lost control; the surrounding space trembled violently, and blood-ink divine power and silvery-white spatial power leaked out continuously.
Seeing that the Black Sun was about to explode, Qian Daoliu quickly retreated. With his six wings flapping in unison, he fled a thousand meters away in an instant. Then, he heard a heaven-shaking roar from behind him.
"Boom--"
The energy swallowed by the Black Sun erupted, transforming from a Black Sun into a Rising Sun. Under the brilliant red light, it was like a new sun born in this world.
A silver light flashed in Yun Ming's eyes as he quickly carried Qian Daoliu out of the explosion range, leaving Zhong Yuxing to enjoy the shockwave alone.
"Hoo--"
Qian Daoliu landed at a distance and let out a long breath. That previous 'Death Angel' was one of his Ninth Soul Skills and consumed a great deal of energy; he needed a moment to recover.
Yun Ming sent a secret voice transmission to Bo Saixi.
Senior, are you ready?
Bo Saixi, while focusing on gathering her power, replied.
Just a little bit more.
Understanding this, Yun Ming turned his gaze back to Qian Daoliu.
"Grand Offerings, how is it? Can you still fight?"
Given the intensity of the previous collision, he knew for certain that he couldn't hurt Zhong Yuxing; intercepting him for a moment was already the limit, so they had to keep stalling.
Qian Daoliu caught his breath and said.
"Of course, this old man can keep fighting for three days and three nights!"
Whether he could or not didn't matter; he absolutely could not lose face verbally.
Yun Ming curled his lips and said.
"Then let's go again!"
The two turned into streaks of light and launched another charge. As for Zhong Yuxing, protected by a swirling Magic Dragon of resentment energy that resembled his true form, he was naturally unscathed, though his foul mood was certainly real.
Sensing the two ants attacking again, the blood-colored divine flame on Zhong Yuxing's body surged once more. The Fallen God Domain contracted to cover a ten-meter radius around him, the swirling blood mist becoming so thick it completely obscured vision, accompanied by constant cold winds and shrill shrieks. His annoyance with the two had reached its peak. This time, he would take them both down in one fell swoop, and he would make them die by each other's hands.
One of the ultimate divine skills of the Fallen God, 'Prison of the Fallen', was activated.
In a battle between two sides, the entanglement of domains was a natural occurrence. Previously, under the protection of their own World Domain, the intangible influence of the 'Fallen God Domain' could not substantially weaken Yun Ming and his companion's combat power. But now, as the two entered the compressed 'Fallen God Domain' once more, the resentment energy relentlessly assaulted their minds, provoking the evil thoughts hidden deep within their hearts.
Qian Daoliu fell into the past for a mere moment, his movements ceasing entirely. He had traversed the Soul Master World for over a hundred years, and naturally, he held many regrets; losing to Tang Chen by half a move was one, and his unrequited love for Bo Saixi was another. Of course, what wounded him most was his own disappointing, rebellious son, who had committed such absurd acts that he ultimately died at the hands of Bibi Dong.
These various past events replayed before his eyes, and with the divine skill of Zhong Yuxing constantly agitating his emotions, his face twisted and his eyes turned ferocious. The Holy Light surrounding his entire body began to flicker, as if he were on the verge of falling into demonic madness. However, Qian Daoliu's mental fortitude and cultivation of character were still formidable; even as he suffered through a constant cycle of pain, and even with the opponent's ability magnifying his emotional shifts, he had not yet completely lost control, though it was unclear how much longer he could hold on.
On the other side, the situation with Yun Ming was much the same. Even though Yun Ming currently controlled the world with the heart of heaven in his chest, making him colder than usual, he still inevitably recalled the regrets of his past and present lives.
Yun Ming had been a supreme genius in both lifetimes, spared many of the troubles common to ordinary people, yet there were still things that did not go his way—such as the destruction of Shrek City before his eyes in his previous life, his parents whom he had never met in this life, and the disgrace and eventual dissolution of Shrek Academy.
The timeline moved from the recent to the distant, beginning to replay these contents. From the perspective of Yun Ming after his memories returned, looking back at his time at Shrek Academy, he still felt no regret. Problems had appeared, and they had to be solved early; otherwise, they would only trigger greater chaos in the future. The destruction of Shrek in his previous life was perhaps the bitter fruit of those past days! Yet, if there were a possibility later, he might consider rebuilding a new Shrek Academy under a different identity.
The memories continued to flow backward, returning to the moment of his birth, the deepest part of his mind. Yun Ming heard the whispers of his mother from this life in his ears. Every word contained reluctance and regret, causing Yun Ming's soul to tremble uncontrollably. Terrifying killing intent erupted from his body; he now wished he could drag those people from the Clear Sky Sect out of hell to grind their bones and scatter their ashes once more, just to soothe the hatred in his heart. Looking at the pale-faced woman in his memory, Yun Ming thought to himself.
Mother, I have done everything you said, and I have done it well. Please, rest assured!
The scene shifted again, returning to the battle of Shrek's destruction in his previous life. Having understood the various events of this life, he was no longer as indignant when looking at the past. It was a matter of time and fate; they were merely paying the karmic debts for Shrek's past. However, watching the Ghost Emperor fleeing in the scene, a thought arose in Yun Ming's mind: did he still have a chance to kill his way back? If he could, he would personally execute the Ghost Emperor, as well as the person who helped the Ghost Emperor create the God-Slaying Soul Tool, to avenge his fallen colleagues and students.
Having figured this out, Yun Ming suddenly felt that he had become even more enlightened.
Afterward, the scenes continued to rotate.
Outside, seven breaths of time had passed, and the expression of Zhong Yuxing changed from the initial excitement of seeing the two fall into his trap to one of gloom. Qian Daoliu was fine; he could see that the man could not hold on much longer. But Yun Ming, aside from the initial outburst of killing intent, showed no further reaction, which made Him somewhat uneasy.
The Prison of the Fallen of Zhong Yuxing forced one to look directly at the deepest wounds of their soul, and coupled with the induction and catalysis of His resentful divine power, even gods found it hard to resist. How could a mortal remain unaffected!
Yes! That's it, this brat must just be able to resist a little, He thought to Himself.
Three more breaths passed, and seeing that Yun Ming still had no reaction, Zhong Yuxing decided to take the initiative; delay would only lead to changes. Although He could no longer see the beautiful scene of companions slaughtering each other and staining their hands with each other's blood, as long as they died, it would still soothe the hatred in His heart.
He raised the Demon Blade in His hand and looked at Yun Ming, shouting in a low voice.
"Human, if there is an afterlife, remember to have a bit of foresight. Goodbye!"
With that, the blade light transformed into a blood shadow and fell violently. Yet, almost at the same time, Yun Ming opened his eyes. The White Flame Spear in his hand instinctively thrust out, blocking the blade's edge, while he said softly.
"What are you doing! I was still enjoying my time with my mother and old acquaintances."
"Ding—"
A clear, crisp sound rang out. Yun Ming borrowed the force to retreat, and at the same time, his other hand utilized the power of space to grasp Qian Daoliu, taking him out of the range of the Prison of the Fallen.
Seeing that Yun Ming had blocked his attack in the blink of an eye, Zhong Yuxing was filled with astonishment. How could someone truly remain unaffected?
But regardless of how unwilling He was to believe it, the fact was before His eyes: Yun Ming had not been influenced in the slightest.
Zhong Yuxing said in disbelief.
"How is it possible! How could you possibly withstand it!"
He did not understand why a selfish, self-interested creature like a human could resist the darkness within their own heart. This was something even gods could not do.
Yun Ming did not understand His point and replied casually.
"Guess."
Nonsense. Yun Ming had either seen through the essence of his past regrets or had resolved their aftermaths; how could he still be troubled by the past and stop moving forward?
Seeing this damned human being presumptuous before Him again, Zhong Yuxing felt a surge of anger. He decided that the next time He had a chance, He would definitely cut down the opponent immediately. But before He could act, the woman who had not yet made a move spoke up.
"Little friend, get ready!"
After saying this, Bo Saixi did not wait for Yun Ming's feedback and acted immediately.
She saw the Sea God True Body behind her take a step forward. As this step was taken, everything around them instantly turned into a brilliant gold; even all the plants seemed to be cast from gold. It was a golden mist, and the Trident was raised in the hands of that golden phantom, swinging out lightly to bring forth dazzling golden rings. Each ring looked chaotic and disorganized, but they seemed to have eyes as they enveloped Zhong Yuxing.
Within this golden mist, Zhong Yuxing was horrified to find that His domain had completely lost its effect and could not be released outside His body. At the same time, His Spiritual Power was also completely suppressed, unable to be released from His main body; He could only rely on His eyes to see everything around Him.
Watching those golden rings coming toward Him, cold light flickered in Zhong Yuxing's eyes. He raised the Demon Blade in His hand, and a point of black light instantly spread down, causing the blade's edge to light up. With two quick slashes, a huge fork-shaped ripple headed straight for the golden phantom.
"Extinction Slash!"
When the black fork-shaped light wave made contact with the golden rings released from the Trident, there was no collision; they simply passed through each other. The golden rings continued toward Him, and the light slash headed straight for the body of the golden phantom.
Bo Saixi said indifferently.
"It is useless. Uncertain Storm is both offensive and defensive; even if you are a god, you must be bound."
Watching the nine rings fall into place, Bo Saixi threw out the final Uncertain Storm with a pale face.
"Ten Rings Sealing God!"
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