Chapter 2098: Time and Space in Chaos
"Since you are so eager to seek death, how could I not grant your wish?"
A vast dark force surged wildly from within the Dark Son, rushing toward Zhang Ruochen like a tidal wave.
The Dark Son's target was not only Zhang Ruochen but also Mo Yin, who was devouring the soul of the Nether Serpent. The Nether Serpent Grand Formation had been painstakingly refined, costing him immense effort, so he naturally could not stand by and watch Mo Yin destroy it.
Facing the surging dark tide, Zhang Ruochen stood unmoving, channeling hundreds of thousands of Space Rules within his body, unleashing a powerful spatial force that permeated the space around him.
"Boom."
A thousand zhang of space exploded into fragments, then completely annihilated, revealing a vast pitch-black Void Space.
The dark force surging from within the Dark Son uncontrollably poured into the pitch-black Void Space—the place of absolute darkness, swallowing everything.
With Zhang Ruochen's current mastery of space, the first level of Space Annihilation had surpassed great accomplishment, reaching true perfection. When fully unleashed, even the most top-tier Ten-Thousand Pattern Sacred Artifacts would be reduced to dust.
As an Eternal Dao, the Way of Space had very few people with the talent to cultivate it. Yet, across the various worlds, a handful could always be found. Gathered together, they numbered in the tens of thousands, most training in the Space Divine Temple. Among them were Space Controllers, such as the former leader of the Space Divine Temple, Gongzi Yan.
But sadly, despite receiving meticulous training from the Space Divine Temple, none of these geniuses could match Zhang Ruochen in the end—a deeply ironic outcome.
The Thousand Star Celestial Maiden murmured softly, "Perhaps it is precisely because he never entered the Space Divine Temple to train that Zhang Ruochen's Way of Space has reached such a high level. Mastering one's own direction in cultivation often yields greater achievements than following a set path."
Sharing hardships with Zhang Ruochen in the underground world had brought the Thousand Star Celestial Maiden many insights. This was arguably her greatest gain from coming to True Dragon Island, and it would profoundly influence her future cultivation.
The Dark Son's eyes narrowed slightly. As he retreated, he formed nine mysterious hand seals with incredible speed.
"Whoosh."
Nine dim beams of light flew out from behind the Dark Son, transforming into nine sharp demon blades that radiated overwhelming fierce and baleful aura.
The demon blades were not real Sacred Artifacts but manifestations of Sacred Arts. Yet, their power was nearly comparable to Monarch Battle Artifacts.
Sensing the fierce and baleful aura emitted by the demon blades, many of the observing experts felt their scalps tingle, as if their physical bodies and Sacred Souls were on the verge of shattering.
They had no doubt that if they were caught in the power of the nine demon blades, even if they didn't die, they would lose half their lives.
"Clatter."
The nine demon blades advanced with unstoppable momentum, and even the Space Domain Zhang Ruochen had released could not contain them.
Zhang Ruochen released the Abyssal Ancient Sword, formed fist seals with both hands, and mobilized the Water Element Rules and Fist Dao Rules he had cultivated. He condensed a vast amount of Saint Qi, conjuring a mighty Heavenly River that descended from the sky.
Before entering True Dragon Island, Zhang Ruochen had refined a top-tier water-element divine object. This not only strengthened his Five Elements Chaos Body but also deepened his understanding of the Way of Water and the Luo Water Fist Art.
The same Eleventh Layer of the Luo Water Fist Art, when unleashed now, was worlds apart from before.
The Heavenly River reversed its flow, sweeping toward the nine demon blades released by the Dark Son, drowning all the fierce and baleful aura.
As the saying goes, drawing a blade to cut water only makes it flow more. No matter how sharp the blade energy of the nine demon blades was, they could not sever the Heavenly River. Instead, their power was gradually worn away by the river.
In no time, the nine demon blades completely dissolved, leaving nothing behind.
"Courtesy demands reciprocity. Now, take a sword from me."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes sharpened, and he let out a loud shout.
However, he did not use the Abyssal Ancient Sword. Instead, he continued to execute the Luo Water Fist Art. The vast Heavenly River churned violently, suddenly bursting forth with a pure yang aura, forming a giant sword that slashed toward the Dark Son.
The Dark Son's gaze was indifferent. He slowly extended one hand, which instantly expanded to a thousand zhang in size, radiating a deep, imperishable radiance as it met the Heavenly River giant sword.
Though he had not yet truly forged an Imperishable Saintly Body, the Dark Son's physical strength far surpassed that of an ordinary Imperishable Great Saint, as he had refined only the most top-tier divine objects.
"Bang."
The Dark Son's giant hand blocked the Heavenly River giant sword, then gripped it tightly, attempting to crush it.
Seeing this, a faint smile curled at the corner of Zhang Ruochen's mouth. He immediately mobilized the Truth Rules within him, injecting a mysterious force into the Heavenly River giant sword.
Instantly, the Heavenly River giant sword trembled, unleashing even more terrifying power, as if a true Heavenly River had fallen from the heavens, threatening to crush the sky.
"Hmm?"
The Dark Son's expression shifted slightly, and his body shook violently.
"Rumble."
With the Dark Son at the center, the ground for hundreds of li around instantly shattered and then sank.
In the blink of an eye, a massive pit over three hundred li in diameter appeared, as if struck by a meteor. The central area was five hundred zhang deep, and the Dark Son stood within it.
Relying on his powerful body, the Dark Son barely withstood this heavy blow. Yet, his already imperishable palm was cut by invisible sharpness, and dark red blood flowed down his arm.
Seeing this, many observers widened their eyes in shock.
This was True Dragon Island, an environment so unique that it could withstand battles between gods, making large-scale destruction difficult. An ordinary Saint King could barely even shatter a small hill.
Yet now, Zhang Ruochen had unleashed a Sacred Art that, even when blocked by the Dark Son, caused such massive destruction. His offensive power was truly terrifying.
"Zhang Ruochen actually amplified the attack power of his Sacred Art by nine times, this..." Linglong Xianzi's heart shook violently, her gaze fixed on Zhang Ruochen.
The limit of attack power amplification through the Way of Truth was ten times, but that was almost legendary. Tens of thousands of years might pass without a single person achieving it.
In fact, even the Divine Heir Disciples trained by the Truth Divine Temple could only achieve six to seven times amplification. Those who reached eight times were few and far between.
As for nine times amplification, even among the Truth Divine Temple's top ten Divine Heir Disciples, it was uncertain if anyone could achieve it.
The next moment, a gleam of light flashed in Ao Xukong's eyes. He thought to himself, "Zhang Ruochen must have obtained the Truth Esoterica."
Crossing the Sea of Truth had a slim chance of granting the Truth Esoterica. This was no secret, but those who obtained it never let others know.
As the Heir of Time and Space, Zhang Ruochen's mastery of time and space was not surprising. But his profound attainment in the Way of Truth inevitably aroused suspicion.
Linglong Xianzi looked thoughtful. "Perhaps this is why Father God told us to watch Zhang Ruochen. His potential is immense, and he may well become the second Xumi Saint Monk in the future."
On the battlefield, Zhang Ruochen remained calm, showing no sign of pride. It was thanks to the trials he endured within the body of the monster king that he had crossed a crucial threshold, achieving a major breakthrough in the Way of Truth.
Within Zhang Ruochen's body, he now had over 560,000 Truth Rules—an unimaginable number for ordinary Truth cultivators.
To achieve the legendary tenfold attack power amplification, two conditions had to be met: first, condensing a Truth Realm Form, and second, having 880,000 Truth Rules.
If one was a Divine Heir Disciple of the Truth Divine Temple, condensing a Truth Realm Form was not too difficult, as the temple would pass down special secret techniques.
For someone like Zhang Ruochen, who was not a Divine Heir Disciple, he had to rely on his own exploration, making it more than ten times harder. Few succeeded.
"Bang."
Under immense force, the Heavenly River giant sword shattered.
The Dark Son licked a drop of his own blood, a wild look appearing in his eyes. "Nine times attack power. To cultivate the Way of Truth to such a level, even in the entire Heavenly Court, few can match. Good. Only someone like you is truly worthy of my full strength."
Before his words faded, the Dark Son had already transformed into a beam of dim light, shooting out of the great pit and charging straight at Zhang Ruochen.
"Come."
Zhang Ruochen showed no intention of dodging. Gripping the Abyssal Ancient Sword, he met the charge head-on.
A fierce battle erupted instantly. Both sides held nothing back, unleashing various powerful Sacred Arts.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Ruochen and the Dark Son had already clashed over a thousand times, locked in a deadlock. The ground for five hundred li around had sunk nearly a thousand zhang.
The prolonged battle had ignited true fury in both Zhang Ruochen and the Dark Son. Each had only one thought: to kill the other.
"Bang."
After another fierce exchange, Zhang Ruochen and the Dark Son separated.
Zhang Ruochen's sword-wielding arm trembled slightly, and fresh blood dripped down the blade. The blood and Qi within his body churned violently, hard to calm.
The Dark Son was not much better. Though his body was nearly completely imperishable, the Abyssal Ancient Sword had left multiple wounds on him, especially the gash on his neck, which still bled.
Despite his physical advantage, the Dark Son had gained no upper hand in the direct clash with Zhang Ruochen, which infuriated him greatly.
"He can actually fight the Dark Son to a draw. His strength is growing at a terrifying rate." Minghu Zhenjun clicked his tongue in amazement.
It seemed that not engaging Zhang Ruochen earlier had been the right choice. With Zhang Ruochen's unpredictable methods, he might have suffered a great loss.
The Golden Sun Twin Kings were truly foolish to still seek revenge against Zhang Ruochen.
The Dark Son's brow glowed, and a sacred bell engraved with countless dark secret patterns flew out, emitting a deafening chime.
"This ends now." The Dark Son muttered, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Driven by dark power, the dark secret patterns on the surface of the black sacred bell were all activated, clearly emerging as if alive, constantly shifting forms.
A vast dark divine power was released, turning into ripples of divine force that surged violently toward Zhang Ruochen.
Where the divine ripples passed, space shattered, and no power could stop them.
"Rumble."
The ground for hundreds of li around completely disintegrated, sinking further.
Zhang Ruochen had been prepared. He raised his hand, and the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror flew out from the collapsing Nether Serpent Grand Formation, releasing surging demonic Qi that condensed into continuous demon mountains, suppressing heaven and earth and blocking the divine ripples.
By now, the Nether Serpent Grand Formation had been completely broken. Mo Yin released countless vines, weaving them into a net to bind all the Nether Serpent souls, slowly refining them.
While unleashing the black sacred bell, the Dark Son's hands quickly formed complex hand seals, and a strange dark force surged forth wildly.
The alien dark force churned, instantly evolving into a vast Dark Abyss that manifested behind the Dark Son.
"The Dark Abyss."
Many Hell Realm experts couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
The abyss the Dark Son had manifested was almost identical to the Hell Realm's forbidden land—the Dark Abyss.
Especially now, as the Dark Son used the alien dark force to evolve it, even the aura was exactly the same.
The abyss grew increasingly solid, as if the Dark Son had connected with the Dark Abyss, intending to bring it down upon the Kunlun Realm.
Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen's expression turned serious. He extended both hands, gathering Time Rules in his left and Space Rules in his right, while Saint Qi surged endlessly toward his hands.
The Time Rules derived countless Time Imprints, condensing into a River of Time that swirled around him.
At the same time, a vast spatial force surged from Zhang Ruochen's right hand, condensing into sharp silver lights that, with a slight vibration, shattered the surrounding space.
"Bang."
As the dark force surged, a towering figure emerged halfway from the Dark Abyss, its head touching the sky, releasing an overwhelming pressure.
Though only half its body had emerged, it was still thousands of zhang tall, with tens of thousands of arms.
Most notably, it had a human body but a massive snake head, looking ferocious and hideous beyond compare.
As if influenced by the fierce and cruel aura of the figure behind him, the Dark Son's eyes turned blood-red, and a dense fierce and baleful aura emanated from him.
"Die."
The Dark Son roared, and the figure behind him extended countless arms, shattering the void and reaching for Zhang Ruochen.
Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen's eyes sharpened. He pressed his right hand forward, unleashing the perfected first level of Space Annihilation.
"Boom."
The arms of the human-bodied, snake-headed monster all disintegrated.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen unleashed the silver lights of the River of Time, sweeping them toward the Dark Son.
The Dark Abyss behind the Dark Son trembled, releasing an incredibly powerful suction force, attempting to forcibly swallow both the River of Time and the silver lights.
Zhang Ruochen would not let the Dark Son have his way. With a thought, he dissolved the River of Time into countless Time Imprints, flooding toward the Dark Son.
The silver lights also unleashed their indestructible power, striking the Dark Abyss one after another, tearing open hideous cracks.
In this situation, though the Dark Abyss devoured most of the Time Imprints, a small number still entered the Dark Son's body.
"Whoosh."
The massive snake head extended, opening its gaping maw and biting down at Zhang Ruochen from above.
A strange force appeared, ignoring Zhang Ruochen's various defenses and directly penetrating his Sacred Soul, attempting to forcibly extract it.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were resolute. He suddenly brought his hands together, intertwining the Time Rules and Space Rules.
Perhaps due to the violent collision, Zhang Ruochen let out a muffled groan, and traces of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"Buzz."
The power of time and the power of space miraculously merged, forming a mysterious and unparalleled time and space force.
"Time and Space in Chaos."
The moment the time and space force was unleashed, time and space within several hundred zhang immediately became chaotic, as if different time and space were overlapping.
"Bang."
Struck by this chaotic time and space force, the massive snake head phantom shattered instantly.
Though weakened, the time and space force continued to surge toward the Dark Son, ignoring spatial barriers, and engulfed him in an instant.
The two top-tier experts of the younger generation from the Kunlun Realm and the Hell Realm were about to decide the victor. All cultivators' gazes were fixed on them, their breaths seeming to pause.
Given the perilous situation, if the Dark Son had no other trump cards, only by breaking through to the Great Saint Realm could he withstand Zhang Ruochen's onslaught.
But if he broke through, wouldn't that mean admitting defeat to Zhang Ruochen at the same realm?
Ao Xukong, the Thousand Star Celestial Maiden, Linglong Xianzi... all the cultivators from the Heavenly Court side tensed up, thinking: once the Dark Son was forced to break through, how should they respond?
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