Chapter 2124: Breaking the Myth
Nine hundred and ninety-nine doppelgangers dissipated, transforming back into Extreme Dark Yanluo Qi and merging into Yan Wushen's body.
"Being able to integrate a divine leg is quite an extraordinary constitution, but that power is ultimately not your own. How many times can you actually use it?" Yan Wushen said with a faint smile.
As a Source Master, Yan Wushen, like the Thousand Star Heavenly Maiden, possessed Source Divine Eyes, and his were even more powerful. Naturally, he could see through the true nature of Zhang Ruochen's left leg.
Zhang Ruochen stood atop the lava lake, blazing divine fire burning around his body, his battle intent soaring like a flame war god. He said calmly, "Come and try, and you'll find out."
The Blazing God Leg was indeed one of Zhang Ruochen's trump cards, but that didn't mean he had to rely on it to fight Yan Wushen.
"Quite arrogant, aren't you? Good. I hope you can keep me entertained for a while longer." Yan Wushen laughed heartily.
As he spoke, Yan Wushen raised his hand lightly, and the scorching lava from the ground surged skyward, engulfing Zhang Ruochen.
Incredibly, the vast sea of lava instantly transformed into a mountain of metal and iron, towering ten thousand zhang high. But it didn't remain fixed; instead, it continuously compressed, its structure growing denser and denser. The terrifying crushing force it generated could shatter even an Immortal Sacred Body.
At the center of the metal mountain was a space barely one zhang in size, where Zhang Ruochen was trapped. However, this space was unstable, shrinking relentlessly, already at its limit and on the verge of collapse.
"Both are Source Masters, but Yu Chenjing is far inferior to Yan Wushen," Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
Feeling the crushing force grow stronger, Zhang Ruochen didn't hesitate. He drew the Abyssal Ancient Sword and instantly entered a state of unity between man and sword, moving slowly yet swiftly.
Countless crystalline flower buds appeared, each containing a vast sword world, like independent realms of time and space, spanning past, present, and future.
With a thought from Zhang Ruochen, all the flower buds bloomed, releasing billions of sharp sword qi, along with countless fragments of time and space dancing in the air.
"Boom."
No matter how solid the metal mountain was, it exploded in an instant.
Then, Zhang Ruochen's sword style changed, and he slashed out a cross-shaped solid sword light.
This was the perfected Sword Ten, its power reaching the pinnacle of top-tier Immortal-level high-rank sacred arts. At the same time, Truth Rules were mobilized, amplifying the attack power of this sword light by a full nine times.
Although Ling Feiyu's cultivation insights had only covered the first four layers of Sword Ten, Zhang Ruochen, relying on his exceptional talent in the Sword Dao, had comprehended the fifth layer, achieving the perfected state of Sword Ten.
Without a doubt, Zhang Ruochen's current Sword Dao realm had already surpassed that of the Great Saint ancestor of the Skyward Sword Lineage.
With Zhang Ruochen's current strength, only a formidable opponent like Yan Wushen was worthy of him unleashing Sword Ten.
Seeing the cross-shaped sword light coming at him, Yan Wushen's eyes turned serious. Numerous Source Rules surged from his body, transforming into an invisible stream of source particles.
When the cross-shaped sword light was less than one zhang away from Yan Wushen, it suddenly dissipated, broken down by the source power.
But as the cross-shaped sword light disintegrated, a peculiar space imprint appeared, one that even the source power couldn't affect.
Completely unexpectedly, Zhang Ruochen's figure appeared at the location of that space imprint, instantly swinging his sword at Yan Wushen.
Clearly, Zhang Ruochen had calculated everything. His earlier attack was merely a setup to create an opportunity to get close to Yan Wushen.
With a flash of sword light, Yan Wushen's head flew off.
However, Zhang Ruochen's pupils contracted sharply, because the decapitated Yan Wushen didn't shed a single drop of blood.
In an extremely eerie turn, another Yan Wushen appeared behind Zhang Ruochen, punching toward his head.
At the critical moment, Zhang Ruochen spun around instantly, blocking with the Abyssal Ancient Sword in front of him.
"Bang."
Yan Wushen's fist struck the Abyssal Ancient Sword solidly.
The force of this punch was terrifying, like a star falling from a million miles high, unstoppable. Even with the Abyssal Ancient Sword's defense, Zhang Ruochen was sent flying like a meteor.
He flew straight for over a thousand miles before stabilizing himself, but couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of sacred blood.
Yan Wushen's attack was too fierce and domineering. Even after the Abyssal Ancient Sword and the Flame God Armor had absorbed much of the force, Zhang Ruochen's internal organs still suffered a significant impact.
This was mainly because Zhang Ruochen's internal organs hadn't yet completed their immortalization, making them relatively fragile.
A hint of seriousness appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes. "He managed to form a doppelganger with source power in an instant, used space displacement to appear behind me, and attacked. Such mastery of space and source arts is incredible."
If it had been a doppelganger formed from ordinary sacred qi or even blood essence, Zhang Ruochen could have immediately seen through it.
But Yan Wushen's Source Dao was too profound; no one could detect it.
Zhang Ruochen had faced many opponents, but in terms of both techniques and combat awareness, Yan Wushen was undoubtedly the most terrifying.
In that situation, if it had been anyone else, even an Immortal Realm Great Saint, they would have died at Yan Wushen's hands.
"Quick reflexes. Take another punch from me."
Before Yan Wushen's voice had even faded, his figure had already appeared right in front of Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen didn't retreat. He immediately swung his sword to meet the attack, unleashing the Time Sword Art.
Under the influence of time power, Zhang Ruochen's sword struck first despite being later, sending a large number of time imprints toward Yan Wushen.
Yan Wushen was a rare controller of two Eternal Daos in ten thousand years, and he could already use both Eternal Daos freely, even combining them.
Zhang Ruochen was no slouch either. He also controlled two Eternal Daos, and the mystery of time was in no way inferior to source.
Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen fought fiercely, their positions constantly shifting, gradually moving away from the Luo River.
Other cultivators could only watch from afar, not daring to follow. Only Ming Yao and Ming Fo stayed close behind.
They were almost certain that Zhang Ruochen would lose this battle. They followed only to prevent him from escaping after his defeat.
The battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen was too intense. Wherever they passed, space shattered, the earth turned to scorched soil, and all life was extinguished.
Fortunately, no humans lived in this region anymore; otherwise, the casualties would have been devastating.
After a series of fierce exchanges, Zhang Ruochen grew braver and braver, not letting Yan Wushen gain any advantage. Even the injury from his earlier carelessness had already healed.
With the divine sun formed from the Seven Star Divine Ling's sun leaf, Zhang Ruochen didn't need to worry about minor injuries.
Yan Wushen stared at Zhang Ruochen and said seriously, "I have to admit, Zhang Ruochen, your strength is somewhat unexpected. You are worthy of dying under the Yama Clan's secret art."
As Yan Wushen's words fell, the entire sky suddenly darkened.
The strange mark on Yan Wushen's forehead emitted a dim light. The heaven and earth rules and sacred qi within ten thousand miles surged violently, converging from all directions.
At the same time, nearly a hundred million sacred dao rules surged from Yan Wushen's body, each one solid and thick, comparable to or even surpassing those of an Immortal Great Saint.
Based on that strange mark, the nearly hundred million sacred dao rules intertwined, forming a sinister world. As it was filled with heaven and earth rules and sacred qi, it grew larger and larger.
This world was as dark as a black hole, exuding a unique aura of the underworld. Faint sounds of billions of vengeful spirits wailing could be heard, making one's scalp tingle.
An invisible world pressure spread out, as if it would cover the entire Eastern Domain.
"What a terrifying secret art! Is this really something a Saint King can unleash?"
"Yan Wushen is too strong. It seems that even Zhang Ruochen can't break Yan Wushen's undefeated myth."
"Zhang Ruochen hasn't been cultivating for long and lacks the necessary accumulation. If he were given more time, Yan Wushen might not be able to defeat him."
"I hope Zhang Ruochen can survive. Otherwise, who will be able to match Yan Wushen in the future?"
"It's probably very difficult. Ming Yao and Ming Fo have been following him, determined to kill Zhang Ruochen."
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Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from that sinister world, the Heavenly Court cultivators watching from afar trembled in fear.
The Heavenly Beginning Fairy raised her head, her vertical eye on her forehead glowing with divine light, gazing at the increasingly massive sinister world. A deep worry appeared on her brow.
She wanted to help Zhang Ruochen but was powerless. Her cultivation hadn't yet reached its peak, and even with the inheritance of the Luo God Ancestor, she couldn't freely mobilize the power of the Luo River.
"Unless... I use that thing, but..."
The Heavenly Beginning Fairy's heart was torn.
That thing was of great importance. Once used, the consequences would be unpredictable, and it might bring disaster to the entire Heavenly Beginning Civilization.
Ming Yao sneered, "I didn't expect Yan Wushen to use 'Yama Hell.' It seems that even without our intervention, Zhang Ruochen is doomed this time."
"Only those who have cultivated both the Way of Space and the Source Dao can master 'Yama Hell.' This is the Yama Clan's supreme secret art. From ancient times to the present, very few have succeeded. Even if you and I wield the Ancient Curse Furnace, it would be difficult to counter this move," Ming Fo said solemnly.
Thinking of the terror of "Yama Hell," Ming Yao and Ming Fo both retreated far away to avoid being caught in it.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's expression was extremely serious, his eyes fixed on the sinister world, which had already exceeded ten thousand miles in diameter.
He could clearly feel that the surrounding space had completely solidified. Even he couldn't use space displacement to escape.
Yan Wushen looked down at Zhang Ruochen with cold eyes. "This ends here."
With a wave of Yan Wushen's hand, the massive "Yama Hell" descended toward Zhang Ruochen with overwhelming force.
Drawn by the terrifying power, over a dozen small stars fell from beyond the domain, all devoured by "Yama Hell" and turned to dust.
Zhang Ruochen let out a light breath and took out an object. It was plain and unadorned but emitted a mysterious and profound Dao rhythm—the Sundial.
Without holding back, Zhang Ruochen poured all his sacred qi and the sixty-three time rules he had cultivated into the Sundial, also mobilizing the Truth Esoterica.
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen activated the *Nine Heavens Bright Emperor Scripture*, drawing a large amount of divine essence from the divine sun formed by the Seven Star Divine Ling's sun leaf and injecting it into the Sundial.
Instantly, a layer of cyan light appeared on the Sundial's surface. Countless light spots flew out from it, forming a cyan ribbon that met "Yama Hell."
Wherever the cyan ribbon passed, time became extremely chaotic, and large swaths of space-time twisted, resulting in devastating collapse.
With his improved time mastery and some research and insight into the Sundial, Zhang Ruochen could finally use the Sundial to attack, no longer limited to assisting cultivation.
The Sundial was a time treasure that had existed since the dawn of human civilization. If fully activated, destroying a major world wouldn't be difficult.
With Zhang Ruochen's current achievements in the Way of Time, he was far from being able to unleash the Sundial's true power. But even one ten-thousandth of its power was not to be underestimated.
"Boom."
The "Yama Hell" that Yan Wushen had condensed exploded with a thunderous roar, releasing an extremely terrifying destructive force.
"Not good."
Ming Yao and Ming Fo's faces changed drastically. They quickly sacrificed the Ancient Curse Furnace to block in front of them.
This destructive force spread far and wide, even causing the Luo River, tens of thousands of miles away, to surge with towering waves.
Within tens of thousands of miles, all mountain ranges were leveled to the ground, leaving not a blade of grass.
At the center of the explosion, a giant pit over ten thousand miles in diameter appeared, the deepest point exceeding three thousand zhang, as if a giant planet had crashed into it.
Many cultivators rose into the air, gazing at the giant pit from afar.
"Who won?"
Everyone was undoubtedly concerned about the outcome of this battle.
The Heavenly Beginning Fairy also stepped onto the golden mist, appearing in midair, looking nervously toward the giant pit.
Inside the giant pit, the violent power had yet to dissipate. Two figures stood a hundred miles apart, facing each other.
Zhang Ruochen held the Sundial in his hand, his body straight as a spear, his eyes like lightning, staring directly at Yan Wushen.
Yan Wushen also stood upright, the strange mark on his forehead dim and lusterless, the evil aura around him almost completely gone.
"Pfft."
Suddenly, Yan Wushen's body shook violently, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. His entire spirit and energy instantly withered.
"How is this possible? Yan Wushen actually lost!"
Ming Yao's eyes widened, unable to believe what he was seeing.
Ming Fo was also stunned, staring intently at Zhang Ruochen.
"This... is truly heaven-defying. Zhang Ruochen has broken Yan Wushen's invincible myth!"
Cultivators from all sides were dumbfounded, their minds blank.
Yan Wushen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze fixed on Zhang Ruochen. "Heh... I didn't expect to encounter such a great enemy at the same cultivation level. Although you only managed this by using that time treasure, being able to seriously injure me is quite remarkable. Soon, I will come to fight you again and truly decide the victor."
With that, Yan Wushen shattered space with his powerful force and crossed the void to leave, just as he had arrived.
Zhang Ruochen just watched quietly, not trying to stop him.
Just as the shattered space was about to repair itself, a bloodied figure fell out from within.
Zhang Ruochen moved and caught the falling figure. It was none other than Jiang Yunchong.
That Yan Wushen had actually left Jiang Yunchong behind surprised Zhang Ruochen a little.
"Let's go."
Ming Yao and Ming Fu came to their senses, exchanging glances, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes. What exactly was that time treasure of Zhang Ruochen's that could seriously injure Yan Wushen?
The two didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately retreated.
Since even Yan Wushen had been forced to retreat, what did they have to fight Zhang Ruochen with?
From now on, the synonym for invincibility below the Great Saint realm would probably change to—Zhang Ruochen. Today's battle would likely cause a massive earthquake across the Heavenly Court Myriad Realms and the Ten Clans of Hell.
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