Chapter 4239: Time Returns to the Right Track, The Ancestors' Final Battle in the Divine Realm
This clash was rarely seen in ancient or modern times, difficult even for the Witch Ancestor's magical duels during the ancient desolate era to achieve, and it immediately triggered a massive upheaval in space-time.
On the time dimension, all deities simultaneously released their Rule Divine Patterns, Profound Meanings, Order, Divine Qi, Divine Artifacts, Divine Throne Planets, and Divine Realm Worlds to resist, supporting a boundless chaotic heaven and earth, vast and hazy, like the scene of the creation of the world.
After the collision, the Seventy-Two Layer Tower fell toward the future.
"Shwoosh!"
The gaunt and tall figure of the Human Ancestor flickered onto the Seventy-Two Layer Tower. He did not deliberately stabilize the tower, but instead looked back with a deep, profound gaze at Zhang Ruochen and the countless deities pursuing from behind.
Within the divine shadows, Half-Ancestors, Heavenly Venerable Rank, Indestructible Infinite, Divine Kings, and Divine Venerables were countless, shrouded within divine army formations, talisman seas, and Profound Meaning rules.
It was a scene of a punitive expedition, with a host of gods and buddhas, demons and monsters all raised together!
"The power of all living beings? Having lived for too long, it seems I had indeed forgotten that living beings also have power. Accumulating steps leads to a thousand miles; accumulating small streams leads to rivers and seas."
The Human Ancestor stroked his white beard, finally realizing when the situation had begun to turn against him.
It was not when Zhang Ruochen broke through to the Eternal One Peak, nor even when Zhang Ruochen absorbed the Strange Domain and broke through to Ancestor.
Rather, it was the moment Zhang Ruochen traveled through the myriad realms and clans, winning the trust of all cultivators in the universe through one deadly battle after another.
It was the moment Zhang Ruochen stood like a banner fluttering in the starry sky, and as long as that banner did not fall, all cultivators would fight to the death without retreating.
It was the moment when the cultivators of the myriad clans and realms gained confidence, saw hope, and saw the possibility.
When all power, centered around one person, was twisted into a single rope, no longer consuming and hindering each other internally. This power could become strong enough to defeat all enemies.
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The Sundial slowly rose, suspending itself before the Human Ancestor.
Within the divine light and shadows, it was like a rapid alternation of day and night. The gnomon on the stone disk changed unpredictably, pointing to different time scales.
Inside the Sundial, within that narrow space like a primitive cave, the fire on the ground blazed up, releasing sparks like the Big Bang of the universe, tearing the inner space apart.
"Flame of Civilization, Time Decay."
The Human Ancestor's entire body emitted a sacred and dazzling white light. His lips moved slightly, chanting a long heavenly sound, like singing an ancient ballad.
Countless ancient voices of civilization sounded in the time dimension—the laughter of fishermen and woodcutters, the clear sound of reading, the clashing of swords and blades, the chanting of great shamans...
The Sundial developed countless cracks, flying toward the closely pursuing Zhang Ruochen.
"Boom!"
The Sundial exploded, turning into stone powder and sparks.
Each grain of stone powder that had constituted the Sundial contained a Time Divine Sea, containing a Jing Gai level of Time Imprint Light Points and Time Rules.
At this moment, they were all released in an instant.
Like countless star seas being born, they were quickly ignited by the Flame of Civilization.
Time... was burning!
Then decaying.
No one had expected the Sundial to be so terrifying. The number of Time Imprint Light Points and Time Rules it contained was comparable to a small half of the universe.
Undoubtedly, the Human Ancestor had extracted the time from countless eras of civilization and compressed it into the Sundial.
Forging a vessel with time, and endowing it with a soul using the Flame of Civilization.
These times and Flames of Civilization, if released into the universe, could trigger a destructive calamity wave at the level of a Minor Calamity.
Of course, pure time power represented not only the changes of the sea turning into mulberry fields, the loss of lifespan, and the decay of all things, but also endless vitality, the reproduction of myriad clans, and robust growth.
Destruction and life coexisted.
Therefore, the Human Ancestor used the Flame of Civilization to ignite the Jing Gai level of Time Imprint Light Points and Time Rules formed after the Sundial's explosion, triggering Time Decay.
What made the Doomsday Sacrifice terrifying was that it was a combination of Time Decay and Space Decay.
Even with the Human Ancestor's cultivation, he needed to rely on billions of altars across the universe to initiate it.
But Time Decay alone could be triggered using the Flame of Civilization and the Sundial.
Time Decay was enough to kill an Ancestor and severely wound an existence at the Beginning-End Self-Contained level.
The reason the Space-Time Human Ancestor only now used this trump card battle technique was that the impact of Time Decay was too great, so great that even he found it difficult to control, affecting the past and the future.
With slightly worse luck, it would interfere with the Doomsday Sacrifice, causing changes in the past.
This was not the result he had wanted to see before!
In fact, even if Zhang Ruochen broke through to the Eternal One Peak and wielded the Nine Cauldrons, the Human Ancestor was still confident in completing the Doomsday Sacrifice. It was the appearance of the Residual Lamp in the future and the Immovable Bright King Great Venerable in the past that made him feel the situation had completely spiraled out of control.
Zhang Ruochen, the Residual Lamp, and the Immovable Bright King Great Venerable fought in the present, future, and past, respectively.
The Space-Time Human Ancestor's advantage of laying out plans across the long timeline had vanished.
Since that was the case, let Time Decay happen!
Let the entire heaven and earth be thrown into turmoil, turning the present, past, and future into chaos and destruction.
"So strong are the time fluctuations and destructive aura! Could the Human Ancestor still have a means to launch a second Minor Calamity?"
"How do I feel that all the time power from ancient times to the present is pressing down on me?"
"This suffocating feeling... it's as if touching it will drain my lifespan completely."
"It's not 'as if'; it's certain."
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The deities located on the time dimension all had their hairs standing on end, their spirits highly tense. They went all out, either unleashing divine abilities or striking with war weapons, attacking the surging Time Decay power.
This power was weaker than the Sacrificial Calamity Light, and might be blockable.
If they couldn't block it, everyone would die here, never to return.
"The sea accepts a hundred rivers, the Dao gathers a thousand streams, encompassing all phenomena."
Zhang Ruochen's gaze was calm and steady, without panic. He released the Taiji Four Symbols Diagram, and the fifty-four clusters of Dao Light in the surrounding heaven and earth transformed into fifty-four cosmic-level vortexes far more mysterious and terrifying than black holes.
The absorbing power formed by the Xuan Tai Strange Domain was even stronger than that of the fifty-four clusters of Dao Light.
The surging Time Decay power was divided into billions of strands, flowing like streams toward the Strange Domain and the fifty-four clusters of Dao Light.
This was a truly "sea accepting a hundred rivers" scene, extremely shocking.
The deities behind were all dumbfounded, speechless with shock.
"A destructive storm comparable to a Minor Calamity, just taken in like this? Is this still within the realm of living beings? I feel that the Imperial Dust truly exists like heaven and earth itself!" A deity's mind trembled, and they knelt in worship.
"You should thank the Imperial Dust for still having humanity and emotions, for still seeing all living beings as living beings. Otherwise, when he proved the Dao as an Ancestor, unleashing this move would have been enough to absorb all energy and matter in the universe. One thought completes the Great Dao, one intention gathers heaven and earth."
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The energy of Time Decay, at Zhang Ruochen's current realm, could not be fully withstood.
His physical body grew brighter and brighter, like a red-hot piece of iron, appearing red-gold, on the verge of exploding at any moment.
After absorbing the vast majority of the Decay power, Zhang Ruochen let out an Ancestral roar, exhaling qi that turned into a nebula: "With this Emperor's Ancestral blood, I forge the River of Time."
"Rustle!"
The wrists of both arms were cut open by an invisible force.
Ancestral blood surged out, turning into two rivers of blood flowing forward.
The Time Decay had completely erased the time dimension ahead, turning it into nothingness, destroying the Great Dao, effectively cutting off their path back to the future.
What Zhang Ruochen had to do now was reshape the River of Time.
Other Ancestors might need to use their own bodies to support a stretch of the River of Time.
Zhang Ruochen did not.
He was far stronger than ordinary Ancestors. He forged it with blood, making time eternal.
If heaven and earth were about to collapse, he would hold them up. If time was annihilated, he would reshape it.
Thus, he was the Great Emperor!
The Human Ancestor watched the river of blood surge forward, connecting the past and future, his mood quite complex. He knew he might have truly lost, no longer able to defeat the generation of heroic ruler he had watched grow step by step.
In Zhang Ruochen, he saw a spirit of pressing forward without hesitation and an aura of being the only one under heaven.
The Human Ancestor's mind was firm; as long as there was still a chance, he had to fight for it.
Zhang Ruochen stepped onto the blood-red River of Time, the Nine Cauldrons revolving around him. His body was burned golden by the Flame of Civilization, each strand of hair containing energy fluctuations as dense as a star river. He pressed toward the Human Ancestor with an absolutely supreme aura.
It was as if the oldest and most supreme ruler of the universe had walked out from the beginning of the Primordial Chaos, to sweep away all filth and evil from the mortal world.
"Since the Sword Realm Star Domain has been reshaped, let it exist well! Great Emperor, how about we go to the Divine Realm to settle life and death?"
The Human Ancestor tore open the boundaries of space-time with a wave of his hand, driving the Seventy-Two Layer Tower, flying toward the main sacrificial altar of the Divine Realm, far away in space-time.
Given the height of their cultivation, fighting here would indeed be enough to destroy the Sword Realm Star Domain, erasing it from space and time.
But going to the Divine Realm, Zhang Ruochen would face not only the Human Ancestor's home ground and the power of the Heavenly Dao's origin, but also the Human Ancestor existing at this time scale.
Could two Human Ancestors from different times truly exist simultaneously in one space-time?
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen had a winning strategy.
"If we're going to the Divine Realm, it shouldn't be the Divine Realm of this era. Let's first return to the right track of time!"
Zhang Ruochen's Strange Domain and fifty-four clusters of Dao Light transformed the decaying time power into new time power, and immediately, intense space-time fluctuations appeared around him.
A series of nine space-time ripples surged outward.
In each space-time ripple, a Zhang Ruochen driving the Nine Cauldrons appeared.
Their forms and postures seemed the same, but there were subtle differences, like nine beats of a single action.
A total of ten Zhang Ruochens charged out simultaneously, each one a true body.
From ten directions, they caught up to the Human Ancestor and the Seventy-Two Layer Tower, surrounding them at the center.
This move was "Chaotic Space-Time."
Zhang Ruochen had used it when he was at the Indestructible Infinite level, but at that time, he could only open up one Chaotic Space-Time, allowing two Zhang Ruochens to strike together, doubling combat power.
This was not two Zhang Ruochens appearing in one space-time!
Rather, the space-times of the two Zhang Ruochens were extremely close, equivalent to him from the previous moment and the next moment. Their attacks were also from the previous moment and the next moment, not simultaneous.
Even so, the space-time backlash at that time had severely injured Zhang Ruochen.
It was precisely because Zhang Ruochen was proficient in this "Chaotic Space-Time" move that he deduced that the future Human Ancestor and the present Human Ancestor could not appear in the same space-time; they had to be either isolated outside space or outside time.
Now, by leveraging the massive energy of Time Decay, he directly opened up nine Chaotic Space-Times, allowing ten Zhang Ruochens from ten different moments to appear simultaneously.
The Human Ancestor saw through Zhang Ruochen's motive: "Do you need to be so desperate? Having ten space-times appear simultaneously, even if only for an instant, the backlash force is not something you can withstand."
Zhang Ruochen said, "I can disregard the consequences! Because, no matter how severely I am injured, even if I fall in realm, on the right track of time, there are still Hao Tian, Heavenly Mother, Yan Wushen, and the Residual Lamp. They will surely put you to death."
"And you? Do you think that after being severely injured, you can still count on the Dark Sovereign and the White Jade Divine Emperor to obey your commands?"
The voices came in ten layers, arriving one after another.
Zhang Ruochen was very clear that using this move would cause his combat power to plummet due to space-time backlash, possibly even falling below the Beginning-End Self-Contained level.
Like the Underworld Ancestor and the Human Ancestor after the battle at the Jade Desolate Realm.
But to deal with the Human Ancestor, ordinary divine abilities and great techniques were useless; only this move would work.
Because an ordinary Ancestor entering a desperate state was already terrifying enough.
Zhang Ruochen dared not imagine how terrifying the destruction would be if the Human Ancestor at full power entered a desperate state.
So Zhang Ruochen used this move for only one purpose.
To mutually wound both himself and the Human Ancestor.
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The Human Ancestor gazed at the ten Zhang Ruochens and the dense shadows of cauldrons already within arm's reach, letting out a helpless, bitter smile.
Zhang Ruochen was forcing him to use the same technique.
If they were to be backlashed by space-time, they would be backlashed together.
If he did not use the Chaotic Space-Time method, he might truly be dismembered by the ten simultaneously appearing Zhang Ruochens and suppressed separately into the Nine Cauldrons. Like Bai Yuan, who had suffered a miserable defeat in the past, dismembered in various places with no chance of turning the tables.
"A fine move—wounding the enemy by first wounding oneself, killing the enemy in a desperate situation. You trust the cultivators of the world too much! Aren't you afraid that after being severely injured, you will be taken advantage of by others?"
The Human Ancestor said this not only because his greatest fear was being taken advantage of by other Ancestors after being severely injured, ending up in the miserable state of the Hongmeng Black Dragon.
But also to test Zhang Ruochen's resolve, to see if he truly had no concerns.
"They trust me, placing all their hope on me. If fallen leaves turn to mud to nourish the great tree that holds up heaven and earth, how could I not trust them?"
Zhang Ruochen attacked.
"Shwoosh!"
The Human Ancestor's form shook, and space-time, like a shaken pair of chopsticks, produced five afterimages.
Six Human Ancestors from six Chaotic Space-Times appeared together with six Seventy-Two Layer Towers, their qi divided into six streams, overlapping shadows upon shadows.
Opening only five Chaotic Space-Times was not because the Human Ancestor's attainment in the Way of Space-Time was inferior to Zhang Ruochen's. Rather, Zhang Ruochen had borrowed the energy of Time Decay, allowing him to open nine Chaotic Space-Times.
The more Chaotic Space-Times opened, the stronger the space-time backlash would certainly be.
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Void Heaven was severely injured. The staff stuck in his head contained the Ancestor's spiritual power and talisman patterns, impossible to pull out, and it had been continuously destroying his divine soul and spirit.
But Void Heaven's battle intent was vigorous. Along with Chi Yao, Ling Yanzi, Nutian Shenzun, Feng Tian, and other Half-Ancestors, he was at the very front of the pursuit behind Zhang Ruochen.
Seeing the scene of the two great Ancestors clashing ahead, Void Heaven strained to blink his eyes, then his face changed drastically. With a desolate and unwilling tone, he said, "In the end, my time has come! The staff of the Sovereign Murong has wounded my spirit and soul, and I am already seeing double images. For a cultivator at the Half-Ancestor level, this is something that should never happen. I, this Heaven, am afraid... afraid my life is short... Que, Que, where are you?"
Void Heaven was truly panicking, feeling the breath of death, and couldn't help but feel sorrow.
At this moment, he was aged beyond recognition.
People were ultimately afraid of death, the older they were, the more so.
"Master..."
Que wanted to say something.
Void Heaven interrupted him, touching the staff stuck in his head, feeling the intense pain: "In the future, the Void Great Calamity Palace will truly have to rely on you to carry on the legacy! First backlashed by time, then severely wounded by an Ancestor, I, the master, should not be able to return... The double images are getting heavier. Never mind, I never expected to return anyway. Deities, aid me! I, this Heaven, will use this remnant body to self-destruct my Half-Ancestor Divine Source, to lend Zhang Ruochen a hand!"
At this moment, Void Heaven was truly fearless, directly calling Zhang Ruochen by name.
What Imperial Dust, what Heavenly Dao Great Emperor? I am about to die, why should I respect you?
"Actually, Master... I also see double images. This should be the space-time Dao technique of the Imperial Dust and the Human Ancestor." Que said.
"Is that so?"
Suddenly, Void Heaven's head didn't hurt at all!
"Void Heaven, do we still help you self-destruct your Divine Source or not? You keep changing your mind day by day... playing with everyone... right..." Xue Tu urged half a sentence, then his voice grew softer and softer. Void Heaven's gaze at this moment was truly terrifying.
"Boom!"
The Nine Cauldrons and the Seventy-Two Layer Tower clashed six times in succession within the Chaotic Space-Time.
Of the ten Zhang Ruochens, only six attacked the Human Ancestor. The remaining four held up thirty-six cauldrons, striking this destructive energy toward the future, guiding it to the Divine Realm.
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A group of cultivators waiting at the edge of the Northern Universe witnessed the reshaping of the Sword Realm Star Domain, where starlight reappeared.
The North Marsh Great Wall and the Wuding Divine Sea, one majestic, one vast.
"Success, has it succeeded?"
Xuanyuan Lian's heart beat rapidly, torn between hope and fear: "Won't there be another mishap?"
"Listen, so swift! The flow of time is like a river. The past time of the Sword Realm Star Domain has caught up. The two streams of time are about to merge, and everything will return to the right track. Everyone, quickly enter the Ten-Winged World of the Undying Blood Clan!"
Ice Emperor was one of the few deities present who still retained their cultivation. However, a large amount of blood qi had been lost from his body, and his form had shrunk significantly, appearing extremely sickly.
To help Zhang Ruochen cultivate the Perfect Dao, almost all the cultivators present had lost their Divine Sources.
Relying only on their physical bodies and divine souls, they could not escape quickly.
Ice Emperor used Half-Ancestor divine qi and rules to condense countless tornadoes in the void, pulling them into the Undying Divine City at the center of the ten Winged Worlds.
"Shwoosh!"
All the formations in the ten Winged Worlds activated, shifting through space, heading south.
Some Spiritual Power deities who still retained their cultivation fled into the tributaries of the Santu River.
"What about them?"
Xiao Hei noticed Xiang Chunan, Yue Shen, Bai Qinger, Zhang Beize, and Zhang Su'e, who were suppressing the corpse of the Truth Great Emperor.
"You take charge of the formations of the Ten-Winged World, and I will go help them."
Ice Emperor unfolded a pair of blood wings on his back, rushing out of the Undying Divine City, straight toward the massive corpse of the Truth Great Emperor.
"Clang! Clang! Clang..."
The bronze chimes arranged at the edge of the Northern Universe to divide space-time trembled, shaking unsteadily, emitting clear and loud chimes that spread throughout the entire universe.
Like the horn of victory, telling everyone that the Imperial Dust's campaign through the River of Time was about to return in triumph.
From the direction of the Sword Realm Star Domain, the sound of the time torrent grew louder and louder, like a swift river, like a pouring waterfall.
The sound of time materialized.
Normal time flow was gentle, silent, like calm air.
But accelerated, chasing time was like air turning into a hurricane, naturally producing sound.
"Boom!"
The sixty-five bronze chimes were scattered by the surging time torrent, falling to various parts of the universe.
In this vast star domain at the edge of the Northern Universe, two streams of time flowing at different speeds converged, like two rivers merging, from violent contact to complete fusion.
Ice Emperor, carrying Xiang Chunan, Bai Qinger, and the other five, entered a Half-Ancestor Different-Time Air Bubble, quietly observing all this.
Even with a state of mind as profound as Ice Emperor's, he held his breath at this moment, more nervous than ever before.
Although the Sacrificial Calamity Light had completely receded, and the Sword Realm had reappeared, and Zhang Ruochen and the others seemed to have successfully rewritten the past, had the Doomsday Sacrifice really been stopped? Could it suddenly be restarted?
It was too agonizing. What was the final result?
Why hadn't a single cultivator who entered the River of Time appeared?
Had they all died in battle?
"Boom!"
A terrifying space-time storm burst out from somewhere in the Sword Realm Star Domain, tearing apart the star sea, releasing world-destroying fluctuations.
This fluctuation, still far away, already terrified the deities, making them feel as if doomsday had arrived, the sky collapsing and the earth cracking. The intensity of the aura could extinguish all hope and will in a cultivator's heart.
But this fluctuation was not heading toward the Northern Universe.
It went straight upward, rushing toward the Divine Realm.
As the destructive fluctuation gradually receded, most of the cultivators in the Ten-Winged World found that they had long since collapsed to the ground, without the strength to stand up.
It was too terrifying!
That destructive power did not belong to the mortal world.
It had never appeared in ancient or modern times.
Ice Emperor, whose cultivation had reached the Half-Ancestor level, saw some traces of heavenly secrets within that space-time destructive storm and murmured, "It's the aura of the Imperial Dust and the Human Ancestor, along with fragments of the Nine Cauldrons and the Seventy-Two Layer Tower..."
"Has Big Brother perished together with the Immortal of the Divine Realm?"
Xiang Chunan blurted out.
Xiang Chunan immediately felt several cold, heavy gazes, then smiled sheepishly and awkwardly: "With Big Brother's level of cultivation, how could he fall so easily? I think it should be mutual destruction... mutual destruction. Damn, what do we do now?"
"Perhaps what the Imperial Dust wanted was mutual destruction."
Bai Qinger thought for a moment, then added: "A fully powered Human Ancestor, even if all the cultivators in the world attacked together, could not suppress him."
Her reasoning was that the Human Ancestor's main goal was to initiate the Doomsday Sacrifice, harvesting the lives of myriad clans to nourish himself.
Since the Doomsday Sacrifice had failed, the Human Ancestor should try to avoid injury as much as possible. That way, returning to the Divine Realm, there was still a possibility of counterattack.
Therefore, it was highly likely that the Imperial Dust had used some method to force the Human Ancestor into mutual destruction with himself.
"Roar!"
The long cry of the Truth Great Emperor's corpse sounded. A sea of stars appeared beneath his feet, and the power of the Ancestor triggered massive waves of space.
His hand grabbed the Heavenly Mechanism Brush stuck in his brow, trying to pull it out.
"Where did Ji Fanxin go? Did she truly fall to fulfill the Imperial Dust?" Yue Shen looked with worried eyes at the distant corpse of the Truth Great Emperor.
This was an Ancestor. Once freed, no one knew what impact it would have on the battle situation.
Bai Qinger had a close relationship with Ji Fanxin, with deep friendship: "The Santu River is still there. I don't think she has fallen. How could a being with Spiritual Power at the ninety-seventh level fall just because she lost her physical body? Could she be... this is quite interesting!"
The Truth Great Emperor's corpse could not pull out the Heavenly Mechanism Brush. After roaring more than ten times, as if receiving a summons, it immediately rushed toward the Divine Realm.
At this moment.
Ice Emperor finally sensed one familiar wave of power after another from the Sword Realm Star Domain. The deities of the Destiny Temple had not all perished; they were walking out of the River of Time one by one, returning to this era.
"Excellent, they are still alive."
Empress Chi Yao, Zangjin Baihu, Ling Yanzi, Nutian Shenzun, Golden Lion Ancestor, and other Half-Ancestor-level powerhouses who had supposedly fallen had their auras reappear, now besieging Sovereign Murong.
A bright and massive chaotic vortex rushed toward the Divine Realm.
At the center of the vortex was the Wa Imperial Palace. A battle soul with three heads and six arms, holding a Pure Yang Divine Sword, stood outside the palace. One of its arms contained the Imperial Dust's Ancestor flesh and blood, its battle might extremely terrifying.
Feng Tian, Chan Bing, Tunyun Demon Vine... a vast army of deities, some driving divine artifacts, some with their rules and order turning into divine paths, followed behind the Eternal Divine Sea, rushing to the Divine Realm.
Void Heaven shouted toward the position of Ice Emperor and the others: "Xia Huangchao, what are you hiding there for? Sovereign Murong is left for those in the Sword Realm to deal with. The final battle has begun! Why not come with us to the Divine Realm and help Zhang Tiandao dismember the Human Ancestor? Don't say I didn't tell you—if you're late, you won't get a share of anything. Kill!"
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"Rumble!"
The impact of the space-time destructive storm caused large areas of the Divine Realm to collapse.
It was like a huge hole appearing in the universe.
Planet-sized realm fragments, like hundreds of millions of meteors, tore through darkness and desolation, flying in all directions of the universe.
No one cared anymore about the destruction these realm fragments would cause to life-bearing planets, great worlds, and ruin realms in the universe. All the top powerhouses' gazes were fixed on the very center of the storm.
More than eighty percent of the Heavenly Punishment Divine Army had died in battle. Hao Tian's Ancestral blood was nearly drained, and the Xuanyuan Halberd in his hand was full of gaps.
The remains of the Xuan Emperor were suppressed by seventeen divine artifacts, nailed into the Ancient Desolate Ruins City, his howling never ceasing.
The Ancient Desolate Ruins City, of course, had been seized by the Residual Lamp from the Dark Sovereign.
The Dark Sovereign had already fled the Divine Realm, his whereabouts unknown.
The White Jade Divine Emperor had retreated into the main sacrificial altar at the center of the Mountain Top Wasteland, his form submerged by a sea of Xuanhuang Qi and Divine Martial Marks. Only the Residual Lamp had pursued him inside.
Just as Heavenly Mother and Yan Wushen were about to pursue, the space-time destructive storm shook the Divine Realm, causing the Beginning-Endless Mountains to tremble.
The entire Divine Realm was collapsing, cracks spreading further and further.
Yan Wushen's eyes sparkled brilliantly, and he laughed: "Their battle was so brutal that even their bodies have been ground away!"
"Clatter!"
Within the space-time destructive storm, fragments of the Seventy-Two Layer Tower and fragments of the Nine Cauldrons were like two rivers of metal, winding and flowing, colliding fiercely, overturning heaven and earth, destroying everything they passed.
The booming sounds came one after another.
All killing intent, battle intent, and Ancestral power were intertwined.
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen and the Human Ancestor had no physical form. All their power and souls were attached to the fragments of the Seventy-Two Layer Tower and the Nine Cauldrons.
It was not that they did not want to reform their bodies and reassemble the Seventy-Two Layer Tower and the Nine Cauldrons, but whenever one side took shape, the other would destroy it.
"Coming toward the main altar! The Human Ancestor cannot be allowed to get close."
Heavenly Mother spun and leaped up, stepping on a vast sea of blood. Behind her, seventy-two demonic pillars reaching the sky were manifested. The Houtu Wedding Garb on her body emitted layers of ancient and mysterious defensive radiance.
Hao Tian regrouped, the broken Heavenly Punishment World on his back, his body shining like a divine lamp, his clear radiance reigniting.
One red, one clear, they seized the left and right voids of the Mountain Top Wasteland.
"Clatter!"
The sounds of metal collision, howling wind, and space-time shattering swept across the sky and earth.
Before the space-time destructive storm even approached, just a few scattered metal fragments flying over broke the defenses of Hao Tian and Heavenly Mother, cutting bloody marks on their faces and hands.
Even the Houtu Wedding Garb and the Heavenly Punishment Divine Armor could not block them.
Hao Tian and Heavenly Mother stood motionless as mountains, their expressions even more solemn, mentally prepared for their forms to be destroyed.
Hao Tian secretly attached his soul to the Xuanyuan Halberd and the Heavenly Punishment Divine Armor, while Heavenly Mother attached hers to the Houtu Wedding Garb.
In this level of magical combat, no one could win without paying a price.
"Use the Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror! Help me hold it up together, to strike the Space-Time Human Ancestor back. No, take this opportunity to divide the Space-Time Human Ancestor..."
Yan Wushen was filled with heroic spirit, his battle intent so strong it could not be suppressed. He began to burn his lifespan and Ancestral blood, and together with Heavenly Mother and Hao Tian, he struck the Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror, sending it toward the oncoming river of Seventy-Two Layer Tower fragments.
"Fight together, kill together!"
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On the wasteland, dense pillars of divine qi and sacred qi rose, striking toward the Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror in the sky. (End of chapter)