After the seventh clone entered the Space-Time Secret Realm, it wasn't killed by the force hidden within Zhou Hong.
However, out of caution, Lu Yu still did not send in his true body directly.
He used the clone as a medium to channel the power of his true body.
The clone raised its arm, and from its palm shot out a black destruction thunderbolt, imbued with the power of thunder and destruction, striking Zhou Hong.
On Zhou Hong's body, the last of the golden light erupted, making a final resistance.
Under the black thunderbolt, the golden light shattered in an instant, and with a boom, Zhou Hong's body was blown away.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yu's heart stirred, understanding that Zhou Hong should no longer have any hidden power within him.
Zhou Hong lay on the ground, his breath gradually weakening.
The Candle Dragon Lamp fell to the side, the flame inside dimming, having lost its source of power.
Lu Yu glanced at the Candle Dragon Lamp on the ground, and from his palm, he formed a black Thunder Spear. This was not a true thunder power but a space rift given form.
It was only because it looked like thunder that Lu Yu referred to it as the power of destruction thunder.
This was a power capable of easily destroying space, and it could effortlessly annihilate Zhou Hong.
Lu Yu thrust the spear, aiming at Zhou Hong, when suddenly a force erupted from within Zhou Hong, golden light enveloping his body, deadlocking with the Thunder Spear formed by the space rift.
Raising his hand again, Lu Yu produced another black Thunder Spear, thrusting it with all his might.
The two black Thunder Spears hit Zhou Hong, breaking the balance of forces, and the golden light on Zhou Hong exploded, as if it wanted to obliterate everything around.
Lu Yu's heart stirred, and from the two Thunder Spears in his hand, an endless attraction emanated, devouring all the power, sending it into the endless chaos of space currents.
The golden light disappeared, and Zhou Hong widened his eyes, staring hard at the clone's face, wanting to see clearly who he really was.
A black spear pierced through his head, drawing everything into the space rift, casting it into a chaotic space storm, where flesh, soul, and consciousness were all shattered and obliterated by the storm.
The space storm erased Zhou Hong's traces from the world, leaving only three droplets of sacred blood shimmering with golden light, unable to be annihilated.
A hand reached into the space storm, grabbing the three drops of sacred blood. The terrifying space storm clashed with the arm, which burst with boundless holy light, directly dispersing the nearby space storm.
Looking at the three drops of sacred blood in his palm, Lu Yu's thoughts drifted as he pondered for a long while, then turned his head to the Candle Dragon Lamp in his other hand.
With soul power, he swept over the Candle Dragon Lamp, noticing a very powerful imprint on it, not left by Zhou Hong.
With Lu Yu's current strength, he couldn't erase the imprint without alerting its owner to claim the Candle Dragon Lamp.
However, he didn't intend to take the Candle Dragon Lamp for himself.
What he was after was the Space-Time Law contained within the Candle Dragon Lamp. Owning this treasure was unimportant; he just wanted to absorb the Space-Time Law within, to enhance his own understanding of the Space-Time Law.
Lu Yu stored away the sacred blood and began to comprehend the Space-Time Law within the Candle Dragon Lamp.
The power within the numerous clones had already been fully consolidated into his true body, and Lu Yu's comprehension of the Law of Slaughter was nearing the threshold of the Myriad Phenomena Realm, ready to break through at any moment.
But if he were to break through, only the Law of Slaughter would reach the realm of myriad phenomena, and the Law of Slaughter was not even his primary source of combat strength.
Lu Yu didn't want to break through to the Myriad Phenomena Realm so quickly, but he needed some power to face Myriad Phenomena Realm Martial Cultivators.
The power of space-time was undoubtedly an excellent choice.
Even in the Myriad Phenomena Realm, it's not said that one can master the power of space-time, as it involves both time and space, two Heaven and Earth Laws acting together, constantly changing.
It's much more difficult than mastering space or time law alone.
To put it without exaggeration, as long as one comprehends the Space-Time Law, and masters it, they could completely create a new small world of their own.
If Lu Yu's mastery of the Space-Time Law were strong enough, even at the Divine Connection Realm, he would have the strength to confront the Myriad Phenomena Realm.
The Candle Dragon Lamp seemed to sense Lu Yu's intentions, and the candlelight fluctuated, emitting a power to resist Lu Yu's soul power from analyzing it.
Lu Yu was in no hurry, taking his time. Even though the Candle Dragon Lamp was a supreme treasure, it was just an inanimate object with limited changes; he would eventually discern the power and Heaven and Earth Laws it contained.
The Space-Time Secret Realm created by the Candle Dragon Lamp isolated the final battle space, making everything happening inside unknown to the outside.
Especially after being controlled by Lu Yu, the Space-Time Secret Realm became even more concealed.
A long time passed, and it had been two months since the World Wall Battlefield, marking the last day of punishment duty at the front line of the World Wall Battlefield for Kong Wuji.
The endless monsters were still present, their figures completely shrouding the divine military boundary, leaving no gaps visible.
On the battlefield, a golden barrier divided the field, on the other side were endless monsters, continually pouring into the golden screen and disappearing.
Occasionally, the golden barrier would let a few monsters appear on this side, then the Myriad Phenomena Realm Martial Cultivators needed to take action to kill them.
The monsters let through were usually from the Myriad Phenomena Realm, or some particularly special monsters.
For those within the final battle space, they were totally unmanageable.
Kong Wuji was guarding one area, and not far from him was Zhou Yan from the Zhou Royal Mansion, who looked somewhat disheveled, now sitting cross-legged in the void, healing and restoring his strength.
