Chapter 642: Chapter 617 Another Lu Yan
The transformation continued.
This transformation lasted a full month before it finally came to a stop.
And Lu Yan had truly stepped into the True One State, becoming a supreme being within it.
His power had increased immeasurably compared to before.
His entire being was filled with an overwhelming power.
"After tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation, I have finally reached the True One State. What I didn’t expect was that upon the breakthrough, I would recall my past and present life, that I was originally Lu Jie. No wonder the Alliance Hierarch treated me in such a way,"
"Alliance Hierarch?"
Lu Yan gave a wry smile.
"Let the past be the past, I may be Lu Jie, but I am also Lu Yan."
Lu Yan’s gaze gradually became bright and resolute.
He slowly digested the memories of his past and present life, no longer feeling lost within.
"The most pressing matter is to defeat the Primordial Ancestor. However, with my current power, I’m definitely no match for the Primordial Ancestor. I need to find the Locking Heaven Ring to counter the Creation Whip."
Lu Yan pondered.
Taking a deep breath and casting aside all distractions, he began to search aimlessly in the void.
In the midst of the void, there was nothing, not even the silence could suffice to describe it.
It was a thorough desolation, with no time, no space, no matter, no energy, no like beings...
Lu Yan couldn’t feel the passage of time either.
He could only count numbers in his mind to signify the passing of time.
But gradually, loneliness crept up in his heart, turning into confusion, restlessness...
Eventually, he even began to doubt whether he was real or just a thought from some being, a fragment of consciousness...
The aura around him began to stir restlessly.
His pupils turned a fierce red.
In such an environment, one would truly go mad.
"No, I am Lu Yan. I am real. I’m here to find the Locking Heaven Ring. The Alliance Hierarch and the others are facing a crisis. I have to find the Locking Heaven Ring to save them."
Lu Yan yelled, but no sound came out.
He kept admonishing himself in his mind, giving himself psychological suggestions.
No one knew how long had passed...
Gradually, his mind became calm, and his soul underwent a transformation, followed by his body...
The eternal unknown void was like a giant furnace, honing his mind, soul, and body.
With the transformation, his body began to merge with the Primordial Spirit, becoming unified and indistinct from each other.
His body became the only truth, immortal and imperishable, enduring forever.
Unbeknownst to him, his power had taken another step forward on top of the foundation of the True One State.
About a few thousand years after Lu Yan entered the void, Tang Feng tore through the nothingness and returned to the boundless starry sky.
However, his aura was wilted, his body covered in wounds, all sword wounds, with terrifying Sword Qi emanating from these injuries. One strand of Sword Qi, brushing past a star, pierced it through instantly.
Tang Feng tore through space and arrived at the junction between the Chaos Void and the boundless starry sky, sitting cross-legged atop a Heavenly Cave, with his eyes closed in cultivation.
Sss sss sss...
Sword Qi spilled from Tang Feng’s wounds which were gradually healing, eventually appearing as good as new.
But he did not awaken; he seemed to have fallen into a profound state of enlightenment.
...
Within the void.
Lu Yan was still searching for the Locking Heaven Ring, but there was no trace to be found.
"How much time has passed? Are the Alliance Hierarch and the others okay?"
Lu Yan pondered.
This couldn’t go on forever. Perhaps he would never find it.
Could it be that the Alliance Hierarch deliberately set him up, wanting him to stay in the void forever, avoiding the Primordial Ancestor?
It wasn’t impossible.
He decided to search a little longer, and if it was truly hopeless, he would exit the void and face the Primordial Ancestor in a life-or-death battle.
"Eh? What’s that...?"
Suddenly, Lu Yan’s spirits lifted.
He saw light ahead.
Within the void, there was light. Could it be the Locking Heaven Ring?
Lu Yan immediately rushed forward, but his pupils immediately constricted, displaying an incredulous expression.
It was actually a silhouette.
This silhouette was exactly the same as his.
The attire, the look, the aura...
It was completely another him.
"Kill!"
Upon seeing Lu Yan, the other him immediately attacked, slashing down with a blade.
The weapon in his hand was, astoundingly, the Desolate Ancient Seven Extermination Blade.
And the Knife Technique he used was also the Heavenly Punishment Blade, Sky Cleaver.
A hallucination?
But the terrible intent of the blade and the killing intent clearly told him this was no illusion.
If he didn’t fight back, he would die.
Lu Yan immediately drew his blade.
Clang!
The clash of blades sent countless blade lights rushing in all directions, swallowed by the void.
Both figures shuddered simultaneously, drifting backwards.
They were equally matched.
"Sky Cleaver, it’s definitely Sky Cleaver. Who is this silhouette that can perform Sky Cleaver?"
Lu Yan was full of shock and doubt.
He had always believed that this silhouette was impersonated by some other being, but what baffled him most was that his self-created Knife Technique could be imitated too?
Whoosh!
The silhouette lunged forward again and unleashed another slash.
This blade was called Meteors of the Starry Sky.
It was based on a fusion of nine Magic Fusions and was capable of fully exerting the power of the Tao One Law.
Lu Yan had no choice but to counter with his blade.
Clang, clang, clang...
The two Lu Yans fought fiercely in the void.
The more Lu Yan fought, the more shocked he became.
Because the opponent’s techniques and moves were truly identical to his.
He even used the Zhou Tian Huan Yu Map and the Tao Rhythm, but the opponent also responded in kind.
"Domain."
Lu Yan finally used his domain, but the opponent immediately used their domain as well.
Both were Daoyi Lingyu.
"Impossible."
Lu Yan roared inwardly.
The Daoyi Lingyu was his unique distinction, the only one in the world.
Why could the opponent use it?
Could it really be another him?
But how could that be possible?
Whoosh!
Lu Yan rapidly retreated, but the opponent relentlessly pursued, moving so fast that Lu Yan had no choice but to stop and counterattack.
Soon, the exchange between them reached over three hundred moves.
Spurt! Spurt!
Blood splattered, and both of them were struck simultaneously, each sustaining a deep wound.
However, it seemed as if the opponent had no fear, advancing through the air and attacking again.
The battle continued.
As time passed, Lu Yan accumulated more and more wounds.
Of course, the opponent wasn’t faring much better, sustaining injuries just as severe as his.
Lu Yan’s battle was incredibly difficult.
It was as if he were fighting another version of himself.
How could one defeat oneself?
Lu Yan couldn’t figure it out.
His battle was unfathomably difficult, even possibly the most difficult battle in history.
At this moment, he clearly recognized just how powerful he was.
He realized the despair his enemies must have felt facing him.
Soon, their battle reached over two thousand moves.
Up till now, both had suffered considerable exhaustion.
Both of them simultaneously stopped to catch their breath and recover their strength.
Less than half a day passed.
That figure attacked Lu Yan again.
"Come on!"
Lu Yan’s eyes flashed with fierce battle intent as he took to the air, clashing with his opponent once again.
This time, they fought for over three thousand moves.
Both were covered in scars, battered and torn.
This time, they rested for two days before resuming their battle.
Lu Yan employed every tactic at his disposal, casting myriad spells repeatedly during the fight while trying to devise ways to defeat the opponent.
To defeat the opponent was to defeat himself.
His understanding of himself improved rapidly.
Time passed indeterminably, and Lu Yan lost all concept of time, aware only that he must have clashed with the opponent thousands, if not tens of thousands of times.
Each time, they fought until they were both heavily wounded.
Through such fierce fighting, his application of various spells evolved to a new level.
His body, soul, and the power of laws had long since merged perfectly.
Moreover, as time went on, various spells fused into his body.
The body was the law, and the law was the body.
From that point on, when he battled others using various spells, he need not harness the power of heaven and earth anymore; with his own power, he could bring the spells to their ultimate strength.
A single movement from his body could unleash a devastating attack.
His combat strength was pushed to the utmost limit.
Compared to when he had just made his breakthrough, his power had soared, becoming even more formidable.
His cultivation level seemed to have reached a limit.
He had a feeling.
If he could break through this limit, his cultivation would ascend to another level.
But no matter how hard he tried, he could not break through this limit and ascend.
It was as if an invisible force was restraining him.
"Above True One, there are more realms."
Lu Yan gained enlightenment.
It was said before that True One was the end of cultivation, the limit, but now it seemed that the limit was just what cultivation or perhaps the environment allowed beings to see.
One could see from the Primordial Ancestor that ordinary True One was not the ultimate limit.
If the Primordial Ancestor was just an ordinary True One, how could he have evolved into the Origin Continent and the boundless starry sky?
At Lu Yan’s current stage of cultivation, his Tao Soul Pupil was also transforming, with countless patterns intertwining within his pupils; the scenery of heaven and earth changed in his eyes.
Including that other him.
At this moment, the other him unraveled into countless thin threads in Lu Yan’s view.
These threads were a special kind of Tao Rhythm, surpassing the laws of the Origin and the starry sky, existing only in the void.
The void could actually create another him made up of Tao Rhythms.
Lu Yan was secretly amazed.
But that other him was not the real him after all and fundamentally, there was a difference.
Ordinary people would find it hard to discern.
But after the transformation of the Tao Soul Pupil, Lu Yan caught it.
That slight difference was the key to victory and defeat.
"Kill!"
Lu Yan launched an offensive, and the two engaged in a thousand more consecutive moves.
Lu Yan finally captured that fleeting ’difference.’
Spurt!
Spurt!
The blade flashed by.
A blade wound appeared on Lu Yan’s chest, piercing through his heart.
But that other him was split in two by his blade and then dissipated into threads into the air.
He had finally won.
Lu Yan let out a long breath.
He activated his Tao Soul Pupil, scanning the void when suddenly his eyes brightened.
He saw something shining at a distance, radiating light that tore through the void.
It was a ring.
The Locking Heaven Ring.
