Chapter 643: Chapter 618 Outbreak of War
Lu Yan was greatly invigorated.
He saw the Locking Heaven Ring, and judging the distance, it was not far from him.
Of course, this was an illusion.
In the void, there was no concept of space; an inch could be worlds apart, and the horizon could be within reach.
If it weren’t for the transformation of Lu Yan’s Tao Soul Pupil, he would never have been able to see it, let alone find it in the void for a lifetime.
Lu Yan’s arms shook, tearing through the void, and he flew towards the Locking Heaven Ring.
When he approached, the Locking Heaven Ring suddenly trembled violently and flew towards the distance.
"Thinking of escaping?"
Lu Yan’s gaze sharpened.
At this moment, how could Lu Yan allow the Locking Heaven Ring to escape?
With a thought, the Daoyi Lingyu rapidly expanded, enveloping the Locking Heaven Ring and significantly reducing its speed.
Lu Yan flashed forward, caught up with the Locking Heaven Ring, and grabbed it.
The Locking Heaven Ring vibrated violently in resistance.
"Refine!"
Lu Yan roared lowly as a powerful force surged into the Locking Heaven Ring, aiming to suppress and refine it.
However, the Locking Heaven Ring was, after all, ranked second on the Supreme True Treasure List and was incredibly powerful, not so easily refined. Lu Yan closed his eyes and proceeded with communication and refinement simultaneously.
...
At the border of Origin and the starry sky, intense roars were heard, and the terrible force had already shattered the Nine Layer Heaven into pieces.
The Primordial Ancestor wielded the Creation Whip, continually attacking.
After more than thirty thousand years of attacks, Lu Ming, Yin Xiantian, and the Ruler of Desolate Heaven had become extremely weak.
Their spirit, energy, and soul were constantly being devoured by the Primeval Spirit Skeleton; their bodies had become ethereal, like mere phantoms.
Especially the Ruler of Desolate Heaven, with the weakest cultivation level, his body was ethereal like a shadow, twisting as if it would shatter upon touch.
"The two of you, I shall take my leave first."
The Ruler of Desolate Heaven revealed a bitter smile with a trace of unwillingness.
Ultimately, no miracle had come.
After speaking, the Ruler of Desolate Heaven suddenly turned into a streak of light and rushed into the Primeval Spirit Skeleton, causing its radiance to surge and repel the Primordial Ancestor’s attack.
But the Primordial Ancestor was delighted rather than alarmed.
"The Ruler of Desolate Heaven is gone, now it’s your turn, both of you. What’s the point of persisting? Relying on your juniors to create a miracle in just tens of thousands of years? Ridiculous. You are merely prolonging the agony."
The emotionless voice of the Primordial Ancestor echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.
But Lu Ming and Yin Xiantian remained silent, continuing to power the Primeval Spirit Skeleton with all their might.
"You, come forward."
The Primordial Ancestor ordered the Emperor of the Nine Worlds, the Immortal Ancestor, and others, while he stepped back to recover.
The others advanced to attack, and once the Primordial Ancestor had recovered, they would switch places with him.
Without the Ruler of Desolate Heaven, the Primeval Spirit Skeleton devoured their spirit, energy, and soul even faster.
Years later.
Yin Xiantian’s body had also become extremely ethereal, just like the Ruler of Desolate Heaven had been thousands of years earlier.
"Lu Ming, I believe in you. You will create a miracle, defeat the Primordial, and usher in another golden age," Yin Xiantian said to Lu Ming with a smile.
He was at peace, with no regrets. After saying this, he too became a streak of light and rushed into the Primeval Spirit Skeleton.
The Primeval Spirit Skeleton burst forth for a moment, but soon its aura dimmed.
"Lu Ming, with only you, do not imagine you can stop me. Break!"
The Primordial Ancestor swung the Creation Whip, wrapped in the power of world destruction, and bombarded the Primeval Spirit Shield relentlessly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Primeval Spirit Skeleton trembled, its huge body slightly shrinking.
Lu Ming was alone and already at his limit, unable to block the Primordial Ancestor’s assault.
As the Primeval Spirit Skeleton shrank, naturally a flaw was exposed. It could not completely block the passage between Origin and the starry sky, revealing a crack.
"You, enter the starry sky first. Find those under the Dragon Alliance, Yin Xiantian, and the Ruler of Desolate Heaven, and bring their heads to me," the Primordial Ancestor ordered the Emperor of the Nine Worlds, Origin Sovereign, and the Immortal Ancestor, among others.
The crowd obeyed, turning into eight streaks of rainbow light that passed through the crack and charged into the starry sky.
With the Primordial Ancestor watching over, Lu Ming was powerless to stop them.
"Gentlemen, the domain of the endless starry sky is many times larger than the Origin Continent, and the Chaos Void is the same. It won’t be easy to find them; we need to search separately to have a better chance of success," said Origin Sovereign.
"I agree. Let’s do this: we divide into two teams. Each of us, the Primordial and I, will lead one team. This way, even if we encounter people from the Dragon Alliance, there will be no accidents," said the Emperor of the Nine Worlds.
No one objected.
The Emperor of the Nine Worlds was powerful enough.
And with Origin Sovereign wielding the Destruction Whip, his attack power was also terrifying.
With the two of them leading and the addition of three other True Ones, they would be capable of handling any situation they might encounter.
"Let’s go!"
After dividing into two teams, they sped off in two different directions.
At the border of the Chaos Void and the endless starry sky, Tang Feng was still seated cross-legged in the void.
The injuries on his body had long since healed.
After entering the void, he had encountered a situation similar to Lu Yan, coming across another version of himself. They fought for many years before he finally broke out.
Over the years, he had digested the gains from the battles in the void, benefiting greatly and making substantial progress in strength, reaching a certain limit.
Humming...
Sword sounds echoed from within Tang Feng’s body as strands of sword meaning diffused from him.
"Transform into a sword!"
Tang Feng whispered.
Invisible fluctuations spread out infinitely from him, enveloping one star system, then two...
Until hundreds of thousands of star systems were covered.
Within these star systems, the stars began to twist and wriggle, transforming into a colossal flaming war sword that quickly shrank and solidified.
But in the next moment, these flaming war swords reverted to stars again, only to transform back into swords shortly after...
Such cycles repeated.
Suddenly, Tang Feng, who had his eyes tightly shut, snapped them open, and his gaze was as sharp as a divine sword, seemingly piercing through the boundless starry sky, catching sight of four rapidly approaching figures.
These four figures were none other than the Emperor of the Nine Worlds, the Light Clan Imperial Ancestor, the Earth Ancestor, and the Soul Ancestor.
Tang Feng’s expression changed, his heart sinking.
It wasn’t out of fear.
But rather, the fact that these individuals had entered the starry sky meant that there was a problem there.
"Lu Ming, I believe you’ll be fine. I’ll take care of these people."
A cold murderous intent appeared in Tang Feng’s eyes.
The Emperor of the Nine Worlds and the others had clearly noticed Tang Feng as well, tearing through the void with astonishing speed, charging at Tang Feng.
"Kill!"
Tang Feng shouted coldly, his body merging with his sword, charging into the fray.
The first to confront him was the Emperor of the Nine Worlds.
With a wave of his hand, the Emperor of the Nine Worlds sent a golden pagoda flying towards Tang Feng.
This was a Supreme Treasure.
Clang!
The pagoda collided with the sword light, shaking violently before being sent flying back.
The complexion of the Emperor of the Nine Worlds changed as he thrust his hands forward violently.
"Nine Heavens Seal!"
Feeling the terrifying pressure from Tang Feng, the Emperor of the Nine Worlds didn’t hesitate to use his Supreme Law.
A huge seal, surrounded by nine dragons, bombarded towards Tang Feng.
Boom!
An earth-shattering explosion erupted, and the Emperor of the Nine Worlds was forced to retreat.
Tang Feng’s sword light dimmed slightly, yet it didn’t stop and continued thrusting towards the Emperor of the Nine Worlds.
"How can this be?"
The Emperor of the Nine Worlds was shocked.
Although it was just the first exchange, the conclusion was clear.
Tang Feng was stronger than him.
How could this be?
In the past, with the exception of the Primordial Ancestor, no one was stronger than him.
But then came Yin Xiantian, followed by Lu Ming.
And now, even Tang Feng’s combat power surpassed his own.
Fortunately, the Soul Ancestor and the others had already acted, unleashing three Supreme Laws.
Facing a True One State’s full-powered attack, Tang Feng couldn’t possibly ignore it. His body, like a divine sword, emitted a sword cry that shook the heavens, with sword qi piercing through the firmament, breaking through the attacks of the three True Ones.
The Emperor of the Nine Worlds finally caught a breath as immense power burst forth from within him, fully unleashing the power of the Quintuple Original Body and once again executing the Supreme Law ’Nine Heavens Seal’.
Nine dragons wrapped around it, towering at nine layers, exuding the supreme and invincible aura that could break through anything.
This time’s Nine Heavens Seal was more than twice as powerful as the hastily executed one from earlier.
"Transform into a sword!"
Tang Feng first rapidly retreated to avoid the brunt of the attack, then with a flick of his finger, invisible fluctuations enveloped a vast expanse of the star field.
Countless stars transformed into flaming war swords, shattering the void and converging towards Tang Feng, then gathered together to form a river of fiery war swords, surging towards the Emperor of the Nine Worlds.
Using ten thousand stars as swords—this terrifying method shocked even the likes of the Emperor of the Nine Worlds.
Rumbling!
Countless flaming war swords crashed against the Nine Heavens Seal, causing violent collisions.
While unleashing the flaming war swords, Tang Feng, merged with his sword, shot forth from the void.
His target was the Soul Ancestor.
Though the Soul Ancestor tried his best to defend, it was futile; a flash of sword light passed, and he was cleaved in two, gravely injured.
He was utterly horrified.
Facing Tang Feng gave him the same feeling he once had when facing Lu Ming.
He retreated frantically, but Tang Feng had already slashed with a second sword.
A sword strike that reached the pinnacle of speed.
"Years Sword!"
Tang Feng whispered.
To the Soul Ancestor’s horror, he found that this sword strike seemed to lock onto the trajectory of his entire life, locking onto his river of time, traveling down his timeline to his vulnerable childhood, intending to slay him then.
"No way..."
The Soul Ancestor roared low, his terrifying soul power bursting forth, assailing Tang Feng’s Primordial Spirit in a desperate attempt to stop Tang Feng’s attack.
But to no avail.
Tang Feng’s Primordial Spirit was like an immortal divine sword, exceptionally sharp.
The Soul Ancestor’s attack on Tang Feng’s Primordial Spirit not only failed but ended up injuring his own soul against that supremely sharp divine sword, causing a stabbing pain in his soul.
The next moment, the sword light fell.
With this sword, the Soul Ancestor had no visible wounds, but his body was thrown backward, his vitality rapidly languished, his complexion turning pale, his skin shriveling as if he had aged countless years.
"Save me."
The Soul Ancestor’s soul fluctuation conveyed his extreme terror.
That sword strike had brought him to the brink of death.
He was certain that if Tang Feng struck with another sword, he would surely die.
"Kill!"
The Light Clan Imperial Ancestor and the Earth Ancestor charged forth with all their might, hoping to rescue the Soul Ancestor.
Yet a part of Tang Feng transformed into the River of Sword Magic, sweeping out to block the attacks of the two True Ones, while he swiftly closed in on the Soul Ancestor, delivering another sword strike.
Again, the Years Sword, tracing the Soul Ancestor’s river of time to strike at his vulnerable younger self.
This was a fatal sword strike.
"No..." The Soul Ancestor let out a reluctant roar, but the sword was unavoidable.
Boom!
Suddenly, a whip emanating destructive energy, billions of miles long, smashed through the void, severing the river of time, colliding with Tang Feng’s sword light.
With a loud noise, Tang Feng drifted backward.
