The strength of the Temporal Bone Spirit was pushed to its limit, reaching a maximum combat power of ten billion!
In this state, the Temporal Bone Spirit was terrifyingly formidable, having absorbed a full 0.1% of the core law essence from the secret realm!
Spatio-temporal energy flowed across its semi-transparent bronze skeletal frame, while hourglasses hovered within its deep, hollow eye sockets, each rotation signifying a shift in time.
Its attack methods were equally peculiar—with a mere raise of its hand, it could unleash a temporal reset trap. Once triggered, it would subject different parts of the victim's body to varying temporal flows!
If the target failed to break free immediately, the spirit would then condense two spatial blades, teleport forward in an instant, and strike directly at the challenger's body. Wherever the blades passed, space would collapse, reducing all matter to a two-dimensional plane and transforming it into a vivid, lifelike painting!
"Admittedly annoying, but that’s all it’s got. Take this halberd strike!"
After thoroughly experiencing its abilities, Chen Yi no longer held back his clone’s true strength, revealing it in full!
Early-stage True Immortal, six billion combat power!
Swinging his halberd in a sweeping arc, he paid no heed to temporal distortions or spatial overlaps—the sheer force of his strike annihilated all laws in an instant!
[Attempting to forcibly swap positions... Failed!]
[Dimensional Shield activated... Unable to block!]
[Time Stop invoked to evade damage... Evasion failed!]
Squelch~
The dark halberd flashed past, and the Temporal Bone Spirit instantly dissipated like a bubble.
No fatal wound—just instant annihilation!
Even the fragments of temporal law that should have dropped were obliterated by the strike, leaving nothing behind.
"Huh? That fragile?"
Chen Yi frowned slightly.
He had held back—his one-star clone, with six billion combat power, had merely executed a casual halberd swing without employing the Extreme Halberd Technique or amplifying his strength beyond a single fold. Yet, the Temporal Bone Spirit still couldn’t withstand it.
"Did it dump all its skill points into flashy mechanics while neglecting defense? Or does boosting its body’s defenses weaken its abilities?"
"I’ll need to find a true powerhouse to test this properly..."
His gaze deepened as he turned and strode toward the depths of the secret realm.
Seeking guidance from a Celestial Immortal could wait.
For now, he had only refined thirty-six clones, all of which he had brought into the Retrospection Secret Realm.
Last time, he had failed to refine the Dreamweaver Secret Realm. This time, he was determined to mold the Retrospection Secret Realm entirely into his own shape!
Soon enough, he arrived at the core region with practiced ease.
The same azure barrier stood before him, firmly protecting the floating essence of temporal law within.
What thirty one-star Pseudo-Immortal clones had failed to accomplish last time, thirty-six enhanced one-star True Immortal clones would surely achieve now!
Sizzle~
The azure barrier trembled faintly.
The infiltration power of the thirty-six one-star True Immortal clones, working in tandem through a grand formation, far surpassed their previous efforts. In no time, they pried open a narrow gap in the tightly guarded barrier.
Whoosh~
Quick as lightning!
Twenty-seven clones seized the moment, slipping through the crack before it could close.
Unlike the Dreamweaver Secret Realm, the core space of the Retrospection Secret Realm had no temperature—only countless streams of silver sand flowing like gentle rivers.
At the convergence of these countless silver streams lay a shimmering, rippling lake.
That was the very essence of temporal law that formed the foundation of the entire Retrospection Secret Realm!
With the target confirmed, Chen Yi’s twenty-seven clones advanced in formation.
Yet, after just two steps, the omnipresent pressure of temporal law bore down upon them. Time slowed to a near halt, and space stretched endlessly, rendering the clones unable to progress despite their efforts—they were stuck in place!
"Hmm, stronger than the Dreamweaver’s illusions. As expected of the king among laws, it’s got some substance!"
"But that’s all. Now... fuse and ascend!"
With a faint smile, Chen Yi merged the twenty-seven one-star clones into nine two-star clones!
These were no longer the initial versions refined from Violet Heaven Divine Thunder essence—they were enhanced clones forged from Chaos Divine Thunder essence!
The maximum power a two-star enhanced clone could unleash rivaled even that of an initial three-star clone!
Instantly, the pressure lessened, and Chen Yi’s nine two-star clones strode forward once more.
But the closer they got to the silver lake, the more oppressive the temporal forces became.
A little further, and the distorted spacetime threatened to melt the clones back into raw Chaos Divine Thunder essence!
At nine steps away from the lake, the nine clones halted.
They couldn’t go any farther—another step, and they would truly dissolve.
Despite his high estimation of the temporal law essence, its absurd potency still exceeded Chen Yi’s expectations.
Unlike the Dreamweaver’s law, which targeted the soul directly, these clones lacked souls—only a wisp of will lingered within them, making the Dreamweaver’s essence easier to grasp.
The temporal law essence acted upon reality itself, overwhelmingly powerful. It could subject anything to millions of years in an instant or rewind time to its origin. Such might could only be faced by a Golden Immortal!
The two-star Chaos clones, with a peak combat power of 33.3 billion (equivalent to a Celestial Immortal), had already proven their monstrous nature by reaching ten steps from the lake.
Any other Celestial Immortal would likely be stuck in the outer regions, unable to even approach the core within a hundred steps!
"As expected, only equal strength can resist higher-tier suppression."
"Seems the two-star clones have hit their limit here. But this space is incredibly resilient, so... fuse again, and ascend!"
Hummm~
The nine two-star clones merged into three three-star clones!
A terrifying aura erupted, overturning the oppressive temporal forces and creating a vacuum around them.
The temporal law essence lake could no longer resist. The three three-star clones lunged forward, crossing the remaining ten steps in an instant and plunging into the shimmering lake.
Plop~~~
The lake was viscous, composed entirely of condensed temporal energy—weightless yet overwhelming. The sheer might of spacetime pressed down on the clones, allowing them only to flounder in the shallow regions, unable to reach the core.
Keep in mind, a three-star Chaos clone had already breached the 180 billion combat power threshold—nearly matching an initial four-star clone, equivalent to a mid-stage Golden Immortal!
And even that wasn’t enough to glimpse the true form of the temporal law essence?
"Heh, this just keeps getting more interesting..."
Chen Yi chuckled softly. The fiercer its resistance, the richer the fruit it bore!
Last time, he had failed to pluck the Dreamweaver’s fruit. This time, he would devour the temporal law’s bounty!
Without hesitation, he commanded the three three-star clones to fuse once more.
In an instant, a four-star Chaos clone emerged!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
iaobai: "Councilor Dad, front me some funds. I want to hire ten thousand professional miners for a project!" [Five-Star Mission Issued: Capture the leader of the Blood Heaven Pirate Gang, who is on the run in the Radiant Star Sector. It is said the gang has over a hundred members. Proceed with caution.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, lend me the family's hundred-thousand-strong Lu Army!" [Seven-Star Mission Issued: Subdue a juvenile Void Dragon Beast.] Lu Xiaobai: "Councilor Dad, I'm taking your tamed Void Dragon Beast King out for a family reunion!" I said, System, don't you have any slightly more challenging missions? You're just not up to par! [Nine-Star Mission Issued: Become the Human Councilor.] Lu Xiaobai: "Dad, there's a small matter I'd like to discuss with you..."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
