The will spans through time without delay!
This is Chen Yi's attitude.
To be honest, he didn't even feel the acceleration of time on his avatar. He simply watched calmly as the tombstone exuding an aura of annihilation slowly descended—even feeling it was somewhat sluggish!
Of course, it wasn’t entirely unnoticeable.
Aside from accelerating time, this tombstone continuously drained the avatar's power. The energy of the Spring and Autumn Dao permeated the air, corroding the avatar's essence, as if trying to hollow him out, bringing forth a sense of powerlessness and weakness.
"Is this all you've got, Black Earth? Trying to erect a tombstone for me? This doesn’t even compare to the thrill of the previous two killing moves!"
Chen Yi suddenly raised his head, tightened his grip on the halberd, and swung it backhanded!
"BOOM!!!"
A deafening explosion erupted from the halberd as terrifying power surged forth, obliterating everything in an instant—annihilating both the Spring and Autumn Dao energy permeating the surrounding space and the space itself!
"CRACK!!!"
The Tribulation Halberd struck the Tombstone of Ages, instantly splitting it apart and unleashing a dazzling radiance!
"So easily broken? As expected of a Venerable!" Fang Fan couldn't help but marvel, not analyzing the halberd's mechanics but simply admiring the sheer beauty of such overwhelming force.
"Ah, another layer of space shattered. How much Void Stone will it take to repair this?" Little Huan frowned, hesitating before asking, "Brother Fang Fan, do you think these expenses can be reimbursed?"
It wasn’t that the Boundless Realm couldn’t repair itself—it just took more time. Using Void Stones would save both time and effort!
Fang Fan smiled faintly. "Look at you, always in a hurry. This is an official assignment. Once we return, I’ll approve the paperwork—covering not just the losses but also pulling out all the stops for labor fees, travel expenses, and overtime pay!"
As the acting Civil God of Wealth in the Finance Department, reimbursement was ultimately just a matter of his word.
Of course, power shouldn’t be abused. Proper procedures still had to be followed. After all, he was indeed accompanying Venerable Tribulation on this mission, and Void Stones were a critical strategic resource—reports had to be filed and records kept, even if he was the one signing off in the end...
While Fang Fan and Xuanji Huan debated reimbursement figures—
Hu Fangyuan was growing desperate.
The Domain of Stagnation was broken.
The Causal Point Kill failed.
The Tombstone of Ages proved ineffective.
His three most powerful killing techniques had been effortlessly dismantled. Was he truly incapable of defeating Chen Yi even once?!
How could this be allowed?
If he couldn’t win, how could he guide the lost Golden Immortals of the Divine Realm home?
If he couldn’t win, what was the point of this sparring match? Were all his efforts just fodder for Chen Yi’s excitement?
If he couldn’t win, how could they ever reunite the Heavenly Dao in the future? Without usable forces, wouldn’t they have to rely solely on the special ops team sent by the Purple Star Immortal Court? How could their lifeline be left in the hands of outsiders?!
Just one victory—that’s all he needed!
One victory would bring thirty Golden Immortals!
One victory would bring hope!
"Let me win just once! Just once!"
"Does Heaven not leave a single path unblocked?!"
"Chen Yi, you’ve forced my hand!"
"Spring and Autumn Cocoon—Cicada’s Cry in an Instant!!!"
Hu Fangyuan went utterly mad.
After his revival, he had only regained two traces of his Primordial Dao Marks. Now, he burned one of them!
In that instant—
Hu Fangyuan’s aura became indescribably eerie.
The stars embroidered on his dark Daoist robes dimmed abruptly, as if all brilliance had been sucked into his body.
The Primordial Dao Mark blazed fiercely, unleashing an endless torrent of terrifying power. His hands twisted at an unnatural angle, fingers pressing together to form a strange "cocoon" shape before his chest.
"HUMMM!!!"
A clear chirp erupted from within the cocoon, faintly revealing the silhouette of a lively cicada.
The Spring and Autumn Dao unfurled beneath Hu Fangyuan’s feet, spreading wildly until it engulfed the entire space!
An indescribable ripple burst forth from Hu Fangyuan’s core—like the River of Time reversing its flow, yet not as an attack, but as a... sacrifice!
"Oh no, he’s desperate! He actually burned a Primordial Dao Mark!" Little Huan’s expression turned grave as her delicate hands danced through the void, reinforcing the layers of the Boundless Realm’s space.
Fang Fan, too, felt the full brunt of that soul-shaking ripple. His vision blurred as his consciousness seemed to ascend to the highest Ninth Layer of the Boundless Realm, merging with his incomprehensible, untouchable, indescribable true form—the Dharma Body of a Dao Ancestor!
For a fleeting moment, his soul soared atop the clouds, invincible and almighty. He nearly reached out to seize Hu Fangyuan and refine him on the spot...
But alas, that euphoric sensation lasted only an instant before his consciousness plummeted back into the abyss. His body felt hollowed out—after the rush came an endless void...
His face paled instantly as he stared weakly at Hu Fangyuan’s increasingly blurred figure below. A glimmer of realization flashed in his eyes as he murmured,
"Primordial Dao Marks... are the key to ascending as a Dao Ancestor. Without consolidating them, I cannot summon the Dharma Body of a Dao Ancestor for aid. Only by gathering forty-nine Primordial Dao Marks can one truly step into the Dao Ancestor Realm..."
Before he could finish—
His soul, unable to bear the influx of such profound enlightenment, triggered its self-preservation mechanism.
He blacked out on the spot.
And at that very moment—
Chen Yi moved!
Swinging his halberd, he shattered the Spring and Autumn Dao’s blockade, attempting to stop the frenzied Hu Fangyuan from further self-destruction!
"Stop! Just stop! There’s no need to go this far! I’ll concede this round, alright?!"
This was supposed to be a friendly spar, but who could’ve imagined Black Earth’s competitive spirit would drive him to burn a Primordial Dao Mark just to win once?!
This wasn’t even "losing a thousand to kill eight hundred"—this was "losing ten thousand to kill eight hundred"!
Was Chen Yi some kind of irredeemable enemy?
They were allies!
Was life-and-death conflict necessary?!
If winning meant so much, he could have it! There was no need to waste a Primordial Dao Mark—the cost was far too steep!
"It’s too late now. Brace yourself!"
Hu Fangyuan could no longer turn back. He had to stake everything on this final strike!
Between his clasped hands, a tiny "Spring and Autumn Cocoon" fully materialized—crystalline and translucent, within which a cicada’s shadow flickered amidst countless phantoms of time and space rapidly forming and collapsing!
Meanwhile, Hu Fangyuan’s aura plummeted. His face turned deathly pale as golden divine blood seeped from his lips, eyes, nostrils, ears—even his pores!
Such was the horrific price of forcibly activating a forbidden technique by burning one’s Primordial Dao Mark!
"Chen Yi, catch this if you can!"
With a final cry, Hu Fangyuan mustered his remaining strength and hurled the Spring and Autumn Cocoon—imbued with the power of infinite time and space—straight at Chen Yi!
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