Wuji let his guard down again—failed to dodge!
A halberd strike sent stars flashing before his eyes, nearly splitting his skull open!
He never expected that even after traversing the River of Time to put distance between them, this freak 'Chen Yi' could still catch up.
How did he do it?
Had he been tailing him the whole time?
Impossible!
Any orthodox cultivator would struggle just to enter the River of Time, let alone move freely under the immense pressure of the Spacetime Barrier or silently shadow a Celestial Emperor!
Yet this unorthodox, demonic cultivator not only pulled it off but also concealed himself effortlessly within the River of Time—the supreme crystallization of the Myriad Realms—piercing the Spacetime Barrier without a trace and even evading a Celestial Emperor’s perception?!
This was beyond absurd!
Not even Ling Xiao could manage such a feat!
Ling Xiao wouldn’t dare get within ten thousand years of him—if he did, he’d never escape!
But Chen Yi?
Not only did he close the distance, he followed Wuji all the way out of the River of Time, appearing right in his face in some unknown stretch of the Void Expanse without Wuji noticing until the halberd was already swinging—far too late to react!
"Chen Yi! Damn you, Chen Yi!"
"I underestimated you!"
Wuji’s manifested body swiftly retreated, his head caved in, his gaze icy.
"Your head’s pretty hard!" Chen Yi flicked his halberd, staring calmly at him. "Think you can move against His Majesty Ling Xiao without answering to me first?"
Wuji: "..."
Seriously? You’re still pretending even after showing your hand?
Have you no shame?
What, did Ling Xiao give himself to you?
Wait—did he actually give himself to you?!
As if struck by a sudden realization, Wuji’s eyes sharpened. "He handed you the Epoch Treasury?"
"???"
What sharp reflexes, what quick thinking—truly worthy of a Celestial Emperor!
Chen Yi sighed inwardly. He was out of tricks.
Now that Ling Xiao had flipped the board, Wuji would learn the truth sooner or later. Even if he could stall for now, Ling Xiao wouldn’t sit idle—and Wuji hadn’t even bought the act to begin with...
There was no choice but to fight. For the stability of the Myriad Realms, Wuji’s manifested body could not be allowed to escape!
"What Epoch Treasury? I don’t follow. Right now, I just want to kill you—or be killed by you!"
The moment the words left his mouth, Chen Yi swung his halberd in a wide arc. A terrifying force field descended, locking Wuji’s manifested body in place, forcing him to take the blow head-on!
In an instant, the chaotic Void energy in the expanse quieted once more, collapsing infinitely outward from the halberd’s point of impact!
Unfortunately, while the move looked devastating, it was useless against Wuji.
This time, Wuji had tapped into a strand of his Primordial Dao Mark. The delay between his supreme manifested body and his true self was nearly zero—far beyond the pitiful puppets he’d used before!
Hum!
"Boundless Heaven and Earth · All Laws Return to One Finger!"
With a resonant chant, Wuji’s manifested body raised a finger. A vast ripple spread, instantly smoothing the distorted force field around them!
Then, his figure vanished—only to reappear as eight illusory avatars encircling Chen Yi, who was still pressing forward with his halberd. Their hands formed seals as profound Dao patterns shimmered, weaving a golden cage in the blink of an eye to trap Chen Yi!
Everything happened in an instant. By the time Chen Yi reacted, the golden prison had already sealed off every escape route!
"Boundless Myriad Laws · Suppress the Heretic Domain!"
With Wuji’s declaration, blinding radiance swallowed Chen Yi whole!
Truly, a Celestial Emperor was a Celestial Emperor. Even a manifested body could unleash power beyond imagination. The moment Wuji got serious, he effortlessly suppressed Chen Yi’s Six-Star avatar—a body with the strength of a Dao Ancestor!
"No wonder Elder Cui Changsheng always said, ‘A Celestial Emperor is a Dao Ancestor, but a Dao Ancestor is not a Celestial Emperor.’ With techniques like this, could any ordinary Dao Ancestor resist?"
Trapped in the golden cage, Chen Yi couldn’t help but marvel.
Frankly, Wuji’s mastery of Primordial Dao Marks far surpassed Black Earth’s.
A Prime Sovereign was equivalent to a Dao Ancestor. Even if Black Earth had fallen from that realm, his experience and insight remained. If he reforged even a single Primordial Dao Mark, no ordinary Half-Step Dao Ancestor—even those with a dozen or twenty such marks—could compare!
In fact, Black Earth could overpower a Half-Step Dao Ancestor with one Primordial Dao Mark, while the latter would need three or four to resist. This was a qualitative gap. Until one condensed the forty-nine marks needed to reach the Dao’s Ultimate Number and ascend as a Dao Ancestor, a Half-Step Dao Ancestor would never grasp the profundity of the realm!
Similarly, Wuji—a supreme Dao Ancestor and Celestial Emperor—could crush Black Earth as easily as Black Earth crushed Half-Step Dao Ancestors!
Condensing forty-nine Primordial Dao Marks broke the Dao’s Ultimate Number, allowing one to ascend as a Dao Ancestor. But Wuji had condensed at least two hundred and fifty!
What limit had he shattered?
Only a Celestial Emperor would know.
The clearest example? Chen Yi had once forced Black Earth to burn his Primordial Dao Marks just to contend with a Five-Star avatar. Yet now, even with his latest Six-Star avatar, Chen Yi couldn’t probe Wuji’s depths before being overpowered!
"Impressive. Guess I’ll have to get serious too."
Chen Yi’s gaze remained calm as he tightened his grip on the halberd. Then, he began burning the Six-Star avatar’s foundational power to summon his true self’s manifested will!
Ironically, this move was inspired by his earlier clashes with Wuji.
Sometimes, the true self couldn’t act directly—lest it attract unwanted filth. In such cases, materializing a will manifestation was the best alternative.
A will manifestation held advantages a mere avatar lacked.
An avatar was just an extension of the true self, like an independent hand. Though freely controllable, it was limited by materials and foundational power.
But a will manifestation?
From Wuji’s earlier tactic—burning puppet foundations to manifest his true will—it was clear: a will manifestation could surpass limits, unleashing power far beyond an avatar’s constraints!
Using the avatar as a vessel, reflecting the true self’s might!
Hummmmm—!
The void trembled!
As the Six-Star avatar’s foundational power burned, a hazy purple figure slowly materialized above it.
In an instant, Wuji’s golden cage shattered. His manifested body was sent flying by an overwhelming force, crashing into a maelstrom of chaotic Void energy!
Fast—too fast!
Even the most violent Void energy maelstrom sputtered out. Unable to reduce a Celestial Emperor’s manifested body to nothingness, it was instead flooded by the terrifying energy radiating from Wuji’s form, forcing it to dissipate back into the void...
"How is this possible?!"
Wuji’s manifested body stared wide-eyed at the purple manifestation.
This thing... wasn’t a normal will manifestation. It resembled one in form, but its essence was different—lacking the abilities a true will manifestation should possess, yet wielding powers no ordinary will manifestation had.
It was a crude imitation!
But how?!
What did an unorthodox demonic cultivator need a will manifestation for?!
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