C1679 The Darkness That Could Blow up the Heavens and Earth!
"Open the heavens!"
Yu Yuan's commanding voice echoed within the Dragon Slash Platform.
Whoosh!
The once pearly Dragon Slash Platform, under Yu Yuan's shout, transformed into a golden dragon horn, unleashing a force capable of piercing through all barriers and seals of the universe.
Time restrictions, spatial constraints, star boundaries, and so-called impregnable walls—all shattered to pieces.
Boom!
With a thunderous roar, the barrier jointly forged by the Origin Realm God and President Lyi was perforated by the explosive golden radiance of the Dragon Slash Platform.
Yu Yuan reemerged in this world, no longer wielding the Optimus Sword but holding the Dragon Slash Platform.
The elongated Dragon Slash Platform glimmered with a resplendent golden light, resembling a razor-sharp golden lance!
Originally, the Dragon Slash Platform was a single piece, not composed of three.
Within the Dragon Slash Platform, the three miniature worlds housed the residual powers of the Golden Giant Dragon, the Space-time Dragon, and the Frost Dragon. The bloodline doctrines of these three Dragon Gods were, in fact, interconnected.
The Dragon Slash Platform could display three hues or merge into one, manifesting the might of a singular Dragon God!
As the preeminent sovereign of the Nagas and the ancient patriarch, the Golden Dragon God was the only entity in the vast cosmos that the Great Demon God Beilstein regarded with apprehension.
The force of sharp gold he had mastered, the latent strength within his draconic form, merged with the Heaven Opening Divine Stone, indeed possessed the power to cleave the heavens!
Yu Yuan's cry of "Open the heavens!" truly caused the space surrounding the Dragon Slash Platform to fracture in response.
"Strike again!"
Clutching the Dragon Slash Platform, Yu Yuan became one with the fierce golden glow, transforming into a blinding streak of golden lightning aimed at Zhong Chichen, encased in layers of gold, silver, copper, and iron.
Having forsaken the Optimus Sword for the Dragon Slash Platform, he no longer feared a stealthy assault from President Lyi's Divine Sword.
Boom!
A myriad of golden sparks and bizarre glimmers burst forth. He didn't strike Zhong Chichen's flesh but instead hit the Time Book, resembling a massive gold brick.
President Lyi, however, suddenly uttered a stifled grunt.
Grains of golden sand sifted from the substantial Time Book, subtly echoing through the trembling space.
With a whoosh, President Lyi, whisked away by the "Chaos Abyss" at the behest of the Origin Realm God, materialized amidst the swirling sands and glittering gold dust.
At that moment, beneath his golden and silver skin, there was scarcely a hint of flesh and blood.
His pupils, like glass orbs shifting through metallic hues, betrayed a disdain for all life, harboring a relentless obsession to transform the sentient beings of the Eon Realm into golden metal puppets.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The Origin Realm God, momentarily bewildered, witnessed nine grand illusions materialize out of thin air, working in tandem with Youyu amidst the fragmented space that surrounded him.
These nine illusions morphed into nine long-departed Demon Gods and renowned Primordial Spirits of the Eon Realm.
Among them were fiery phoenixes fluttering their flames, Qilins towering like mountains, the founding master of the Sword Sect, Yuwen Hao's mentor, and former lords of the Devil Palace.
This was the Derivative Spell in action!
These nine transformed giants were not mere spectral entities; they were beings of flesh and blood, capable of wielding their Spiritual Spells and ancestral powers in a coordinated assault.
The sky, awash with flames, birthed numerous fiery birds and celestial sparks, causing even the Origin Realm God to furrow his brow.
He did not fear the cascade of flames, yet the body of the Silver Scale Clan might not endure such an onslaught.
Then, a sword light imbued with an ancient, icy essence was cleaved through the air by a green-robed elder, causing the Origin Realm God's soul to feel as if it were freezing in place.
In a moment of stupor, he suddenly beheld Youyu, now transformed into a colossal essence of a Yin Sunflower, emerging within his consciousness.
More precisely, it manifested within Jessica's mind.
The silvery Yin Sunflower, akin to an enchanting celestial body, bore Youyu seated upon it, with two intertwining rivers above his head and myriads of wailing souls at his back.
Boom!
The Yin Sunflower abruptly transmuted into an ancient palace, its walls etched with innumerable ferocious depictions of ghosts and Demonic Beasts.
The palace resembled the Nine Netherworlds Purgatory, thick with Yin Qi and the essence of the Yin Sunflower twinkling like countless stars.
"Spectral Palace!"
The Origin Realm God's brow creased, his expression turning grave. He nodded, acknowledging, "You are indeed an adversary deserving of my full attention."
He touched his forehead, and a tiny vortex spontaneously formed at the center, generating a pulling force.
Whoosh!
The immense Chaos Abyss, which had been far away, was swiftly drawn in by the vortex between his eyebrows, shrinking a billionfold in the blink of an eye and getting pulled into his mind.
Once the true Chaos Abyss was reduced to the size of a mustard seed and entered his forehead, his profound eyes seemed to be endowed with infinite magical power.
Where his gaze fell, the nine mighty overlords, previously condensed by the Void Divine King using the Derivative Spell, were dismembered as if by some malevolent deity.
Crack! Snap!
The nine Demon Gods and Primordial Spirits, once renowned across the vast expanse and possessing formidable reputations, were torn asunder by the gaze of the Origin Realm God.
In reality, it was their surrounding space that was being ripped apart.
As the space shattered, so too did the Demon Gods and Primordial Spirits, breaking into pieces.
The fragmented Demon Gods transformed into streams of pure blood light, which the elegant Void Divine King then refined into his demonic form.
The Great Demon God's body, belonging to Andre and crafted by Yu Yuan, now possessed a Life Altar. With the Void Divine King's mastery of the Blood Devil Clan's secret techniques and the altar's myriad wonders, he was able to employ the Derivative Spell taught by the moon to momentarily restrain the Origin Realm God.
Upon realizing that the Chaos Abyss had been drawn into his mind by the Origin Realm God, and with Youyu also vanishing from sight, he breathed a sigh of relief.
At least for the time being, Yu Yuan wouldn't be a target of the Origin Realm God's attention.
"This power is immense, so much so that it seems preposterous to me," remarked the Chaos Roc, his eyes dazzled by the battle. After sharing a glance with his old companion, the Abyss Goanna, he let out a subtle cough.
Taking the place of the heart clam beast, he refined a star that was now enveloped in a shimmering bubble, slowly drifting away from the Heaven Opening Flare Star and the fearsome battlefield.
Xuanli, Yinn Tiehua, and the three alien beasts watched in stunned silence as the Heaven Opening Flare Star, along with Yu Yuan and the others, gradually receded.
They were aware that the Chaos Roc had transported them to a distant location, yet none of them voiced any objections.
Even Xuanli, who had ascended to the pinnacle of power, had to concede that he was not qualified to join the fray.
Staying too close to the Heaven Opening Flare Star, he might become a liability, requiring Youyu to look after his well-being.
He, who was usually unable to sit still, now observed the battlefield with a cool detachment. Yinn Tiehua and the three Ninth Level alien beasts were so intimidated that they wouldn't dare make a sound.
One must reach the pinnacle of power to be worthy of stepping onto that battlefield.
They were acutely aware of their own capabilities and the situation at hand.
In the desolate and silent secret realm.
Tan Xiaotian, the Demon Lord who couldn't find an exit, sat listlessly on a cushion formed from darkness, gazing at the cluster of consciousness left behind by Yu Yuan.
This cluster of consciousness had morphed into a dull soul orb, silent without Yu Yuan's voice.
Yu Yuan, engrossed in battles against the Origin Realm God and the Void Spirit Succubus in the outside world, had ceased to monitor this place.
Yet, each time he gathered his full strength to deploy the Sky Opening Array in battle, a miniature echo would manifest within the consciousness cluster.
The remnants of his combat, his dazzling sword spell, would briefly flicker within the consciousness.
And Tan Xiaotian would capture it...
"The Optimus Nine Slashes, the Sky Opening Array, such sword spells are truly astonishing."
Tan Xiaotian's expression was grave, deeply moved by the remarkable sword spell. He had not expected that in this era, someone could independently evolve the Sky Opening Array into a spherical, vast form, first annihilating a soul shadow of the Origin Realm God, then obliterating the Void Spirit Succubus.
"This rising star from the Divine Soul Sect is clearly making a swift ascent, not merely on the wings of fortune," the Demon Lord mused aloud in the desolate secret realm.
In the depths of his eyes, innumerable dark particles emerged and vanished just as quickly, betraying his profound contemplation.
The sky above, once painted with the seven hues left by Zhong Chichen, was now devoid of any trace.
"So many supreme fighters are clashing over this star, and here I am, merely a spectator. This won't do—how can I accept this?" Tan Xiaotian's restlessness grew, and he found himself frustrated. "If word of this were to get out, wouldn't it tarnish my reputation for being battle-hungry? Who am I? I am the supreme sovereign of darkness!"
Within the Heaven Opening Flare Star, Tan Xiaotian's cavernous hideaway was enveloped in roiling darkness.
At first glance, it seemed as though black ink had filled the deep cavern, threatening to spill darkness everywhere.
"Ugh!"
The Chaos Roc gasped in awe, its eyes widening with astonishment as it nodded vigorously. "Truly, Tan Xiaotian lives up to his reputation. The magnificent Tan Xiaotian is indeed a peerless hero!"
The Abyss Goanna exclaimed in shock, "Could it be that Tan Xiaotian... with his power of darkness, has filled the entire realm?"
Boom!
A torrent of pure black light burst forth from the depths of the cave, transforming the sky into a vast black sea.
Tan Xiaotian, trapped within the secret realm, was aware that the Origin Realm God was preoccupied with battle and had no time to carve out new territories for him or to guide the unleashed power of his darkness. Thus, he chose to force a rupture.
With his dark power, he filled the small world to its brim, causing it to burst apart!
The void world connected to the cavern, akin to a massive balloon, had its limits. The surge of dark energy from Tan Xiaotian was like billions of tons of ink, filling the balloon to its maximum capacity and causing it to burst.
When the entire world was overwhelmed by Tan Xiaotian's dark force, he naturally emerged.
Columns of dark light, like roaring dragons of shadow, converged high above the Heaven Opening Flare Star, forming an expansive sea of darkness.
Above this sea of darkness, Tan Xiaotian sat as if on a Dark Cushion enlarged a billionfold, shifting from beneath to above.
Dressed in black, he coiled his long, cascading hair around his waist like a belt and gazed down nonchalantly at the people below.
"Should I address you as the Space-time Dragon or as Sect Master Zhong?"
The striking young man in black called out to Zhong Chichen, who was encased in gold, silver, and bronze. Black flames soon descended beside him.
The black flames burned fiercely for a moment, seemingly prying open the layer that isolated Zhong Chichen from the world.
As if shucking corn, the metallic shell was stripped away by the dark flames.
And with that, Zhong Chichen was freed.
