Chapter 919 - 643: Beyond Expectation
To put it precisely, the repercussions of this duel extend far beyond this world.
Above the dome of time and space, at the core of where Chen Sheng and Guan Yucang clashed, the surrounding boundless Sea of Realms, under the residual waves of their collision, was entirely ground into nothingness.
Countless Small Realms, countless lives, and billions of creatures, were all obliterated in the blink of an eye.
The duel between the two had already lasted for a millennium.
No rest, no respite, only an interplay of light and shadow, with void shattering.
Numerous worlds, bearing life and civilization, were consecutively annihilated, turning into chaotic dust, dispersing into the endless time and space.
Rumble—
The deep roar penetrated the barriers of time and space, and the duel had reached its final stage.
Chen Sheng’s aura grew increasingly mighty, surrounded by the flames of the Great Dao that could incinerate all, radiating the last and most splendid light of his life, breaking through that last shackle.
"Excellent!"
Guan Yucang laughed heartily, his eyes surging with extreme excitement, finally no longer holding back, he swung his sleeve mightily, and a thick and majestic light shadow burst forth from his body.
The Light Emperor Stele, which he had suppressed for a long time, carrying the origin of the Path of Light, emerged explosively into the world.
When the Emperor Stele appeared, heaven and earth lost their colors, as if an ancient deity of light had suddenly awakened, slowly rising and suspended in the void.
The base of the stele drooped endless streams of light, like a celestial river pouring down, exuding a terrifying pressure that could subdue the universe, charging towards Chen Sheng destructively.
This strike, like a toppled firmament with the sun and moon descending, with all time and space collapsing and nullifying centered on the Light Emperor Stele, as though the vast universe returned to the origin, leaving no escape from the infinite time-space and Dao Principles beneath this stele.
Where the light streams passed, countless remaining Small Realms and unformed chaotic embryos were instantly crushed into their most primal void.
The shadows of past, present, and future time were forcefully pulled together, disappearing completely in the burning of light.
"Hahaha! Well met!"
Chen Sheng roared to the heavens, his laughter reverberated through the cosmos.
The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand seemed to sense its master’s will, sending forth a sword cry resonating across the universe.
The sword’s body expanded countless miles, transforming into a gigantic sword piercing through the heavens and breaking the chaos, its shadow evolving into Taiyin, enveloping the entire time-space.
Where the Sword Momentum traversed, chaos surged, the Great Dao trembled, even the descending light streams of the Light Emperor Stele were forcibly torn open.
The collision between the two made the entire universe tremble.
"Kill!"
Boom—!!!
No extraneous sounds, no complex moves, just the extreme explosion of energy and the collision of the ultimate Great Dao.
The universe trembled violently, chaos completely collapsed, as if everything returned to absolute void before the heavens and earth opened, with no light, no dark, no life, no death.
...
Who knows how much time passed, void without record, chaos timeless.
Within the endless primordial-like void, the lingering strength of that earth-shattering duel still gently oscillated, lingering for a long time.
The residual power of Ancestral God and the extreme sublimation could not easily be extinguished, even with the absence of heavens and earth, and the disarray of time and space.
"Cough, cough..."
A soft cough broke the silence.
Guan Yucang’s figure slowly solidified from the void, though his aura remained firm, it couldn’t hide his disheveled state.
A trace of dark red blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, dripping into the void, not dispersing, but instead creating fine Great Dao cracks.
He had won.
However, that ultimate sublimation of his opponent before death also etched an indelible Dao injury deep in his Dao Foundation.
Yet, there was not a trace of anger on Guan Yucang’s face; instead, his eyes brimmed with near-mad joy and frenzy.
He swiftly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, laughing out loud, his laughter penetrating the void:
"Good! What a Xuanyuan! What a sword!"
As his laughter settled, he closed his eyes to concentrate, his Heart Spirit sinking into his own Dao Realm.
He could clearly perceive that his distance to the Realm of the Emperor had drawn a step closer.
This seemingly fatal Dao injury, for others a death calamity, for him, was the supreme opportunity to knock on the Emperor’s door.
Guan Yucang slowly opened his eyes, his gaze cast towards the void before him.
Only to see a haze of chaotic qi expanding and solidifying at a slow yet determined pace, its edges gradually outlining the faint contours of heaven and earth, a sign of the Law’s nascent birth.
In the depths of the void, shadowy images of mountains and rivers were quietly forming, thin threads of heaven and earth essence gestating and flowing within.
A brand new world was slowly emerging from annihilation!!
The Xuanyuan of the Human Race had already completely perished.
The Great Dao crumbled, Divine Soul burned out, under extreme sublimation, scarcely leaving a trace after the battle.
Only in his last breath released at the moment of death, bearing his unfulfilled will, did it evolve into this newborn world.
Guan Yucang looked in the direction of Xuanyuan Annihilation, the fervor on his face gradually subsiding, and raised his hand to wipe away the last trace of blood at the corner of his mouth:
"Friend Xuanyuan, the path you haven’t completed, I will walk for you. In the final battle against the heavens, I will surely accept your invitation."
As his words fell, he turned and walked into the depths of the void.
...
Another dimension.
Spirit Realm, Zhang Clan Ancestral Land.
Deep within the ancestral land, clouds and mist swirled.
Upon an ancient and simple jade platform, a figure in white quietly sat cross-legged, it was none other than Chen Sheng’s true self.
His eyes were tightly closed, heart spirit immersed in his own Dao realm, his aura calm and undisturbed, as if merging with this ancestral land.
Suddenly—
His tightly closed eyes abruptly opened!
A glint of light flashed in his eyes, looking beyond endless time and space, across numerous dimensions, directly piercing that realm of absolute void confrontation.
My other self, has fallen.
"At least it wasn’t a wasted death."
"The final battle, an extreme sublimation, opened the door to the Five Declines Realm for me, the price of this fall was worth it."
At this moment, Chen Sheng could clearly perceive that the threshold of the Five Declines Realm’s Dao practice was within reach.
Simultaneously, the instinct belonging to the [Dimension Demon God] quietly activated.
"It’s also time to consolidate my other self."
Indeed, even though my other self has already fallen, it can still be consolidated.
To be precise, the fall was actually the prerequisite for consolidating my other self—whether through self-disintegration or being slain by external force.
At this moment.
Chen Sheng clearly sensed the special status of his other self.
In the perception of the low-dimensional world, he had already completely annihilated, the Great Dao shattered, the divine soul dissipated.
Yet on a higher dimensional level, his other self hadn’t truly died but existed quietly in a form that the low dimension cannot perceive.
"What the world believes to be annihilation has never been the end."
Chen Sheng slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, his understanding of the essence of dimensions, of life and death, suddenly became incredibly deep and thorough.
But the next moment, his expression slightly changed, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.
In the perception of his other self, a book page, ethereal and ancient, exuding a timeless aura, quietly emerged.
[Hundred Generations Book].
Chen Sheng was slightly taken aback, his heart spirit stirred:
"Hmm? The Hundred Generations Book, can it actually reflect on my other self?"
"Could it be that through the cycle of my other self’s fall, talents can also be refreshed?"
Soon, that illusory [Hundred Generations Book] began to slowly turn, amidst the pages, colorful lights flowed, and one after another indistinct light and shadow surfaced.
These were the past events of my other self in this lifetime.
The speed of the turning gradually slowed until finally, the pages stopped on a decisive light and shadow.
That was my other self wielding the Xuanyuan Sword, burning with the flames of the Great Dao, reaching ultimate sublimation, burning away everything.
A moment later, the pages gently turned to the next page.
A blank space.
However, there were no new achievement marks, nor did new talents emerge.
Chen Sheng lightly shook his head, the anticipation in his eyes gradually fading, thinking to himself:
"Seems I expected too much, what reflects on me is ultimately just a weakened version of the [Hundred Generations Book], unable to refresh talents through the experiences of my other self."
However, at the next moment, he seemed to suddenly sense something, his expression changed dramatically:
"Hmm?"
"Wait!!"
He quickly gathered his heart spirit, a blind spot he had overlooked suddenly cleared in his mind like a bolt of lightning.
"With the true self, there is the other self!"
"Could the [Hundred Generations Book] be the same?"
"This page isn’t a weakened version reflected by me, rather my other self inherently possesses its own [Hundred Generations Book]!"