boyutpedia Chapter 1100 - 1104: Shattering Time and Space
Chapter 1100 - 1104: Shattering Time and Space
Boom!
In the distant starry sky, the Deity of Tribulation and Cao Cao clashed, their speeds astonishingly fast, leaving countless afterimages, even Daluo Golden Immortal martial artists found it difficult to capture.
Each collision emitted a world-shaking roar, as if thousands of worlds exploded, creating an overwhelming ripple, causing vast expanses of the star universe to ripple, with countless stars trembling.
One after another, chaotic temporal streams appeared, filling the starry sky.
Even if an Immortal Emperor fell into them, they would be torn to shreds in an instant.
"Kingdom of a Thousand Paths!"
After hundreds of rounds of fierce battle, a flash of violent air crossed the Deity of Tribulation’s eyes, and behind him, the brilliance of ten orthodoxies shone intensely, like ten supreme suns, radiating boundless path light.
Suddenly, the myriad worlds lit up.
Wherever the path light passed, the endless Power of Laws and power of laws prostrated, like subjects before a monarch.
"Suppress!"
The Deity of Tribulation roared angrily, raising his hands high above his head.
Above him, countless layers of void overlapped, appearing as a supreme country, completely composed of ten great paths, vast and magnificent beyond compare.
An overwhelmingly terrifying aura spread from the Kingdom of a Thousand Paths, shattering the myriad heavens, fiercely tearing the star universe apart.
The heavens lost color, the sun and moon dimmed.
"Wei Martial Stratagem!"
Cao Cao’s face grew slightly solemn, a stream of light flying from the center of his brow, it was the ’Wei Martial Divine Command’, exuding a supreme aura, nobler than the sky.
The aura of the People’s King rolled vast, forming a king’s domain.
Within the domain, figures flickered, stepping out from ancient time and space, their faces blurred, encircled by either literary air or military aura soaring skyward, stirring winds and clouds, commanding passionately.
Within the Nine Provinces Realm, Qin Wudao displayed a surprised expression.
Among the many figures, he sensed four familiar auras, namely Jia Xu, Guo Jia, Dian Wei, and Xu Chu!
"These figures should be the civil and military ministers under Cao Cao’s command in a previous life!"
Qin Wudao murmured, a flash of brilliance in his eyes, he saw through Cao Cao’s intention, likely to gather the power of the crowd for a supreme strike,
One person equals a country!
"Slash!"
Cao Cao raised his war sword, indifferently overlooking the Deity of Tribulation, forcefully slashing down.
At that moment, he was the supreme People’s King!
Within the domain transformed by the ’Wei Martial Divine Command’, many figures performed the same action, bursting with terrible power, merging into the Sword Qi, drastically enhancing its might, annihilating the universe.
It seemed as if the entire myriad worlds were to be cleaved in two by a single sword.
This was the People’s King’s sword, also the sword of Wei Country!
Boom!
Under the gaze of all beings, the ’Kingdom of a Thousand Paths’ and the ’Sword of Wei Country’ collided, like two supreme civilizations clashing.
Amidst a world-shocking sound, in the pitch-black starry sky, a destructive sun suddenly appeared, more dazzling than the sun star, causing the endless starry sky to explode, countless worlds to perish, endless beings to die.
Soon after, terrifyingly fierce aftermath rampaged, spreading to the four extremes, collapsing the myriad paths, splitting time and space.
Crack!
The Eighth Heaven, originally split in two, suffered another heavy blow, fragmenting and scattering.
Countless heavenly fissures spread, crawling over the Eighth Heaven, directly splitting into dozens of pieces, floating between the Ninth Heaven and the Seventh Heaven.
The Eighth Heaven, thoroughly shattered!
"It’s over!"
In the minds of all living beings, this thought emerged.
If the broken Eighth Heaven still had a remedy, then now, faced with the shattered Eighth Heaven, there was no way to repair it.
At least, with the current strength of the myriad worlds, it’s far from achievable.
Unless a Saint personally intervenes!
"This is a big problem!"
Outside the Dragon Realm battlefield, the Dragon Emperor watched the moving starry fragments beneath him, his mouth twitching, feeling a chill.
After a moment’s hesitation, he asked the Sun Monkey Demon King: "Do we continue fighting?"
Sun Monkey Demon King: "..."
Fight my ass!
If we keep fighting, the Eighth Heaven might turn to dust!
"It’s not about who won!"
Soon, the attention of the strong was drawn back to the battlefield, they looked up, full of curiosity.
Moments later, the destructive aftereffects dissipated, but at the center of the battlefield, there was no trace of anyone, neither Cao Cao nor the Deity of Tribulation, both had simply vanished.
"Could it be mutual destruction?"
This thought emerged in the minds of the strong.
"It’s not mutual destruction, they likely got caught in the spatial cracks."
Di Tian explained in a solemn tone.
His eyes were filled with dread.
This trace of dread was mainly directed at the Qin Dynasty’s Fate Court.
This country is simply too terrifying, first deploying the Twelve Golden Men to stop the demon saint Bai Ze, and then Cao Cao, fighting the Deity of Tribulation with peak Immortal Sovereign cultivation.
Although the final outcome is unknown, he had a premonition that Cao Cao should still be alive.
Furthermore, what most made Di Tian restless was the development speed of the Qin Dynasty’s Fate Court. Speaking of Immortal Sovereign experts, other forces might take several eons to develop one, but the Qin Dynasty’s Fate Court?
It took only about five hundred years.
If given another five hundred years, to what extent would the Qin Dynasty grow?
Would a true Quasi-Saint expert appear?
Di Tian did not know.
Nor did he dare to speculate.
"Qin..."
After casting a deep glance at the Nine Provinces Heaven Great Thousand World, killing intent flashed in Di Tian’s eyes, and he calmly commanded: "Issue the order, retreat!"
Continuing to fight had lost all meaning.
With the power of the demon race, they still couldn’t completely annihilate the human race, let alone the advent of the ’Supreme Calamity’, they had many other tasks at hand.
Such as the legacy at the peak of the Ninefold Heavens!
And finding out the tribe destined to bear the calamity!
"As you command!"
Upon hearing the order, countless demon race strongmen, full of reluctance, executed the command, leading the army back to the Immortal City, soon leaving the Eighth Heaven.
The demon race’s retreat also signified the end of the third great war between the human race and the demon race.
"We’ve won!"
"We won!"
After a moment of silence, within the human race’s camp, countless ordinary soldiers and strongmen waved their weapons vigorously, erupting into a thunderous roar.
They won!
They were still alive!
In fact, before the war, many among them hesitated, momentarily considering joining the demon race to save their lives, but ultimately, they decided to live and die with the human race.
Now it seemed, they made the right choice!
Yet, on the faces of the high-ranking human leaders like the Ancestor, Qing Emperor, and Emperor Shang, there was no trace of joy, instead they were incredibly grave.
"Karmic forces have appeared!"
The Ancestor looked at the human race’s fortune dragon above the Ancestor Hall, muttering to himself.
At the edge of sight, countless strands of gray-black karmic force converged from all directions, falling on the human race’s Clan Fortune Dragon, their numbers so great, nearly overwhelming the human race’s fortune.
Crisis!
From the karmic forces, he sensed a crisis of death.
"Let’s retreat for now, and figure it out later!"
The Qing Emperor spoke up.
The Ancestor nodded, issuing the retreat order, leaving the Remnant Moon Heaven Great Thousand World.
Simultaneously, the demon race strongmen from the Southern Dao Province and the Dragon Realm also exited in an orderly manner.