Chapter 445 - 413: The Sky... Has Fallen

Chapter 445: Chapter 413: The Sky... Has Fallen

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BOOM!

A ray of Great Sun Divine Light sliced through the bloody light and black mist.

The Great Sun Dragon Lady formed a fist seal, her movements as fluid as a dragon and as powerful as a tiger. Behind her, a divine ring erupted with ten thousand zhang of divine radiance, fixing the void in place.

Her long, white hair danced wildly as cold lightning shot from her eyes.

Sen Yue’s expression was cold. Unaffected by the divine ring, he continued to move freely. His aura—one of absolute supremacy, of being the sole master of destiny—was in no way inferior to the Great Sun Dragon Lady’s.

From beneath his feet, a vast torrent of bloody light and souls surged up, diving into the ten-thousand-zhang divine radiance and neutralizing it.

The Great Sun Dragon Lady’s killing intent intensified. ’Sen Yue is too terrifying.’

’Not only is he absurdly powerful, but he also sees all living things as lambs for the slaughter. And yet, he somehow controls the Celestial Dao and the will of the people in the Xuan Domain, neutralizing any backlash against him.’

However, the Great Sun Dragon Lady was not discouraged.

’Every peck and every sip is preordained.’

’As long as Sen Yue is stalled and can no longer maintain his posture of absolute suppression, his tyranny will surely incite the masses to rise up against him, leading to his self-immolation and demise.’

With a THUD, Sen Yue’s eyes blazed as he walked forward, one step at a time.

The void trembled as if being crushed by some colossal beast. The Purple Gold Daoist Robe he wore released a dazzling light, making him look like a god descending upon the mortal world.

Then, the light surged. Without a word, he charged forward to kill.

He hurled a Purple Gold Hall into the sky, which then plummeted, piercing downward with a piercing WHINE.

The vast expanse of purple-gold light resembled thousands of meteors diving down, a boundless sea of lightning crashing from above.

The area seethed. Mountains and rocks were obliterated, and even cracks in the void appeared. It was a terrifying, awe-inspiring sight.

A ruthless glint flashed in the Great Sun Dragon Lady’s eyes as she took the initiative to meet the attack head-on.

She let out a long cry. Her divine ring once again shone as brilliantly as the sun, illuminating everything as it enveloped her Golden Divine Spear. The spear collided violently with the Purple Gold Hall, producing a deafening, soul-shaking CLANG.

In that instant, runes filled the sky. The area was inundated with blazing symbols; the battle between the two was simply too horrifying.

The radiant light dimmed. The two were locked in a stalemate.

At the center of it all, the [Heavenly Domain - Fragmented Celestial Destiny Mark], resembling a Daoist Ancient Scripture, remained suspended in the air, perfectly still.

For these two Young Venerables, the [Heavenly Domain - Fragmented Celestial Destiny Mark] was far too important.

Neither could stand by and watch the other seize it!

Both were favored by the destiny of a domain, both were Young Venerables.

If either of them were to retreat from this battle, it would be tantamount to bowing their head to the other, admitting inferiority.

At their unique level, taking a single step back often led not to a broader horizon, but to a bottomless abyss!

"I am absolutely not alone."

Sen Yue’s gaze was firm as he reiterated his answer.

In an instant, his face changed. One half became as serene as a banished immortal, the other as wicked as a Great Demon.

His hands moved, tracing a Tai Chi diagram in the air.

With a WMMMM, two Dharma Aspects manifested.

A pure-white celestial crane descended, wrapped in holy white light. It flapped its wings with a deafening, thunderous CLANG. Within its presence, a world of beautiful dreams faintly appeared—a world where everyone lived in peace and contentment, happy and fulfilled, like the utopian society of sages from legend.

A Chaotic Black Evil Dragon emerged, swirling with bloody light and black mist. Its tail whipped around, stirring up surging waves and a sky full of blood-red clouds. Within its aura, a murky world of nightmares seemed to form—a world where the people suffered endlessly, living in misery, like the abyssal realms of legend.

A pure-white celestial crane! A Chaotic Black Evil Dragon!

Beautiful dreams! Nightmares!

Moon Dream Blood Storm!

At this moment, Sen Yue had unleashed his strongest Divine Technique, determined to suppress and kill the Great Sun Dragon Lady.

"ROAR—" The pupils of the Great Sun Dragon Lady contracted, and she let out a furious roar.

A great sun-star shattered, splitting heaven and earth. It evolved into mountains, rivers, a sun, and a moon, from which a Golden True Dragon was born.

The Golden True Dragon roared, its cry shaking the heavens and the earth, giving rise to vast golden waves.

Within the golden waves, which were as ethereal as mist, a fragmented bell faintly appeared.

This fragmented bell was incredibly ancient, inscribed with all kinds of Golden Crow Daoist rhythms. It was none other than the Donghuang Chaos Bell!

Now, with a single tremor, the fragmented bell seemed to stretch time across thousands of years, evolving a great universe from within itself.

The Great Sun Dragon Lady was also going all out, unleashing her strongest Divine Technique.

Great Sun True Dragon! Donghuang Chaos Bell!

Turning illusion into reality!

BOOM!!

This was a grand contest of Dream Dao Laws, causing numerous chaotic black mountain peaks to collapse.

At this moment, the light exploded, and the rhythms of the Dream Dao shattered.

A great collapse occurred, and both fighters were sent flying.

Endless, massive fluctuations spread out from the surroundings, traveling beyond the Demon Emperor’s Dreamscape and even slightly shaking the fabric of the entire dream battlefield.

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"What’s happening? Why is this happening?!" Outside the dream battlefield, the Emperor of Great Xuan’s expression changed drastically. He snapped his head around to look toward the source of the fluctuations.

"This is bad. Sen Yue’s aura has been exposed." Elsewhere, Chenri the Great Saint shot to his feet, gazing from Qingshan Villa toward the Demon Emperor’s Dreamscape.

From the outside, the Burying Moon Mountain dream battlefield looked like a patch of Chaos—indistinct and hazy, making it impossible to pinpoint a location within.

Back when Fang Yang suppressed and killed a group of young Great Saints, the other Great Saints had been unable to observe the events from a distance.

Now, however, that fluctuation was quickly locked onto by numerous Great Saints.

Although they still couldn’t see into the battlefield, the fluctuation had undoubtedly given them an exact coordinate to strike.

"Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady are fighting fiercely in the Demon Emperor’s Dreamscape!"

This piece of intelligence wasn’t only understood by the Emperor of Great Xuan and Chenri the Great Saint.

The Purple Sky Manor Master, Thunder Control the Great Saint, and Han Wu the Sub-Venerable, and even the Fire Qilin and the Heaven-Sundering Demon Butterfly, had all sensed it.

At this very moment, this opportunity was being watched by all interested parties.

"We haven’t lured out Fang Yang yet. Are we really going to make a move?" the Fire Qilin’s gaze was intimidating, and Fierce Flames erupted from its body, piercing through the void.