Novel Full Chapter 3088 - 3088: The Battle of The New Era (6)
Puff!
Suddenly, a slash of chaotic energy, tinged with the Ice Phoenix’s cold, grazed Yin’s arm. The area didn’t freeze; it fluctuated wildly between absolute zero and superheated plasma before Yin could forcibly stabilize it with his power. The pain was insignificant, but the implication was staggering: he had been hit.
A flicker of something akin to panic—an emotion utterly foreign to him—crossed Yin’s features. He had not anticipated this. He had expected Nian Shi to rely on brute force with the chaotic power. He had not expected the usurper to wield Yun Lintian’s intricate and synergistic combat style with such ruthless perfection.
“Very good!” Yin snarled, deflecting a combined assault of dragon roar and triple flames. The shockwave unmade a nearby dwarf galaxy. “You force me to stoop to your level!”
Seeing an opening as Nian Shi pressed forward with a particularly fierce combination, Yin disengaged slightly and sent out a silent, psychic command that cut through the chaos of battle.
To me! All of you! Now!
From the depths of the surrounding void, eight figures materialized in a flash. Number Three to Number Ten. The remaining Void Hunters. Their auras, now at the peak of Primordial God strength, radiated a chilling void energy. They did not speak.
They simply appeared, forming a loose circle around the combatants, their weapons—void blades and ethereal bows—drawn and humming with power.
Their presence immediately created a palpable pressure. They didn’t attack Nian Shi directly; instead, they began to exert their influence on the battlefield.
Number Three pulled her bowstring, and the very laws of cause and effect in the area became frayed, making Nian Shi’s sophisticated combos occasionally misfire or lose potency.
Another hunter slashed his void blade, creating localized rifts that siphoned off the ambient energy Nian Shi was using to fuel his Divine Beast manifestations.
The pressure on Yin eased considerably. He could now focus more on defense and counterattacks, while his hunters harassed and disrupted Nian Shi’s flow.
Nian Shi, however, didn’t seem surprised or concerned. A cold, disdainful sneer curled his lip as he effortlessly parried a renewed assault from Yin’s Sword of Nothingness.
“Calling for your dogs?” Nian Shi mocked, his voice dripping with contempt. “I thought you were the great Uncreation, capable of handling a mere ‘usurper’ on your own. It seems even legends have their limits.”
He didn’t even bother to look at the hunters disrupting his techniques.
“Lanling,” he called out, his tone casual, as if summoning a servant to take out the trash. “The pests are bothering me. Deal with them.”
The space beside Nian Shi shimmered, and Tantai Lanling stepped out. Her form radiated the immense, ordered power Nian Shi had bestowed upon her. Her eyes, once filled with awe, were now cold and focused, burning with fanatical devotion.
“As you command, Master,” she said, her voice firm and resonant with her newfound authority.
She turned to face the eight Void Hunters. A complex pattern of golden runes, representing the supreme Law of Order, spun into existence around her.
“You aberrations of chaos,” she declared, raising a hand. “Your disorder ends here. By the will of the new Creator, I will impose absolute order upon your existence!”
The hunters, creatures of pure void and negation, felt a strange, oppressive weight settle on them. Tantai Lanling’s power didn’t seek to destroy them; it sought to define them, to bind them with laws and rules, which was the absolute antithesis of their nature.
The battle instantly split into two fronts. The central, universe-shattering duel between Nian Shi and Yin continued with renewed ferocity, while on the periphery, a secondary conflict erupted—a clash between the Embodiment of Order and the Generals of the Void.
Nian Shi, freed from the hunters’ disruptions, redoubled his assault on Yin.
“Now, where were we?” he said coldly, his God Slaying Sword blazing with renewed intensity. “Ah, yes. I was about to send you to hell.”
“Don’t be cocky!” Yin growled, his voice losing its playful edge entirely, replaced by a grating frustration.
He dissolved a combined attack of Phoenix and Crow flames, the resulting backlash wiping a spiral galaxy from existence.
Nian Shi’s response was a cold, silent smirk. He saw an opening—a microsecond delay in Yin’s reaction after a particularly powerful negation.
He didn’t shout. He didn’t announce his move. He simply raised the God Slaying Sword high above his head, the chaotic energy around it coalescing into a terrifying, focused line. Then, he brought it down in a perfect, vertical slash.
It was similar to the Rending Heaven technique that Yun Lintian often used but it was enhanced several times, one that suited Nian Shi’s nature perfectly.
The sword did not move through space. It moved space itself. The fabric of reality parted before its edge like a curtain.
Rip—
A clean, absolute fissure was torn through the cosmos, aimed directly at Yin. It wasn’t an energy wave; it was a bisection of existence, promising to sever everything in its path—body, soul, concept, from the current timeline.
Yin’s eyes widened. He recognized the absolute finality in this attack. He couldn’t simply negate it; he had to unmake the very act of its happening.
“Tch! Annihilate!” he roared, thrusting his own Sword of Nothingness forward to meet the rending slash.
But the strain was immense on Yin. His form flickered violently as he poured everything into countering this single, decisive blow.
“It’s over, Yin!” Nian Shi declared, his voice booming with triumph.
But the triumph was a feint.
As Yin focused all his power on neutralizing the Rending Heaven, Nian Shi’s other hand, which had been hidden, shot forward. It was not holding a weapon. It was clenched into a fist, and it was wreathed in an energy that was the absolute opposite of the Rending Heaven’s sharp finality. It was a ball of swirling, unstable Creation—a compressed, violent birth of a universe.
While Yin was busy preventing the end, Nian Shi launched a new beginning right at his face.
Yin’s eyes snapped towards the new threat, but it was too late. He had committed everything to the defense. The Genesis Fist struck him square in the chest.
BOOOOM!