Paradise of Demonic Gods

Ulpian's brows raised, "How did you discover it?

"Forget it..."

Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh! Four consecutive swooshing sounds rang out, and four sharp swords that were transformed from four streams of the heavenly river had pierced through Fang Xingjian's four limbs when he was 10,000 meters away.

Each inch of space had been compressed by Ulpian's powers, and million upon million tons of powers erupted instantly, creating many cracks on Fang Xingjian's conjured physique.

The repercussions from the attacks lashed out on the atmosphere, forming many streams of shock waves that were several ten times that of the speed of sound. These shock waves extended out rapidly, turning the area within a range of several thousand meters into flat land.

Just a simple move like that was sufficient to destroy a large number of humans on Earth. This was also the reason why Ulpian could not unleash his full powers on Earth.

Being completely oppressed by Ulpian's strength caused Fang Xingjian to find it hard to budge. Even his martial will was compressed within this square inch, making it hard for him to escape at light speed.

Fang Xingjian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with some astonishment, "What an astonishing learning speed. Your talent in illusory arts is stronger than mine."

Several streams of silver rivers, which were like slithering snakes, gathered before Fang Xingjian and formed Ulpian's upper body. Ulpian put out his hand and tapped out toward Fang Xingjian's forehead. "Let me see for myself what you did earlier."

His finger tapped out toward Fang Xingjian's forehead as if wanting to read Fang Xingjian's consciousness with his own. However, just as he was about to do this, Fang Xingjian broke into a brutal smile.

"I told you that your talent in illusory arts is stronger than mine. But it's just your talent."

As he said that, Fang Xingjian raised his head and looked up. Ulpian was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to have realized something and also raised his head. He saw that the entire sky had been covered up by darkness unknowingly. The heavenly river, which took up a large area of the sky, was also wrapped up by a seething power that constantly pressed against it with a violent force.

In outer space, Fang Xingjian was lowering his head and looking at Ulpian with great interest.

Right now, Fang Xingjian was grasping the heavenly river in his hand. That omnipresent pressing force was the power unleashed by his hand that was grabbing onto the heavenly river.

"Ulpian, welcome to my world."

Ulpian turned again and saw that the Fang Xingjian he subdued earlier had unknowingly turned into smoke and dissipated without a trace.

At the next moment, Fang Xingjian's palm contracted abruptly. The heavenly river was instantly compressed, and a palm the size of several ten thousand lis appeared in the sky.

'When did this happen?'

From within Fang Xingjian, the Immortality Saint watched the battle in astonishment. However, even he was only able to see the illusory arts that the two of them performed.

'It became a battle of illusory arts? Can it be that Fang Xingjian is able to suppress and even win against Ulpian just by using illusory arts?'

Watching as the heavenly river kept on contracting in size under the pressure of Fang Xingjian's huge palm, Ulpian did not seem nervous at all. He merely watched on as Fang Xingjian placed him onto his palm and said indifferently, "Humans always feel that what they see feel and see is what's real. But what's the truth? Humans are merely an extremely weak life form.

"What a person sees through their vision are merely reflections of electromagnetic waves. Be it the starry sky that's millions upon millions light years away or their companions who are within reach... What humans see is merely the past.

"Humans have never really been able to come into contact with and grasping the present."

"What are you trying to say?" Fang Xingjian's brows furrowed, and his palm exerted strength again. The heavenly river seemed to have contracted to a size that was 10% of what it had been before.

"Just like how it is for us now, what you see is never reality."

As Ulpian spoke, a rumble seemed to ring out in void space. Fang Xingjian's palm shattered, and the silver river expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it had turned into a cube that was several ten kilometers long in length, width, and height.

Outside the cube, there was only a stretch of darkness. It seemed to be absolute darkness and was even more empty than the vacuum and dark areas in the universe.

The heavenly river that Ulpian had turned into was trapped within this cube that was formed from voidness.

'So that's how it is… Did he directly transfer me into a small world when I was performing Spatial Translocation…?

'It's a small world that was created in the earlier detonations—a place called the Sword Realm.'

The heavenly river crashed fiercely with an impact that could overturn mountains and rivers, shattering the land. A power that instantly broke the Alps and Himalayas erupted explosively from the heavenly rivers.

However, such terrifying powers were still unable to break through the void in the surroundings. It was as if the surrounding void could not be moved at all.

"It's useless. This is the barrier between both worlds. Even for you, who have grasped space, won't be able to break through it with brute force," Fang Xingjian said calmly. "And I can slowly wear you out here."

Ulpian did not reply to Fang Xingjian directly. Instead, he turned into the silver river, crashing into the surrounding void time and time again. Each collision was like an asteroid crashing into the small world. The continental shelves broke, and seething powers trembled to and fro, stirring up the entire heavenly river into great chaos.

The Immortality Saint looked at this scene with a grim countenance, feeling astonished at Ulpian's powers. 'There probably hasn't been many people with such strong foundations as him since lands were first created.

'However, by the looks of it, it is true that he has been trapped by Fang Xingjian's illusory arts. Is Fang Xingjian going to win?

'As expected, in terms of illusory arts, Fang Xingjian is still stronger.'

Simultaneously, a tsunami with a scale of over 30 kept on appearing within in the heavenly river. Even if the strongest aircraft carrier in the world was here, it would probably still be torn up into dust instantly.

As the heavenly river rammed against the void time and time again, the tsunami got increasingly stronger. Ulpian's voice rang out once again, "I said this before. What humans can see is merely the past. Only by grasping the present will one be able to grasp the past and the future."

At the next moment, the void and darkness in the surroundings started to shatter gradually. Many cracks appeared in the darkness, and a piercing light shot out from the cracks.

Then a loud rumble rang out! All the darkness was instantly shattered, and piercing sunlight came gushing over.

There was no longer any endless darkness or small worlds, only endless light and heat. The entire place had a high temperature of over 100,000 degrees Celsius, and every inch of space was filled up by plasma.

The location of the two people was astonishingly inside the Sun.

The Immortality Saint who was in Fang Xingjian's body was stunned for a moment. 'In the Sun... So that's how it is... Everything was just an illusion from the very beginning? Fang Xingjian tapped into the Sun's powers to fight against Ulpian's powers.

'Does this mean that Fang Xingjian's illusory arts are still above Ulpian's and that he still has the advantage?

'If that's the case, then Ulpian, who is being encompassed by the illusory arts, would still be unable to break through the situation.'