Chapter 642: Dimensional Fracture

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The sky was stained red, as if the heavens had become a mirror reflecting the hellscape unfolding on the ground below. Horrific screams and monstrous roars never let up, and every time blood gushed up like a fountain, its nauseating stench assaulted the senses.

But that was not the only reason the night sky was painted crimson.

Namgung Su shook his head in disdain. The ones who are seeing this have disappointed him.

HISSSSSS...

The ever-growing red mist was gradually engulfing the sky itself. Heaven-defying energy that had sprouted across the world was converging on this one place, growing stronger and stronger as it sought to fulfil the desires of a being who had resented the heavens for an eternity.

“Has it begun?” a man muttered, a worm-like scar twitching at the corner of his mouth. “So, you finally show yourself.”

Cheon Mugyeol fixed his gaze high above, where four peerless masters unleashed their divine might like heavenly gods. Superhumans capable of causing natural disasters with their martial arts were fighting for their lives. The swirling waves of energy alone whipped up a tempest.

A vortex of crimson qi coiled around Jin Ryang, threatening to grind him to dust.

Even the most renowned masters of the Nine Sects did not dare go near it. Unless one was a master of the same caliber, it was difficult to even see what was happening inside.

Nevertheless, Cheon Mugyeol peered into the fray with ease.

RUUUUMBLE!

Each time thunder tore through the misty night sky and lightning illuminated it, the darkness briefly receded and fleeting scenes flashed before his eyes.

In that moment, Cheon Mugyeol saw everything clearly. He saw blood-red hair and eyes that contrasted with snow-white skin. A being wearing a bored, nonchalant smile.

It is inferior and riddled with impurities, but I guess it has its uses nonetheless.

“Blood Demon...”

CRUNCH!

Cheon Mugyeol gritted his teeth, suppressing the urge to leap out then and there.

It’s not time yet. That Blood Demon isn’t complete yet.

CLAAAAAANG!

This time, it was the Night Emperor speaking. His frenzied energy raged wildly, causing the power of the Black Night Demonic Art to intensify. At the same time, his abyss-like left eye blazed ferociously.

A man destined to confront the Blood Demon stood before him, wielding a sword in one hand and a dao in the other. As if possessed, he swung his weapons viciously. His body seemed to know no limits, and a pure white aura shielded him from harm.

The alias ‘Azure Dragon Hero’ no longer seemed sufficient to describe him. In light of today’s war, he would not be surprised if those who survived came to call that man the Martial God.

“You should run,” Baek Suryong whispered.

“...Baek Suryong.”

The Heavenly Martial Principal and the Thunder God fought alongside Baek Suryong. However, as the fight dragged on, they could no longer keep up with Baek Suryong and the Blood Demon’s speed, and their support began to lag behind. The gap between them was just too vast.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOOOM!

With each clash between the Blood Demon and Baek Suryong, a certain vibration grew stronger.

Cheon Mugyeol sensed the ripple clearly. Other peerless masters might have dismissed it as an aftershock of the battle, but he had waited his entire life for this moment. He knew the vibration was an omen.

“Will you simply struggle in vain? Or will you shatter the fate the Blood Demon forced upon you and forge a new one...? Only time will tell.”

BOOM! BOOM! BOOOOM!

He raised his head. An unimaginably massive vortex was slowly swirling in the dizzyingly high sky.

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE!

The heavens are about to open.

“You should run,” Baek Suryong whispered.

So far, he was the only one who could sense it.

“When two heaven-defying powers reach their peak and collide, the harmony between heaven and earth crumbles, and the world becomes unstable. Time and space lose their meaning, and the natural order collapses. When that happens...”

A fracture would open in space, and Dimensional Travel—the Blood Demon’s long-cherished wish—would become possible.

“And at that moment, you will be at your weakest.”

This time, it was the Night Emperor speaking. His frenzied energy raged wildly, causing the power of the Black Night Demonic Art to intensify. At the same time, his abyss-like left eye blazed ferociously.

Cheon Mugyeol’s eyes gleamed coldly as they took in the Night Emperor and Baek Suryong, two men who bore a striking resemblance to each other.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOOOOOM...!

“Run as far as you can. Take the students and run.”

Yet, the gateway to the heavens did not open. Baek Suryong was still holding out, refusing to unleash the Heaven-Defying Divine Art.

“Hey... Did you say that having people by my side was my weakness? I have never once thought of it that way”

Cheon Mugyeol briefly recalled his conversation with Baek Suryong at the inn. Seeing Baek Suryong struggle desperately to break free while on the verge of being consumed by the Blood Demon had made quite an impression on him.

But can he hold out this time too? He might have just lucked out the first time. The Blood Demon is far too dangerous to take that kind of risk.

Even so, he could not help but harbor a sliver of hope.

However, as the fight dragged on, they could no longer keep up with Baek Suryong and the Blood Demon’s speed, and their support began to lag behind.

“Will you simply struggle in vain? Or will you shatter the fate the Blood Demon forced upon you and forge a new one...? Only time will tell.”

In any case, Cheon Mugyeol intended to hide his claws and wait for the most opportune moment to strike.

Namgung Su shook his head in disdain. The ones who are seeing this have disappointed him.

“I came here specifically to find you, my perfect kindred spirit and my one and only adversary,” the blood-red lips whispered bewitchingly.

The sparkling ruby eyes were completely different from before. Gone was the savage, violent energy that seemed ready to tear anything to shreds, replaced by a bewitching smile on a picturesque face.

He looked down at the ground.

Baek Suryong glared at the Blood Demon, who had once again borrowed the Night Emperor’s body. “Took you long enough to show up.”

The Blood Demon’s face contorted abruptly. “Hey, I told you not to run your mouth, didn’t I?”

He looked down at the ground.

This time, it was the Night Emperor speaking. His frenzied energy raged wildly, causing the power of the Black Night Demonic Art to intensify. At the same time, his abyss-like left eye blazed ferociously.

The blood-red right eye flashed with anger. “...Silence, fool. I have something to say to the child who shares my destiny.”

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Baek Suryong’s mouth twitched. Two voices were taking turns speaking from a single mouth. Each time, the temperament and aura changed, making the Night Emperor look every bit a madman.

After a brief struggle, the clashing energies finally tilted in the Blood Demon’s favor. The growling Night Emperor fell silent, and a laid-back tone flowed from those seductive lips once more.

“Why are you so hesitant? Do you truly believe that sealing away the heaven-defying power within you will change your destiny?”

Baek Suryong said, "Shame on you!"

Baek Suryong did not answer.

Rather, it was the Heavenly Martial Principal, who had been catching his breath, who answered excitedly. “Hahahaha! Astonishing! Wasn’t the Heaven-Defying Divine Art just a martial art? Who would have thought it could house a soul?”

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Despite being drenched in blood, the Heavenly Martial Principal could not hide his elation. Most of the divine weapons floating around him like bodyguards had been broken, but still he beamed with joy.

“It is truly worthy of being called the greatest demonic art of all time, alongside the Heavenly Demon Divine Art. This is the martial art I have been searching for my entire life. If only I could make it mine...”

He panted as if he might pass out at any moment, yet the madness in his eyes did not dim.

It is inferior and riddled with impurities, but I guess it has its uses nonetheless.

FWOOOOOSH!

His hair shot upward and began to turn red. At the same time, some of the red mist blanketing the sky seeped into his body.ⅇℓ.