Chapter Sixty: Blood Battle of the Supremes (1)

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Taiyin let out a cold laugh, his form turning into a stream of light that instantly tore through the void and fled into the distance. "You five stinking fish and rotten shrimp, follow me if you dare!"

In an instant, five Supremes simultaneously punctured the void, pursuing closely behind.

Space was folded and torn, six figures shuttling back and forth within the spatial rifts. Each traversal already spanned hundreds of millions of light-years, and in the blink of an eye, covered a tiny fraction of the universe.

Vast star domains were rapidly left behind as the six plunged into a massive star domain bordering the edge of the universe.

However, the moment they stepped into this star domain, the illusion of countless starlight scattered, leaving only the purest darkness.

That was the residual light from ancient times, still carrying the echoes of past prosperity through the vacuum of this universe.

In this boundless universe, even light appeared so sluggish that even the news of destruction struggled to travel.

Here was a forbidden place, a graveyard in the eyes of countless cultivators in the surrounding star domains.

Here was a cosmic void, completely empty, with a terrifying diameter of one billion light-years.

The so-called great void was one of the deadly forbidden zones in the universe, infamous alongside supermassive black holes and quasar jets.

Matter was unimaginably sparse; there were no stars, no planets, and even the wispy interstellar gas barely existed.

The only things that remained were twisted, chaotic spacetime, repeatedly ravaged by the lingering aftershocks of ancient battles until it rotted away.

Spiritual energy was practically nonexistent, and the heavenly Dao principles were hidden. Even for Quasi-Emperors, this was an extremely dangerous location.

Here, one had to proceed with utmost caution. Coming into contact with even a trace of residual supreme imperial might meant facing certain death.

For those below the Quasi-Emperor realm, this was an absolute forbidden zone.

Even approaching slightly would render the divine energy within their bodies irrepletable; void shifts and teleportation arrays would be thoroughly locked down by the decayed spacetime, forcing travel at mere sub-light speeds.

Without the protection of a sufficiently powerful Quasi-Emperor artifact, the weak would not even dream of escaping the fringes of this deadly void, not even after navigating for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

And places like this had, since ancient times, served as battlefields for Imperial-level powerhouses.

Or rather, it was their battles that had turned once-prosperous star domains into a void resembling a scar upon the universe.

When those frail living beings looked up at the seemingly prosperous starry sky,

it was hard to say how many of those dazzling stars still survived.

Only the mighty beings who created these ruins truly knew how many strongholds of devastation remained hidden among the stars.

Gazing into this darkness and sensing certain familiar traces within it, the Light and Dark Supreme wore a smile on his face.

"Oh, Taiyin, you've really found yourself a fine burial ground."

Taiyin also gazed into this dark domain, looking toward the center of the void where a gravestone carved from a star stood, a hint of sadness flashing in his eyes.

Ten thousand years ago, after Taiyin attained the Dao and suppressed the dark turmoil, it was right here, to protect this star domain, that he fought alone against three Supremes from the restricted zones who had launched the turmoil.

Regrettably, although he managed to slay one Supreme while heavily wounded and forcibly drove the remaining two back into the restricted zones, Taiyin had no remaining strength left to protect all living beings.

That vast star domain was completely obliterated by the aftershocks of that battle. This void, one billion light-years in diameter, served as the tomb for the countless dead stars and living beings of that realm.

Reminiscing about the past, Taiyin tilted his head back with his eyes closed, recalling the vast star domain wantonly destroyed by the aftermath of that battle, and the piercing, marrow-deep fury he felt then.

Opening his eyes abruptly, an extreme, irrepressible murderous intent surged forth like the waters of a blood-red sea.

"Today, the lot of you will accompany that beast into the netherworld and atone for all living beings!"

...

Reminiscing about the past, Taiyin tilted his head back with his eyes closed, recalling the vast star domain wantonly destroyed and wasted in that battle, and savoring the supreme delicacy when the Supreme blood essence and primordial spirit were chewed by himself.

Opening his eyes abruptly, an extreme, irrepressible greed and murderous intent surged forth like the waters of a blood-red sea.

"Today, the lot of you will accompany that fellow and keep him company within my belly!"

Listening to Taiyin's repetition of words and his shifting expression, Fang Zheng remained silent, thinking: *(Has the change begun?)*

The next moment, endless divine energy and supreme laws poured in. The Taiyin Moon Blades transformed into continuous crescent moons, piercing the void and instantly sealing and wrapping the entire billion-light-year-wide void, turning it into a full moon.

The bright moonlight evolved toward the ultimate yin, transforming the entire void into a pitch-black, obscure moon.

All things in creation are divided into yin and yang, and the ultimate yin is the ultimate power of destruction.

Immediately, the void convulsed, myriad Dao principles resonated, and a grand heavenly punishment struck down without the slightest hindrance.

Amidst the wailing of the Dao principles of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, a massive chunk of flesh was gouged out from the universe.

This void, one billion light-years in diameter, was excised from the original universe, becoming a small world attached to the boundary wall.

Following that, a vast torrent of blood flew out from Taiyin's palm—an endless supply of Taiyin blood essence provided by Fang Zheng.

The blood expanded endlessly, a single drop transforming into a sea of blood capable of swallowing stars.

The Taiyin Divine Emperor Seal, suspended within Taiyin's wheel of life, leaped out, blending into the vast blood-colored radiance, sketching array patterns across this severed universe.

At this moment, the spacetime path leading out of this billion-light-year-wide small world was completely sealed.

Before Taiyin thoroughly devoured them, and before the array was shattered, not a single soul could escape!

Sensing the array sketched by the blood essence—which firmly sealed this decayed spacetime of one billion light-years in diameter—the five restricted zone Supremes were filled with astonishment.

The Corpse Emperor licked his pitch-black lips with a crimson tongue, making no effort to conceal the greed in his eyes as he spoke, "What a delightful surprise! We thought the rare treasures dropped from the immortal realm had already been entirely carved up among us."

"Who would have expected you to possess such a vast amount of blood essence? It seems that strange cube was created by some other treasure; you have actually mastered a treasure of creation capable of something from nothing..."

The Light and Dark Supreme let out a cold snort. Without waiting for the Corpse Emperor to say more, he brandished his imperial weapons, the Light Staff and Dark Shield, and charged forward.

"Enough talk! Kill him, and then we can fight over it!"

In an instant, supreme laws manifested. The imperial weapon—the Light Staff—began to bloom with the purest photon torrent. That was the purest power in the cosmos!

The photon torrent gathered endlessly and surged upon the staff.

Resembling the gamma-ray burst of a supernova, it possessed the power to obliterate almost all material structures.

As the purest entity existing on the blurry boundary between energy and matter, the energy level of a photon could theoretically surge infinitely until it reached the Planck temperature of the universe's creation.

At this moment, the released photon torrent far surpassed insignificant candle-like existences such as supernovas and quasars.

In this world—vastly different from the one Fang Zheng was familiar with, possessing different microscopic scales—the energy level of photons was no longer limited to the so-called Planck temperature, but could reach even higher levels, closer to the microscopic limit of this world.

Thus, the genesis death-ray climbed higher! And higher! And higher! Rising without end!

And what of the Dark Shield?

The small, circular shield saw its black center turn completely pitch-black, while its outer perimeter was wreathed in a band of destructive death-light.

That was collapse! A simulated black hole, yet something far surpassing a black hole!

This could almost be regarded as the embodiment of destructive power when the universe undergoes the Big Crunch in endless ages to come!

This simulated the end of the universe, where at the end of time, everything was guided toward that unstoppable return to nothingness!

Just as when falling into a black hole, the coordinates of space and time are reversed.

Just as the past inevitably flows toward the future.

Space would have only one direction: forward!

The Light and Dark Supreme held the shield in his left hand and the staff in his right, the two clashing together.

Thus, the light from the "past" flowed toward that destined destructive "future"!

Within this sealed void, that already decayed spacetime, including the boundary walls of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, the four-dimensional spacetime paths, and even the river of time in this region, were all guided into a single, unidirectional path.

Under this strike, there was no path of escape, only enduring the impact of the genesis death-light and bearing the destiny of falling into destruction!

The Light and Dark Supreme laughed heartily, sweeping away his past frustrations.

For the sake of the Immortal Road and sealing himself after self-slashing, he could never unleash his true full power unless he fully sublimated.

The battle he fought back then had been truly suffocating.

Now, having obtained the rare treasure flowing with infinite immortal Qi and his state restored to perfection, his strongest secret technique from his prime could finally be unleashed without restraint.

Past humiliation could only be washed away with the enemy's blood!

He roared euphorically, "Taiyin! Light as the staff, darkness as the shield, I invite you to taste this move—'Cosmic Collapse'!"

Light and darkness, those most extreme phenomena—the destructive light and collapsing force with no path of evasion—slammed unhindered into Taiyin's body.

However, the Light and Dark Supreme's eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a trace of disbelief.

Rather than using the indestructible cube man in his left hand as a shield, or swinging his right-hand moon blade to tear it apart, Taiyin simply opened his arms, letting the absolute destructive light wash over his formidable physical body.

Bathed in the destructive light, the corners of Taiyin's mouth curled into a malicious sneer: "Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and you piece of trash are still just as useless as before, without an ounce of progress!"

Immediately after, Taiyin tightly gripped the hilt, and the Taiyin Moon Blades followed the torrent of destructive light, leveraging the collapsing force to slash horizontally outward.

The spacetime path that had been condensed into a single line was forcibly carved open with a brand-new path, gaining a second coordinate system.

That miraculous, god-like slash, like a blood-red moon tearing through spacetime, chopped toward the figure of the Light and Dark Supreme!

Boom, boom, boom!

The black-and-red crescent moon severed the chains of supreme laws and tore through the indestructible imperial body.

Blood the color of crimson diamonds splattered, and the Light and Dark Supreme's waist, along with his primordial spirit, was torn entirely apart.

In an instant, wearing a ferocious expression, he reversed his grip on the Light Staff, turning it into a battle hammer.

The torrent of light surged backward, transforming the destructive light into propulsion—not to tear through spacetime or exceed the speed of light, but to forcefully stabilize spacetime while endlessly pushing its motion, driving it ever closer to 99.999...% of the speed of light.

Thus, aided by relativistic effects, at this extremely close range, the mass of the Light Staff swelled infinitely. Carrying the mass of half a universe, it smashed fiercely toward Taiyin's skull!