This scene shook the world. The Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei sucked in a sharp breath. When he looked at Su Ming, great wariness and shock appeared on his face. He originally thought that Su Ming was evenly matched against the blood-red figure, but in the end, the blood-red figure was suppressed by Su Ming.
To the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei, between suppressing and destroying, there was no doubt that suppressing was more difficult!
"He … He has indeed become … the strongest person in this aeon. There is no one who can compare to him!" the Sovereign of Dawn Yan Pei mumbled.
Su Xuan Yi watched all of this with a pale face. His eyes sparkled, and his expression turned incredibly dark. The blood-red figure was his greatest secret, but even if he had been summoned, he was not Su Ming's opponent. This caused Su Xuan Yi's dark expression to turn into a broken smile.
He did not care about the deaths of the one million cultivators. Even if all the people from the Emperor of Abyss' True World died, he would not show even a hint of pity.
The only thing he felt was anguish. Su Ming … had become so strong at some unknown point of time …
With the wills of the four Great True Worlds fused together, Su Ming's power of suppressing and sealing the blood-red figure was just a little short of Arid Triad's power. Because of that, there was no way the blood-red figure could fight against it. With crazed roars, curses, and a powerful murderous aura as well as an unwillingness to admit defeat, his body was suppressed back into the crack in the ground. He was sent back to the place where he slept.
It was just as Su Ming had said. At that moment, it was not time for him to wake up. No matter what method the blood-red figure used to make him wake up ahead of time … he still could not avoid the fate of continuing to sleep.
Su Ming could not kill him. This was something he had sensed earlier. It did not matter whether it was his divine abilities or his will, when they landed on the blood-red figure, they seemed to be separated by a membrane, causing most of his power to be weakened in an unseen manner. It was as if that membrane was the passage of time and the laws between aeons. That was why … as the strongest in this aeon, Su Ming could seal the blood-red figure, but he could not kill him.
'Unless …' Su Ming stared at the sea, and a freezing glare shone in his eyes, but it soon disappeared. He could sense that there was a different passage of time between him and the powerful warrior from the previous aeon. It was as if they were in two different worlds. Unless the Expanse Cosmos he resided in was destroyed in the disaster and the new aeon arrived, the membrane between Su Ming and the blood-red figure would no longer exist. At that time, it would be easy for him to kill that person.
However, Su Ming would rather not have this sort of ending.
In silence, he looked into the depths of the sea. This time, he could only seal the body of the red figure. The cracks on the ground were still there, and the blood of the one million dead cultivators still dyed the sky red.
Su Ming sighed softly. Even if the cultivators in this place were cultivators from the Emperor of Abyss' True World and had practically no relationship with him, once he occupied the Emperor of Abyss' True World and became the will of the Emperor of Abyss' True World, the people in this True World were no longer unrelated to Su Ming.
When he shook his head, Su Ming lifted his right hand and swung it forward.
"Time …" Su Ming said faintly. As the Abyss Builders' strongest inborn ability, the Art to Reverse Time was executed swiftly in Su Ming's hands with a great will that was only second to Arid Triad's. When he executed this Art, it was clear that it was much stronger than Su Xuan Yi's.
With a swing of his arm, countless threads appeared on the entire cultivation planet. They were like ripples that flowed about slowly, as if they were the threads of life. At that moment, most of the threads were in pieces. They surrounded each other to form a rotating vortex, but at that moment, the vortex shuddered and swiftly moved in reverse.
As it moved in reverse, the threads gradually connected with each other. Gradually, the blood that had drifted about in the sky of the cultivation planet, disappeared, and was previously destroyed appeared and charged towards the ancient tree. The broken bodies of the one million cultivators on the tree crown also completed the reversal of time.
Once the bodies of the one million cultivators were complete, a large amount of blood charged over from the sky and returned to each cultivator's body. In the end, the cultivators' eyes instantly turned from lifeless to a sparkle that contained life. Their hearts and bodies trembled, and it was as if they had woken up from a nightmare.
The Art to reverse life and death, to create life …
At the instant Su Ming executed this Art, the young man under the ancient tree lifted his head and cast a calm glance at the area above him. It was as if his gaze was everywhere and could see everything he wanted to see.
"He does look a little like me in the past …" the young man said softly. When he averted his gaze, the scene of their deaths appeared in the minds of the one million cultivators on the tree crown. Then, shock and astonishment appeared on their faces, and they stared at Su Ming in a daze …
Su Ming's expression was calm. He lowered his head to look at the crack that stretched from the sea to the ground in the distance. He lifted his right hand and pushed at the crack.
The Art of Time was executed in reverse in Su Ming's hand again. As the power of time filled the entire planet, the crack closed up at an incredible speed. There was no more crack in the sea, and the ground became one. The mountains that had collapsed because of the crack and everything else that had been crushed returned to normal at that instant, as if the crack had never been there.
The others could tell who was stronger with just one glance compared to the Art of Time Su Xuan Yi had executed previously, because the difference was too stark.
When the ground closed up and there was no longer any crack in the sea, Su Ming's Art of Time did not end. Instead, it continued flowing in reverse until it reached Su Xuan Yi, causing time to return to the instant before he coughed up blood and fell back to summon the blood-red figure.
When time returned to that instant, Su Ming turned around swiftly. The End of Wills Sword in his hand shone with a monstrous purple light. It shone with a piercing light and seemed to have fused with Su Ming's body. When he took a step forward, he was like a purple arc that shot through the air and charged towards Su Xuan Yi.
Su Xuan Yi moved back with a pale face. There was anguish on his face, but there was no unwillingness to admit defeat. There was only anguish and regret. He watched Su Ming closing in on him and watched death descend upon him. He sighed softly, and his expression gradually became calm.
He remembered his wife in the fifth kiln, remembered Su Zhan, remembered the baby whose body and soul he had gathered together in the shattered space of the Fifth True World in the past.
It was as if all of this was a dream from his previous life. When he looked at it at that moment, for some unknown reason, a hint of complicated feelings rose in Su Xuan Yi's heart. Perhaps those complicated feelings had always been there, but due to his madness to rise to power as an Abyss Builder, he had ignored them and forcefully suppressed them. He thought that he no longer had those complicated feelings, but only at that moment did he realize that … those complicated feelings had always been there.
"My wife is asleep, my son is filled with resentment, my best friend died in battle … and my son became a Saint …" Su Xuan Yi mumbled. All his thoughts had fused into that soft sigh, and it echoed in his heart.
"Am I wrong?" This was not the first time Su Xuan Yi had said these words, but only this time did he ask himself this question.
"I'm not wrong!" The calm expression on Su Xuan Yi's face was immediately replaced by determination. The complicated feelings and confusion from before changed at that instant.
'I'm not wrong, and I'm definitely not wrong either. The path I want to take isn't for myself, but for the Abyss Builders to rise to power and for the Fifth True World to reappear!
'I … am not wrong at all. Even if I am wrong, there is no such thing as a gentleman when it comes to achieving great things. I sacrificed my wife, sacrificed my best friend, and used Su Ming. All of this … is your fate, because … I'm not wrong!
'Even if I die in this disaster, I, Su Xuan Yi, have never been wrong!' Su Xuan Yi's heart raced, and determination appeared on his face. All of this might have seemed to have happened over a long period of time, but in truth, it only lasted for an instant. When Su Ming's sword charged forward and closed in on Su Xuan Yi, Su Xuan Yi had already recovered from his momentary daze.
He stared at the purple light on Su Ming's sword. It looked as if it wanted to become everything in Su Xuan Yi's eyes, but in the end … he could not do it, because ambition burned in Su Xuan Yi's eyes, along with the untamed pride of being a formidable person!
It was a confidence that even if he was afraid of death, he would still die standing. He would not believe that he was wrong. It was the strongest light that shone in his life once he reached his level of cultivation.
Su Ming stared at Su Xuan Yi. At the instant his sword closed in on him, he came to an abrupt halt … because the third prince … or rather, Lei Chen appeared out of thin air before the tip of his sword. He blocked Su Ming's sword and stood in front of him to protect him.
Lei Chen fell silent, and Su Ming also fell silent. The two of them stared at each other. They were separated by a sword, but it was as if they were separated by an aeon. It was as if everything that had happened during their childhood had turned into the distance of this sword.
"Thank you," Su Ming said softly after a long while.
"She's your woman. I knew you would come." Lei Chen looked at Su Ming and sighed softly.
"Thank you," Su Ming said again.
"He's also my elder. You don't have to thank me." Lei Chen fell silent, then shook his head. Others might not understand Su Ming's two different thanks, but Lei Chen did. The first thanks was for letting his elder take Yu Xuan away.
The second thanks was for gathering a wisp of Lei Chen's divine sense with the elder while his elder was bound by the threads of time. Su Ming would not let anything happen to his elder, even if he was a Sovereign of Dawn.
The others might not be able to see it, but at the instant Su Ming saw his elder, he sensed Lei Chen's divine sense on him.
Su Ming remained silent for a moment. He stared at Lei Chen, and a complicated expression appeared on his face. He spoke again. "Thank you."
This time, Lei Chen did not answer. Instead, he fell silent. He knew that Su Ming was thanking him for not telling the others about him in Harmonious Morus Alba Expanse Cosmos.
The two halves the red figure had mentioned previously were Su Ming and his elder, and the other … was Lei Chen. Lei Chen was the same as Su Ming. He had also fused with his other self from the other Expanse Cosmos. He had the right to move between the two Expanse Cosmoses, and the disaster would not destroy him.
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