Chapter 723: Self-Upgrade (Part 6)

Mr. Duan bore the brunt of it.

His entire body was enveloped by the aftermath of the thunder, and purple lightning crackled around him.

Yet, he did not care in the least.

With his hands buried in his trench coat pockets, his expression remained calm.

"Do not rush."

Mr. Duan spoke, "To deal with the will of heaven, we must first let it vent its temper so that we can find its core."

Just as his voice fell,

that purple thunder Dragon, tens of thousands of meters long, had already opened its abyssal maw and fiercely swallowed towards Mr. Duan, carrying the power of the Law to obliterate everything!

At this critical juncture,

Mr. Duan finally moved.

His hands were empty.

He withdrew his right hand from his trench coat pocket.

Then, he gently snapped his fingers at the world-destroying purple thunder Dragon.

"Snap."

A crisp snap of the fingers drowned out the thunderous noise across the sky.

The next second,

fluctuations of the High-Dimensional Law, which completely did not belong to this world and surpassed all rules, erupted centered on Mr. Duan's fingers!

"Time, stagnate."

Mr. Duan parted his thin lips and spat out four words.

In an instant!

That thunder Dragon, less than a hundred meters away from him and carrying supreme heavenly might, actually stopped right there in mid-air!

Not only the thunder Dragon,

the rolling blood clouds around, the falling flying stones, and even the howling violent wind…

At this moment, all of them came to a standstill!

All things froze!

Andrew in the distance saw this scene and stood frozen in place.

This was no longer the power of Professionals!

This was the authority possessed only by gods!

"Space, cut."

Mr. Duan did not stop; his raised palm came together like a blade, casually slicing towards the frozen purple thunder Dragon.

"Crack!"

There were no ripples in the air.

That indestructible thunder Dragon representing the will of heaven had its massive body sliced into dozens of pieces out of thin air under this single stroke!

The space at the fracture presented darkness and the Void Realm!

However, the will of heaven was, after all, the foundation sustaining the operation of this world; how could it be so easily obliterated?

It only stagnated for less than a second!

"Bang!"

Inside the thunder Dragon's body, which had been cut into dozens of pieces, an even more violent purple light erupted!

It forcibly broke free from the shackles of time and space, its fractured body reassembled, and carrying endless fury, it lunged to kill Mr. Duan!

This time, the power of the thunder increased exponentially!

Mr. Duan frowned.

Facing the purple Dragon Breath that was already close at hand, he formed a strange seal with one hand.

A black shield compressed by the Law of Space blocked in front of him.

"Bang!!!"

The thunder and the shield violently collided!

This was the most primitive Law game between the Transcendent and the will of heaven!

There were no flashy techniques, only the most ultimate energy consumption!

Under the attack of the thunder, the black space shield rippled violently, peeling off, repairing, and peeling off layer by layer!

Under this terrifying impact, Mr. Duan's originally composed figure began to slide backwards uncontrollably.

The Void Realm beneath his feet crumbled inch by inch!

"Blood Ancestor! Right now!"

Mr. Duan suddenly shouted loudly, "Lend me all your Origin power! Hold on against its Law suppression!"

The Blood Ancestor, who had been battered black and blue by the Heavenly Dao, understood that the moment of life and death had arrived.

"Fight it out!"

Accompanied by an unwilling roar, a pillar of blood soaring into the sky suddenly rose from the bottom of Falling Star Valley!

This pillar of blood condensed the life Origin accumulated by the Blood Ancestor over countless years; it did not attack the thunder Dragon, but directly poured into Mr. Duan's body.

Supported by the massive Origin, Mr. Duan's eyes lit up with light!

"Scatter… for me!"

Braving the purple thunder across the sky, Mr. Duan stepped forward!

He actually directly abandoned defense, letting that violent thunder strike his shoulders and chest.

And his right hand forcefully plunged deep into the center of the eyebrows of that purple thunder Dragon!

His palm squeezed hard!

The high-dimensional annihilation Law directly detonated at the core of the Heavenly Dao's thunder!

"Rumble—!!!"

Accompanied by a heaven-collapsing and earth-sinking wail,

that arrogant purple thunder Dragon began to disintegrate inch by inch from the center of its eyebrows!

The purple electricity all over the sky turned into countless free energy, crazily dissipating in all directions.

The tribulation clouds enveloping the sky above Falling Star Valley, which had been suppressed for a full two days, were finally completely scattered under the destructive counterattack!

Sunlight penetrated the cracks in the clouds and fell once more upon this scarred land.

The heavenly might receded.

In mid-air,

Mr. Duan quietly stood in place.

The top hat on his head was long gone, and his exquisite black trench coat was also in tatters, revealing the faintly darkened skin underneath.

"Hoo… hoo…"

Mr. Duan's chest heaved violently, and his face was pale.

He looked at his right hand, which was still trembling slightly and covered with fine cracks, and gave a bitter smile.

Although the Transcendent had jumped out of the shackles, taking the will of heaven of a realm head-on still made him pay a huge price.

Just at this moment,

at the bottom of the Falling Star Valley abyss, that thin dark red blood cloud finally dissipated completely.

Following that, a tall and thin man's figure walked out step by step from that chaotic ruin of relics.

Every step he took, the gravel and soil under his feet would lose vitality and turn into gray-white powder.

This man was two meters tall and as thin as a bamboo pole. He wore a set of tattered ancient aristocratic attire, and his skin presented a pale white that had not seen the sun for a long time.

He opened his eyes.

Those were scarlet eyes.

The scarlet eyeballs rolled, staring at the living creatures ahead.

"Hahahahaha!"

The man laughed looking up at the sky, his voice harsh.

"Finally… finally came out!"

He opened his arms and breathed heavily the outside air, even though the destructive aura of the purple thunder still lingered in this air.

"Duan!"

The man looked at the disheveled figure in mid-air, his figure flashed, and he appeared beside Mr. Duan.

He extended his arm, wrapped it around Mr. Duan's shoulder, and patted him hard.

"Well done! I knew you brat wouldn't let me down!"

The Blood Ancestor grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"That damned Heavenly Dao! It turned me into this ghost of a look!"

He lowered his head and looked at his emaciated hands: "My Origin is too severely depleted! I need blood! A large amount of blood!"

"At least one million living lives! Use their flesh and blood to fill my hunger and thirst! Hahahahaha!"

The Blood Ancestor's voice grew louder and louder.

"When I recover my strength and see the light of day again, I will definitely make this world remember the days of being dominated by me!"

Saying that, he released his hand holding Mr. Duan and prepared to leave.

"Alright, no more nonsense, I'll take my leave first!"

"I'll be right back!"

The Blood Ancestor laughed loudly, his body began to turn illusory, transforming into a rolling bloody cloud of mist, preparing to disappear on the spot and look for his first big meal.

However, just as he was about to turn into the blood cloud and merge into the Void Realm,

"Hmm?"

The Blood Ancestor's body stiffened.

That blood cloud about to dissipate uncontrollably re-condensed, turning back into his tall and thin human form.

His body could no longer move.

Not to mention turning into a blood cloud, even raising a single finger had become extremely difficult.

The formless power of the Law pressed down, nailing him in place.

"Wh… what is going on?"

The smile on the Blood Ancestor's face disappeared.

Trying to mobilize the Origin power within his body, he found that those powers had no response at all.

He widened his eyes.

Turning his head, those scarlet eyes stared fixedly at the only existence beside him.

"Duan!"

The Blood Ancestor's voice became sharp: "What the fuck are you… playing at?!"

Mr. Duan did not answer immediately.

He took out a pristine white silk handkerchief from the inner pocket of that tattered trench coat.

Then, under the Blood Ancestor's gaze, he carefully wiped the position of his shoulder that had just been hugged by the Blood Ancestor.

He wiped his clothes.

He wiped very seriously and forcefully, not missing a single corner.

Until he wiped the fabric of that shoulder until it was completely clean, he casually discarded that handkerchief.

The handkerchief turned into flying ash in mid-air.

After finishing all this, Mr. Duan finally raised his head, meeting the Blood Ancestor's gaze.

A polite and aloof smile hung on his face.

"Sorry."

Mr. Duan spoke.

"I'm going to disappoint you."