Chapter 809: Held Back for Ten Days

The residual will constructed by Chun's Mental Energy echoed in Mr. Duan's Sea of Consciousness, "Did you think I was just a lamb to be slaughtered by you? Did you think that as long as you used your High-Dimensional Law, no power could ever harm you?"

Mr. Duan kept his eyes tightly closed, fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, and green lines had already crawled up his cheeks.

"The power of the water of origin is beyond your expectation."

Chun's voice was cruel, "Not only can it nurture life, but when it comes into contact with heterogeneous Laws, it can transform into the Origin Virus that devours everything! My struggles and anger just now, including that illusion, were all just to make you lower your guard."

"I've been waiting all along, waiting for you to choke my neck with your own hands, waiting for the moment you absorb me completely unprepared!"

The declaration in the posture of a victor came from the Sea of Consciousness, and the muscles on Mr. Duan's face twitched slightly.

While using the High-Dimensional Law to protect his remaining heart pulse, he calmly responded in his mind, "I admit that I miscalculated this time. I underestimated your hatred for me, and I also underestimated your determination to go down together with me."

"So what if you did?"

Beneath Mr. Duan's tightly closed eyelids, his eyeballs rolled violently, and his voice remained arrogant, "Little calculations like hurting the enemy a thousand while damaging yourself eight hundred can cause me some trouble, but to me, it's not fatal. Once I thoroughly analyze the underlying logic of these green fungus strains, they will become nutrients for me to step onto the Peak."

"Hehe…"

Chun's laughter sounded again, carrying a bantering tone that saw through everything, "Of course I understand that this can't kill you. You are a monster who can even scheme against the will of heaven, and I never expected to make you fall by this method."

"As long as I can hold you back for a period of time, my purpose has already been achieved."

This sentence made Mr. Duan's heart sink.

On the charred ruins, green light surged frantically under Mr. Duan's skin. Keeping his eyes closed, the black Law within his body churned, impacting the vines rooted in his visceral organs.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The sound of Laws colliding came from within his body, and the surrounding Void Realm violently twisted and collapsed. The black power of annihilation was ferocious, but the green fungus strains catalyzed by the water of origin possessed extreme resilience. Instead of being obliterated, they absorbed the surrounding energy and choked Mr. Duan's heart pulse.

Time ticked away second by second.

Fatigue appeared on Mr. Duan's face. He opened his eyes, his gaze calm.

The fingers holding the silver cane loosened, then clenched tightly again. After conducting more than a hundred Law impacts, he stopped trying.

With her life, Chun forcefully slapped an inescapable shackle onto him.

"So be it…"

Mr. Duan sighed, his voice echoing across the ruins.

He raised his head, his gaze crossing the collapsed dome to look ten thousand miles away. His lips moved slightly, uttering Chun's name.

Afterward, he closed his eyes and sat quietly in place.

He began to analyze the underlying logic of these Laws of Origin.

This was the last thing Chun left for the current world…

…

Ten thousand miles away, in the Ancient Egyptian Ruins, within the main hall of Black Stone City.

Click, click, click…

Inside the main hall, the previously tense atmosphere was broken by subtle sounds.

On the golden throne, Anubis straightened his body. Staring at Chun below, who had regained her vitality and transformed from a wood carving into a flesh-and-blood body, the arrogance and bantering expression on his face vanished.

"You…" Anubis gripped the scepter of death tightly, "You actually survived? How is this possible!"

Watching Chun return from the dead, Anubis's tense body relaxed, revealing a look of surprise.

"You truly surprise me, the Goddess of Nature of the First World." Anubis's voice echoed in the spacious main hall.

Zhou Huai ignored Anubis. Hearing Chun's words just now—that she had succeeded—he dismissed the thunder and shadow Laws surrounding his body and walked up to Chun.

"What on earth did you mean by what you said earlier about succeeding?" Zhou Huai asked, looking at Chun's pale face, "Did Mr. Duan not kill you? Or did you escape from his hands?"

Facing Zhou Huai's questioning, Chun did not answer. She reached out and pressed her hand against her chest, adjusting her breathing.

The residual wood-element elements within the main hall flowed into her body along with her breath, restoring a rosy flush to her bloodless face.

Recovering her composure slightly, she raised her head and said, "I didn't escape. The main body left behind in the Simon City Ruins is already completely dead."

"What?!" Zhou Huai's expression changed.

"There's no need to be so surprised." Chun gave a bitter smile, "I used one life of my main body to forcefully hold back Mr. Duan. At the very moment I was being devoured by him, I detonated the power of the water of origin, transforming those life Origins into the Origin Virus that even the Transcendent Law cannot obliterate, locking down his High-Dimensional divine status."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over Zhou Huai and Anubis on the throne, her voice weak yet clear: "I did this so that we could catch our breath."

"Otherwise, given Duan's strength after devouring the Origin of the old era, he wouldn't even last until The Eighth Ruin opens. All of us, including this current world, would have to die."

Hearing Chun's explanation, Zhou Huai fell into deep thought.

Looking at the woman before him who appeared weak yet was ruthless in reality, an expression of 'as expected' appeared on his face.

He sneered in his heart; he had known all along that this woman was not simple.

From their very first encounter in the primeval forest outside Simon City, Zhou Huai had sensed that Chun's style of action seemed casual, but was actually calculated step by step. Now it seemed that even before leaving Daxia with him, she had already deduced it countless times in her mind, and had even thought of this final step of sacrificing the rook to save the king long ago.

Using her main body as bait and her life as the price, all to buy a chance of survival for the current world.

Such boldness—even Zhou Huai looked at her sideways with respect.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Crisp applause suddenly sounded within the main hall.

Anubis stood in front of the throne clapping, appreciation showing on his face.

"Brilliant! What a truly marvelous scheme!" Anubis looked at Chun, "To be able to scheme against a Transcendent using such a self-destructive method—Chun, I take back my contempt for you just now. You are truly worthy of the title of Dominator of the First World."

He then asked, "So, having paid such a huge price, just how long can you hold Duan back?"

Zhou Huai also turned his head, staring fixedly at Chun.

Time.

Meeting their gazes, Chun shook her head and held up two fingers, saying, "Not very long. Duan's ability to analyze Laws is too strong; although the Origin Virus is troublesome, it can only hold him back for ten days at most."

"Ten days?"

Zhou Huai was obviously extremely dissatisfied with this pitifully short holding time. Ten days might be long for ordinary people, but for a game between powerhouses of their level, it was merely a snap of the fingers! In ten days, how were they supposed to find that illusory The Eighth Ruin? How were they supposed to bridge the chasm-like battle power gap between a half-step Transcendent and a true Transcendent?