Chapter 902: A Scheme Within a Scheme

Just at this moment, Ming Ze, who had been struggling to hold on, finally reached the limit of his life.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The Law of Time that had frozen the world shattered violently.

Time returned to its normal flow rate.

The wind blew across the ruins once more.

Spatial turbulence ran rampant again.

The rubble in mid-air continued to fall.

And Ming Ze could no longer bear the backlash.

His white hair danced in the wind, and his withered body plummeted straight down from the high altitude.

He heavily smashed onto a ruin filled with fragments.

Dust flew everywhere.

Ming Ze lay quietly in the pile of rubble, looking up at the broken sky.

Cracks began to appear on the surface of his body.

Silver light of time overflowed from them, dissipating between heaven and earth.

His entire person began to crumble.

From his fingertips to his torso.

Transforming into tiny points of silver starlight, returning to nothingness little by little.

But at the very last moment of his life, there was no fear or regret on his face.

Only the relief of having completed his mission.

He had done it.

Using his life to create this one and only opportunity for Anubis.

Qi Xing, Leize, Honglian, Fentian, Yan Sui, Bo Ning…

Everyone, I have not let you down.

I am coming to find you all.

With a final trace of a smile, Ming Ze's head also turned into starlight, completely dissipating in this ruin.

The last remnants of The Eighth World were thus completely wiped out.

With the recovery of time and the fall of Ming Ze.

Mr. Duan, losing the support of his power, let out a muffled groan and fell from mid-air.

His legs went soft, and he slumped dejectedly to the ground.

At this moment, he no longer had the majesty of a Half-step Transcendent.

His entire body was covered in black runes, panting heavily.

Every breath made a hoarse sound like a broken bellows.

He tried to clench his fists to summon the Law.

But the power within his body, which used to be as obedient as his own arm, was now like stagnant water, making no response at all.

That dense layer of runes tightly suppressed his divine status.

Mr. Duan raised his head with difficulty, his turbid, bloodshot eyes staring fixedly at Anubis before him.

He gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse.

"I have been looking for you, this dirty bug…"

"So you have been here all along."

At this moment, his brain connected all the clues together.

From the recklessness of the remnants of The Eighth World, to their crazy self-destruction, to Ming Ze freezing time at the cost of his body and soul being destroyed.

All of this was not meant to kill him at all!

Relying on those few people, it was utterly impossible to kill him!

Their purpose was only one.

To consume his power, drag down his steps, and create this single fatal chance of a hit for the nether god hiding in the shadows before him!

"This is your true plan."

Mr. Duan stared fixedly at Anubis, speaking word by word.

Hearing Mr. Duan's words, Anubis cracked his withered lips and laughed.

The laughter echoed in the empty ruins.

He looked down condescendingly at Mr. Duan sitting slumpingly on the ground, the smugness on his face hard to conceal.

He had finally waited for this day, waiting for this arrogant man to fall from the divine altar.

"Duan, it seems your path to becoming a god ends here."

Mr. Duan sat slumped on the ruins, his body hunched over.

Black Netherworld runes were branded on his skin, flashing with a ghostly green light.

As the light flashed, the Law Origin within his body was being continuously extracted.

Mr. Duan maintained his silence.

He just stared at Anubis in front of him with those bloodshot eyes.

There was no anger, nor any struggle.

Turbulence ran rampant above the ruins, but around the two of them, everything was frozen and stagnant.

Looking at Mr. Duan's appearance, Anubis slammed his scepter heavily onto the ground, producing a muffled sound.

Beneath his hood, his withered face was distorted with excitement.

"Why aren't you speaking anymore? My high and mighty Transcendent lord?"

Anubis paced slowly around Mr. Duan.

"Haven't you always styled yourself as a god in control of everything? Haven't you always treated us as pawns in your ridiculous plan?"

"And now? Look at this pathetic appearance of yours!"

Anubis stopped right in front of Mr. Duan, looking down at him.

"Do you know how I found a way to restrain you?"

Anubis's voice echoed in the ruins.

He didn't make a move immediately. Directly killing an enemy was far less satisfying than destroying them mentally.

"From a long time ago, I started observing you."

"What on earth was the opportunity for you to become a Transcendent?"

"Why are you able to master so many Professionals skills? Even those powers that repel each other can perfectly achieve Fusion within your body?"

Anubis straightened up and spread his hands.

"This is simply incredible! So perfect, it practically violates the underlying logic of Heavenly Dao System! Almost no answer can explain all of this!"

"I have always been pursuing that answer."

"I searched through ancient texts, deduced the changes of the Law for countless epochs, and even dared to risk being erased by Heavenly Dao to explore those sealed ancient ruins."

Speaking of this, Anubis's eyes were filled with fanaticism.

"Until a long time later, I finally understood."

He stared at Mr. Duan.

"It is the origin sacred tree."

Hearing this name, Mr. Duan's eyes flickered slightly, but he still didn't speak.

Anubis didn't care and continued speaking.

"Your power was probably deeply bound to the origin sacred tree a long time ago."

"The origin sacred tree is the initial source that gave birth to all Laws."

"Everyone else thought they were fighting you, but in reality, what they were truly facing should be the origin sacred tree!"

"No wonder, no wonder you could possess such an endless stream of power, no wonder you could ignore the conflicts of those Laws!"

Anubis sneered, his voice rising.

"So I was searching for where on earth you hid the origin sacred tree?"

"Finally, I discovered that it is right in the Free Federation."

Anubis looked at Mr. Duan with mockery on his face.

"But I didn't touch it."

"With my strength, rather than dealing with such a terrifying existence as the origin sacred tree, directly severing the connection between you and the origin sacred tree is the smartest choice."

Anubis let out a dry chuckle.

"Do you know?"

"I have always been waiting for this opportunity."

"For this opportunity to completely pull you down from the divine altar, I have waited for thousands of years!"

Anubis raised his head and spread his arms.

"Heeheehee, I finally managed to wait for it!"

He lowered his head again and looked at Mr. Duan sitting limply on the ground.

"Before you rushed over, I made a deal with Ming Ze."

"That foolish fellow and his equally foolish companions."

"They used their lives as a price in exchange for an opportunity for me to sever your connection with the origin sacred tree."

Anubis pointed to the surrounding ruins that had turned into nothingness from self-destruction.

"Facts have proven that my idea was correct."

"Only in this way can you be dealt with."

"Now, your connection with the origin sacred tree has been completely severed by my Netherworld curse. The Law Origin within your body has also been tightly sealed."

Anubis stepped forward, crushing the rubble beside Mr. Duan.

"You at this moment are nothing more than an aging old man who has lost his source of power. You are not even as good as an ordinary low-tier Professional!"

Facing Anubis's lengthy speech, Mr. Duan finally had a reaction.