Chapter 904: The Real Trump Card (I)

The trunk presented a translucent glazed color, with flowing Chaos Qi currents inside.

Every leaf was carved with intricate Heavenly Dao inscriptions.

But what terrified Anubis the most were the fruits growing on that tree.

The branches of the origin sacred tree were densely hung with various fruits that were crystal clear throughout, emanating Law halos of different colors.

Anubis's vision pierced through the translucent shells of the fruits, seeing clearly the scene inside.

Inside every fruit, there was a humanoid shadow.

Those shadows curled up with their hands hugging their knees, their eyes tightly shut, and their bodies continuously emanating a pure Law Origin that flowed along the stems of the fruits into the branches, ultimately becoming a part of Mr. Duan's power.

"You… You lunatic! You thorough monster!"

Anubis retreated again and again.

He finally understood why Mr. Duan could possess endless power and ignore the conflicts of Laws.

Because he had planted all the top powerhouses of every epoch inside his own heart.

Mr. Duan lowered his arms, the light on his chest gradually fading, but the sense of oppression multiplied.

He looked coldly at Anubis.

"Anubis, in order to find you, I deliberately fell into this trap. As long as you don't die for a day, I will have no peace of mind."

Anubis's expression changed drastically.

He knew clearly in his heart that facing a Transcendent who had fused the origin sacred tree into his heart, he had no chance of winning at all.

Escape!

Must escape!

Anubis did not hesitate at all, turned around, and fled.

He abruptly crushed his scepter, and the thick Netherriver Death Qi erupted with a boom.

The Death Qi corroded the spatial barrier, forcibly tearing open a rift leading to the Netherworld dimension within the ruins.

Anubis's body instantly liquefied into a ball of gray shadow, dashing crazily toward the rift.

As long as he drilled into the rift and returned to the deepest part of the Netherriver, Mr. Duan would never be able to catch him again.

"Want to leave?"

Mr. Duan stood in place, not even moving his footsteps.

He looked at that gray shadow about to drill into the spatial rift and gently shook his head.

"It's useless."

"From the moment you appeared, there was already no chance of escaping."

Before his voice fell, Mr. Duan slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and made a distant grab at the Void Realm.

An irresistible higher-dimensional Law descended instantly.

The torn spatial rift healed back to intactness in the blink of an eye.

Anubis, who had already half his body drilled into the rift, was directly and forcibly squeezed out by this power.

"No—!!!"

Anubis let out a miserable scream, desperately urging the Netherriver Origin within his body, attempting to tear space apart again.

But in front of the higher-dimensional Law, his Netherworld Laws instantly disintegrated.

Mr. Duan's palm clenched abruptly in the Void Realm.

Anubis, far away by hundreds of meters, only felt the surrounding space freeze instantly.

That gray shadow was forcibly compressed, re-condensing into his emaciated Physical Body.

The next second, a huge suction force came.

Anubis flew backward out of control, heading straight toward Mr. Duan.

"Let me go! Duan! Let me go!"

Anubis struggled frantically in mid-air, and streaks of gloomy green curse halos smashed recklessly toward Mr. Duan.

But those halos didn't even touch the corner of Mr. Duan's clothes before automatically annihilating in mid-air.

Mr. Duan grabbed Anubis by the neck.

Anubis had no room to resist at all. His legs kicked weakly in mid-air, and his hands desperately clawed at Mr. Duan's arms, his nails scratching harsh friction sounds on the white gloves.

"I… I beg you…"

Anubis opened his mouth with difficulty, dropping all his dignity, trying to beg for mercy.

But Mr. Duan didn't give him a chance.

Light lit up again on Mr. Duan's chest.

The phantom of the origin sacred tree pierced out of his body, and a translucent glazed branch extended from the trunk, instantly wrapping around Anubis's body.

"Ahhhhh—!!!"

Anubis let out a wail.

He felt that the Law Origin, vitality, and even Soul within his body were being frantically drawn away by that branch. His body began to become transparent, and his flesh, blood, and bones turned into pure energy bit by bit, flowing along the branches toward the origin sacred tree.

Anubis struggled desperately.

But he could do nothing.

He could only watch helplessly as he was absorbed, turning into one of the fruits on the sacred tree.

The great battle finally came to an end.

The surroundings were dead silent, the aftermath of energy gradually dissipated, and the remaining Law fragments in the Void Realm were still floating.

Mr. Duan stood in place, his damaged black formal wear rustling in the wind.

He lowered his head slightly, overlooking the lifeless and slowly disintegrating husk beneath his feet.

That was Ming Ze.

The former controller of the Law of Time who gained insights into the future was now heading toward complete annihilation.

Mr. Duan looked at Ming Ze's inching disintegrating face, the corners of his mouth curving into an arc, and sighed: "Ming Ze, you have seen countless futures. Have you ever thought that the final ending would be like this now?"

There was no response in the air, and Ming Ze's Physical Body was disintegrating at an accelerated rate.

Mr. Duan shook his head, his eyes filled with indifference: "But this is far from over. Although the remaining power of time on you is not much, it is barely enough."

After speaking, he closed his eyes.

"Hum—"

Obscure ripples diffused from Mr. Duan's body.

From Ming Ze's soon-to-disintegrate corpse, streaks of silver light spots were forcibly extracted and surged into Mr. Duan's body.

After absorbing the remaining time Origin, Mr. Duan opened his eyes and slowly rotated his right hand.

Centered on his right hand, the space within a hundred meters radius distorted.

The originally downstream River of Time let out a roar and actually began to flow backward.

The scattered Physical Body particles and Soul fragments gathered together again under the traction of the power of time.

Bones reorganized, flesh and blood derived, Meridians relaxed.

Within two or three breaths, the completely dissipated Ming Ze regained his Physical Body, his chest rising and falling, and his heartbeat recovered.

"Hoo—ha!"

Ming Ze opened his eyes abruptly, breathing heavily.

His eyes were full of surprise and confusion, looking at his own hands, then touching his intact chest, his mind blank.

"I… Wasn't I already dead?"

Ming Ze's voice was hoarse.

He remembered that in order to buy an opportunity for Anubis, he burned out his Origin, and his Soul had been completely annihilated.

But now, he had actually come back to life.

Ming Ze sat up, and when he raised his head to see Mr. Duan standing in front of him with a half-smile, he suddenly froze.

He opened his mouth wide, his pupils contracting, too shocked to speak.

After a few seconds, Ming Ze's expression turned dim.

He gave a miserable smile and said in a low voice: "It seems… Anubis failed after all."

Even dead people could be resurrected; to what extent had the strength of Mr. Duan before him actually reached?

Mr. Duan looked down at him condescendingly and chuckled: "Surprised, are you? Don't worry, there is even more to surprise you next."

Before his voice fell, Mr. Duan turned his wrist again.

"Boom!"

A time vortex wreaked havoc in the space.

Six streaks of light lit up in the Void Realm.

The six people who had completely self-detonated—Bo Ning, Honglian, Leize, Fentian, Yan Sui, and Qi Xing—were actually forcibly dragged back from nothingness by the power of time.

The light dissipated, and the six bodies re-condensed.