Eternal Time and Space

Chapter 36 The Power of Two Realms

One of the Moyun was pierced by the Immortal Sword, and it shattered into a sky full of starlight. But two Moyun emerged from the starlight.

When the two Moyun were pierced at the same time, they shattered into four layers of starlight, from which four more Moyun emerged.

The Immortal-Trapping Sword kept hitting, causing Mo Yun to shatter repeatedly, only to be reborn from the shattering again and again. With each rebirth, the number of Mo Yun doubled.

The Immortal-Trapping Sword did indeed strike Mo Yun, but Mo Yun shattered and regenerated the moment it was hit. The "hit Mo Yun" no longer existed; instead, two entirely new Mo Yuns appeared.

The Immortal-Trapping Sword hits one person, but that person will become four, eight, sixteen, or thirty-two completely new people. The Immortal-Trapping Sword strikes again and hits again, but the moment it hits again, Mo Yun will shatter into even more.

The dark blue sword light darted wildly through the starlight, piercing through one cloud after another, but the number of clouds kept increasing—hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands.

Hundreds of Moyun stood simultaneously within the sword formation. The Immortal-Trapping Sword did not know which one to slash at, because it had already slashed at each one. However, each Moyun that had been slashed no longer existed, while the existing Moyun had not yet been slashed. The Immortal-Trapping Sword's "certain hit" became an unclosable loop in the face of "infinity".

The light of the Immortal-Slaying Sword descended at this moment.

The pale light was like a torrent that unified all things, fusing the severing of the Immortal Slayer, the obliteration of the Immortal Slayer, and the sure-hit of the Immortal Trapping into one, and even turning the speed of the Jidu Extreme Speed ​​Sword, the breadth of the Moyun Star Sea Sword, the depth of the death power of the Ten Death Swords, and the brilliance of the sun and moon light of the Ten Bright Swords into its own use.

In the pale light, hundreds of sword shadows appeared simultaneously: the crimson Immortal Slayer, the dark yellow Immortal Slayer, the bluish-black Immortal Trapper, the pitch-black lightning, the golden rainbow sword light, the gray death, and the silver starlight. All the sword lights that had been touched, understood, and devoured by the Immortal Slayer Sword were awakened in this one sword strike.

With a single sword strike, it fell.

Hundreds of Moyun were destroyed at the same time. Zhuxian's severing ripped them from existence, Luxian's obliteration turned them into nothingness, and Xianxian's sure-hit ensured that no Moyun could escape. Hundreds of clones shattered like bubbles, turning into starlight, and even the starlight was swallowed up by the light of Juexian Sword.

Mo Yun's true form emerged from the depths of the starlight, and the light of the Absolute Immortal Sword wiped out all his clones, forcing Mo Yun into a desperate situation with no way to retreat.

Ji Du no longer hesitated, and the Immortal-Slaying Sword combined with the Three Swords of Slaughter and Traps, and the pale sword light condensed once again.

This time, the sword light was more intense than ever before. The crimson of Zhuxian surged like blood in the pale, the dark yellow of Luxian settled like bone in the pale, and the bluish-black of Xianxian slithered like a snake in the pale. Under the unification of Juexian, the three sword principles transformed into an unparalleled sword light that was sure to slay, kill, and hit!

This sword strike severed Mo Yun's very existence, erasing everything from the past to the future, from cause and effect to traces!

The moment the sword light struck, the entire Zhuxian Sword Formation resonated, and the four-colored sword curtains blazed brightly at the same time, with crimson, dark yellow, cyan, and pale intertwining to form a chaotic hell of slaughter.

Within the sword formation, the void was compressed into thin sheets by the sword intent, time was shattered into fragments by the sword intent, and even light was frozen under the sword intent. The sword cries of the four killing swords overlapped together, transforming into a sharp shriek that pierced through the sea of ​​stars.

Mo Yun looked at the pale sword light that filled the sky and earth, but there was still no fear in his eyes.

The thirty-six-petaled silver-white lotus fully bloomed, its petals unfolding layer by layer, each petal a superposition of time and space. Deep within the flower's heart, boundless starlight boiled like a tide, like the beginning of the universe.

Amidst the starlight, the light of Zhongtian Gate shone to its zenith at this moment, transforming into an almost transparent, incandescent white.

Two enormous shadows were approaching from inside the doorway.

Above, blazing, vast, and ever-renewing, the sky is high and the earth is thick, the sun, moon and stars revolve within it, mountains and rivers extend within it, and all living beings thrive and multiply.

This is the primordial world.

Below, deep and silent, it devours all things. The River of Oblivion flows, the Yellow Springs surge, the boundless Sea of ​​Darkness is surrounded by the Weak Water. Death and Yin energy intertwine to form an endless darkness, where the souls of the dead rise and fall into eternal silence.

This is the underworld.

The phantoms of two worlds moved slowly within the Zhongtian Gate. These two worlds were so large that they filled the infinite space within the Zhongtian Gate, and so heavy that the frame of the Zhongtian Gate began to emit a low rumble under their pressure.

Countless light patterns appeared on the silver-white door frame; this was the light emitted by the space itself when it was subjected to extreme pressure.

But two shadows are still approaching: the primordial wilderness and the netherworld, heaven and earth, life and death, yang and yin.

Moyun aims to recreate this world.

The edges of the two worlds began to touch.

At that point of contact, heaven and earth merged, the rules of the primordial world and the rules of the netherworld crushed each other, life and death negated each other, yang and yin devoured each other, and heaven and earth repelled each other. Two completely opposite world rules, which should have been forever separated, were forcibly superimposed at this point.

An overwhelming force burst forth from this point.

This is not the power of Moyun, nor the power of Zhongtianmen, but the power generated when two worlds overlap. It is the immense power that erupts when the two complete worlds of the Primordial World and the Netherworld are superimposed, when worlds collide, rules crush each other, and existences overlap.

This is the reverse process of creation, the supreme forbidden power of the reunion of heaven and earth!

This force met the light of the Immortal-Slaying Sword head-on.

The pale sword light struck this power. The Zhuxian Sword tried to sever this power from its existence, but it couldn't cut it. This was the power of the world itself, and the Zhuxian Sword was not qualified.

The Immortal Slayer's attempt to obliterate this power was futile; it could not erase it either. The world's immense power was boundless and endlessly regenerating.

The Immortal Trapping Sword's guaranteed hit characteristic struck this immense power, but what good did it do? The Immortal Trapping Sword only hit one in a billion of this power, like an ant trying to shake a tree or an ant crashing into a mountain.

The light of the Immortal-Slaying Sword was wailing.

The pale light swayed violently before the immense power of the superimposed world, and the hundreds of sword shadows within the sword light began to disintegrate. The Immortal-Slaying Sword could unify all sword lights between heaven and earth, but it could not unify the world itself.

A deafening roar erupted, swallowing up all sounds in the sea of ​​stars. Countless stars were shattered into nothingness, leaving a massive void in the sea of ​​stars. There was nothing in the void—no stars, no starlight.

Zhongtian Gate remained unmoved. Its silver-white frame trembled violently under the combined power of the two worlds. The light patterns on the frame's surface shone brightly, like a star about to explode. The two worlds within the gate continued to approach each other, and with each approach, the combined power grew stronger.

The light of the Immortal-Slaying Sword was disintegrating.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword let out an unprecedented mournful cry; even this innate killing divine sword could not withstand the immense power of two worlds.