After a thousand years of cultivation, he returns at the pinnacle!

Chapter 149 Hope?



Chapter 149 Hope?

Wherever the five-colored beams of light passed, the amber light of the God-Sealing Domain evaporated, dissipated, and returned to nothingness layer by layer from the edges, like ice and snow thrown into a furnace. It wasn't suppressed, but transformed from within by the "life" power of the Life-Giving Immortal Emperor—the moment the laws of the God-Sealing Domain were touched by the five-colored beams of light, their foundation was negated by the "nothingness" Dao Fruit of the Void Immortal Emperor, their energy structure was burned through by the Burning Heaven Immortal Emperor's Burning Silence Fire, their spatial anchor was locked by the Zhou Tian Star Fire of the Primordial Immortal Emperor, and their time flow was frozen by the Ice Profound Immortal Emperor's Ice Profound Power. Finally, they were transformed by the "life" power of the Life-Giving Immortal Emperor into the purest, attribute-free life energy that could be absorbed by any cultivator.

Kahn raised his Watcher's Sword to parry.

The five-colored beams of light collided with the blade of the Watcher's Sword, the dark golden light clashing violently with the five-colored light. The cracks on the blade, previously eroded by the power of nothingness, remained, but now expanded rapidly under the new impact. The cracks spread from the tip to the hilt, faster than before, and the dark golden patterns flowing along the edges of the cracks dimmed, shattered, and evaporated under the erosion of the five-colored light.

The Watcher's Sword shattered for the second time.

Dark golden fragments drifted through the void, this time more numerous, denser, and more fragmented than before. Kahn looked down at the Watcher's Sword, now only the hilt remained in his hand, and remained silent for a moment. Then he tucked the broken hilt into his sleeve, opened his arms, and tilted his head back.

"Godhood Domain - Second Form." His voice echoed in the amber light, deep and resonant, carrying an excitement that had been suppressed for countless years.

The amber light suddenly intensified. The phantoms of the ten Apostle Temples exploded simultaneously, transforming into countless tiny, dark golden specks of light that converged on Kahn's body. The specks of light penetrated his skin, muscles, bones, and meridians, transforming his body from a mortal form into a higher-dimensional existence.

His skin transformed from pale to dark gold, its surface etched with countless intricate runes—the imprints of the ten Apostle Temples' core laws, now completely etched into his flesh. His eyes changed from amber to pure gold, the depths of his pupils reflecting ten miniature Apostle Temple phantoms, each slowly rotating. His hair transformed from black to silver-white, growing from short to waist-length, the ends swaying gently in the air, each movement leaving a fleeting dark gold trail in the air.

His height swelled from the size of a normal human to three zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), but his physique did not become bloated; instead, it became more proportionate, more slender, and closer to some indescribable perfect proportion. He stood there like a statue forged from the pure power of laws, with ten different frequencies of dark golden light flowing around him, each representing the core of the laws of an Apostle's Temple.

"Jiang Chen." Kahn spoke, his voice no longer emanating from his throat, but from the entire void, deep and resonant, carrying an ancient solemnity accumulated over countless ages. "The second form of the God-Sealing Domain is to integrate the core laws of the Apostle Hall into oneself. In this form, I am the Apostle Hall itself. If you want to kill me, you must first destroy ten Apostle Halls. And the foundations of those ten Apostle Halls are etched into the void origin of this planet."

He raised his right hand, fingers spread, palm facing upward. Within his palm, ten miniature phantom images of the Apostle Temples simultaneously lit up, ten different frequencies of dark golden light intertwining, merging, and compressing, ultimately transforming into a fist-sized, jet-black sphere. Ten different colored patterns flowed across the sphere's surface—dark gold, deep purple, ghostly blue, pale white, jet black, transparent, crimson, orange-yellow, emerald green, and silver-gray—each color representing the core of an Apostle Temple's laws.

"The Realm of Gods: Final Judgment"

The black sphere flew from his palm toward Jiang Chen. Its speed was many times faster than before, so fast that Wang Kai's naked eye could not catch its trajectory, so fast that Shen Qingxue's Ice Profound Power could not sense its existence, so fast that Bing Li and Xuan Ming's Chaos Power could only barely maintain their perception in front of it.

But it is still unavoidable.

Because it's not targeting Jiang Chen's physical body, but the planet itself.

Jiang Chen's pupils contracted slightly. He sensed that the power contained within that black sphere was enough to erase the very essence of the void of the entire Blue Star from its very existence. If it were to strike its target, it would not only collapse the hundredth floor of the First Apostle's Hall, nor just the ten Apostle Halls, but the very void foundation upon which all living beings on the entire planet depend for survival.

"Kahn." Jiang Chen gripped the Primordial Sword and took a step forward. "Your Godhood Domain is indeed very strong. Strong enough to destroy a planet, strong enough to negate all power that does not belong to the Apostle system, strong enough that the 1,100 students behind me can't even stand up straight."

He raised the Primordial Sword, its tip aimed at the black sphere that was flying towards him.

"But do you know what the biggest weakness of your Godhood Domain is?"

Five lights simultaneously illuminated the blade. But this time, they didn't flow along the body of the sword; instead, they converged towards the tip. The five colors intertwined, merged, and compressed at the tip, ultimately transforming into a single, pure, and unblemished white light.

That point of white light was purer than Wang Kai's chaotic power, more ancient than Bing Li's icy profound power, and closer to some ineffable essence than Xuan Ming's perception of nothingness. It was a brand new power born from the first true fusion of the five Immortal Emperor Dao Fruits under the harmonization of Jiang Chen's Dao Heart.


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