Yuan’s Ascension

Chapter 1195: Limitless Chaos, Slaying A True Saint (4)

“What kind of trap could there be here in the River of Universes?” True Saint An Yu’s voice carried icy confidence. “Perhaps the Eldritch Court wants to use us to temper Overlord Wu Yuan?”

True Saint Yun Hai nodded slightly, finding the reasoning sound.

“Overlord Wu Yuan’s strength is truly terrifying,” he observed, sensing the distant battle raging at the edge of spacetime. Wu Yuan and True Saint Xiao Yao had been fighting with brutal intensity, and the battle showed no signs of abating. Neither combatant was backing down.

“Indeed, it’s frightening,” True Saint An Yu agreed, her voice thick with wariness. “Is he really just a sempiternal lifeform?”

The two of them had descended with the expectation that their main task would be to clash with the True Saints of the Eldritch Court. They never imagined that Wu Yuan could display power to such an extent, sending chills down their spines.

However, having come this far, and acting on the orders of the Dao Zenithel, they found themselves in a precarious position with no easy way out.

“Let’s not attempt to kill Overlord Wu Yuan. That would make us mortal enemies of the Eldritch Court,” True Saint Yun Hai transmitted telepathically. “We’ll just aid the Immortal Court this once, holding Overlord Wu Yuan at bay briefly. That should suffice.

“Next time, we’ll find an excuse to avoid descending again,” he added.

“Agreed,” True Saint An Yu nodded.

Faced with the Dao Zenithel’s commands, they were reluctant to disobey, as the price for doing so would be far too steep.

Different standpoints led to different considerations.

The Dao Zenithels of Nine Peaks had already secured promises of benefits from the Immortal Court and cared little about Wu Yuan’s rise. Even if he did rise to the apex, what of it? He could not threaten Nine Peaks. Nor did they fear retribution from the Eldritch Court.

But from the perspective of True Saint An Yu and True Saint Yun Hai, the situation was entirely different. In their view, if they truly killed Wu Yuan, the Dao Zenithels might not be concerned with the Eldritch Court’s revenge, but could the two of them withstand it? They only sought to block Wu Yuan once, to fulfill the Dao Zenithels’ orders.

“Let’s go!”

“Join forces to drive Wu Yuan back.” True Saint Yun Hai and True Saint An Yu moved with astonishing speed, finally approaching the battlefield in the void.

…

In the endless void, an earth-shattering battle raged. As Wu Yuan and True Saint Xiao Yao fought furiously, the aftershocks spread in devastating waves, nearly destroying the entire Immortal Court’s Ling Jiang Saintdom. That vast, boundless continent had completely disintegrated beneath their clash.

Countless lives were extinguished in an instant.

Of those fleeing Sovereigns, over eighty percent had already perished in the merciless aftershocks of the battle. In this boundless void, only the solitary Saint Xiao Yao Hall continued to emit waves of protective light, standing unshakable amid the destruction.

Thud! Wu Yuan was once again sent flying by a golden staff, yet his vital aura showed no sign of weakening, his presence as formidable as ever.

“Overlord Wu Yuan, prepare to die!” The thunderous challenge rang through the void as two overwhelming eternal auras descended upon the battlefield.

With a deafening roar, endless black waters surged through spacetime, exerting a binding force that dwarfed the previous golden light. The dark currents wrapped around Wu Yuan like hungry serpents, instantly constricting his movements. His movements faltered as both his speed and the power behind his weapon strikes diminished dramatically.

This was True Saint An Yu’s eternal ultimate technique—River of Darkness.

“Subdue!” A white-robed figure joined the fray, brandishing his divine sword. His overwhelming aura matched An Yu’s as he charged directly at Wu Yuan, unleashing a cascade of dazzling white light that bloomed across the battlefield. Each flash carried the unmistakable sharpness of his self-created Dao as he seamlessly joined True Saint Xiao Yao’s assault.

The two True Saint Eternals coordinated their attacks, leaving Wu Yuan no path of escape.

True Saint Xiao Yao’s face brightened with joy. “Haha, An Yu, Yun Hai, your timing is perfect! Let’s slay Wu Yuan together!” His voice carried an unmistakable thrill.

Relief flooded through him. Not long ago, he had been reporting Wu Yuan’s frightening combat abilities to Immortal Eminence Jiu You through the Immortal Court Voidrealm. Even the Immortal Eminence had been stunned. Yet beyond his shock, he had counseled patience, assuring True Saint Xiao Yao that reinforcements were already en route.

Now, that promise had been fulfilled.

So Nine Peaks is willing to stand with our Immortal Court. Xiao Yao thought, his mind racing. Understandable—Wu Yuan’s threat transcends our usual rivalries. If he succeeds in opening a Saint Realm within this universe, every major power here would face an existential danger.

The battlefield erupted with chaotic energy. Sword lights surged like crashing tides, the golden divine staves swept across the heavens like falling stars, and the River of Darkness encircled their target with suffocating pressure. Their combined might forced Wu Yuan to retreat step by step. He appeared both overwhelmed and defenseless.

Clang! A flash of sword light struck Wu Yuan’s body directly. Despite the fearsome impact that sent ripples through spacetime, the blow only sent him flying backward, leaving no visible damage.

True Saint Yun Hai’s expression flickered with surprise. “What formidable physical defense.” Though he had received True Saint Xiao Yao’s warnings about Wu Yuan’s extraordinary vitality, experiencing it firsthand left him deeply unsettled.

“Fellow Daoists,” Xiao Yao transmitted urgently, “killing Wu Yuan is nearly impossible. We must focus on restraining and subduing him together.”

True Saint Yun Hai and True Saint An Yu exchanged glances, frustration evident in their eyes. They had come intending merely to drive Wu Yuan away, but Eldritch Progenitor Luan Jiang’s continued absence from the conflict forced their hand. With countless Dao Zenithels observing from across the cosmic sea, they could not afford to show restraint.

Suddenly, Wu Yuan’s gentle voice cut through the chaos like a knife through silk. “You’ve all arrived. It’s time to close the net.” Though softly spoken, his words carried an unmistakable current of killing intent.

“What?”

“Close the net?”

“All arrived?” Alarm flashed in An Yu and Yun Hai’s eyes. Had Wu Yuan been waiting for them all along?

“Wu Yuan, curb your arrogance!” Xiao Yao roared. “With three True Saints united against you, your defeat is inevitable! Fellow Daoists, he’s merely stalling. Don’t fall for his intimidation—attack with everything you have!”

Xiao Yao refused to believe Wu Yuan had any more surprises. Perhaps Eldritch Progenitor Luan Jiang might eventually appear, but that would take time.

“Agreed.”

“Let’s subdue him.” Though cautious, neither An Yu nor Yun Hai truly thought Wu Yuan possessed any treasure that could threaten them. Within the River of Universes’ spacetime, all treasures were naturally suppressed by its essence.

Boom! The three True Saints unleashed their combined might, their attacks surging toward Wu Yuan.. Their unified assault approached the True Saint level.

A pity only two came. Wu Yuan mused, standing firm despite the River of Darkness binding him. Countless dark waters crashed against his form as he gazed calmly at the attacks descending upon him. A faint smile crossed his face. If I had attacked you first, I would have appeared the aggressor.

His eyes hardened. But this time, you attacked me first.

So when I slaughter you all, even the Dao Zenithels of Nine Peaks will have nothing to say. Wu Yuan took a single step forward.

The void trembled. An incomparably terrifying aura erupted from him as his vital essence began to skyrocket. His power climbed at a rate that left all observers dumbfounded. The Eternal Matter Body was finally revealing its true brilliance.

“What?”

“Something’s wrong.”

“Wu Yuan’s aura…” The three True Saints sensed the shift immediately, but dared not hesitate, each unleashing their ultimate techniques born from their self-created Daos.

“Fall!” Wu Yuan commanded, his full power unleashed as he activated the Xiantian Instrument in his hand—the Limitless Sacred Saber.

This time, he didn’t execute the fourth move of his ultimate technique, Destruction and Genesis. Instead, he executed the ultimate technique he had spent almost a million years refining: the fifth move—Limitless Chaos. This strike embodied Wu Yuan’s complete understanding of his self-created Dao.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Nine blade rays erupted like nine magnificent worlds, enveloping endless spacetime.

With a thunderous roar, countless Xiantian qi streams surged forth, transforming the battlefield into a miniature chaotic spacetime. The Greater Laws of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth and more intertwined in a dizzying dance. The auras of Destruction and Creation swirled in perfect harmony.

With Wu Yuan at its heart, the spacetime trillions of li around him grew chaotic. Though they appeared to be mere Xiantian qi streams, they were actually endless blade rays containing destructive power capable of annihilating all existence.

This move elevated Wu Yuan’s strength to that of a Threshold True Saint.

“This?”

“This strike?” True Saint Taiyuan, Eldritch Progenitor Luan Jiang, and other distant observers felt their hearts quake with involuntary fear.

They could all sense the truth: the miniature chaotic spacetime could completely obliterate them. Within its boundaries, karma, destiny, and spacetime itself were severed.

Eldritch Progenitor Luan Jiang, safely outside the chaotic spacetime, felt only a hint of fear. Meanwhile, trapped inside, True Saint Xiao Yao was drowning in absolute despair.

“This is catastrophic—this is definitely True Saint level combat power!”

“Overlord Wu Yuan!”

“We had no intention of killing you. We are willing to withdraw immediately!” True Saint Yun Hai and True Saint An Yu frantically transmitted, terror evident in every word.

True Saint Xiao Yao, more horrified than the others, swung his golden staff in desperate, frenzied resistance. But their struggles were destined to be futile.

“Remember this,” Wu Yuan’s voice cut through the chaos, cold and implacable. “Within this universe, I am invincible. Not even the Heavenly Imperator himself can stop me.

“Now, fall!”

The vast chaotic spacetime, though seemingly slow to form, materialized in an instant. It transformed into nine terrifying blade rays that swept toward the three True Saints with unstoppable force.

Thud! True Saint An Yu was the first to fall. Despite her desperate resistance, the River of Darkness encircling her body shattered instantly. Her immortal body exploded into water—her final defensive secret art.

Boom! The blade rays annihilated everything, obliterating every last drop of water until nothing remained.

True Saint An Yu was dead!