Published: February 26, 2025
"I endure the excruciating pain, finally catching this opportunity. Do you think you can still escape?"
Tan Yun laughed heartily, but suddenly his expression changed, filled with murderous intent as he declared, "Spatial Prison!"
"Whoosh—"
Instantly, the power of space surged wildly in the Primordial Void, forming a Spatial Prison that enveloped everything around.
The air crackled with energy, and a palpable tension thickened as the entity trapped inside felt a chilling sensation.
"Don't even think about escaping!"
Tan Yun’s voice echoed, resonating with an undeniable authority as he stepped forward, his figure moving with the grace of the primordial divine step.
The sword aura around him vibrated, ready to strike at a moment's notice.
"You're trapped, and there’s nowhere left to run!"
With each word, the Spatial Prison tightened, closing in on its target, leaving them with no chance of evasion.
In that moment, the atmosphere grew heavy, charged with a sense of impending doom.
Tan Yun focused his energy, wielding the heart of primordial chaos god-slaying sword formation, ready to unleash its terrifying power.
Every second felt like an eternity as he prepared to deliver a decisive blow, his heart pounding with anticipation.
"This is the end for you!"
As he unleashed the full force of his abilities, the sword formation shimmered with an otherworldly brilliance, marking the beginning of an unstoppable onslaught.
The battle was far from over, but Tan Yun knew that with this move, victory was within his grasp.
In an instant, the power of space ravaged the Primordial Void, forming a Spatial Prison with a diameter of a million zhang, trapping Ling Yun within.
Ling Yun's face turned pale with shock as he felt overwhelming, mountain-like binding forces pressing in from all directions.
Immediately, his speed of escape slowed down by three times!
"Ling Yun, quickly dodge!" Chu Heng shouted anxiously from the sidelines, "If you die, I will die too!"
"Second Young Master, it’s not that I don’t want to escape, but my speed is too slow..." Before Ling Yun could finish his sentence, he let out a blood-curdling scream, "Ah, my leg!"
"Swish!"
Blood splattered as one of Ling Yun's legs was severed by a primordial chaos god-slaying sword aura!
"No!!"
"Swish!"
A second primordial chaos god-slaying sword aura pierced through Ling Yun's chest, emerging from his back with a torrent of blood!
"Swish, swish!"
The third and fourth primordial chaos god-slaying sword auras flashed past from under Ling Yun's armpits, causing him to emit a pig-like wail as both arms were chopped off!
With his limbs gone and his chest wounded, Ling Yun was completely terrified, "Tan Holy Son, I was wrong, please don’t kill me!"
"Buzz—"
The void trembled as the remaining six primordial chaos god-slaying sword auras spread out from the Primordial Void, surrounding Ling Yun.
Having lost his limbs, Ling Yun unleashed the ancestral emperor power of wind, allowing himself to float in the Primordial Void. Faced with death, he forgot the pain, discarded his dignity, and pleaded desperately, "Tan Holy Son, please don’t kill me! I was manipulated by Chu Heng..."
"Shut up!" Tan Yun replied coldly, "No matter what you say today, it cannot change the fact that you are going to die."
"Are you sure about this, Tan Yun!" Ling Yun's gaze gradually turned fierce.
Seeing Tan Yun ignore him, Ling Yun roared, "If I have to die, I'll take you with me!"
"Crack, crack!"
A faint sound came from Ling Yun's skull as his massive head rapidly swelled, clearly intending to self-destruct with ten ancestral emperor embryos.
"Die!" Tan Yun said calmly, and a primordial chaos god-slaying sword aura, splattered with blood, pierced through Ling Yun’s skull.
His ancestral emperor soul and embryos were all reduced to ashes.
With a wave of his hand, the remaining primordial chaos god-slaying sword auras devoured Ling Yun's body, scattering it into chunks of flesh in the Primordial Void, leaving no trace behind!