Chapter 1106: Wrong Pursuit!

“How could he be a Destruction Fiend? Weren’t the Destruction Fiends born only after the Primordial Sacred World shattered, emerging at the edges of the Chaos Void?” Dongbo Xueying stared at the Sage Lord in the distance, whose aura had turned utterly sinister, his body now covered in scales and wreathed in waves of scorching heat.

The Destruction Fiends came into existence only after the Primordial Sacred World shattered.

Yet the Sage Lord… had existed since the earliest days of the Primordial Sacred World. Chronologically, it was impossible for him to be a Destruction Fiend.

Unless—

“He isn’t a being from this era of the Chaos Void. He’s a survivor from a previous era—one of its Destruction Fiends.” Dongbo Xueying instantly formed this conjecture.

The continuous expansion of the Chaos Void and the emergence of Destruction Fiends made Dongbo Xueying sense the Supreme Laws pushing this universe toward the Great Annihilation! Only after the Great Annihilation would rebirth come—ushering in a new era.

“What?!”

“A Destruction Fiend?”

“The Sage Lord… is a Destruction Fiend?”

Through the Voidbreaker Teleportation Technique, Void Primogenitor, Tianyu Patriarch, Sword Master, Blade Emperor, Witch Ancestor, and Realm Ancestor all witnessed this scene from afar, their expressions filled with shock. Though Realm Ancestor was the disciple of Stone Grotto Master, who knew the truth, the latter had never elaborated. In Stone Grotto Master’s eyes, revealing it made little difference!

In this Source World…

Only Stone Grotto Master and the Sage Lord could endure the Great Annihilation, surviving into the next era—and even the one after.

Throughout an entire era of the Chaos Void, Stone Grotto Master had mostly slumbered, awakening only occasionally to take on a few disciples. Yet his disciples rarely reached the ultimate realm of Cosmic Deity, unable to withstand the Great Annihilation. Thus, Stone Grotto Master remained detached, having witnessed countless cycles of life and death. That was why he seldom truly clashed with the Sage Lord.

Likewise, the Sage Lord generally avoided provoking Stone Grotto Master.

These two beings of the ultimate realm walked different paths. Without necessity, they rarely engaged in true combat, only “colliding” at critical moments. For instance, Stone Grotto Master had secretly intervened during the shattering of the Primordial Sacred World. Though their paths diverged, if the Sage Lord neared success, Stone Grotto Master would still “sabotage” him, dragging him back.

After all, he couldn’t bear to watch the Sage Lord succeed.

Though furious, the Sage Lord was powerless. Stone Grotto Master sought only self-perfection, indifferent to the outside world, wholly devoted to cultivation. The Sage Lord had no means to disrupt his path! Yet, the path of self-cultivation was also the most arduous.

“How could he be a Destruction Fiend? He was one of the most ancient beings of the Primordial Sacred World.”

“Unless…”

“He’s not from our era’s Destruction Fiends?”

The Cosmic Deities were no fools. They quickly deduced the truth, their hearts trembling with dread.

Facing an ancient being who had lived through multiple eras, they all felt immense pressure.

“If he’s not from this era, my master must have known.” Realm Ancestor mused silently. Stone Grotto Master had long warned him that only by transcending to the ultimate realm could one survive the Great Annihilation of the Chaos Void.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Sage Lord and Dongbo Xueying shot upward one after another, streaking toward the edge of the Sacred World. The Sage Lord, already incredibly fast, saw his speed skyrocket after revealing his true form.

“Crackle—” Gray lightning coiled around the Sage Lord’s scaled body as dark energy churned around him. In his hand, he gripped an ancient, mottled spear, its power amplified by the distant Sacred Tower, with gray lightning dancing along its length.

“He’s coming.” Dongbo Xueying’s heart tightened as he glanced upward. “We’re still far from exiting the Sacred World.”

The Sacred World was unimaginably vast. Even flying straight up without teleportation would take considerable time to escape.

“Die.”

The Sage Lord’s scales lit up with countless runes as his destructive aura surged. His once-gentle eyes now gleamed with icy ruthlessness. The ancient spear in his hand radiated terrifying power as it thrust forward with deceptive lightness.

Destruction Fiends were born to annihilate.

And one who had reached the ultimate realm had evolved to perfection, his offensive power beyond horrifying.

“Manifold Worlds, arise!” While fleeing, Dongbo Xueying turned and unleashed the Hunyuan Battle Art with both palms.

Hua—

With a slight rotation of his palms, vast, painting-like worlds materialized before him—layers upon layers of paper-thin realms spanning millions of miles. In an instant, thousands upon thousands of these worlds stacked densely in front of him.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The spear pierced through them all, its speed barely affected, as if skewering meat. A single thrust traversed countless worlds, still hurtling toward Dongbo Xueying.

“Shift!” Dongbo Xueying gritted his teeth.

He strained to warp space.

The Redcloud Battle Art twisted the void, but the surroundings were the Sage Lord’s domain—the entire Sacred World was his territory. Under the overwhelming pressure, space felt like an unyielding mountain. Dongbo Xueying barely managed a minuscule distortion.

And this distortion wasn’t even targeting the spear.

Attempting to warp the spear would be like an ant shaking a tree. Instead, Dongbo Xueying twisted his own position—barely evading at the critical moment.

“Pfft!”

Despite his efforts, the spear meant for his chest still impaled his shoulder. Its tip had already torn through the Source World’s barriers. Even after being weakened by his Voidbody, it pierced deep into his flesh.

“Ha!”

Dongbo Xueying twisted his shoulder muscles, deliberately widening the wound as he hurled himself backward to dislodge the spear. Once free, the bloody hole swiftly sealed.

“Better than I feared.” He exhaled inwardly. At his level, even countless such wounds meant little. What mattered was whether his vitality was damaged. This strike had injured him, but only lightly.

The Sage Lord, sensing the minor damage dealt, frowned.

“Tch. If not for exhausting my Sacred Avatars, why would I resort to this form?” He glared at the fleeing silver-masked figure, frustration simmering.

The Sacred Avatars were his true pinnacle.

Combined with his true body, they had overwhelmed even Stone Grotto Master, leaving him grievously wounded.

His Destruction Fiend form? It boosted his power by 30-40%, but paled next to the avatars’ multiplicative enhancement. For the Sage Lord, this form excelled in survival. But with his avatars gone, he had no choice but to rely on this weaker state.

“Wound him a hundred, a thousand times. Even if I can’t kill him, I’ll trap him here.”

This mysterious expert…

His mastery of the Void Dao was unparalleled, paired with an indomitable body. With his Sacred Avatars depleted, the Sage Lord knew his hopes of dominating the Supreme Laws in this era were slim. He’d have to wait for the next cycle.

Yet what he coveted most were certain techniques—

Clone arts. Body-refining methods. The more, the better. With infinite time, he could master them all.

“Swish—”

The Sage Lord’s spearwork was terrifyingly precise, not aiming to kill but to hinder Dongbo Xueying’s escape.

“You can’t flee. Cooperate, and I’ll spare you.” He pressed relentlessly, all while persuading.

“His close combat is monstrous.” Dongbo Xueying had assumed the Redcloud and Hunyuan Battle Arts would let him hold his own in skill, if not power. The gap was stark.

But even the other Cosmic Deities would be outmatched.

“Five-Phase Seal!”

Abruptly, Dongbo Xueying activated the technique.

Whoosh.

He vanished, a tiny patch of space disappearing with him.

“Again?” The Sage Lord snarled, thrusting his spear at the vanishing point.

Boom!

The spot exploded, releasing three streaks of light shooting in different directions.

“What?”

The Sage Lord paused. The three figures were identical—white-robed, silver-masked, their Void Dao techniques and speed indistinguishable.

“Which is real?” For a moment, he was baffled. Then, his eyes burned with greed. “Or… are they all real? A clone technique?”

Of all the arts he desired, clone techniques topped the list.

“After them!” He chased one while conjuring two avatars with the Sacred World’s power to intercept the others.

Maintaining avatars at Cosmic Deity strength drained him. He could sustain only a few.

“Chasing me?”

The three Dongbo Xueyings fled, nearly identical—except the primary one, which housed his true body and carried Yu Jingqiu and the others.

“Go.” “Go.” “Go.”

Almost simultaneously, all three unleashed the same move.

Five-Phase Seal!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Sage Lord and his avatars were each trapped in a sealed space.

“Rrgh!” The Sage Lord shattered his prison instantly, but his avatars remained entangled.

“My main body has full strength, while the other two retain half.” Dongbo Xueying mused. If needed, he could keep his main form at peak power while the other eight operated at 50%.

“All three you chased are decoys.” He smirked inwardly.

Indeed.

The Sage Lord had pursued…

Not the one carrying Yu Jingqiu. Naturally so—the three were perfect copies, identical in every way. Choosing correctly was pure luck.

“Even if he got lucky, my cave treasure holds five more clones.” That was why Dongbo Xueying felt 90% confident.

His survivability, plus eight clones, made even the Sage Lord’s lair seem manageable.

Especially since the legendary “Sacred Avatars” hadn’t appeared.

“Hm?” All three Dongbo Xueyings suddenly looked up.

The Sage Lord followed their gaze.

At the Sacred World’s outermost edge, near the Chaos Void, a swirling spatial rift formed. Four figures emerged, their auras overwhelming—each surpassing Dongbo Xueying, all at the pinnacle of Cosmic Deity’s second layer.

Realm Ancestor. Blade Emperor. Witch Ancestor. Sword Master.

The moment they appeared, they struck.