As the four-faced, four-handed Creator Deity’s voice faded, His presence filled every corner of the dream universe, demonstrating omnipresent power within this world, even seeping into the river of time, reverberating back to the universe’s primordial beginning and spreading into divergent futures.
Within this universe, He is the ultimate sovereign, possessing the realm of legends and the level of transcendence.
He is the projection of the Primordial Unity!
Meng Qi had never anticipated this. He had never considered that due to the Primordial Unity’s mysterious disappearance and retreat into obscurity, His projections and incarnations had gradually become independent, developing their own consciousness. More terrifyingly, although their consciousness might not be complete, they all retained the most fundamental aspiration—to transcend the universe’s limitations, ascend to rule over all heavenly realms, and become the true Primordial Unity. To achieve this, the unique “Cause of All Results” across all worlds was indispensable, and Meng Qi himself had become their irreconcilable enemy.
Striking the Kunlun Ancient Bell and altering the layout of the Jade Void Palace had temporarily freed him from the tracking of legendary experts like Zhao Qian, giving him the chance to shift from open confrontation to covert maneuvering and calmly seek the Chaos Green Lotus Seed. However, this had inadvertently placed him directly before the Primordial Unity’s projection to attend its lecture—delivering a lamb into the tiger’s mouth!
Indeed, worldly affairs often intertwine fortune and misfortune, filled with the unknown.
At this moment, Meng Qi’s only relief was that he was an outsider to this universe, possessing only a brief past here without a vulnerable childhood, thus avoiding being strangled in the cradle by this Creator Deity without any resistance, significantly diminishing the oppressive might brought by His superior level.
Nonetheless, it was merely a reduction. The four-faced deity simultaneously extended His four hands, palm shadows instantly spreading throughout the universe, attacking Meng Qi and Han Guang from all directions simultaneously.
He exuded confidence. Even if true legendary experts appeared here, relying on this universe’s unique trait—where the influence of the True Realm was minimal—He still possessed the strength to fight!
Each palm’s center transformed into a vortex, dark and profound, devouring and dissolving everything, sealing all transformations, evasions, and even all future possibilities for Meng Qi and Han Guang.
Confronted with this omnipresent assault and countless descending palm shadows, Meng Qi suddenly felt an indescribable sensation—as if his death had already been predetermined, rendering any struggle or resistance futile. Whether it was the Supreme Infinite Primordial Celebration Cloud, the Wuji Seal, the Void Seal, or the Eight-Nine Mystical Art, none could alter this future.
Effect preceding cause—his demise had already been decided; the process merely followed?
Even if this power was limited to the illusory river of time within this universe, it still defied logic and reason. Without the ability to change the future or fate, it was merely a paper figure made of paste—easily pierced.
This was a fundamental difference in essence!
The omen of death surged, and the path ahead appeared to be sealed. Instinctively, Meng Qi felt despair and the impulse to surrender, yet his gaze remained composed, his mind lucid. Clutching the Hegemon-Ending Blade, he suddenly unleashed dazzling and unrestrained purple lightning, illuminating the dark cosmos. His primordial spirit resonated through the void, proclaiming with thunderous words:
“It is I who determines my fate, not you!”
The Dao-Yi Lamp appeared, the River of Time emerged, and the Purple Lightning Blade transformed into countless bolts of lightning. Arriving simultaneously, they struck every surrounding palm without the slightest delay, forsaking the afterlife to alter destiny.
One word can become the law for all under heaven; one slash cleaves open the path to the future!
Boom!
Arrogance overflowed, blade light scattered, palm shadows shattered, and a crack appeared in the darkness. Meng Qi leaped through the gap, escaping the attack and appearing above the four-faced deity. Emulating Heaven and Earth, he grew immense, manifesting three heads and six arms, wielding blades and swords simultaneously.
One blade symbolized the creation of heaven and earth, while the sword embodied the convergence of Yin and Yang. The former was razor-sharp, the latter shimmered with an eerie glow, hinting at primordial chaos. Yet before they could reach the four-faced deity, they dissipated like illusions, leaving no trace of harm.
“In this realm, none can harm Me!” the Creator Deity proclaimed majestically.
He was the embodiment of this universe, the manifestation of its truth and laws. Without corresponding principles, how could He be harmed?
They couldn’t even get close!
At this moment, the towering Meng Qi raised another arm, brandishing a wooden whip measuring three chi, six cun, and five fen. Its outer layer peeled away, revealing a sacred golden radiance. Twenty-one sections of talismanic seals simultaneously emerged, exuding a mighty and majestic aura, as if divine will descended from the Ninth Heaven.
As He was a Creator God, He most likely fell under the category of the Primordial Deities.
The Demon-Striking Whip was most effective against deities!
Golden light and talismanic seals descended, attempting to seal the four-faced deity and deliver a strike. However, as Meng Qi lashed out with his whip, the deity’s expression subtly changed. In an instant, it vanished into a lotus petal and reappeared elsewhere in the boundless universe, narrowly evading the attack.
Meng Qi wasn’t disappointed; instead, he felt joy. It seemed the Demon-Striking Whip from the True Realm could indeed suppress the four-faced, four-handed Creator Deity!
As the deity dodged, the remaining palm shadows dissipated. Meng Qi noticed Han Guang’s location was empty, as if he had been swallowed and dissolved by the previous dark vortex.
But suddenly, ripples appeared in that emptiness, and space-time became chaotic. The wide-robed Demon Master Han Guang reappeared, seemingly returning to the moment before the four-faced deity’s palm shadows surrounded him.
Could he manipulate time, reverting briefly to the past to evade attacks? Meng Qi felt astonished.
After Han Guang severed his incarnation as the Celestial Emperor and ascended to the realm of Celestial Immortals, he had always demonstrated only minor accomplishments, never revealing his true strength. Like an unfathomable abyss, it made it impossible for Meng Qi to assess his true capabilities.
Now it was clear—Han Guang had made terrifying breakthroughs in the Dao of Time. Though not touching fate itself, he could slightly traverse the River of Time, thus avoiding the Creator Deity’s reversal of cause and effect.
Of course, had Meng Qi not severed future lives, slightly manipulating fate and altering causality to break that strike, Han Guang might have evaded temporarily but not indefinitely.
Such an ability was undoubtedly a life-saving technique, lasting only a few instants, while the Creator Deity could perpetually launch such attacks!
At this moment, Han Guang’s robes fluttered, his posture graceful, a smile on his lips, seemingly confident, yet his gaze slightly serious as his right hand lightly tapped his left.
Swish! Ripples enveloped him as two figures emerged. One was clad in imperial robes and a crown, exuding both majesty and an ethereal aura. In his hand was a long blade forged from condensed time, resembling a celestial being gazing down upon the vicissitudes of the mortal world. The other figure was darker in presence, solemn and grim, with six fingers on his right hand, emanating an aura of destruction. Meanwhile, on Han Guang’s forehead, a golden swastika symbol shimmered, rotating forward and backward, at times serene, at others decadently alluring.
The Blade of Time manifested, casting the heavens and earth into dimness, freezing all hues into monochrome, and decelerating the flow of all existence. Yet the Creator Deity, having just evaded the Demon-Slaying Whip, abruptly turned ethereal, stepping into the nascent river of time within this universe—gliding through its currents untouched. However, Yanmo Han Guang pursued the Blade of Time with a devastating palm strike.
Boom! The void collapsed, the surroundings turned into nothingness, and even the laws seemed to vanish. Yanmo Han Guang, as a god of destruction, launched an attack on the Creator Deity.
Using destruction to counter creation, using corresponding principles to suppress the universe’s embodiment!
Boom! Boom! Boom! The surroundings crumbled inch by inch, the void surging toward the Creator Deity, synchronized with the slash of time, instantly destabilizing the illusory river as if binding the Creator Deity in chains.
Seizing the opportunity, Meng Qi once again wielded the Demon-Subduing Whip, preparing to unleash the supreme technique “One Qi Transforming into Three Purities” and set up the Sword Formation Symbolizing the End of the Universe—far more genuine than Yama’s!
But at this moment, the Creator Deity raised an arm, His eyes abruptly reflecting the entire universe, proclaiming majestically, “Bear the weight of the universe!”
With a finger pointing forward, the heavens and earth suddenly vanished, as countless scenes abruptly emerged, rushing toward Meng Qi.
These scenes portrayed the creation of the universe, the birth and demise of every bubble world, as well as the growth and death of all living beings. Countless events spanning billions of years condensed into torrents of information, surging toward the Dharma Bodies of Meng Qi and Han Guang.
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This overwhelming torrent of information defied numerical description. Whoever bore it—even a tenth—would have their memories shattered, turning them into zombies or even causing their primordial spirit to explode. Such an attack couldn’t be defended against by the Wuji Seal or the Eight-Nine Mystical Art.
Crack!
Instantly, the streaks of chaotic dim light descending from the Supreme Infinite Primordial Celebration Cloud exploded. Han Guang had already ceased his assault, transforming his true form into a peculiar dharma body—Buddha in front, demon behind. The former bore a swastika on its forehead, supporting the Tian Emperor’s incarnation, with one finger pointing to heaven and the other touching the earth. The latter embraced the incarnation of Yama, inverting the swastika, shrouded in crimson radiance, arms outstretched, guarding his true spirit with “Only I Am Supreme” and “I Am the People” amidst the chaotic torrent, standing unshaken like a rock.
Bang!
In an instant, Meng Qi’s three heads simultaneously exploded, unable to bear the “weight of the universe.”
His heads shattered without blood, instead emitting clear light. A golden lotus grew from his neck, expanding and contracting, regenerating his head.
If it weren’t for the Infinite Seal blocking momentarily, buying him time to transform and escape with his True Spirit, he would have perished! Meng Qi’s newly regenerated head opened its eyes, brimming with terror.
This four-faced, four-handed Creator Deity was truly terrifying, possessing unique abilities of great experts, great techniques, and great figures with every move. If not for His power being manifested within this universe and being restrained by Meng Qi’s own transcendental traits and the “Cause of All Results,” he would have had no resistance at all before Him.
Witnessing Meng Qi evade the cosmic burden, the Creator Deity disregarded Han Guang’s predicament. With a wave of His hand, He dispersed the torrent of information, coalescing bubbles that condensed terrifying radiation beams—equivalent to collapsing stars—to overwhelm everything and obliterate this place, seizing the “Cause of All Results.”
As Meng Qi prepared to draw the Demon-Striking Whip, Han Guang’s voice suddenly reached his ears: “Even if you strike Him down with the Demon-Striking Whip, it will be meaningless, for He will immediately be reborn from the lotus. Unless you destroy the entire universe.”
The entire universe? The surrounding darkness was boundless, with no visible edge—how could it be destroyed? As this thought arose, Meng Qi suddenly recalled the Creator Deity’s initial words.
He claimed victory, yet even with that colossal divine body sleeping, the universe hadn’t entered destruction.
If so, why didn’t He directly refine or completely destroy that divine body, remaining instead within the lotus sprouting from its navel?
This indicated a mutual destruction relationship—if one perished, both would. Moreover, the sleeping divine body wasn’t the universe’s embodiment and couldn’t regenerate!
Therefore, the enemy to attack wasn’t the nearly invincible four-faced deity, but that defenseless divine body!
The Demon-Striking Whip was drawn, suddenly changing direction.
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