Chapter 1154: The Unprofanable

“Break!”

The man roared, his palm like a towering mountain, vast beyond measure, slamming upward to meet the colossal bronze mask that loomed like the heavens.

At this moment, he revealed a glimpse of his “true form”—tall, mighty, and clad head to toe in armor, even his skull was encased. His emerald eyes shot forth beams of light sharp as swords!

Moreover, behind him trailed a tail, also armored, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen. This was an utterly terrifying being.

With a single strike, he shattered the heavens, stars exploding one after another, transforming into the most magnificent yet horrifying radiance of this era.

**Clang!**

A deafening sound erupted as the bronze mask, covering the firmament, collided with his palm, shaking the very souls of all who witnessed it.

The man, regal as a monarch, stood towering between heaven and earth, his height immeasurable, piercing beyond the heavens, surrounded by the sun, moon, and stars. Yet now, his arm trembled slightly—his strike had failed to pierce the mask. Instead, the recoil split his palm, crimson blood seeping forth.

“Break again!”

Precisely because of this, the man’s palm erupted with light, transforming into an annihilating radiance, boundless and infinite. Countless strands of Great Dao laws manifested, surging upward in defiance of the heavens.

Without a doubt, this man unleashed a force of unimaginable terror, unrivaled, capable of obliterating all enemies in an instant!

Witnessing this, Shi Hao and the woman seated across from him tensed, their hearts gripped with worry. There, divine chains of order shot into the sky, transforming into radiant arcs that struck the mask, causing it to tremble and roar.

It seemed on the verge of shattering—an unbearably tense moment.

The bronze mask quivered but never cracked. Its eerie visage remained vivid, lifelike, smiling yet tearful, gazing down upon the man with an inscrutable expression.

**Boom!**

The monarch-like man unleashed an unparalleled fist technique, merging countless divine abilities into a single, earth-shaking strike aimed at the heavens.

A soft sound echoed as the bronze mask seemed to awaken, emitting immortal radiance. A single tear slid down, rapidly expanding until it became an ocean as it fell.

A single teardrop, transformed into an azure expanse, clear as diamond, yet vast enough to drown the firmament, submerging stars without end.

The man standing below was instantly engulfed by the deluge, vanishing beneath its waves.

**Boom!**

His body erupted with light as he formed seals, unleashing boundless divine power, struggling fiercely while launching relentless attacks.

Wisps of chaotic energy surged, followed by an explosion of immortal radiance, turning the battlefield into a blinding, shattered wasteland where nothing could be discerned.

Laws intertwined like spiderwebs, divine chains of order crisscrossing the sky in dense arrays.

Finally, black holes emerged in succession, rupturing space until the entire area collapsed into chaos.

Shi Hao gaped, his heart pounding violently.

Across from him, the woman who had been silently observing was equally stunned. This battle surpassed her wildest imagination—a single tear from that mask possessed such divine might, ensnaring the man in its power.

**”Roar!”**

A deafening howl, like the fury of the most savage beast, erupted as he broke free, shattering stars and dimming the heavens, as if even the river of time itself might be severed.

The man stood upon the river of time, trembling violently, roaring incessantly. With a thunderous explosion, his body seemed to ignite, evaporating the entire ocean into mist.

Then, his tail, like a divine spear, shot upward, piercing toward the bronze mask.

Severing the galaxy, shattering the cosmos!

The tail expanded rapidly, indestructible, exuding dense immortal energy—terrifying to the extreme. Clad in armor, it was chillingly cold.

**Thud!**

The mask spun, absorbing all the mist that had risen, condensing it back into a single tear before colliding with the tail.

The impact was deafening. The bronze mask descended along the river of time, flying toward the woman in white, its radiant glow eclipsing all stars along its path.

“You dare flee?!” The man, majestic as an emperor, pursued along the river of time, crushing stars beneath his feet, each one exploding in his wake—a sight of absolute terror.

The woman in white stood downstream, unmoving. This time, however, she raised her right arm, her palm upright, pushing forward slowly.

**Ting!**

A crisp sound rang out as the bronze mask halted mid-flight. In an instant, it emitted a sharp immortal radiance, its form blurring as it transformed.

**Clang!**

A peerless sword aura soared into the heavens. The mask had become an immortal sword—simple and ancient at first, but as the woman’s slender hand guided it from afar, it erupted with a light capable of splitting the heavens.

The sword, unmatched, transformed into a blinding divine arc, slashing forward.

Beam after beam of chilling light emerged—each a law, a rule, a fragment of the Great Dao!

The light erupting from the sword’s tip surpassed all, cleaving through laws, slicing chaos, annihilating everything in its path—a brilliance beyond compare.

Upstream, the pursuing man’s expression darkened. His emerald eyes blazed with a fearsome light, his tail freezing momentarily in hesitation.

That brief pause was all it took—the sword was upon him!

**Clang!**

Sparks flew as the sword clashed against his armored tail. Light scattered across the sky, slicing through the night, severing a river of stars that flared brilliantly before fading into darkness.

Then, in the dimness, the sword’s radiance surged, slashing forward with blinding speed, pressing down upon the very laws of heaven and earth, forcing them to wail in submission.

The man roared, swinging his palms and lashing his tail, engaging the sword in a furious duel.

Blood spilled. Despite his armored tail, as sturdy as an immortal spear, cracks formed, nearly severing it.

His hands fared no better, crimson droplets falling from them.

“Shall my blood be shed in vain?” The man’s voice was low, not angry, but deep as thunder, rumbling with suppressed power.

Unnoticed, his spilled blood had already flowed downstream along the river of time, transforming into radiant symbols that encircled the woman in white, forming a deadly array.

**Ssshh!**

In that instant, the man’s aura shifted. Gone was his earlier frustration—now, he was many times more ferocious, his power surging to new heights!

“Wherever you are, I shall mark you first, so I may find you in the future!” the man declared. He had vowed to claim the woman in white—this was his preparation.

For he knew that even if he triumphed here today, he could not keep her. That battle lay in the future.

“You think too much,” the woman finally spoke, her voice serene, like an immortal untouched by worldly concerns.

Yet beneath that calm lay an unshakable majesty—inviolable, sacred. As her words faded, the immortal sword swept sideways, cleaving through the void!

**Boom!**

The sword’s light fragmented into hundreds of arcs, all striking the man simultaneously.

In an instant, he staggered violently, his body erupting with light as countless secret arts activated to defend against the onslaught. Yet, it was not enough.

The clangor of metal rang incessantly as his immortal armor shattered piece by piece, blood spraying from countless wounds.

This was a rare, divine battle attire, yet now it lay in ruins, riddled with hundreds of gashes, each spurting crimson.

“So formidable… Will such a person exist in the future?” The woman across from Shi Hao gasped, unable to contain her shock. She was no ordinary figure, yet even she found the woman in white peerless across the ages.

A single sword strike had reduced the monarch-like man to such a wretched state, forcing him back, wounded and bleeding.

“The more blood I shed, the more my enemies shall suffer,” the man declared, his voice icy. Far from defeated, he grew colder still. His blood, mingling with the river of time, gathered around the woman in white, forming intricate patterns—a killing array of unprecedented complexity.

The woman flicked her sleeve, dispersing some of the blood, but it refused to vanish, reforming swiftly.

“I am eternal. My blood is eternal. In this life, I shall bind you!” The man’s frigid words echoed from upstream.

The woman remained composed, but now she moved with sacred solemnity, her hands forming a seal. Between them, light condensed into a treasure vase.

**Boom!**

The vase’s mouth glowed, releasing endless auspicious radiance, incinerating the blood, reducing it to vapor!

“What?!” The man jolted in shock, unleashing his most forbidden arts in retaliation, charging forward with all his might.

Simultaneously, the woman recalled her sword. Its aura receded as it transformed into a vase, merging seamlessly with the one formed by her seals.

More than a vase, it resembled an urn, adorned with exquisite runes that exuded an immortal aura. Chaos mist and divine light poured endlessly from its mouth.

This time, the vase did not release power—it devoured it. All the bloodlight, divine abilities, and secret arts were sucked inside, as if it could swallow the heavens themselves!

The man paled, his body convulsing as he realized his wounds were reopening violently, his blood gushing like a waterfall into the vase.

The woman was answering him in action. He had claimed that the more blood he shed, the worse his enemy’s fate. Now, she sought to drain him dry.

“Sever!”

The man bellowed. This command was not just to break the suction—it was to sever karma, to cut ties with heaven and earth, to temporarily disconnect from the woman.

Otherwise, he feared his blood would truly be drained entirely.

**”Hmph!”**

A cold snort, transcendent and imperious, rang out as the woman activated the vase, unleashing a flood of light that drowned the world.

**Boom!**

The next moment, the man was sent flying, his armor shattered, his body splitting apart as he crashed toward the river of time’s origin.

“You—!” he howled in fury. What humiliation—to be pierced through by that woman!