Chapter 1119: Just one glance, and I learned it

Author: The Smile of 300 JinCategory:Last Updated: 2020/07/07Chapter Word Count: 4954 words

“What kind of monster is this?!”

Melville’s expression changed, and she quickly retreated.

The Great Path!

It gave her an extremely profound sense of the Great Path!

The opponent had clearly not achieved enlightenment, yet it felt as if she was facing the true Great Path of the universe, like encountering an ancient, ultimate being embodying the highly superior fundamental laws from the Great Path map of the cosmic origin.

“This person is extremely strange; he hasn’t achieved the Great Path, yet he possesses such a powerful aura of it! How could his comprehension of the entire universe's laws be so terrifying?”

The opponent’s principle wasn't complex: it was to cultivate countless Great Paths and unify them. But while it sounded simple, who could actually do it?

Ordinary cultivators practice one or four Great Paths, while he practiced ‘all.’ There was almost no omniscient and omnipotent being in this world who cultivated every system.

Even ancient cosmic beings with immense lifespans couldn't cultivate all systems; it wasn't something achievable merely by having a long life!

Unless one possessed thousands or tens of thousands of genetic loci to integrate them one by one and cultivate each Great Path. But was that possible? Absolutely not!

There are no creatures in the world with that many genetic loci.

No one could walk the path of ‘all.’ Without the comprehension of ‘all,’ how could he possess such proficient and unbelievable methods for mixing Great Path laws?

In reality, Xu Zhi’s comprehension was even higher than Medusa’s.

Because, building upon Medusa’s foundation, he also possessed the insights of four thousand enlightened beings. At this moment, his thoughts flowed freely, as if reaching the heavens, and most of the world became transparent to him. He felt as if he truly embodied ‘all,’ as if he were the entire universe itself, and all obscurities seemed to vanish.

“What kind of civilization does this opponent belong to?! Such a bizarre monster, not even following the rules of the Great Path, yet so exaggerated… Could it really be…?”

A flush appeared on the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother Melville’s face, and the entire world seemed to unfold completely around her.

Previously, she had been exerting her power over the entire folded galaxy, but she instantly withdrew it and rapidly used it to resist the Dao technique before her. This showed the level of her vigilance; despite lacking a Great Path bloodline, she treated the opponent as an ultimate being of the same caliber. She felt an intense fear of death.

Zzzzt!

Countless rays of light folded in on themselves.

This strand of Dao technique landed before her.

The Nine-Headed Ancient Mother gazed at the multicolored, primordial Dao technique before her. Although it was close enough to touch, it felt as distant as the ends of the earth. Solemnly, she said, “It's useless. I’ve folded countless light-years of cosmic space around me. From start to finish, you might seem to be right beside me, but in reality, we are separated by an immense distance.”

Her bloodline was tied to spatial laws, specifically spatial distance.

It seemed incredibly weak, but how could something involving spatial attributes be weak?

Her entire body was constantly enveloped by a ‘trillion-dimensional space-time labyrinth.’

The space-time around her was like a vast, beautiful pleated skirt, endlessly folding in waves. Space was folded countless times, constantly protecting her safety.

It seemed as though one could see her at a glance, but in reality, the distance between them, distorted by laws that transcended light-speed by countless times, meant that even flying for ten thousand years might not bring one closer.

The next second.

An even stranger scene appeared.

The Dao technique that Emperor had just launched unexpectedly traveled through countless folded space-times and countless galaxies, reappearing behind him and striking with terrifying force.

“So that’s it,” Emperor said calmly, without turning his head. “A method used to attack an enemy will ultimately return to oneself, won’t it?”

“You should know that the world is a circle.”

Her voice was cold, yet she spoke in a jesting tone, “Just like a planet, if you sail in a straight line across the ocean, you’ll eventually return to your starting point.”

Emperor remained calm, offering no resistance.

He allowed the Dao technique to land on him, and he instantly absorbed it.

This application of mixed laws completely reshaped Melville’s worldview.

Because one would have to be extraordinarily proficient to systematically separate and re-integrate those laws into oneself in an instant.

“Is this your method?”

Emperor’s expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, “You fold space, modify spatial distance, and even fold it into a circle. You are like an origami artist, capable of creating any shape.”

“Trapped in my space-time labyrinth, you will find no way out.”

With a beaming smile, she approached Emperor step by step, fearlessly bringing her face almost cheek-to-cheek, nose-to-nose with him. Her nine heads gazed at Emperor from all directions, creating a chilling sensation.

“Back then, the Elemental Civilization excelled at sorcery and claimed to possess inexhaustible power. But after eighteen days of continuously using their Dao techniques, I exhausted them to death.”

“He was trapped in my spatial labyrinth. To fly out of the folded maze I designed over millions of years was unrealistic. All the Dao techniques he unleashed were sent back to him, while he couldn't see where my attacks came from and could only endure them. Under this double assault, despite claiming infinite power, he only lasted for a period of time.”

Faced with such a threat, Emperor’s expression remained unaltered.

“Do you truly believe he has fallen? You are still living in your own dream. You are merely the ancient, self-righteous dark hand of this land, the origin of all things.”

He ignored the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother circling beside him, almost whispering into his ear, and merely said softly, “Your race is indeed worthy of its long heritage as an ancient, extraordinary spatial race. Your nine evolved heads, I presume, are hidden within different folded spaces to gain a full perspective?”

“Yes, and what of it?”

The Nine-Headed Ancient Mother calmly smiled and said, “The world is a circle, and energy attacks will return to the attacker. The expert of the Elemental Race, who only knew elemental attacks, was precisely someone I could restrain.

“So, what about Renimansga of the Iron-Based Race?

“He was more troublesome. His immense power couldn’t reach me, but I didn't dare approach him either, as his defenses were formidable. It took a very long time, utilizing the bloodline of the Elemental Race, to slowly wear him down and finally kill him, time and again. Now, guess how I’ll deal with you?”

Her nine heads rotated from all directions, gazing at Xu Zhi like galaxies orbiting a sun.

“I don’t know how you’ll deal with me, but I have to kill you. I can’t drag this out too long; I need to report back to my master.”

Emperor, with his hands clasped behind his back, took a single step forward. His footfall seemed to traverse immense distances, as if he had seen through the opponent's folded labyrinth, and he walked straight towards her.

“How is this possible?!” The Nine-Headed Ancient Mother’s expression finally changed.

“Is it difficult? I learned it just by looking,” Emperor said without changing his expression.

Learned it just by looking?

The Nine-Headed Ancient Mother listened to these unbelievable words, feeling as if she were dreaming.