Chapter 1398: Intense Battle

Everyone knew Tu Xin was right: the Evil God Universe still used the bloodline system. In a sense, this battle before them was truly a conflict between the old and the new.

A clash of two systems.

One adhering to rules, the other defying them.

Non-bloodline versus bloodline.

Medusa listened, seemingly unconcerned. She smiled and said, "You're right, if you put it that way. Then, let's begin."

"Direct and decisive."

Tu Xin slowly approached.

In the previous two battles, both sides engaged in a contest of wits and strength, with fierce verbal exchanges. They probed each other's true abilities and understood each other's martial arts; it was, in a sense, a discussion of the Way.

But now, the third match began directly, without any "opening ceremony."

Because both individuals present already knew each other's capabilities, there was no need for superfluous actions.

"To be honest," Tu Xin said with a faint smile, "although I've read many ancient texts and always fought against martial arts experts, I've never seen what 'laws' truly look like." He instantly transformed into a stream of light.

The two instantly clashed, unleashing their true power.

Tu Xin, with a single stride, instantly closed the distance. "Your bodies must be quite fragile, right?" he asked. "Even powerful Saints only cultivate their martial arts to the eighth tier and then cease. Is that true for your universe as a whole?"

Whoosh.

"Try this!" Medusa continuously retreated. With a wave of her hand, countless energy-based laws descended. Matter was warped, rules were altered, and the universe's parameters were bent.

Medusa continued to retreat.

The Law Saints of the old era, though capable of power-based close combat, were, in the words of players, more like "half-mages."

They all used the power within their bloodlines to distort rules, rather than engaging in true head-on confrontation.

Being caught in close combat by the opponent's pure, terrifying power-based system was a dreadful prospect.

"Can you catch me?"

Medusa laughed loudly. "I can easily distort space to move at hundreds of times the speed of light," she boasted. "I can even bend space for teleportation jumps, traversing countless billions of light-years with a single leap."

Crack!

Medusa briefly faltered, then tore through space, leaping to a distant realm.

"Light?" Tu Xin said, his lips curling into a slight smile. "Under the material laws of the universe, we cannot surpass light, nor can we bend or tear space... However, operating under universal laws does not make us as weak as you, the obsolete old beings, might imagine."

Whoosh.

The next second, his speed had already surpassed light.

His body was three light-years tall, and each stride covered countless light-years.

Indeed, the universe's speed limit is the speed of light.

But aside from distorting rules, can nothing truly surpass light?

Not so.

Quantum entanglement is the only phenomenon in the universe that can surpass light, distance, and space.

Bloodline Law beings, upon reaching the ninth tier, gain the power to distort rules and exceed the speed of light. But if martial arts reach the ninth tier, is there no way to surpass the speed of light?

Naturally, it is also possible.

Mastering the mysterious domain of quantum mechanics, they can perform super-fast quantum transfers to distant spaces.

Crack!

Tu Xin's figure instantly appeared on another land, catching up to Medusa.

Medusa smiled faintly and continued to flash away.

"Trying to escape?" Tu Xin laughed loudly. "Are you testing how far I can transmit?"

"Go."

Medusa took a stride.

Their towering, colossal bodies continuously leaped, drifting everywhere like two enormous points of light.

"These two are terrifying."

In the distance, the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother was stunned. "Are these the Evil Gods of our lineage? Little Shiji's elder sister?" she murmured. "They have surpassed the combat power of the traditional Daoist Saints of old by a thousandfold—no, ten thousandfold!"

The Nine-Headed Ancient Mother watched, dumbfounded. As a traditional Saint herself, she had never imagined anything so extreme.

At comparable ranks, their power had reached the ultimate "Dao-Exhaustion" energy level of Tenth-tier Saints, primarily due to their immense energy reserves.

Their energy reserves were over ten million times greater than those of an ordinary Saint; ancient ordinary Saints could hardly compare to even a single strand of their hair.

"The New Era... Is this the New Era?" the Nine-Headed Ancient Mother murmured in disbelief. "How could we, from the old days, possibly resist such monsters? Just one of them could level more than half a universe."

"Crack."

They leaped madly, already at a level invisible to the naked eye.

Countless heavens and myriad worlds, the skies of countless Mother River universes, were suspended high above, constantly monitoring this incredible battle.

"Damn it!"

Tu Xin stopped and looked around. "Where did he go? That guy still hasn't chosen a head-on fight; he's still conducting initial tests, testing my speed? Is this what 'laws' are? He distorted his own existence, erasing any quantum causality."

Tu Xin looked around; no matter how he sensed, he couldn't find any trace of his opponent. "Where did he go? Which direction?" he muttered. "I have to admit, those Law Saints, distorting all sorts of universal rules, are indeed annoyingly flashy!"

Tu Xin leaped quickly.

Whoosh.

Suddenly, a Daoist domain appeared beneath his feet.

This was the domain of a traditional Saint. The vast domain lay beneath his feet, with the Saint's true body still rooted in place, like a small mushroom embedded in the ground.

"You are... what kind of monster are you?" cried the Saint, who, having accompanied the advent of the Myriad Heavens Era, was already a Three-Yuan Saint.

Crack.

Tu Xin slapped and crushed this small mushroom, pulling out the ordinary Saint inside, who was the size of an ant. A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"A mere speck with a combat power of seven?"

Tu Xin lowered his head. "If my combat power is ten million one hundred and twenty-one," he mused, "then yours is indeed only seven... From the perspective of a fungus, you are quite powerful, as an ordinary Saint usually has only one."

"What are you? What do you want?" the ordinary Saint screamed. He had no knowledge of the Chaos beings, which only the higher echelons knew about. "Are you a universe?"

Tu Xin squeezed hard, and the opponent was crushed into dust. "How boring..."

He stomped and crushed the domain beneath his feet, but the next second, his expression drastically changed as a beam of light struck from behind him.

By the time Tu Xin reacted, a force mixed with countless rules had slammed violently into his stomach. Time, space, earth, light, fire... countless rules within it tore freely through his body.

He was entirely lifted by the shockwave, flew for thousands of light-years, and was thrown back the length of seven or eight solar systems before slowly coming to a halt.

Tu Xin felt his stomach churning as unimaginable alien energy tore him apart. This unprecedented power suppressed his injury recovery, causing his heart to sink uncontrollably.

Dao Injury!

Tu Xin's pupils suddenly widened as he instantly understood this concept from the old era.

The lingering laws of the enemy covered his body, preventing his wounds from healing.

He had already prepared for this, but this opponent's power, when met head-on, would inflict thousands of intertwined Dao Injuries, forming a peculiar poison...

"This?"

He stared intently at the Evil God before him, his face filled with disbelief. "Are the Saints of old truly this powerful?"

"The speed test is complete. Your direct power appears to be only so-so," Medusa said as she slowly approached. "I've been thinking, I really shouldn't fight you with just one arm. So, I'll use both legs instead."

"What?" Tu Xin was stunned.