“Xiaobu, I’ll use the Destiny Forbidden Technique. You break out of his divine domain first…” Before Destiny Sage Zhen Changyuan could finish, the warped spatial displacement tore at her calf. Fortunately, she reacted quickly, retrieving it in time.
Lan Xiaobu had no time to respond. His ruleless space was complete, and the Cosmic Mill was unleashed.
*Boom!* A vast killing aura exploded with Lan Xiaobu and the mill at its center. Two massive grinding discs formed, obliterating the surrounding spatial displacement rules and Seven Realms divine technique rules.
Meng Qi froze, stunned that someone could counter his Seven Realms technique this way. The mill ground away his rules entirely, erasing one of his five realms in an instant.
As Lan Xiaobu destroyed one realm, Zhen Changyuan felt the space loosen, the oppressive and killing aura vanishing, no longer threatening her safety. Taking her severed arm from Lan Xiaobu, she reattached it, healing swiftly as neither arm nor leg was pulverized.
Watching the Cosmic Mill’s relentless expansion, Zhen Changyuan was awestruck. She’d seen Lan Xiaobu use it before, but this time its might was several times greater than against Huang Buzhi. Clearly, Lan Xiaobu’s strength and mastery of the mill had grown immensely.
She didn’t know he’d re-refined the mill.
“Cosmic Mill!” Meng Qi watched, dumbfounded, as his Seven Realms rules were ground away, the domain’s edges and displacement rules disintegrating. He was shocked not just by the mill—a top-tier cosmic attack treasure, possibly unmatched—but that Lan Xiaobu could deploy it within his divine domain.
Even if his Seven Realms technique was limited to five realms, it was still his domain. Deploying the Cosmic Mill here wasn’t just about rule space or mastering one’s Great Dao. Even with only a soul fragment in another’s body, no one should wield such a supreme killing treasure in his domain.
*Crack!* The surging mill erased another realm. Even Zhen Changyuan sensed the remaining three. Without hesitation, she unleashed her White Mountain.
Now, Meng Qi’s Seven Realms space could no longer bind her.
*Boom!* The White Mountain, towering millions of feet, struck the Seven Realms, and with the mill’s aid, another realm collapsed.
Meng Qi knew he had to flee or be trapped forever. Without the Seven Realms Stone, his domain was vulnerable—otherwise, tearing it apart would be a fantasy.
Withdrawing a soul thread fused in the Seven Realms, the technique began to crumble. As it unraveled, Zhen Changyuan was about to warn Lan Xiaobu, but he was already atop the mill’s killing dao rules, his Longevity Halberd unleashing a wave of halberd strikes toward Meng Qi. Even not aimed at her, the killing intent made her heart race.
Meng Qi, even possessing Meng Buchen, was no match for Lan Xiaobu, let alone Jiao Qingxu. His confidence stemmed from two factors: this soul fragment was stronger, capable of forming five realms, and he could lure Lan Xiaobu into his domain, where even vast abilities would falter.
He hadn’t anticipated Lan Xiaobu’s defiance, not only moving within his domain but wielding the Cosmic Mill, which tore through it.
As Meng Qi retracted his technique, the Longevity Halberd’s ferocious strikes locked his space entirely.
The mournful halberd dao rules of the Shang Tone Kill swept in, filling Meng Qi with desolation. Once a near-Transcendent Eternal Sage, he was now at the mercy of someone below Eternal Realm—a tragic fall.
Halberd shadows enveloped him, the sorrow of dying far from home overwhelming. Under the halberd’s barrage, his dao rules shattered, his soul unable to cling to Jiao Qingxu’s body. Helpless, it fled, staring in terror at the oncoming Yu Tone Kill.
*Shang’s somber notes pierce the heart, halberd cries flood the river, a desolate soul buried far from home!*
As the halberd was about to consume him, Meng Qi trembled, “Friend, spare me once, and I swear no enmity in the Eternal Lands. We’ll be allies.”
Lan Xiaobu scoffed, “Impressive, are you? Where’s this superiority from? I’ve killed the Indestructible Sage’s clone—you’re not even a Transcendent Sage, yet so arrogant. Even if you were, so what? I’ll kill you eventually—early or late, what’s the difference?”
*Boom!* With his words, the Longevity Halberd struck Meng Qi’s soul, shredding this fragment into pieces.
Zhen Changyuan exhaled, “Two of his soul fragments destroyed by you—he’ll struggle to reach Eternal Realm.”
In her view, losing two fragments would cripple Meng Qi’s strength, even if he attained it.
“No, I need to eliminate his last fragment for good. He’s banking on that Gray Dragon’s body—a thousand-zhang beast. He hasn’t used it yet, likely restoring something or perfecting his dao base,” Lan Xiaobu shook his head.
He’d once thought the Gray Dragon merely powerful, its fallen aura overwhelming. Now he realized its true might—peak Creation Sage level. Lan Xiaobu suspected Meng Qi chose it for rebirth, with Meng Buchen’s black dragon as mere nourishment. After possessing the Gray Dragon, Meng Qi likely aimed for the Derived Realm using Meng Buchen, then the Seven Realms Stone to reclaim Transcendent Sage status.
But Lan Xiaobu had ruined those plans, making them mortal enemies. He had to find and destroy the Gray Dragon soon.
Glancing at the lifeless Jiao Qingxu, Lan Xiaobu felt there was a chance to save him. But first, he lifted a hand, dispelling the soul-binding dao rule on Blood River Sage.
Blood River had witnessed everything—Lan Xiaobu’s arrival and battle with Meng Qi—but bound, he couldn’t speak. Seeing the Cosmic Mill, his soul trembled, realizing Lan Xiaobu hadn’t used a tenth of his power against Eternal Night.
“Chun Yingsheng greets Brother Lan. I’m ashamed—bound by Meng Qi, I’d have died without you,” Blood River said, bowing gratefully. He was truly humbled; Meng Qi’s fragment alone had overwhelmed them.
“Tell me what happened. Where are Reincarnation and Eternal Night?” Lan Xiaobu asked.
Blood River gathered his thoughts. “We tore through planes and found the Gray Dragon. It was undoubtedly an Eternal powerhouse—its Eternal dao rhythm was clear to us all. Had we meditated near it, we’d have grasped the Eternal Sage spark within a decade. But Reincarnation spotted the issue: the Gray Dragon wasn’t dead but merging its dao base, exuding reincarnation dao rules.”
Lan Xiaobu admired Reincarnation’s insight. Though not the strongest, he instantly recognized matters of reincarnation, possession, or dao rebirth.
“Reincarnation reacted fast, urging retreat upon seeing the problem, but it was too late. A soul surged from the Gray Dragon, unleashing the Seven Realms technique. Reincarnation sacrificed one cycle to escape via reincarnation rules. Eternal Night fled with his rules. I was closest, bound by soul-binding rules before I could act. Greenwood suffered worst, chosen as a vessel…”
Blood River finished, his tone low, clearly shaken by Meng Qi’s overwhelming strength.
