Yuan’s Ascension

Chapter 1103: Slaying An Eternal, A Myth (2)

In the endless void, the titanic struggle raged on. Wu Yuan’s war sabers flashed as he overwhelmed the two Eternals, his attacks driven by savage ferocity. He relied purely on his heaven-defying physical defense, standing firm against their combined assault.

One had to understand the terror of the River of Universes—Eternals suffered comprehensive suppression from its essence. Their attack power, defense capabilities, soul strength, artifact power, and spirit were all severely diminished. Even True Saint Eternals found themselves helplessly constrained here, let alone Dao Pioneer Eternals.

“Ahhhh!” Saint Hong Yun’s blood-drenched face contorted with rage.

Wu Yuan’s last strike had carved straight through her right eye, across her nose, and through her mouth, leaving her visage a ruined, bloody mess. Fury blazed in her heart at this terrible humiliation. To be reduced to such a state by a mere sempiternal being? Never in her long existence had she suffered such indignity. Yet beneath her anger lurked something else—a creeping sense of fear.

How can he be so strong? It shouldn’t be possible. The last time we fought, he didn’t seem to have created an eternal ultimate technique. How could he suddenly pioneer a Dao? Did I misjudge him previously? Or has he only created an eternal ultimate technique, yet can unleash fifth-stage Overlord power? Saint Hong Yun’s thoughts raced in confusion.

The relentless flashes of blade rays jolted her back to reality, her heart pounding. If this battle continued on its current trajectory, the outcome would be disastrous.

Whoosh! Wave after wave of blade rays erupted from Wu Yuan’s saber.

Wu Yuan felt utterly exhilarated. As he fought the two Eternals with every ounce of his strength, his killing intent soaring skyward, he found himself perfectly in tune with his ultimate technique. Previous insights cascaded through his mind, his saber technique continually evolving, pushing toward an even higher level.

How invigorating! Joy surged through Wu Yuan’s heart.

Meanwhile, Saint Hong Yun and Saint Da Yang grew increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed, a sense of powerlessness creeping into their bones.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t block Devil Emperor Xia’s attacks. Rather, as the fight continued, they sensed his saber technique growing sharper and more ferocious with each passing moment. Its power rose continuously, inexorably.

What manner of monster had they encountered?

“I see now,” Saint Da Yang realized. “He must have just pioneered his own Dao. Without suitable opponents until now, this is a period of rapid advancement for him.”

“Such a heaven-defying sempiternal being? Even Yan He might not be his equal.”

“Too strong.” Saint Da Yang and Saint Hong Yun exchanged a knowing glance. They had reached the same conclusion.

Boom! Boom! They collided with Wu Yuan one final time. As blade rays clashed and shock waves rippled outward, the two Eternals used the momentum to propel themselves away.

They were fleeing!

“Devil Emperor Xia, you are indeed formidable, completely comparable to the legendary Heavenly Imperator and Emperor Yan Tuo in their youth,” Saint Da Yang’s voice thundered. “We are no match for you in this battle. Farewell.”

His declaration echoed throughout spacetime.

Whoosh! Whoosh! The speed of the two Eternals skyrocketed as they sought to shake off Devil Emperor Xia.

“What?”

“Two Eternals admitting they’re no match for Devil Emperor Xia?”

“They’re… they’re fleeing just like that?”

The assembled Devil Emperors watched in stunned disbelief, eyes wide. None had expected the Eternals to retreat after such a brief confrontation. Clearly, neither had any intention of fighting to the death.

“It’s not surprising,” observed a knowledgeable peak third-stage Overlord. “Consider the power Devil Emperor Xia has displayed—withstanding Saint Da Yang’s attacks through physical defense alone, overwhelming two powerhouses with his offensive might, and maintaining his vital aura without diminishment throughout the extended battle. Having comprehended the Great Dao of Creation, his vital ether recovery is extremely rapid How could they continue fighting?”

The gathered Devil Emperors listened intently, their amazement growing. Formidable attack, impenetrable defense, and rapid vital ether recovery—this combination was virtually flawless. Confronting such a powerhouse would induce despair in any opponent.

“With the Eternals retreating, does Devil Emperor Xia have a chance to kill them?” one Devil Emperor asked.

“He has the upper hand and can wound them, so there’s hope,” some ventured.

“Stop daydreaming. The chances of killing an Eternal are exceedingly slim.”

“If it were just one Eternal, Devil Emperor Xia might succeed. But against two who can take turns to cover each other, he’ll hardly find another opportunity.” Other Devil Emperors poured cold water on the idea.

The others nodded, their initial excitement cooling.

Indeed, slaying an Eternal remained incredibly difficult, even for someone as powerful as Devil Emperor Xia.

Most Devil Emperors believed the battle was concluding, with Devil Emperor Xia claiming victory without a kill.

Some felt a twinge of disappointment. Though Devil Emperor Xia had demonstrated immense power, without slaying an Eternal, his feat couldn’t be called truly legendary.

The fifth-stage Overlord designation had never been precisely defined in terms of combat ability—it remained a somewhat nebulous concept.

Certainly, Devil Emperor Xia’s combat prowess matched or nearly matched the extremely rare legendary figures born throughout heaven and earth’s samsara cycles.

But without slaying an Eternal, he couldn’t truly be called a fifth-stage Overlord. Only those who had killed Eternals earned that distinction.

“Look there! Devil Emperor Xia is pursuing them!” a Devil Emperor suddenly cried, pointing into the distance.

“So what if he’s pursuing? He’s just unwilling to concede.”

“If he can’t kill them, he simply can’t kill them!”

…

In the vast void, the two Eternals fled frantically while Wu Yuan gave chase.

Whoosh! Fierce winds howled as spacetime shattered beneath Wu Yuan’s saber. His speed broke one limit after another, rapidly climbing until he reached fifty thousand times the speed of light.

Blade rays erupted in waves, slicing through the heavens toward Saint Hong Yun and Saint Da Yang, forcing them to halt their retreat and defend.

“Devil Emperor Xia!” Saint Da Yang’s form towered a million li high, wreathed in endless black light, his aura eternal and indestructible. Gnashing his teeth, he roared, “I’ve already given you face by admitting I’m no match for you. Why must you persist in this pursuit?”

“Devil Emperor Xia, if I were alone, you might indeed slay me. But Saint Da Yang fights alongside me,” Saint Hong Yun’s voice cut cold and clear through the void, carrying boundless fury.

The wounds on her face had healed, but a scar remained—not because she didn’t wish to recover fully, but because Wu Yuan’s slash contained his Dao Intent. It was a Great Dao wound that would take considerable time to erase completely. The humiliation burned deep.

“Admitting you’re not my equal means you can leave?” Wu Yuan’s icy voice echoed through the void. His divine eyes gleamed like twin universes, his entire being bathed in radiant light. “Years ago, True Saint Ji Guang hunted me mercilessly, forcing me to flee to the Sector River at Sector 11.

“Even in hiding, you wouldn’t leave me be, instead dispatching Eternals to kill me.

“You pursued me relentlessly, seeking to exterminate me and seize my treasures. And now, with a mere admission that you’re no match for me, you think to leave unscathed?” Wu Yuan’s voice carried endless killing intent, so intense it made many Devil Emperors shudder.

Such murderous resolve! Such unwavering conviction!

“I said it before!” Wu Yuan’s voice shook heaven and earth, divine light blazing from his eyes, his battle spirit soaring: “Today I will kill you all. None shall escape.”

Rumble! Wu Yuan’s towering eight-million-li form suddenly expanded, growing even more majestic.

Nine million li!!!

The growth from eight to nine million li seemed minor, but within Wu Yuan’s body, it triggered an earth-shattering transformation. His musculoskeletal system, flesh, bones—everything evolved frantically. An ancient, dominating aura radiated outward.

In that moment, not only did the distant Devil Emperors tremble, but even the two nearby Eternals shivered instinctively.

They could scarcely believe it. That they—mighty Eternals—could experience such foreboding? This meant the invisible guidance of destiny had revealed an insurmountable gap in strength between them and Devil Emperor Xia.

“Die!” Wu Yuan’s voice chilled the void as he swung his battle saber once more!

“Flee!”

“Quick, run!” Saint Da Yang and Saint Hong Yun fled in panic, desperate to escape Wu Yuan’s reach.

But this time, though saber and technique remained the same, the power unleashed was vastly different.

Whoosh! As the blade ray sliced through heaven and earth, spacetime darkened and became unpredictable. The world shifted into an otherworldly state, as if spacetime itself had been completely isolated.

In this realm, there existed only Wu Yuan and this magnificent, overwhelming blade ray that transcended all else.

No matter how the two Eternals tried to flee, they couldn’t escape the pursuit of this saber strike.

To the watching Devil Emperors, Wu Yuan’s figure seemed to grow exceptionally tall and majestic, as if he were the sole existence in the vast expanse of spacetime.

Has Devil Emperor Xia transcended the river of space and time? Devil Emperor Jian Long stared in bewilderment, fascination gleaming in his eyes. What saber technique is this?

The other Devil Emperors stood equally stunned, unable to comprehend the scene unfolding before them.

This strike carried not merely the profundities of the Dao, but power so absolute it transcended the constraints of heaven and earth itself.

Many Devil Emperors felt that even a fraction of this strike would instantly annihilate them.

“This?”

“This strike?” The True Saints observing from the distant Outer Region of the cosmic sea also witnessed Wu Yuan’s outburst

Some couldn’t comprehend what they saw, while others who noted the majesty of Wu Yuan’s true form—nine million li tall—fell into contemplative silence.

Silently, the saber sliced through the void, sending Saint Da Yang flying. Though he attempted to block with his fists, his vital aura visibly diminished.

Shhhk~ The remnant power of the blade ray fell upon Saint Hong Yun, similarly hurling her backward and knocking the divine sword from her grasp.

The gap in strength had clearly reached a shocking level.

One strike, and I’m wounded? Saint Da Yang trembled.

It’s over. His strength! Devil Emperor Xia! Saint Hong Yun shuddered even more. Has he truly come to rival the Heavenly Imperator and Great Emperor Yan Tuo in their early days?

She had never witnessed the Heavenly Imperator. But she had seen Great Emperor Yan Tuo, a figure of peerless brilliance who shook the infinite cosmic sea. He too had been invincible among sempiternal beings in his youth, unrivaled for an entire samsara cycle.

Now, facing Devil Emperor Xia, Saint Hong Yun saw in him the shadow of Great Emperor Yan Tuo in some inexplicable way.

…

“The Abyss will finally produce a legendary powerhouse.”

“Invincible!”

“A sempiternal being invincible throughout an entire samsara cycle has appeared once more.” Thoughts raced through the minds of the True Saints observing from afar.

They sighed in wonder, never expecting to witness such a momentous event.

“Who knows what heights this Devil Emperor Xia will reach in the future.”

“It’s hard to say.” These True Saints marveled at the implications.

For such a figure of unparalleled brilliance, Sainthood seemed destined. As for Dao Zenithel? Great hope existed there too, provided he didn’t perish prematurely.

…

In the void of the Sector River, blade rays crisscrossed heaven and earth, savagely striking at Saint Hong Yun. Though she struggled desperately to defend herself, her vital aura plummeted rapidly. The gap in strength was undeniable; she simply couldn’t withstand Wu Yuan’s assault.

She had been a qi refiner during her sempiternal days. Achieving eternity and forging her Eternal Saint Body had greatly strengthened her vitality. Yet it still couldn’t compare to the powerful constitution of those who achieved eternity through the body refining path.

Wu Yuan had identified this weakness and focused his attacks on her from the beginning.

“No! No!” Saint Hong Yun howled in desperation. Her palms transformed into swords, unleashing fierce techniques. She refused to accept her fate.

Descending into the River of Universes required her true self to take on the task. Death here meant true death.

A dead eternal lifeform hoping to revive? It was extremely, extremely difficult.

As for Saint Da Yang? After taking Wu Yuan’s direct strike and suffering grave wounds, he realized the battle was hopeless. Abandoning Saint Hong Yun, he fled in a mad panic, likely intending to use her as a shield for his escape.

Wu Yuan’s gaze remained ice-cold as he swung his battle saber again and again, blade rays pouring forth relentlessly.

Miniature abysses formed and collapsed around Saint Hong Yun, her aura weakening with each passing moment.

“Devil Emperor Xia, if I die, you won’t escape unscathed!” Saint Hong Yun suddenly let out a piercing shriek. “Let’s all die together! Hahaha!”

As her scream echoed through the void, Wu Yuan’s expression remained coldly resolute, without a trace of fear.

Boom! The explosion resembled a great universe imploding—a terrifying shockwave erupted as the expanse of heaven and earth darkened. An incomparably destructive blast swept outward.

And Wu Yuan stood at the epicenter! Saint Hong Yun had detonated her own Eternal Psyche—the final, desperate attack of an Eternal.

Rumble~ The terrifying shockwaves, imbued with limitless power, instantly surpassed a hundred thousand times the speed of light, then two hundred thousand, even transcending spacetime’s constraints. This was power infused with an Eternal’s final will.

“Not good!”

“Run!” The Devil Emperors observing from the distant void cried out in terror and retreated, but too late.

In an instant, six Devil Emperors who stood too close were struck by the shockwave. Three perished immediately, while three others suffered grave wounds.

Terror gripped the surviving Devil Emperors. As the chaos settled, all eyes—including those of the distant True Saints—turned toward the majestic figure standing at the center of destruction.

Devil Emperor Xia! Towering nine million li tall in his black battle armor, his boundless vital aura had diminished by less than one-tenth.

Whoosh! As he turned, his icy gaze swept across the Devil Emperors scattered throughout the void.

Silence fell.

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