"Time Patrol, this ability is subtly... a bit similar to Instance Crossing?"
It was as if Instance Crossing was based on Time Patrol, and was a 'fully automated crossing' function created with immense power.
He mused thoughtfully.
However, this did not mean the Time Patrol ability was useless.
He had been annoyed before that the instances he manually searched for were neither satisfying nor worth discarding, but now, as long as he controlled the Time Pavilion, he could enter these temporal nodes without any cost.
Of course, he still had to be extremely careful and always maintain reverence for time.
He planned to try out the instances when he had the time.
Fang You practiced the ability of 'Time Patrol'. This ability could not only be used for long-distance travel but also for short-distance instantaneous combat.
He could briefly leap to the future or rewind a few seconds!
The power of the Time Pavilion descended.
Within the secret realm, another figure of him appeared not far from Fang You, slowly dissipating like an afterimage.
But this was not an afterimage, but a silhouette of time.
By leaping into the past or future, he could evade all fatal killing blows, and also leave behind fatal wounds for the enemy, which would manifest in the real spacetime.
"However, my usage is still very rough."
"If my Time Authority power advances further, I should be able to unleash the power of the past, present, and future in a single strike."
"This is the power of time..."
Fang You seized the time to cultivate.
As the situation stabilized briefly, others also rushed to seize this opportunity to cultivate and grow stronger.
Even the slacking Yin Ling and the lazy Hei Tong could feel the impending crisis.
And having cultivated to this point, every core member of the Hearth had become a seasoned powerhouse. Their beliefs were firm, and they had forged their own paths.
Within the Combat Tower, in a certain VIP room.
"Bigger! Bigger! Bigger!"
A burly, bare-chested strongman roared like thunder. His body continuously grew, becoming tens of thousands of meters tall in an instant, as imposing as a colossal divine soldier reaching the heavens.
But this divine radiance-filled body was still growing.
Twenty thousand meters! Thirty thousand meters! Fifty thousand meters! One hundred thousand meters!
And as it grew, the energy within the colossal figure became increasingly surging.
Not far away, a top-tier energy detector the size of a building emitted a series of beeping alarms.
"Target energy level is continuously rising."
"200%... 360%... 520%... 910%..."
BANG—
The energy detector exploded. The wreckage the size of a building, beneath the giant, was like specks of dust, insignificant.
An invisible pressure emanated from the giant's body, as if flattening mountains.
"Hahahaha, my Furnace Undying Divine Body has finally been achieved!"
Xing Jing Lei casually waved his hand, and endless energy and the power of laws transformed into a palm larger than the world, sweeping forward.
This was the charm of power!
"Crushing with force!"
"As long as my power is strong enough, I don't need any fancy maneuvers. I can... crush everything!"
"Furthermore..."
Xing Jing Lei believed that the true bodies of the unspeakable evil gods were extremely large.
If so, he would confront their immensity with his own.
Big is strong, big is beautiful.
Even if they were evil gods, he, Xing Da Ye, would tear them to shreds!
...
Outside the Strange Realm, in the depths of space.
"Wind, not needed."
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"Time and space are not my path either."
"My path is solely the sword."
"There is nothing that cannot be resolved with one sword; if there is, another sword will suffice."
"Sword, come!"
In the depths of the absolute darkness of space, a brilliant golden sword light appeared, then transformed into a river of swords stretching for tens of thousands of miles, cleaving through space, severing time, and annihilating all filth at the forefront of the sword river.
Far in the distance, several servant gods of the evil gods had not yet understood what had happened before their bodies were swept by the sword river, turning into the smallest particles.
...
In another place in the depths of space.
Hitina, alone, fell into an ambush and was surrounded by a team of powerful beings from the Red Moon faction. Leading them was a tenth-realm evil god enforcer named Crimson Wing.
"Human, you have reached your end."
Crimson Wing perched on the world barrier, his body forming a pair of endlessly vast and crimson blood-colored giant wings. The spread wings were like membranes, enclosing the world beneath him.
Crimson Wing poked and inhaled, and the world below shriveled.
Within the barrier, countless disasters erupted in an instant, sweeping across the globe. Hundreds of millions of lives perished in a flash, along with the entire world.
This scene caused the female war god with short golden hair in the distance to lose focus.
BANG—!
Under the tidal wave of laws, she was sent flying backward from afar, golden divine blood scattering, blooming like flowers under the vast starry sky.
Hitina's nearly crimson-level battle armor was also somewhat damaged, with cracks revealing law-inflicted wounds that seeped into her skin, affecting her limbs, internal organs, and soul.
Her aura began to become chaotic, and her strength was greatly diminished.
But her eyes still blazed, her fighting spirit undiminished, even increasing, causing Crimson Wing to feel a chill.
"What is with this human?"
"Is this a human from the Hearth!"
On this human high-ranking being, he, a tenth-realm root existence, felt a madness and obsession that even he, an evil god enforcer, found astonishing.
Her combat power was also quite terrifying.
He, Crimson Wing, was a dignified tenth-realm root existence, and he had brought several subordinates. Yet, the subordinates he brought had already perished by three, and one of his blood wings had been wounded.
"Such a human must not be allowed to live."
He stared, spreading his blood wings that obscured the sky, and pressed down.
Crimson and gold collided incessantly in the depths of space, their positions shifting continuously, crushing countless celestial bodies, obliterating space itself, and plunging the entire starfield into darkness.
Finally, the stubborn golden radiance dimmed, flickering like a candle in the wind, until it was extinguished.
Seeing this, the heart that Crimson Wing had been holding finally relaxed.
He, a dignified tenth-realm root, had dealt with a high-ranking being so cautiously; it was somewhat unseemly, somewhat embarrassing, but he felt proud to have killed this high-ranking being.
"If this human high-ranking being had been determined to escape, I fear it would have been difficult to keep her." Her vitality was too tenacious.
Crimson Wing had felt he could kill her several times, only for her to endure.
Fortunately, no accidents occurred.
Fortunately, this was the depths of space.
Fortunately, this human was stubborn and insane.
Crimson Wing waved down the menacing crimson flames again, burning the bones of this human high-ranking being to ashes, leaving no trace of her true spirit, only then did he completely relax.
But in the area that was left as void and shattered space, a milky white flower, formed from flames, suddenly appeared.
But why was there a flower?
A trace of ominous premonition arose in Crimson Wing's mind when the milky white flower erupted with light, spreading for thousands of miles, forming a white ocean in the depths of space.
At the end of the white flame ocean, at the initial blooming place of the Nirvana Flower, a vague figure appeared in the fire.
Golden short hair, delicate figure, heroic face.
All injuries were gone, her body had been restored to its most perfect state, and had even advanced further, her flawless skin shimmering with divine light.
Hitina's eyes suddenly opened.
A treasure armor emerged from the depths of her soul, covering her body. Her greatsword, which she was adept at using, also appeared, held in her hand.
The next moment, her lips parted, and as if鲸吞 (whales swallowing), she absorbed the Nirvana flames that swept across the vast expanse of space into her abdomen.
Golden flames ignited.
Her eyes, full of fighting spirit, stared at the sky-obscuring blood wings, "Compared to others, my base combat power is still weak, and I had to undergo Nirvana to realize my potential."
"Now, a worthy opponent, let's begin the second round."
Tangible fighting spirit erupted.
Hitina, holding the Endless Sword, cleaved open the end of the starry sky.
...
Xiao Huan, Qian Mian, Liu Shang, Chi Yan, Yin Yue Lu Xi...
The powerhouses of the Hearth were all making a final push.
Improving their combat systems; excavating the potential of their crimson-level skills; condensing their own authority;
But it wasn't just the Hearth powerhouses who were desperately striving for that sliver of hope.
Red Lotus Empire.
Half-god Hui Gang entered a subordinate secret realm deep within the imperial capital. Here stood towering weapons resembling giant mechs.
"Slaughter Mechs"!
These were forbidden weapons designed and manufactured by them, imitating the Candela god-killing weapons, 'War Golems'.
"Although our empire's ultimate weapon may not be as good as the god-killing weapons, I believe this ultimate weapon, infused with the national strength of our Red Lotus Empire, has the potential to harm unspeakable evil gods."
That was enough.
They did not have the power to change the overall situation, but they, the people of the Red Lotus Empire, were not burdens!
Winterless Empire.
The Ice Empress was also in a secret realm, gazing at a super weapon that had not yet truly taken shape.
"Star of Winterless."
"In conception, this super weapon possesses true god-killing evil god power, even stronger than Candela's sequential god-killing weapons." This was the ambition of their Winterless Empire.
It had been prepared since the era of the previous... previous... previous empress tens of thousands of years ago.
However, the conception was too grand, and they could not create the ideal Star of Winterless.
"But even with a single blow, it will make the evil gods understand that humans are by no means ants."
The Empress murmured.
In the depths of her eyes, like the far north ice plains, were burning flames. Never-ending.
...
The third disaster tide had lasted for more than seven months.
The sky was dark and overcast, gray fog continued to howl, and the curtain at the end of the sky rippled.
Even in the bustling Burning Fire City, there was a sense of oppression. Some people ascended to high places, gazing at the lingering gloom, their faces etched with worry.
In the inner city, a heavily guarded building accessible only to Hearth personnel and a few with entry permits, Yue Zhu slowly walked out from the entrance.
She concealed her existence with light, and even standing in the middle of the road would not draw anyone's attention. Vehicles even drove through her.
She paid no mind, simply gazing blankly at the not-so-bright sky, lost in thought.
"The contamination within me is actually dissipating rapidly like flowing water? This is real."
She turned back and looked at the building called the sanatorium.
No matter how she looked at it, no matter how she scanned it with her divine sense, this building appeared very ordinary.
Truly unremarkable!
But this building seemed to possess magical power. By staying inside, the difficult-to-remove contamination within her was receding on its own, and her injuries were also healing at a very fast rate.
After more than a month, more than half of the contamination within her had dissipated, and her injuries were almost fully healed.
She could now exert her full power without any restrictions.
And throughout this process, she hadn't even used any precious treasures.
Yue Zhu fell into deep thought.
Yue Zhu's contemplation failed.
The technological means possessed by the Hearth had once again refreshed her worldview.
On the surface, her strength had only recovered a bit faster, but in reality, her injuries would have taken at least decades or centuries to heal, slowly wearing away the influence of the evil gods.
And this was even with the expenditure of a large number of treasures.
Now, it had only taken a little over a month.
Thinking of how casually she had almost refused the invitation of that mentor not long ago, Yue Zhu's old face flushed faintly.
This Hearth was indeed miraculous.
No wonder her sister was so devotedly staying here.
A thought of not fleeing the Strange Realm and staying here to gamble for a chance at survival even began to form in her mind.
... Just kidding.
Yue Zhu absolutely did not want to encounter evil gods again, but using the Hearth's sanatorium to recover her injuries was very necessary. Only by fully recovering her injuries could she have a greater chance of survival outside the universe.
"Not just me, but also Great Sun Divine Venerable and Lord of Stars."
She hoped her two dear friends could also fully recover.
However,
That mentor treated her injury for free, perhaps in return for her previous matchmaking, or perhaps it was out of consideration for Yin Yue Lu Xi. It did not mean that Great Sun Divine Venerable and Lord of Stars could also enjoy the sanatorium services of the Hearth if they came.
After all, such a method capable of healing the wounds of evil gods must incur immense costs.
Yue Zhu strongly suspected that this sanatorium was merely a facade. The ordinary appearance of the building was clear proof, and there were very few Hearth powerhouses recuperating here.
No, there were none at all.
There were no Hearth personnel above the mythical realm recuperating in the sanatorium. This was indeed not a sacred place for recovery!
Her recovery must have been due to the mysterious means of that mentor.
But this way, how could she open her mouth to ask?
Through Yin Yue Lu Xi? No, if she did that, she would have even less chance of taking her sister away.
If she paid a price... what kind of price could move that mentor?
As Yue Zhu pondered, her eyes suddenly sharpened.
Her gaze pierced through streets and alleys, past countless figures, and fixed on a few figures about a hundred miles away, like travelers.
Yue Zhu, a top-tier existence in the Strange Realm, also looked solemn.
"Leader of Paradise, Lord of the Nine Seas."
This was a top-tier existence who controlled the authority of the ocean, not inferior to her.
Had people from Paradise infiltrated Burning Fire City again?
What were they here for?
Unfriendly intentions? Another scheme?
In the past, what happened in Burning Fire City was none of her business.
But after experiencing the Oasis City Wall and the sanatorium, Yue Zhu felt that this matter was related to her, and very much so.
If nothing else, informing the Hearth of this matter would at least allow her to repay that mentor with... half a favor?