“Leave?”
The Lord of Yin Yang chuckled defiantly, “Leave for where?”
Boom.
Yin and Yang converged, attempting to intercept the figure of the Lord of Light.
However, with a gentle wave, the Lord of Light easily repelled the Lord of Yin Yang.
“You are no match for me.”
The Lord of Light smiled, “Cherish your life while you have it. You cannot stop me…”
Hum.
Brilliant light cascaded down, and his figure began to dissipate.
Even the converging Yin and Yang could not prevent his departure.
Chii.
At the crucial moment, a dazzling divine light erupted.
The Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi shot forth, instantly piercing the physical body of the Lord of Light.
“Useless.”
The Lord of Light’s expression remained calm.
He glanced at the Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi with interest and said softly, “When I return next time, this sword will be mine…”
With that, his body began to scatter.
“Go to hell.”
Boom.
A seemingly ordinary palm strike descended.
“What is this?” The Lord of Yin Yang was momentarily stunned.
She saw it clearly: a piece of wood.
The Lord of Yin Yang’s face darkened. You’re using a piece of wood to strike a ninth-tier being?
The Lord of Light also shook his head, his expression blank, and even gently closed his eyes.
Boom.
However, the moment the staff passed through his body, something seemed to shatter.
The staff stopped.
Swish.
The Lord of Light’s eyes snapped open.
His gaze, filled with horror, fell upon the staff. “What… is this?”
His body was actually impaled out of the dissipating void by the staff.
And he himself had no defense whatsoever.
All his strength was being absorbed by the staff.
Finally, with a ‘bang,’ his body disintegrated.
The Lord of Yin Yang gasped, “A clone? How is that possible?”
“Roar.”
An enraged roar echoed from all directions.
It was the voice of the Lord of Light.
The furious roar reverberated throughout the Tenth Land, “You killed my clone, I remember you. I will return soon.”
Chen Fan and the Lord of Yin Yang looked up simultaneously.
In the depths of the void, a passage seemed to flash across above their heads.
A passage?
Chen Fan suddenly looked at the Lord of Yin Yang, “What’s going on?”
The Lord of Yin Yang’s expression turned solemn, “No wonder it felt so weak. So, for these millions of years, I’ve been fighting a mere clone?”
For the first time, her face showed a look of gravity.
If a clone was this powerful, what about the main body?
“Is the gap between an eighth-tier and a ninth-tier truly this vast?” a hint of unwillingness flashed in Ping Xi’s eyes.
“No.”
Chen Fan, standing nearby, shook his head. “My guess is that even if this is the Lord of Light’s clone, it’s likely his strongest clone, and it shouldn’t be much weaker than the main body.”
The staff gently floated back into his hand.
This time, Chen Fan did not put it away but leaned on it lightly.
The defeat of a ninth-tier clone had not caused any change in the staff.
The Lord of Yin Yang glanced at the staff, a hint of wariness in her eyes.
However, her attention was entirely focused on the Lord of Light, and she then said in a deep voice, “After all these years, I never knew that the one guarding the West was a clone.”
Alas, carelessness.
If she had known it was a clone, she would have attacked while he was still recovering from his injuries.
“Who could have predicted this?”
Chen Fan waved his hand. “I’m curious, where is the main body of the Lord of Light?”
I want to know too… the Lord of Yin Yang rolled her eyes.
There was no answer.
“Sigh.”
Ultimately, the Lord of Yin Yang could only sigh helplessly. “Things are not going to be easy.”
The threat of the Lord of Light would always exist.
As long as he was alive, the threat would persist.
After a long period of contemplation, neither of them could think of a solution.
Finally, the Lord of Yin Yang smiled and said, “Regardless, I must thank you, fellow Daoist. Your many methods truly exceeded my expectations.”
As she spoke, her gaze unconsciously fell upon Chen Fan’s staff.
After a long pause, she asked, “May I ask what this is?”
“I don’t know.” A perfectly standard answer.
Unfortunately, the Lord of Yin Yang mistook it for his unwillingness to disclose.
After some thought, she did not press further.
“The West is vast and now an unclaimed territory. I imagine you’ve already sent people to seize its assets,” the Lord of Yin Yang said softly.
Chen Fan nodded.
There was no need to elaborate; it was something they could all guess.
Ping Xi spoke, “I want ten eighth-tier Great Worlds, intact…”
“Agreed.”
Chen Fan agreed without hesitation.
The battle had reached a temporary conclusion.
Both sides had paid a price.
The matter was far from over; many more challenges awaited them.
The threat of the Lord of Light was too great.
Having received her answer, the Lord of Yin Yang directly roused the weakened Five Elements Thunder Emperor and said, “Go to the West and retrieve ten intact eighth-tier Great Worlds.”
The Five Elements Thunder Emperor was still in a daze and subconsciously asked, “Light… is dead?”
Ping Xi couldn’t be bothered with him and turned to Chen Fan, cupping her fists. “If the Lord of Light returns, there will be signs. Be cautious during this period.”
Neither of them could afford to be harmed.
The West was doomed, and the Lord of Light would return soon.
This period would not be long.
Chen Fan nodded. “Farewell.”
Ping Xi departed immediately.
The Five Elements Thunder Emperor awakened from his confusion, rose, and flew towards the West.
His mind was still a muddle, he had no idea what had happened.
…
The West.
“Kill.”
The Dragon King’s voice was utterly cold.
Overwhelming killing intent churned the entire Western land.
There was no other reason: Long Yu’s Chaos Beasts were all annihilated.
Including the Realm of Life and Death and the Sword Domain… the three factions of powerhouses were surrounded and killed in the West, not a single one remaining.
Even with Chen Fan’s promise of resurrection, he could not suppress the killing intent in his heart.
This was a premeditated ambush.
The West seemed to have anticipated this, eliminating all invaders.
When the Dragon King and the others arrived, they even witnessed the enemy celebrating.
This was tantamount to provoking the Dragon King’s wrath.
Boom.
Behind them, wounded Great Emperor realm Chaos Beasts engaged in a frenzied slaughter.
All Emperor realm powerhouses were annihilated.
These were the Lord of Light’s contingency plans; they could not be allowed to escape.
…
Great Worlds were occupied one by one.
Emperor realm powerhouses were all slain.
These were the spoils of the East, yet no one dared to pocket them for themselves.
Everyone knew that these were the foundation for resurrection.
Life and Death could be resurrected, as could Yin and Yang.
Hum.
Chen Fan arrived.
Apart from the Great Emperors, there was no one else.
Only he remained in the entire Realm of Life and Death, as did the Sword Domain and the Dragon King’s subordinates.
Those who were now contributing were from the forces of the Northern Chaos Demon Butterfly.
“Rise.”
With a lift of Chen Fan’s hand, his voice resounded through the Chaos.
Several nearby worlds were directly seized by him.
Crash.
The River of Life and Death emerged.
The surging river water flowed freely.
“Shatter.”
Chen Fan made his move, directly shattering the worlds.
Roiling energy surged, all injected into the River of Life and Death.
“Hum.”
The spirits, long dispersed across heaven and earth, were awakened.
“Dragon King, Sword Master, Demon Butterfly…”
Chen Fan shouted, “Come and identify the souls.”
He could recognize the auras of the beings from the Realm of Life and Death, but the Chaos Clan and the Sword Domain could not.
If they resurrected the wrong person, it would not only be a waste of energy but also require another slaughter, which would be troublesome.