Chapter 971 - 331: The Eighth Battle

Shang Jianyue’s Divine Domain is just like His Great Dao.

With a low shout from Him, the virtual and dreamlike light and shadows began to spread outward with His body as the center.

When these light and shadows touched physical objects, such as the walls of the [Battle of the Gods], the walls also began to become illusory.

"Even though I’m aware of your methods, seeing them for the first time still feels astonishing."

Atum watched quietly, observing Shang Jianyue unfold the Virtual Domain.

"Humans are truly strong."

"A small god can influence an Antique Artifact that contains the rules of the River of Eternal Darkness through cunning means."

"Given time, there might just be a place for you among the Creator Gods."

Atum generously praised.

But this was clearly pointless talk.

There’s no need to wait; Yao Black is about to bring the end and start the era of destruction now.

There is simply no more time for the Human Race to develop further.

To this, Shang Jianyue responded with a cold snort.

The illusory light had spread to Atum’s feet by then; He did not dodge, stepping into it.

Immediately, Atum’s figure also became illusory, and after a brief blur, the arena before His eyes became clear again.

Above His head appeared a string of numbers and information.

Atum (Creator God, lv999)

He also saw the information above Shang Jianyue’s head:

Shang Jianyue (God, lv100)

"Virtual Datafication..." Atum withdrew His gaze, His evaluation ending there.

Then, He moved.

Atum took a step, and His figure suddenly blurred, leaving a long afterimage.

Although His combat power is relatively weak among the Radiant Black Creator Gods, thanks to His powerful omniscient ability, dealing with a small god is child’s play.

Seeing Atum’s movement, Shang Jianyue’s first reaction was to evade.

But as He just began to dodge to the right, Atum’s fist happened to swing out right at Shang Jianyue’s landing point.

No escape.

Feeling the terrifying wind from the fist, the illusory light in Shang Jianyue’s eyes reappeared.

"Reduce enemy’s strength, speed, health points, and values to the lowest."

"Increase our defense, health points, and values to the highest!"

In Shang Jianyue’s eyes, the long string of "values" originally belonging to Atum dropped to the lowest digits at a visible speed.

While His own "values" turned into a long string of "9s".

"It’s useless."

"Numbers are merely virtual things, neither one nor infinite is defined by you."

"In the face of absolute strength, 1 can exert the force of countless 9s."

As Atum finished speaking, His fist struck Shang Jianyue, wiping His health bar clean despite having only "1 point" of attack power!

No, not completely clean.

Shang Jianyue’s virtual health bar left only 1 point, forced blood lock.

At this moment, Atum suddenly abandoned the chance to follow up with another punch, dodging a hidden attack, and then sidestepping another attack beam.

After consecutively dodging more than a dozen attacks, the prominent red "HP: 1" above His head remained steadfast.

Behind Atum, an azure ghost-like eye watched coldly.

Omniscience means that, even with just a drop of health, full health can still be achieved.

"I know all your attacks and schemes. Your..."

Atum’s words abruptly ceased.

Because in His eyes, Shang Jianyue’s schemes were like asexual reproduction, suddenly multiplying at an astonishing speed in His mind.

"Since you can see, take a good look." Shang Jianyue gazed directly at the Creator God opposite Him.

Atum can be omniscient, but He also needs time to process information.

Shang Jianyue’s current goal is to use countless plans and schemes to overwhelm the opponent’s "processor".

For a moment, Atum was caught off guard by the unexpected operation.

He became momentarily dazed.

But soon, He came back to His senses, chuckling and shaking His head.

"You’re mistaken."

"Your understanding of omniscience is too shallow and one-sided. So-called omniscience is not merely ’seeing’, ’knowing’, but also— ’penetrating’."

"No matter how many purposes your plans have, just find the most real one amongst them, and all your efforts will become futile."

"Let me take a look."

As Atum spoke, He made a gesture like waving away invisible clouds.

Then, He saw the real purpose hidden behind these countless schemes in Shang Jianyue’s mind.

Upon seeing this purpose, He froze.

Then, that void azure eye behind Him exploded at that moment.

Always displaying extreme calm, Atum’s face contorted in pain instantly.

Countless fibrils violently grew on His face, feeling intensely contaminated.

Atum’s own eyes even shed two lines of bloody tears.

He saw what He shouldn’t have.

"Madman." Atum shouted angrily.

"You injected the Great Dao rules of the River of Eternal Darkness into your sea of consciousness; you’re insane!"

Watching this scene, the smile on Shang Jianyue’s face grew deeper.

He knew, He had guessed right.

Atum’s omniscience requires the opponent to be before Him, under His gaze, to obtain information.

Though brief, it still requires time.

The realm of both sides is also a factor.

When the information flow needing processing becomes huge, the true purpose mixed within can be temporarily hidden.

This is a strategy of setting bait to catch prey, arousing Atum’s desire for the truth.

And Shang Jianyue never intended to truly hide information.

His real plan was to turn this "information" into a weapon, a sharp blade piercing Atum’s eyes!

"Like to watch, then take a good look."

Shang Jianyue’s body started dissolving.

The River of Eternal Darkness was devouring Him, but it required time.

Before the devouring is complete, Atum will be held in this arena.

Shang Jianyue hadn’t forgotten His original intention.

Upon deciding to enter this arena, life and death were no longer important.

His consciousness was about to sink into the River of Eternal Darkness, He turned His head, lifeless eyes looking back.

There lay the direction of the human spectators.

He grinned, asking with a smile:

"Wei Qing, do you think my punch to the Creator God’s face hurt?"

...

Human grandstand.

All those watching this scene were silent.

Shang Jianyue could not possibly be a match for the Creator God, with no chance for a comeback.

Yet He not only successfully delayed time but also counterattacked Atum, creatively completing His plan.

Fifteen minutes.

The River of Eternal Darkness took fifteen minutes to fully consume Shang Jianyue.

The seventh battle, Yao Black, Atum wins.

By this time, Wei Qing had already stood from His position, walking directly toward the new arena’s Teleportation Gate.

"It’s my turn." He rotated His neck, His tone calm and unreadable.

"Senior brother." From behind, Han Zhan called to Him.

Wei Qing paused.

"Goodbye."

Wei Qing nodded slightly, not turning back, continuing forward.

"Goodbye."