Chapter 321: Going Against Xie Luo of The Four Spatial Calamities, Testing Might of Dao Fruit! (2)

Chapter 321: Chapter 320: Going Against Xie Luo of The Four Spatial Calamities, Testing Might of Dao Fruit! (2)

Lin Yuan finally looked at him.

“Thunder can destroy a connection. Rain can reveal how it flows. Three Rebirths allows me to follow the change from one state to another.”

He slowly closed his fingers.

“Your domain is not difficult to understand. It is simply complicated enough that most people cannot perceive its structure before they are killed.”

The faint smile on his face disappeared.

“Unfortunately for you, I can.”

His fingers tightened.

The golden-purple spark appeared again.

This time, it struck three separate connections in rapid succession.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

The Spatial Fracture Domain shuddered violently.

Xie Luo’s face turned pale.

He immediately released more spatial energy, attempting to reinforce the damaged connections. His fingers moved rapidly, and the fragments around Lin Yuan shifted in a desperate attempt to isolate him.

But the moment the coordinates changed, Lin Yuan’s perception changed with them.

The Dao Fruit within his body rotated.

Thunder, Rain, and Three Rebirths circulated in harmony.

He could not control every spatial coordinate in the domain, nor could he claim authority over the entire principle of space. His Dao Fruit had not reached that level.

But he did not need to.

He only needed to understand the weakness of the technique in front of him.

Lin Yuan stepped forward.

The ground beneath his feet changed from one spatial fragment to another.

Xie Luo immediately attempted to move him into a distant region, but the silver-blue rain had already traced the connection.

Lin Yuan’s foot landed on the next fragment.

Then another.

He walked through the domain as though he were crossing a familiar courtyard.

Xie Luo stared at him in disbelief.

“Impossible!”

He raised both hands.

The entire domain collapsed inward.

Hundreds of spatial fragments rushed toward Lin Yuan, each one carrying a different direction of force. Some attempted to crush his body, while others tried to separate his limbs from his torso by forcing different parts of him into different coordinates.

It was a technique designed to kill even powerful cultivators who possessed strong bodies.

If Lin Yuan relied solely on his physical strength, he would have to withstand the combined pressure of countless spatial distortions.

Instead, he raised his hand.

A faint rain cloud appeared above him.

The cloud was small, barely larger than a courtyard, but the moment it manifested, the surrounding spiritual Qi began to circulate in a different pattern.

Silver-blue droplets descended.

Each droplet carried a faint trace of Thunder and Three Rebirths.

When the rain touched the spatial fragments, the connections between them became visible to Lin Yuan’s perception.

He could now distinguish the fragments that were moving toward him from those that were merely reflections.

He could identify the coordinates that contained genuine destructive force and separate them from those intended to confuse his senses.

The domain had not become weaker.

Lin Yuan had simply become better at understanding it.

He stepped forward again.

A spatial fragment shattered beside his shoulder, releasing a violent burst of energy. Another passed beneath his feet, attempting to pull him into an endless loop.

Neither succeeded.

The rain continued to fall.

The golden-purple sparks moved through the droplets, striking the most unstable connections with precise timing.

And the principle of Three Rebirths allowed Lin Yuan to follow the changes in those connections, ensuring that the destruction of one fragment did not become a source of confusion for him.

Xie Luo’s breathing grew heavier.

He had never encountered an opponent who could dismantle his domain so quickly.

Even powerful Void Refinement cultivators would usually require time to understand the structure of his technique. Most would attempt to overwhelm it through brute force, only to discover that every attack created new opportunities for him to rearrange the space around them.

Lin Yuan was doing neither.

He was not overpowering the domain.

He was reading it.

Worse, every time Xie Luo altered the structure, Lin Yuan’s comprehension adapted.

The Demon King’s confidence began to crumble.

He had come here believing that his spatial techniques would allow him to seize the initiative and kill Lin Yuan before the cultivator could fully display his strength.

Instead, he had given Lin Yuan an opportunity to study his most powerful ability.

A cold light flashed in Xie Luo’s eyes.

If the domain could not kill Lin Yuan through spatial distortion, then he would use a more direct method.

He clenched his right hand.

The remaining spatial fragments converged toward a single point, forming a narrow black blade.

The blade was not made from metal.

It was a compressed spatial fissure, its edges capable of cutting through the relationship between matter and the space it occupied.

Xie Luo had spent thousands of years refining this technique.

He had once used it to sever the body of a Void Refinement expert before the opponent could complete a defensive technique.

Even if Lin Yuan understood the structure of the domain, he would still need to avoid the blade itself.

Xie Luo raised his arm.

“Die!”

The black blade vanished.

It did not travel through the space between them.

Instead, it appeared directly before Lin Yuan’s chest.

At the same moment, another blade emerged behind him, while a third materialized above his head.

The three attacks arrived from different spatial coordinates, leaving almost no room to evade.

Bai Qingyue’s expression changed.

“Yuan!”

Ku Ming’s golden eyes flashed.

He moved to intervene, but Lin Yuan had already raised his hand.

His Dao Fruit rotated.

The rain stopped.

For a fraction of a breath, the entire domain became silent.

Then Lin Yuan’s golden-purple eyes flashed.

A thin line of thunder appeared before his chest.

The first black blade struck it.

Boom!

The impact produced a violent explosion, and the surrounding spatial fragments shattered into countless pieces.

The second blade emerged behind Lin Yuan.

He turned slightly.

A silver-blue thread of rain wrapped around the blade, altering its direction by a fraction.

That fraction was enough.

The blade passed beside his shoulder.

The third blade descended from above.

Lin Yuan raised his left hand.

A faint crimson, black, and white light appeared between his fingers.

For an instant, the blade seemed to hesitate.

It was not truly conscious, nor had Lin Yuan gained complete authority over the principle of time. Rather, the principle of Three Rebirths allowed him to perceive the sequence through which the attack had been established and released.

He caught the faint relationship between the blade’s current position and the spatial coordinate from which it had emerged.

Then he shifted his hand, and the blade struck empty air, causing Xie Luo’s eyes to widened.