Chapter 1563: You’re Quite Impressive

Chapter 1563: Chapter 1563: You’re Quite Impressive

Yang Yan only needed a single glance to know full well that no matter what he did, he could not block that finger with his own strength.

At this very moment, the World Tree drew that ball of light into its body, and the woman in the coffin opened her eyes.

Before Yang Yan could react, the woman turned into a mass of light and merged into one with him.

Boom—

Yang Yan felt as if the Three Thousand Great Dao were manifesting before him, seemingly within arm’s reach.

In a completely unconscious state, he appeared to casually thrust out the World-Ending Demon Spear in his hand.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! ⅇ

A full hundred strands of Power of Rules surfaced upon it, dyeing the World-Ending Demon Spear into a five-colored radiance.

At this moment, that Demon God phantom seemed to transform into an Immortal Emperor, controlling a hundred Rules, condensing them into a brand-new Demon Spear.

No!

Or, to be more precise, it should be called a Divine Spear.

This spear, like a sharp blade that cleaves apart Rules, collided with that second finger in an instant.

The destructive ripples were immediately devoured by the spear shadow, turning into an even more colossal spear shadow that fell toward Xuanxiao’s figure.

Xuanxiao’s smile froze, replaced by horrified shock.

On that spear shadow, he sensed danger—an unprecedented sense of peril.

In his panic, Xuanxiao hurriedly sent out his third and fourth fingers in succession.

"Sever Heaven, sunder Earth, let all worlds sink into ruin!"

The two fingers, radiating Space Rules and Curse Rule, abruptly merged into a still greater finger that descended toward that spear shadow.

With this strike, the space Xuanyuan had laid down completely collapsed.

With this strike, phantoms of slaughtering beings and God and Demon rampaging appeared.

With this strike, the destructive ripples spread into the starry sky, severing space and overturning time, turning a distant swathe of Star Realm into ruins.

Xuanxiao’s form grew illusory, and all the Arrays Yang Yan had laid down for himself shattered into nothing.

Yang Yan’s body became mangled, fresh blood ceaselessly flowing.

Every drop of that blood fell into the Void, onto the stars, piercing the Void and shattering the stars.

A fluctuation of the Time Rule surged around Yang Yan, and that heavily wounded body became whole in an instant.

Yet Yang Yan’s deathly pale face proved he was far from at ease.

At this moment Yang Yan was sensing the myriad transformations of the Three Thousand Great Dao; he had only displayed a portion of his gains just now, yet it already possessed such might—truly breathtaking.

For a brief moment, Yang Yan felt the hope of victory.

Yang Yan no longer held anything back, fusing all the changes he had comprehended into the World-Ending Demon Spear.

In that instant, strand after strand of Rule patterns surfaced upon the World-Ending Demon Spear, and its towering aura reverberated through the starry sky.

Xuanyuan and the others’ expressions shifted drastically, and they hurriedly urged their Immortal Dao Laws, isolating everyone into another patch of starry sky.

At the same time, Xuanxiao also released his final finger: "This finger is what I have most recently comprehended. If you can withstand it, you are enough to be proud!"

"Be careful! This strike is what I gained from observing the changes of the cosmos. Its name is Epoch Interment."

This finger was suffused with the Rule of Cause and Effect, its tip flashing with a scarlet, bewitching radiance, while strands of causal phantom lines coiled around Yang Yan’s body.

It was as if, in the unseen, it had already been decreed that Yang Yan could not block this finger, and the scene of his fall appeared within the Void...

Is my fate truly to end here?!

Yang Yan’s face was expressionless, his entire being like a god overlooking heaven and earth and all living beings, his whole body exuding an indifferent, ruthless aura.

Yang Yan lightly swept the long spear in his hand, and the Three Thousand Great Dao condensed into a single spear radiance.

Worlds rose and sank upon it, as though this spear had stirred the grand momentum of heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Dao manifested, and the vision of all beings prostrating themselves appeared between heaven and earth.

This spear moved, colliding with that scarlet finger.

Xuanxiao’s expression changed abruptly, a flash of fear flickering in his eyes.

Within this spear he felt a mortal crisis.

It was as if the Power of Destruction contained within this spear could take effect upon his body, wiping him out in an instant.

At the point where the two attacks met, shadow after shadow of worlds shattered.

That stretch of starry sky was completely blasted apart.

Black World-Ending Thunder was born from the void and descended toward the stars.

Heaven and earth wept for it.

That tract of space which had been beaten into nothingness began to bleed scarlet blood.

This strike seemed to have wounded the world’s Origin, and countless bolts of thunder streaked toward Yang Yan and Xuanxiao both.

In that void region, Yang Yan’s spear radiance shattered that scarlet finger into fragments, and at the same time broke through the countless bolts of thunder flying toward him.

This matchless spear radiance, wrapped in World-Ending Thunder, charged toward Xuanxiao.

Xuanxiao’s figure retreated sharply as he layered defenses around himself.

He sensed that there existed a Cause and Effect Origin upon this long spear.

It could trace back to the source, from the soul back to the true body, wounding him grievously, and perhaps... causing him to fall.

Xuanxiao’s face twisted with unwillingness, and then the giant hand in the sky, which had lost its fingers, suddenly met that thunderous spear radiance head-on.

Just as the two were about to collide, a trace of heartache flashed through Xuanxiao’s eyes.

Rumble—

The handprint exploded in an instant.

Exploding along with it was that thunderous spear radiance.

Xuanxiao’s gaze sank, and he only felt a stabbing pain in his heart.

He knew well that that handprint was the cornerstone forming those five fingers.

Moreover, that handprint was not something that could be condensed at will.

Contained within it was a wisp of his own Power of Origin.

Otherwise, relying solely on this puppet body at the peak of the Saint Realm, how could he possibly unleash an attack on par with the mid-stage True Immortal?!

Just as Xuanxiao was about to breathe a sigh of relief and repair this puppet body of his, the World-Ending Demon Spear in Yang Yan’s hand somehow slipped past his Divine Sense and appeared before him without the slightest warning.

This Demon Soldier contained a wisp of his Power of Origin; the Cause and Effect Origin would never stop unless it tasted blood.

Xuanxiao’s expression changed again and again.

His puppet body had cast Great Divine Techniques multiple times, and at this moment the Immortal Power within it was already on the verge of exhaustion.

Horrified, Xuanxiao hastily pulled his Immortal Sense out from the puppet, tore open space, and fled toward the place where the Outer World passage lay.

At the same time, he fully activated the Profound Yellow Tower’s power, forming a halo like solid light that sheltered him.

Sadly, the World-Ending Demon Spear pressed forward with unstoppable force and slammed viciously into the Profound Yellow Tower.

Crack—

With an explosive sound, a fine crack opened upon the Profound Yellow Tower.

Xuanxiao’s face turned ashen, cold light flashing in his eyes, and he immediately used the Space Rules to seize a cultivator from the battlefield and throw him in front of himself.

That cultivator did not withstand even a single breath before turning into a cloud of blood mist, body and soul annihilated, erased entirely from this world.

Under the Profound Yellow Tower’s resistance, the World-Ending Demon Spear finally exhausted its power and came to a halt.

Only then did Xuanxiao let out a breath.

His gaze flickered darkly as he stared at Yang Yan, who stood upon the battlefield like a tall, unyielding pine, and he said in a low voice:

"Yang Yan, you are very good, very good indeed! Sadly, when you come to the Outer World passage in the future, you will not have such good fortune again."

After saying this, Xuanxiao turned his head to give Xuanyuan a glance, then turned away and left without another word.

Seeing Xuanxiao depart, Yang Yan finally exhaled in relief.

For after unleashing that strike, Yang Yan was no longer capable of delivering a second attack.

If Xuanxiao had launched another offensive, he would not have had the slightest confidence in opposing him.