Chapter 1250: The Terror of the Fate Rules

A ball of light that had merged into the Heavenly Dao law-net of the Fate Rules fled in frantic desperation.

Boom!

None of this escaped the immortal gates' pursuit and kill.

The deep-blue Primordial Magnet Heavenly Dao law-net flickered; the annihilation-light blasted out by the immortal gates' banyan-tree orbital cannon descended in an instant, plunging into the Fate Rules law-net, shattering one of the fleeing Fate-lights within it—divine soul ground to powder, flesh and blood to ash, not even a single scrap remaining.

"It's a clone!"

Senior Wanji True Honored One gave a cold snort.

His Void Refinement Rule was the transmission and control of light information; within the army formation he knew at the first instant, and immediately notified the entire army of the target's damage effect.

Hum!

The Sun Star formation node flickered, and the seventh-tier army formation tilted its power here, blessing the Great Sun Flying Sword, pushing its instinctive sensing of Badaxian Sect powerhouses to the absolute extreme.

"Coordinates…"

"Coordinates…"

Jiang Ding's divine soul merged with the collective will of the immortal gates fleet, rapidly calling out a string of coordinate names.

The target was shifting at extreme speed—tens of thousands of kilometers in the blink of an eye—and during its flight it scattered all manner of clone decoys, deploying Unity-Dao level Heaven-Secrets concealment arts, causing tremendous trouble for reconnaissance.

In terms of reconnaissance difficulty, it far exceeded locating the great powers of Brother Brother Xuanwu's Heaven Palace, who were cursed and pinned by the Heavenly Dao covenant.

Fortunately, it still did not exceed the Sun Star's limits—this might be related to the fact that the Unity-Dao Divine Monarch had only just ascended and his strength had not yet reached its peak.

"First-stage acceleration!"

"Second-stage, third-stage acceleration!"

Yuan issued the order.

Boom!

The Taibai Youming Sky-Patrol Arrow, dissolved within the Primordial Magnet Rule Heavenly Dao law-net, had been refueled over these past several decades using recovered arrow-body components; now it repeatedly revealed its form from within the Primordial Magnet Heavenly Dao Rule law-net, erupting in several streaks of dazzling light, and as the staged arrow-body separated, its speed surged again and again.

Soon, the Taibai Youming Sky-Patrol Arrow's speed reached several times that of the Tianji Xiangong great power, and in an instant it appeared behind him; the arrowhead forged from Po Fa Xian Jin shimmered with a dim light, radiating terrifying law-destroying sharpness.

If it were allowed to touch a fragile law-cultivator's flesh, even a Unity-Dao level life would inevitably die!

No other possibility!

"Sigh~"

"Why bother?"

The Tianji Xiangong great power let out a long sigh.

His expression was calm; he burned his essence blood, burned his flesh, his body of flesh and blood transformed into flakes of white ash that drifted away, and the vast star-river-like magic power and divine sense within his body poured into an ancient, mottled knotted-cord treasure before him.

This knotted cord was made of hemp thread, with seven casually tied knots upon it, exceedingly crude.

Faintly, all the cultivators seemed to see the era of humanity's ancestors' tribal times—the first diviner, using tree bark he had found, made it to record

the events that occurred within the tribe, and to record the great matters that occurred in nature—thunder, fires, floods, and the like.

This was not an illusion.

The refining method of the Tianji Xiangong's divination artifact was entirely different from the water-and-fire refining, inscription, and prohibition methods of other Qitaxian Sect; it was refined from Fate and countless histories. It had no enhancing effect on magic power or divine sense; its sole ability was to enhance affinity with Fate, granting greater ability to peek into Fate.

This treasure came from the Upper Realm, and was named the Heaven-Calculating Rope.

At this moment, this treasure received a Unity-Dao Divine Monarch burning his essence blood, burning his flesh, burning his divine soul, pouring in vast magic power, and immediately underwent a terrifying transformation.

With the Tianji Xiangong great power at the center, space, time, and rules all became hazy; star rivers reversed, the myriad things of the mortal world shifted, the evolution of all living beings—scenes like these flickered past one after another.

This… was Fate!

Or rather, it was Fate as seen through the eyes of a cultivator of the Tianji Dao—a corner of the future.

Jiang Ding, borrowing the Sun Star formation node, even saw a scene: in a Mo Sheng De Gao Jie, he saw two sword-lights with yin-yang auras, his face full of wild laughter, frenzied, eyes blood-red, like a super evil archvillain.

This must be the enemy's slander.

"Fate… so that's how it is!"

The Tianji Xiangong great power's act of burning essence blood, divine soul, and flesh suddenly ceased, revealing a charred-black, stark-white-boned body, yet his gaze was one of sudden enlightenment.

His aura was utterly feeble; compared to the Taibai Youming Sky-Patrol Arrow shrieking toward him, he was like a frail infant—the power the two wielded was worlds apart.

Yet his face was utterly calm, as if he had seen the fixed Fate of the future.

The Tianji Xiangong great power took out a counting rod.

This was his Ben Ming Fa treasure, entirely his own Ben Ming Fa treasure; holding the counting rod, he lightly flicked it against the Taibai Youming Sky-Patrol Arrow that was about to touch his fleshly body—just as a scholar reading at night might lift the wick of an oil lamp.

This scene was somewhat laughable.

A counting rod was a thing never famed for sharpness or solidity, and the feeble Unity-Dao Divine Monarch likewise had no power to smash all laws with a single force.

This scene was like a dying person hallucinating.

Ting!

The counting rod pierced into the Taibai Youming Sky-Patrol Arrow.

It was like piercing into tofu—following the trail of an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace to be found; the various prohibitions within, the various sharpnesses, were utterly useless before the counting rod, just as a grandmaster facing a wild martial brute's attack could evade every move with a single leaf, strike into the brute's vital point, and pierce his heart.

Boom!

The Taibai Youming Sky-Patrol Arrow was pierced by this counting rod, and the prohibitions within immediately underwent a terrifying explosion that even the Primordial Magnet Heavenly Dao Rule law-net could not prevent; in the hairsbreadth between, the arrow-body slightly deflected

by a tiny bit, brushing past the Tianji Xiangong great power, and in a crooked, half-out-of-control trajectory, blasted toward somewhere dozens of kilometers away.

"Puh!"

The Tianji Xiangong great power, his whole body charred black and bones stark white, spat out another mouthful of fresh blood.

Even such a slight backlash force could now injure him, dropping the aura on his body by another fraction.

"Friend Yuan, farewell."

The Tianji Xiangong great power cupped his hands slightly toward the immortal gates' hundreds of millions of warships; his body collapsed into a ball of Tianji spiritual light, merging into the Fate Rules and vanishing without a trace.

The Taibai Youming Sky-Patrol Arrow lost control for an instant, and its crooked trajectory returned to normal once more.

It was about to launch an attack on its locked-on enemy, but froze in confusion, hovering in the starry sky without finding any target to strike—the opponent had long since vanished.

The Tianji Xiangong great being had successfully escaped.

Moreover, the injuries he sustained were not as severe as those of the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace great being; at most, within five hundred years he would recover fully, his divine soul thoroughly branded into the Heavenly Dao, gaining the ability of undying, imperishable existence.

A momentary silence fell over the Immortal Sect's hundreds of millions of civilian fleet, morale dipping somewhat.

"Haha!"

"There's no need for that. The Immortal Sect has already defeated two Dao-Union Divine Lords of Taiyi Qingmu Xianzong in succession—an earth-shattering, unprecedented feat. Why press for more?"

Yuan let out a laugh.

"Indeed."

The surrounding Immortal Sect cultivators felt their spirits lifted considerably.

Dao-Union Divine Lords are nothing more than this.

Immediately, everyone cast aside the stray thoughts in their hearts, once again pouring all their divine soul computing power into cultivation and the research and development of Dao-Union tier divine soul structures, with no distractions.

Immortal Dao scientific research—

This is a war even more intense than direct combat!