Chapter 445: The Enmity of Severed Dao, the Chaos Bell Blocks the Killing Calamity

In the void, the Hongmeng purple qi was gradually fading.

Kunpeng’s eyes bulged with rage; ignoring his wounds, he manifested his true form—a massive black kun—opening his colossal mouth to unleash the Law of Consumption, the Northern Abyss Swallowing Heaven technique aimed straight at the purple light.

Su Chen’s gaze was calm, showing not a trace of greed; he stowed the Gui Xu Divine Axe and struck the Chaos Bell with his left hand.

“Dong!”

The Chaos Bell rang again; Xuan Huang qi surged forth, invisible power rippling from the bell’s body, its primordial might colliding directly with Kunpeng’s Law of Consumption. The two forces exploded in the void, causing vast stretches of space to collapse.

The Hongmeng purple qi, inherently sentient, stirred by these two destructive forces, flashed once and vanished deep into the collapsing spatial chaos.

Not a single wisp of its aura remained—it was utterly gone from this void.

Kunpeng’s massive mouth snapped shut, biting only through ten thousand zhang of empty space, swallowing endless fragments of shattered dimensions.

But the Hongmeng purple qi was gone.

Kunpeng’s colossal true form froze midair; black demonic blood slid down his brow, dripping into the basin below, leaving him utterly stunned in the void.

Countless eons of planning, abandoning his avatar, provoking the Heavenly Court, offending powers across the Three Realms.

He had finally found the chance to become a Saint—even touched the threshold.

Just a little more, just a little more!

Kunpeng’s pupils instantly filled with blood; the black Dao patterns on his body twisted wildly, his Dao heart nearly shattered, reason torn apart by ultimate rage.

He turned his head, fixing his gaze fiercely on Su Chen.

“Little thief, you have severed my Dao path!”

Kunpeng’s voice echoed across this fragment of Honghuang; his peak Pre-Saint aura erupted without restraint.

Below, the Honghuang fragment’s land cracked open, mountains toppled, and vast groves of ancient trees turned to dust.

Su Chen said nothing; he formed hand seals, pouring Hunyuan spiritual power into the Chaos Bell, activating its spatial law to forcibly carve a passage through the outer void.

Though interrupting Kunpeng’s refinement had failed to seize the Hongmeng purple qi, Su Chen had already achieved his goal; facing a raving peak Pre-Saint, direct confrontation was meaningless—flight was wiser.

Moreover, Su Chen felt not acquiring the Hongmeng purple qi might be a blessing; had he seized it, he would have drawn endless pursuit from countless great beings across the Three Realms.

“Want to run?!”

Kunpeng let out a shrill screech; his black kun form instantly shifted into a giant peng, wings spreading wide to blot out the entire sky.

His peak Pre-Saint origin surged wildly, spatial law and consumption law intertwining and fusing.

“Heavenly Peng Shatters Void, Annihilates World Sword!”

Kunpeng slashed his wings violently; tens of thousands of black true feathers tore free from his wings.

Each feather entwined with spatial law and consumption law, transforming into blades capable of severing all things.

The rain of blades covered the area where Su Chen stood, slicing the entire heavens and earth into countless fine grids.

Spatial chaos surged along the blade trails, sealing off every escape route for Su Chen.

This was a peak Pre-Saint’s ultimate killing strike; Kunpeng held nothing back—he intended to shred Su Chen’s flesh and primordial spirit into oblivion, annihilating his soul completely.

If Su Chen wished to enter the space passage, he would have to face this storm of blades.

He took a deep breath, abandoning the idea of immediate flight.

Su Chen pushed the Chaos Nine Revolutions to its limit; his 365 acupoints roared in vibration, his spinal dragon emitting a deep, rumbling bellow.

Combining his mid-Pre-Saint physical strength with Hunyuan spiritual power, he clapped his hands against the Chaos Bell, activating its power once more.

“Zhen!”

Su Chen roared.

The Chaos Bell rose, hovering above Su Chen’s head, its body trembling incessantly; images of sun, moon, and stars blazed brilliantly on its surface, the four primordial forces—earth, water, fire, and wind—flowing without pause.

Xuan Huang qi cascaded like a waterfall, completely enveloping Su Chen; the Xuan Huang barrier thickened, forming absolute defense.

The next instant, countless black feathers struck.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The dense impacts merged into a deafening roar.

Each feather striking the Xuan Huang barrier exploded into blinding black light, spatial law and consumption law tearing furiously at the Chaos Bell’s defense.

The bell’s light surged violently; layer after layer of Xuan Huang qi was stripped away, yet new power immediately replenished it.

Su Chen stood firm on the void, his body bearing immense recoil force.

His muscles bulged, chaotic blood qi surging through his body, enduring the pressure with sheer will.

“Break!”

Kunpeng roared, his form turning into a streak of black lightning, charging forward himself; he thrust out his claws, wrapped in black Dao patterns, aiming straight for the Chaos Bell’s core.

Su Chen’s eyes sharpened; he thrust both hands upward with all his might.

“Dong—”

The Chaos Bell emitted its strongest ring since Su Chen had acquired it; a tangible sonic wave, mixed with Xuan Huang qi, swept outward.

Kunpeng’s claws struck the sonic wave; his black Dao patterns shattered inch by inch, and he grunted, his body flung back tens of thousands of zhang.

Su Chen was not unscathed; blood trickled from his lips. Using the recoil, he flew backward, carrying the Chaos Bell with him, blasting straight out of the floating continent into the outer void.

“Kunpeng, I, Su Chen, accept this karmic debt. If you seek revenge, come find me!”

No sooner had Su Chen spoken than he activated the Chaos Bell again, attempting to open a space passage and flee.

He knew he was no match for Kunpeng—only escape remained.

“Su Chen, little thief! You won’t get away!”

Seeing this, Kunpeng roared to the heavens; black demonic energy erupted into a storm, sweeping in all directions to block Su Chen’s escape.

At that moment, the Honghuang fragment continent began to violently tremble.

The Hongmeng purple qi had been the core law of this fragment; now that the purple qi had fled, and with Kunpeng and Su Chen’s unrestrained clash, this continent—enduring for countless eons—finally reached its end.

The land cracked apart piece by piece; the earth veins buried deep beneath the surface, deprived of the Hongmeng purple qi’s suppression, finally collapsed, unleashing torrents of earth vein malevolence from the planet’s depths.

The entire continent’s laws shattered one after another; spatial storms from the outer void poured in.

The wave of destruction solidified into visible ripples, breaking through the seal of the lawless void and spreading outward in all directions.

This force was too immense—it pierced through layers of chaotic void, crossed infinite distances, and slammed directly into the edge of the Three Realms.

At the edge of the Three Realms, the world barrier, a curtain of Heavenly Dao law, stretched across the horizon.

Youyi Lingguan, leading a squad of heavenly soldiers, patrolled along the barrier’s edge; the Jade Emperor had ordered a secret investigation of the Three Realms’ borders, and he dared not slacken for a moment.

Suddenly, he saw the void beyond the Three Realms twist without warning.

A wave of destruction, mixed with extreme fury, surged forward from the outer depths.

“Bang!”

The world barrier shuddered violently; the Heavenly Dao law curtain rippled, blocking that terrifying energy wave from invading the Three Realms.

Yet several heavenly soldiers near the edge were directly struck by the force, spitting blood.

Youyi Lingguan stabilized himself, his face turning pale; he looked up, horrified, toward the dark void beyond.

Even across the world barrier, he could feel the power capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Such a level of collision far surpassed the realm of a Great Luo Jin Xian.

“This pressure…” Youyi Lingguan’s voice tightened, “What has happened in the outer void?”

Youyi Lingguan spun around, shouting to the heavenly generals behind him, “Immediately send word to Lingxiao Palace! Outer void has changed—request the Emperor’s decree!”