Chapter 1100

So, Yuan Chen Tianjun simply chose to remove all defenses.

At this moment, Yuan Chen Tianjun finally began to understand the feeling Luo Fu had experienced before.

Facing such an opponent, he was like prey caught in a spiderweb—when he would be slaughtered depended entirely on Luo Fu's mood.

Unlike Luo Fu, who had only a slight taste of it, Luo Fu had merely concealed his strength—he had never truly allowed Yuan Chen Tianjun to slaughter him.

But Yuan Chen Tianjun truly had allowed Luo Fu to slaughter him.

Thus, the despair Yuan Chen Tianjun felt was deeper than Luo Fu's.

Looking at Yuan Chen Tianjun, who had given up struggling, Luo Fu's face broke into a faint smile.

He loved nothing more than using the enemy's own method against them.

Since Yuan Chen Tianjun had made him experience despair, he would certainly make Yuan Chen Tianjun experience it too.

Splash!

Since defense wouldn't work, he could only attack.

Though he knew full well he likely couldn't harm Luo Fu, Yuan Chen Tianjun still chose to strike.

The time river behind him began to boil; massive waves of time, carrying the power of heavenly dao, crashed toward Luo Fu.

Since he couldn't resist, he would simply exile Luo Fu outright.

Among countless time dimensions, there were many extremely bizarre ones—once exiled into one, even one with the highest mastery of the time dao might struggle to escape for a long while.

During that time, Yuan Chen Tianjun could easily suppress the Twelve Ancestral Wushen and fulfill Ancestor Hongjun's command.

Yes, only now did the Twelve Yuan Chen remember: Ancestor Hongjun's order to them was to suppress the Twelve Ancestral Wushen and return them to reincarnation, not to fight Luo Fu.

In Ancestor Hongjun's eyes, the threat posed by the Twelve Ancestral Wushen far outweighed Luo Fu's.

Of course, that was before.

If it were now, Ancestor Hongjun would never make such a judgment.

From the moment the Chaos Pearl appeared, Luo Fu's threat had surpassed that of the Twelve Ancestral Wushen.

With the Chaos Pearl's enhancement, even as a mere Pre-Saint, Luo Fu remained invincible throughout the Three Realms.

Such a being—invincible throughout the Three Realms and uncontained—posed too great a destructive force upon the Primordial World.

This kind of existence, even Ancestor Hongjun himself, must personally intervene to suppress.

This had been clear the moment Luo Fu summoned the Chaos Pearl.

The reason Ancestor Hongjun had not yet acted was that he was still distracted, suppressing the Heavenly Dao, with little attention to what transpired within the Twelve Yuan Chen's small realm.

The aura released by Pangu's body had stirred the Heavenly Dao's original consciousness, forcing Ancestor Hongjun to divert most of his awareness to repress it.

Moreover, not much time had passed since Luo Fu summoned the Chaos Pearl.

Both Luo Fu and Yuan Chen Tianjun excelled in the time dao; their clash occurred entirely within other time dimensions.

Even if their battle lasted longer, to the real dimension, only an instant had passed—not even a breath.

Splash!

Roaring waves surged from the time river; Yuan Chen Tianjun merged back into the time river, transforming into a time tsunami.

To Yuan Chen Tianjun's eyes, Luo Fu had become a seawall.

The furious tsunami, carrying hundreds of millions of tons of waves, surged forward with the determination to crush Luo Fu's seawall without mercy.

Facing the tsunami rushing toward him, Luo Fu's expression remained utterly calm.

As if he hadn't taken it seriously at all.

As the time tsunami was about to strike Luo Fu.

Luo Fu finally spoke slowly, softly to himself:

"Fate is fickle; life and death revolve."

At Luo Fu's words, the mysterious aura on the Primordial Eternal Open Heaven Sword suddenly surged.

The next instant, this mysterious aura pierced through the time river and settled upon the Primordial Eternal Open Heaven Sword.

At the moment the fate dao activated, Yuan Chen Tianjun felt his vision blur—as if he had instantly traversed vast distances.

When Yuan Chen Tianjun regained his senses, he realized, to his shock, that he had somehow left the time river.

And the place he now stood was precisely where Luo Fu had originally been.

As for Luo Fu, he now stood atop the time tsunami, looking down upon him from above.

Seeing this, Yuan Chen Tianjun, despite his panic, immediately summoned the time dao, desperately trying to escape his current position.

But no matter how he struggled, he could not leave his position.

As if he were fated to remain there, enduring the baptism of the time tsunami.

In truth, that was exactly it—he was now enduring Luo Fu's original fate.

In that original fate, Luo Fu had always remained in place, enduring exile by the time tsunami.

Luo Fu had swapped his fate with Yuan Chen Tianjun's; until fate changed, Yuan Chen Tianjun was bound to endure Luo Fu's fate.

This was the terrifying power of the fate dao: once a result was set, no matter how absurd, it would inevitably occur.

No matter how one struggled, if one did not master the fate dao, nothing could be altered.

In terms of sheer arbitrariness, the fate dao was no less than the time dao—perhaps even greater.

The fate dao's equality with the time dao was no accident.

Seeing his struggles had no effect whatsoever, Yuan Chen Tianjun abandoned resistance and fully activated the time dao, scanning the future for any possible breakthrough.