Chapter 119

Han Yu, who had originally been submerged in various Painting Dao powers, shook his whole body. The Heavenly Human True Intent, which had already appeared extremely withered, suddenly erupted and swept toward the surroundings.

The colorful Painting Dao power was shattered in an instant, and Han Yu's Heavenly Human True Intent surged rapidly, then actually gradually constructed a domain!

He had broken through to the Emperor Realm!

The thing that the group of God Messengers worried about most had happened after all.

However, this was also within their expectations.

In the perception of the God Messengers, Han Yu's cultivation realm had long reached the Peak King Realm; presumably, he was already at the very top of the King Realm.

The other party wanting to break through to the Emperor Realm was just a matter of a single thought.

"Years Painting Saint, that God-Slayer has now broken through to the Emperor Realm and has a domain to help him. I'm afraid he's a bit troublesome! Can that God-Slayer clone really kill his main body?"

A God Messenger asked.

The Years Painting Saint sneered.

"Now that the God-Slayer has a domain to help him, if it were an ordinary Painting Dao Emperor, he might not be the God-Slayer's opponent. But this is no ordinary Painting Dao Emperor, but a Painting Dao Emperor who possesses Vast Righteous Energy!"

"And his Vast Righteous Energy has also been tempered for over a thousand years; its purity has long exceeded that of the God-Slayer's main body!"

"Keep watching. Today, that God-Slayer will surely die!"

"Clone? Main body? Hehe, the one who survives is the main body!"

In the Huamu Zhidi, in the vast space connected by the Heaven and Earth painting screens, the Painting Dao Han Yu was imposing, as if he were the owner of this world.

The original main body Han Yu was already as small as dust under the cover of the endless Painting Dao power, almost about to disappear and be annihilated.

But at that very last moment, such terrifying power could erupt from within the other party's body.

"As expected of an Otherworld Demon, to actually ascend to the peak as soon as he enters the Emperor Realm. Terrifying, truly too terrifying!"

The Painting Dao Han Yu sighed in genuine admiration; he had never seen such a terrifying opponent.

Other King Realm cultivators breaking through to the Emperor Realm would at most leap from the Early Emperor Realm to the Middle stage, but this Otherworld Demon in front of him had crossed the Nine Heavens immediately upon breaking through, stepping into the Emperor Realm and becoming an Extreme Realm Battle Emperor!

This was simply not a normal living being. No wonder even his Master, a Saint Realm powerhouse, was so wary when mentioning Otherworld Demons.

"This Otherworld Demon is too suspicious. We must finish the battle quickly and not give him any chance to resist!"

"With a killing move brewed for so long, should be able to kill him directly, right?"

The Painting Dao Han Yu muttered in his heart. Facing the various methods of the Otherworld Demon, he was a bit unconfident.

At the beginning of the battle, he used Vast Righteous Energy to connect with the Universe Painting Screen and was already brewing an ultimate killing move.

This move was named by the Painting Dao Han Yu—Dimensional Reduction Strike!

This was the name that naturally appeared in his mind after he conceived this move.

In the view of the Painting Dao Han Yu, the world he originally belonged to was just a low-dimensional world where the Universe Painting Screen was located, and after his strength reached a certain level, he had already transcended this low-dimensional world.

And now, he was going to use the power of the Universe Painting Screen to strike Han Yu into the low-dimensional world.

This was like striking a person outside a painting into the painting. At that time, no matter how strong Han Yu's main body was, after entering the painting, as long as the painting screen was gently torn, he would also be reduced to ashes in an instant!

With the Painting Dao Han Yu's strength, it was not enough to forcibly pull Han Yu into the painting world, but at this moment, supported by the Universe Painting Screen, he had one chance.

This Universe Painting Screen is an Innate Immortal Artifact; even the Saint Realm cannot resist its power. No matter how strong this Otherworld Demon is, he cannot withstand it.

After brewing was complete, the Painting Dao Han Yu did not hesitate and immediately wielded his brush to splash ink, triggering the power of the Universe Painting Screen.

Rumble—

The sound of Heaven collapsing and Earth cracking echoed around. The main body Han Yu, who had just dispersed the surrounding Painting Dao power, sensed the changes around him.

His divine sense swept across billions of miles of space and "saw" that the two painting screens of Heaven and Earth were constantly approaching. The closer they got, the more the space within them was constantly collapsing.

Rather than collapsing, it was more like being compressed!

It was as if a cubic space was constantly being compressed into a planar space. That kind of terror is simply indescribable in words; only by experiencing it personally can one know how terrifying it is.

"Do we have to play like this?"

The main body Han Yu had mixed feelings in his heart. He had just received feedback from the system that his Junior Sister Ji Yanling had broken through to the Emperor Realm, and it immediately gave him a ten-thousand-fold return, his cultivation soaring all the way to the Emperor Realm.

Han Yu's heart was greatly boosted, thinking he could show off his power and give his replica a good beating.

Who knew the other party still had a backup plan!

Truly worthy of being his own replica; it just had more pressure than an ordinary enemy!

Han Yu sighed.

The Painting Dao Han Yu, seeing that he had successfully triggered the Universe Painting Screen and launched this final method, was also very excited in his heart.

This was the first time he had used this move. Although he had conceived it countless times in his mind and simulated countless situations under the guidance of the Years Painting Saint, he had prepared to continue fighting hard even if he failed once. He didn't expect to succeed on the first try.

"Hahaha, Otherworld Demon, everything is over. Even I cannot withstand the power of this Dimensional Reduction Strike!"

The Painting Dao Han Yu was very happy and laughed heartily.

The main body Han Yu also smiled.

"If I'm not mistaken, this move is not your true power, so it's completely indiscriminate between friend and foe, right?"

"While I am enduring the Dimensional Reduction Strike, you will also endure it together, is that right?"

The Painting Dao Han Yu nodded.

"Not bad. This move can only be completed with the support of the Universe Painting Screen. Now that you and I are both within the coverage of the Universe Painting Screen, we will both be struck by the Dimensional Reduction Strike and beaten into the Universe Painting Screen!"

"At that time, my Master will take action and completely suppress and kill you!"

Han Yu sneered upon hearing this.

"Are you sure he is only killing me, and not eliminating all of us?"

"How is that possible? What nonsense are you spouting? At this time, you still want to bewitch this Emperor? I have to say, your methods are too inferior!"

The Painting Dao Han Yu shook his head, not believing what the main body Han Yu said at all. The latter also didn't pin any hope on him believing it.

He looked at the approaching Universe Painting Screen and just said one sentence.

"Wait and see."

Under the compression of the Universe Painting Screen, the domains of the two Han Yus both collapsed continuously, and finally, the area between these two painting screens was completely compressed into a plane.

Seen from the side, this plane was a line; seen from the front, it was a piece of white paper with two small dots on it, representing the main body Han Yu and the replica.

When they saw this piece of spatial white paper, the laughter of a group of Literature Dao God Messengers came from between Heaven and Earth.

"Success, finally success!"

"Years Painting Saint, you really have good methods. Admirable, admirable! To actually be able to think of using the God-Slayer himself to kill himself, powerful, powerful! This Emperor admires you to the extreme!"

"From today on, the Years Painting Saint is the number one among us Literature Dao God Messengers. Who agrees, who opposes!"

A group of Literature Dao God Messengers looked at the Years Painting Saint, all using the most flowery language.

For them, this time killing the God-Slayer was a complete "lying down and winning." It was almost all the Years Painting Saint laying out the plan and controlling it, so of course, they were very happy.

The Years Painting Saint stroked his beard and calmly accepted the praise of the God Messengers.

"Alright, alright, fellow Daoists are too kind. Let us take action as soon as possible and completely annihilate that God-Slayer!"

"I have already set up a God-Summoning Ritual in that painting screen world. We can all descend into it with our true bodies, but we must go and return quickly!"

As the Years Painting Saint said this, he triggered his cultivation power and eroded toward the Wangjing Zhanchang. Then, the space of the Wangjing Zhanchang fluctuated rapidly, and several people turned into streaks of light, arriving at the Literature Dao Realm, and then arriving at the Huamu Zhidi.

Rumble—

The Years Painting Saint and a group of Literature Dao God Messengers all arrived at the planar space that had been squeezed into white paper by the Universe Painting Screen and saw the two people inside.

At this moment, the two Han Yus had already fallen into the planar space. In their eyes, the space here was no different from the outside world; it was still three-dimensional, and they hadn't turned into paper people.

The so-called dimension is only relative. Low-dimensional space is like a piece of paper to high-dimensional space and can be manipulated at will, and for even higher-dimensional space, the lower-dimensional space is the same.

At this moment, the paper space where the two Han Yus were located was such that for the God Messengers outside the paper space, the time and orientation inside could be changed at will.

This is also why the Years Painting Saint could manipulate the space where the replica Han Yu was located to pass thousands of years in a very short time.

Several Literature Dao God Messengers looked at the paper-like planar space and felt it was a bit peculiar. They did not cultivate the Painting Dao and rarely saw such peculiar methods.

Ordinary Painting Dao cultivators' fighting methods are to copy portraits of various powerhouses or fierce beasts and then activate them to summon them. I didn't expect that the Painting Dao Han Yu could compress a space into a painting; it was simply extremely peculiar.

This is also one of the reasons why the God Messengers were just fawning over the Years Painting Saint. The disciple taught by the other party was so powerful; this guy might also master similar methods.

If one was not careful and was also struck by dimensional reduction by the other party, it would be a bit uncomfortable.

The Years Painting Saint actually saw the thoughts of the other Literature Dao God Messengers, but he didn't expose them, let alone tell the other party that he actually couldn't do this so-called Dimensional Reduction Strike.

This move was taught by him to the replica Han Yu in the painting screen world. After the other party studied the Painting Dao, he realized this move, and he only helped him perfect some details.

When he truly witnessed this move, the Years Painting Saint was also shocked, secretly saying that he was worthy of being a God-Slayer. No matter which path he cultivated, this talent was incredible.

No wonder those gods insisted on exterminating the God-Slayer. If they were allowed to grow up, what would the gods count for?

"Hehe, no matter how strong you, this God-Slayer, are, you have to die in my hands now. Go to hell!"

The Years Painting Saint directly slapped the paper-like planar space. In an instant, the space began to tear inch by inch like paper!