Chapter 122: Fighting the Chaos Ancient God

Before their consciousness was extinguished, the group of Literature Dao divine messengers suddenly discovered one thing: the Years Painting Saint had disappeared without a trace!

The battle just now was fast; everything happened in the blink of an eye.

At the beginning, the Years Painting Saint had only thrown out tens of thousands of scrolls, from which various birds and beasts flew out. These birds and beasts were all very strong, each no less than the King Realm.

They surged toward Han Yu, covering the sky. Under the cover of these birds and beasts, the Years Painting Saint's figure disappeared from everyone's perception without anyone noticing.

But this scene could deceive the other divine messengers, but not Han Yu; he had long discovered the Years Painting Saint's little tricks.

"Want to run? It's not that easy!"

The reason he had taken so long to appear just now was that he had already made full preparations in secret.

Today, not a single one of these divine messengers would escape!

Boom, boom, boom—

In the distant sky, a stream of light, wrapped in a scroll, flew away silently.

This scroll was very unique, made entirely of material that was invisible yet tangible. Even a Venerable Realm powerhouse, whose naked eye could gaze upon ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers, could not see its form.

And this scroll could even shield Divine Sense perception; even the Divine Sense of a Venerable Realm powerhouse could not detect it.

This was the Years Painting Saint's final means; it was the best life-saving Immortal Artifact he could currently activate.

He had already fled millions of miles away, but his heart was still somewhat uneasy.

"I hope that God-Slayer didn't notice me. With so many divine messengers, they should be able to hold him off for a while. As long as I seize this opportunity, I can leave this Wangjing Zhanchang!"

He had only just descended into the Wangjing Zhanchang; to open the space barrier and return to the outside world, he needed some time to recover.

After all, the rules of this Wangjing Zhanchang were not easy to deceive; it was impossible to achieve continuous escape in a short time.

"Almost there, just hold on a little longer, just a little longer!"

The Years Painting Saint kept chanting in his heart, but before his thought could finish, at this moment, a powerful aura shrouded him.

"Not good!"

The Years Painting Saint knew he had been exposed, so he didn't hide anymore and immediately summoned his Literature Dao Dharma Image.

"One Painting Opens Heaven!"

He held the painting brush and swung it fiercely at the incoming attack. In an instant, the outline of a giant holding a giant axe appeared. The giant swung the giant axe, and the fire dragon attacking from the distance was directly split apart.

During this period, the Years Painting Saint kept wielding his brush, adding details to the giant. The knotted muscles gradually appeared, each vein like a coiled python, and a tyrannical aura gradually spread.

This was the figure of an Ancient God that the Years Painting Saint had glimpsed in the endless years while cultivating the Years Secret Technique.

Although he had only glimpsed the opponent for a moment, he had lost more than one hundred thousand years of lifespan, but fortunately, just from this one glance, the Years Painting Saint could copy it and summon a trace of the opponent's power.

This Ancient God was clearly a god with supreme physical body. When the Years Painting Saint glimpsed the opponent, the opponent was opening up a world. The indestructible space barrier was as fragile as tofu in the hands of this Ancient God.

After the opponent slashed, in that chaos, the clear Qi rose and the turbid Qi sank, turning into an independent space.

The vast chaos had always been a taboo for powerhouses. It was said that even ordinary gods, upon stepping into chaos, would find it difficult to move an inch, and before long, they would be dissolved by chaos and perish.

Yet that Ancient God could walk freely in the vast chaos and even open up chaos; one could imagine the opponent's power.

If the Years Painting Saint hadn't mastered that special secret technique, he would never have come into contact with such a tyrannical existence in all eternity.

Now that he had depicted the opponent, the Years Painting Saint felt a bit more confident.

"God-Slayer! Oh, almost forgot, I should call you Han Yu!"

"I know you are very strong, but I am not weak either. Even if my realm is suppressed to the King Realm now, if you push me too hard, I can fight you to the death!"

"With this Chaos Ancient God here, even a peak Emperor Realm cultivator can be killed!"

The Years Painting Saint spoke in a deep voice; he didn't want to fight Han Yu to the death either. If possible, he still wanted to live.

Han Yu's figure flew over from the distant sky. Beside him, clusters of powerhouse origins floated; those Literature Dao divine messengers had all been refined by him.

The Years Painting Saint looked at those refined divine messenger origins, and his heart trembled, feeling inexplicably intimidated.

This God-Slayer was too cruel; in an instant, he had refined all the divine messengers.

If he couldn't force the opponent back, that would be his own fate.

"Many people have said things like 'fighting to the death' to me, but it's a pity; no matter how they resist, the fish will die, but the net has never broken. I believe you will be the same."

Han Yu's voice came, and the next moment, an even richer Heavenly Fire True Intent turned into a dragon and came over.

"Fine, if you don't believe it, then I'll let you see the power of this Chaos Ancient God!"

The Years Painting Saint controlled the Chaos Ancient God, swinging the giant axe to slash fiercely at the surroundings. All the Heavenly Fire True Intent was split apart, unable to hurt the opponent in the slightest.

Han Yu frowned; he sensed a familiar aura from this Chaos Ancient God—it was the ultimate body-refining power!

Painting Dao cultivators copying powerhouses could imitate the opponent's power; Han Yu was very familiar with this, but such a real and powerful body-refining power, neither Han Yu's main body nor the memories of that Painting Dao Han Yu had ever seen or heard of.

He didn't dare to hesitate and immediately summoned his Emperor Realm Domain, shrouding the Chaos Ancient God within it.

Just as the domain opened, the Chaos Ancient God slashed fiercely, and a long, narrow space crack appeared. Han Yu's domain was actually torn open!

This Chaos Ancient God had a special restraint against space-type powers!

Although the domains of all cultivators were of various types, with various attributes, their essence was a special space.

If one mastered means with special restraint against space, one could also break the domain.

And this Chaos Ancient God, every move had absolute destructive power against space.

He was like a red-hot branding iron, and space was solid ice. For ordinary beings, it was indestructible, but in front of that Chaos Ancient God, it would melt rapidly upon the slightest touch!

Han Yu's heart sank, and he immediately changed his strategy.

"Since you are good at physical combat, then I will fight you with strength!"

He immediately changed his state, from the Heavenly Fire God state, which was good at fire element eruption, to a Blood God Dharma Image with majestic blood Qi.

Then, with a thought, a stream of light flew out from the Universe Gourd, turning into a Chaos Demon God Halberd that towered into the clouds.

With the blessing of the Chaos Demon God Halberd, the aura emitted by Han Yu's Blood God Dharma Image became even more terrifying, and ripples appeared in the surrounding space, as if it couldn't bear this tyrannical physical body! ===== CHAPTER 123 =====