Chapter 52: The Knife of Time Slaughters Pigs, the Soul-Stealing Rope Earns Merit

Yin Yang Dao Ren.

He was the first to arrive and the fastest to flee among the projections during the Blood Sea battle.

At that time, he held a Dao diagram in his hand.

He trod upon the flow of time without leaving a trace, vanished within Yin and Yang without form.

He was also the one who drove Ming He to the point of suicide just to eliminate his own negative influence.

After the Blood Sea battle, Yin Yang Dao Ren caught no fish and went wandering through the River of Time and Space.

Then.

He encountered the Ferryman lying in wait.

“I said, how come such a huge ‘fish pond’ has no one tending it, and the ‘fish farmer’ just went offline?”

Xiang Xuanqing regarded Yin Yang Dao Ren on the Golden Bridge with a strange expression.

So everything still comes back to Ming He.

Ming He, that “big fish” long anchored, suddenly stirred again, drawing Yin Yang Dao Ren’s gaze once more.

Immediately followed by a great battle in the Blood Sea.

Xiang Xuanqing’s Dao body once again disrupted the timeline in the River of Time and Space, obstructing Yin Yang Dao Ren, the “mastermind,” forcing him to delay his return.

Though in the River of Time and Space, this interval lasted only a moment.

But that moment’s change, reflected across the Zhu Tian Wan Jie and Huan Yu Da Qian, was undeniably immense.

Thus, Yin Yang Universe suddenly gained an empty period of one Ji Yuan.

And this empty period was seized by the brothers 【Gu Tian Jun】 and 【Yuan Tian Jun】.

These two brothers knew well the terror of Yin Yang Dao Ren; they swiftly seized the opportunity, planning to gorge themselves into “fat men” while Yin Yang Dao Ren was absent.

Then, transcend and flee.

For this reason, they initiated the “Jie Yun Ji Yuan” plan.

By the end of the Ji Yuan, Xiang Xuanqing and others formed a team and happened to descend into the Yin Yang Universe.

Not only did they end the chaos in the Yin Yang Universe.

Now they’ve cornered the mastermind.

“All this time, we’re the real ‘saviors’!”

Xiang Xuanqing glanced at Ming He, still dazed in the void, and smiled with narrowed eyes:

“This is truly interesting.”

All cause and effect had circled back once more.

Truly marvelous beyond words.

No wonder he couldn’t trace this thread of cause and effect.

Yin Yang Dao Ren holds one of the Three Treasures of Creation—the Tai Ji Tu.

With a Xian Tian Zhi Bao in hand, who could possibly calculate it?

“But now—”

Xiang Xuanqing lightly tapped the “pig-killing knife,” and faint ripples spread across the void, as if time itself had manifested its ripples.

“This time, it’s our turn to ‘collect the karmic ties’!”

This long-prepared great weapon fully awakened.

The roar of the Dao echoed throughout the Huan Yu.

No place was beyond its reach.

The heavens trembled; the earth shook.

All stars and constellations quivered.

Xiang Xuanqing rested the three-chi-five-cun pig-killing knife on his shoulder, as if an invincible demonic god had stepped forth from ancient time, one step shattering boundless golden light.

Shu!

Yin Yang Dao Ren instantly rose.

He flicked a finger.

Immortal light streamed like silk, Yin and Yang crisscrossing.

The black and white lists merged into one, a Dao diagram appeared, covering the entire universe.

A terrifying aura spread—time decayed, space collapsed, the boundless starry sky seemed unable to bear the weight, and the cosmic stars rapidly imploded.

Xiang Xuanqing slashed through the flow of time.

Vast, boundless power unfolded.

In an instant, the terrifying force of time froze all things, and the nearly collapsing universe appeared suspended.

All phenomena neither increased nor decreased, eternal, unchanging.

Boom!!

Xiang Xuanqing took another step.

The Yin Yang principles were crushed beneath his feet.

He smiled calmly at Yin Yang Dao Ren, whose face was as dark as water.

Xiang Xuanqing turned back to Li Ming and the others: “Everyone, use your best techniques quickly—this guy holds one of the Three Treasures of Creation, the Tai Ji Tu!”

“Miss this chance, and you won’t know when another such opportunity will come.”

What?

The Three Treasures of Creation!!!

Li Ming, Hong Yun, Zhen Yuan Zi, Ruo Xi, and even Ming He—all were stunned.

Da Si Ming, who had just returned from the Origin Ancient Land, also gave a token show of shock.

After that, everyone’s gaze toward Yin Yang Dao Ren changed.

He was no longer just a mere mastermind—he was a walking treasure trove!

Several deities’ eyes gleamed: “Brother, if you say it like that, we understand now.”

“You thief, leave my Tai Ji Tu behind!” Hong Yun launched the first attack.

The effect of the Zhu Xin Fu hadn’t faded yet!

Start cursing!

Zhen Yuan Zi advanced to assist, inwardly regretting:

“I was careless!”

“If I’d known, I’d have made more ‘unorthodox’ talismans!”

Da Si Ming followed closely behind.

The trio formed a seamless formation, shattered the Taiji Golden Bridge, and surrounded Yin Yang Dao Ren.

“Captain, I’ll aid you!”

Ruo Xi’s delicate face glowed with excitement.

She clenched her dainty fists and swung them twice toward Yin Yang Dao Ren—instantly, two blazing golden suns soared into the sky, radiant, vast, and overwhelming, instantly swallowing Yin Yang Dao Ren’s figure.

Xiang Xuanqing watched Yin Yang Dao Ren’s disheveled form and laughed: “Ruo Xi, impressive!”

“Hehe!”

The girl giggled, her cheeks slightly flushed, seemingly embarrassed by the praise.

“Besides healing arts, I happen to know a bit of martial arts.”

Li Ming stood still in the void, his long robe flowing, sleeves fluttering, his aura continuously rising.

Feeling the piercing gaze lock onto him, Yin Yang Dao Ren first frowned, then sneered.

“Seven deities—even without your true bodies present—are so confident you’ve already marked me as prey?”

“Do you really think I’m made of mud?!”

Yin Yang Dao Ren stared at Xiang Xuanqing and the others, feeling irritated. Even if he was only a Dao body here, he had schemed for myriads of eons and held the Tai Ji Tu.

Could he possibly drown in his own fish pond today?!

“Today, I shall seize this great net and trap you all!”

Yin Yang Dao Ren sneered—seven big fish were enough to refine a single Dao fruit!

“Come!”

As his voice fell, heaven and earth stirred.

The universe, frozen by Xiang Xuanqing, trembled again; in the boundless void, chaotic energy surged, stirring immense power like a raging ocean.

Standing atop the Tai Ji Golden Bridge, Yin Yang Dao Ren raised one finger to heaven and one to earth.

The Yin Yang principles scattered across the universe materialized—countless threads of black-and-white immortal light flashed, tearing through the Da Qian world, annihilating all things in the Zhu Tian Wan Jie with overwhelming force.

Yin and Yang reversed; the Dao fell into chaos.

In that instant, the entire universe transformed into a colossal furnace!

“Yin Yang reversed, offense and defense swapped!”

As Yin Yang Dao Ren softly uttered the Dao’s true words, Xiang Xuanqing and the others within the cosmic furnace felt crushing pressure from all directions.

And this was not yet over.

On the radiant Golden Bridge, Yin Yang Dao Ren calmly pushed off his Dao crown.

His figure split into two, forming the image of Yin and Yang.

The black and white figures each held one diagram, their auras perfectly identical.

In every gesture and step, he possessed the power to destroy heaven and earth.

“Primordial divine spirits—truly not a single mediocre soul among them.”

Whoever dares open a fish pond across the myriad worlds of the cosmos is no simple creature.

Xiang Xuanqing remained calm and composed; he lightly raised his hand, and the brilliant passage of time wrapped around the pig-slaughtering knife as it slashed diagonally, cleaving through the dao domains closing in on him.

“To forge the universe into a furnace—this bastard’s lost his temper and has revealed his hidden hand, regardless of the lives of all beings in this realm!”

Hong Yun cursed loudly; as a “Tian Jun,” he was crushed under the weight of the entire universe’s laws, barely able to survive—how could any other being possibly live?!”

Xiang Xuanqing continued his assault.

A hazy blade-light slashed forth, eternal and unchanging, utterly indifferent, like time itself washing over, steadily slowing the oppression of the yin-yang laws.

“Friend, please protect the beings of this universe,” Xiang Xuanqing’s voice echoed beside Zhen Yuanzi’s ear.

“Rest assured, friend!”

Zhen Yuanzi readily agreed.

He stepped back from the center of the battlefield.

“Come, come, come~~”

Zhen Yuanzi stood in the void, his blue robe billowing, sleeves wide open.

Brilliant immortal light enveloped space and time.

Two black-and-white realms of countless star systems, countless stars, innumerable beings—all, without exception—were swept into the fold of his sleeve.

In an instant, the yin-yang universe stood utterly empty.

The Yin-Yang Daoist regarded Zhen Yuanzi’s actions with indifference, caring not at all that he had emptied his own “fish pond.”

When he viewed Xiang Xuanqing and the others as “big fish,” the entire yin-yang universe had already lost all value.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!

The figure upon the Taiji Golden Bridge leapt upward, leaving behind the radiant golden light.

Two immortals—one black, one white—like yin-yang fish, vanished into heaven and earth, roaming the cosmos.

Unknowable, untraceable, unobservable—present within the world, yet unseen by it.

“Pangu’s axe! What trick is this old bastard using?!”

Hong Yun cried out in alarm; formless and shapeless, undetectable—could such a technique belong to a Taiyi-level cultivator?

A warning stirred in his heart; boundless danger swirled around him, refusing to fade.

It felt as if an invisible killing sword hung above his head.

Neither close nor distant, yet he knew not when it would strike.

WHOOSH!!

A dao diagram stretched across the heavens, exhausting all yin-yang power, embracing the might of life and death, suddenly flashing before Hong Yun.

CLANG!

A blade-light surged from the east, vast and overwhelming.

Li Ming thrust his sword into the dao diagram.

Yet the moment their forces met, he felt his sword’s momentum vanish like mud sinking into the sea, dissolving into nothingness.

SCRREEE!

The dao diagram flashed again, splitting open a fissure—and the vanished blade-light reappeared, pouring down upon Ming He.

In desperation, Ming He swung his Soul-Grabbing Chain.

An unforeseen scene unfolded.

The straight blade-light, seemingly influenced by the Soul-Grabbing Chain, suddenly curved.

It “blushingly” circled Ming He twice.

Then it exploded into nothingness.

“Huh??”

This time, not only was Ming He stunned.

Even Li Ming, the one who had unleashed the blade-light, was momentarily baffled.

What just happened?

Had the blade-light been lured away?

The Yin-Yang Daoist, hidden within the void, internally screamed in disbelief:

“What kind of spiritual treasure is this? It’s so unorthodox!”

Only Xiang Xuanqing, the one who forged the spiritual treasure, smiled.

“No wonder it’s mine—it’s incredibly effective!”

Indeed, it was effective… Ming He snapped back to his senses, his lip twitching; he tightened his grip on the Soul-Grabbing Chain—this time, he might truly owe his life to it.

“There it is!”

Ruo Xi’s eyes lit up; she clenched her fist and slammed it into a patch of empty space.

A golden sun rose calmly within the universe.

Its blazing power erupted, scouring the eight directions and the six realms.

The white-robed immortal unfurled the dao diagram, enclosing the sun and hurling it toward Ming He.

The Soul-Grabbing Chain danced through the void.

The golden sun rose, then fell.

Only the sky remained filled with crimson clouds.

They painted Ming He’s face red.

The Yin-Yang Daoist fell silent.

He gave Ming He a long, deep look.

This fish… is no longer worth keeping.

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