Chapter 91: Stubborn Shen Ni, the World-Ending Grinding Disc

Where did the fishing hook come from in the River of Time and Space?

When the Corpse of Mutual Gaze stared blankly as the hook swayed past before his eyes.

Then, with a swift whoosh, it hooked the bone of the Chaotic Demon God.

“What are you still standing there for? This is clearly someone cutting in!” Shen Ni roared, jolting the Corpse of Mutual Gaze awake.

“Damn it, Pan Gu!”

The Corpse of Mutual Gaze erupted in fury: “You’re robbing people even in the River of Time and Space?”

They had spent immense effort, risking the collapse of their sanity, searching the River of Time and Space for who knows how long—finally finding it.

Now someone dares rob them right before their eyes?

“Pan Gu might tolerate it, but the Chaotic Demon God won’t!”

A thunderous roar echoed, thunderous and mighty in power.

The River of Time and Space churned into colossal waves.

Two colossal demonic god forms appeared; instantly, countless tributaries were engulfed by boundless shadows, plunged into endless darkness.

Shen Ni reached out to grasp the rib bone of the Time Demon God.

Around the Corpse of Mutual Gaze, countless chains floated, clinking sharply.

His face was green, fangs bared, eyes blazing crimson, fixed on the direction where the hook retracted.

“I’ll see who dares steal from my brother and me!” In his rage, the Corpse of Mutual Gaze no longer cared about the River of Time and Space or its karmic entanglements.

He swung his chains directly, lashing out violently, tearing open a rift in time and space.

BOOM!!!

The great lake of Biyou Heaven surged into towering waves.

Yu Chendao Jun snapped open his eyes.

“Friend, what monstrous thing did you catch?” Yu Chendao Jun stared at the churning waters, his eyes wide.

He had fished in the Lake of Time and Space for countless eons—what scene hadn’t he seen?

But even catching a primordial spiritual treasure shouldn’t cause this commotion!

Meng Wuyou, seeing this, tossed her fishing rod aside.

She eagerly condensed a great Dao net, ready to help Xiang Xuanqing “net the fish.”

Meng Wuyou fixed her gaze on the lake’s surface, her beautiful eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Only when she sensed the intense Dao fluctuations did she gasp, lips slightly parted: “You didn’t actually catch a primordial great deity, did you?”

“Not ‘maybe’—it’s definitely a primordial great deity!” As Shen Ni seized the rib bone, Xiang Xuanqing immediately knew who was on the other side.

He gripped the fishing rod in one hand and formed a divine seal with the other.

Chaotic xuanhuang hues coalesced in his palm, a hazy divine light shaping an object—neither a banner nor an axe, ancient and vast.

As Xiang Xuanqing pushed this seal forward, the overwhelming energy of the Doushen Shasha surged forth; the principle of annihilating myriad laws shook the ancient spacetime, as if ready to tear through chaos and recreate heaven and earth!

The Corpse of Mutual Gaze, witnessing this through the rift in time and space, was stunned.

“Pan Gu’s Opening Heaven Seal?!”

“Damn it, so it’s you!”

The moment the Corpse of Mutual Gaze saw Xiang Xuanqing, his heart jolted.

He had encountered Xiang Xuanqing more than once.

This Opening Heaven Seal—he knew it well!

It was the divine technique Xiang Xuanqing had cultivated after witnessing countless scenes of Pan Gu opening heaven within the Dao realm.

Now, he had not only fused several killing intents from Pan Gu’s axe marks into this seal, but also refined the principle of annihilation from the Pan Gu Banner gifted by Hong Jun—its power was terrifying!

As the terrifying Opening Heaven Seal struck, the Corpse of Mutual Gaze didn’t even think—he reacted purely on instinct, leaping backward and shoving Shen Ni “in front of himself.”

“???”

Shen Ni cursed loudly: “Why are you such a coward?!”

That’s just how the Corpse of Mutual Gaze was—he’d instantly betray his ally when the enemy proved overwhelmingly powerful.

Logically, Shen Ni should’ve been used to it.

But he never imagined that even across countless spacetimes, without even direct combat, merely the strike of a single seal—this guy would still betray him.

With no choice, Shen Ni could only brace himself.

The instant he released the demon god’s rib bone, the heavy bronze coffin “thudded” upright; the Pan Gu Opening Heaven Seal crashed down, its divine might pouring forth. The principle of annihilating myriad laws collided with the divine artifact, Dao laws grinding against each other, deafening Dao thunder echoing through the River of Time and Space.

Billions of rays of light erupted; the Pan Gu Opening Heaven Seal obliterated all resistance, effortlessly tearing through the bronze coffin’s defenses and “crashing” open Shen Ni’s coffin lid.

“Damn it, Pan Gu!”

Shen Ni roared, stirring rolling waves.

Luo Hou had once pried open his coffin with the Murderous Spear; he’d just repaired it, and now the Pan Gu Opening Heaven Seal had split it again!

Are you all jealous of my divine artifact?!

As the enraged Shen Ni prepared to cross the vast spacetime and charge over.

The Corpse of Mutual Gaze reached out to stop him.

“If you’re scared, get lost!”

“Calm down, you idiot.”

The Corpse of Mutual Gaze rolled his eyes: “Trust me—we can’t beat them. Run now, or we’re in deep trouble!”

He sensed that the opponent wasn’t just one primordial great deity.

“Just a few Taiyi Dao Lords? If I, Shen Ni, fear them, how can I cause chaos in the Honghuang?!”

Shen Ni was stubborn as hell—he sneered at the Corpse of Mutual Gaze’s words.

“I faced Luo Hou head-on and never backed down! If I retreat now, where’s my face?”

Besides, the Chaotic Demon God’s bone was snatched right before his eyes.

He had to reclaim his dignity!

“Say nothing—brother, follow me!”

Shen Ni transformed into a streak of light, charging straight through the rift into Biyou Heaven.

“Then brother wishes you good luck!”

Unlike Shen Ni, who thrived on destruction and self-destruction, the Corpse of Mutual Gaze survived in the Honghuang through four words: flexible bottom line!

Seeing Shen Ni charge ahead, the Corpse of Mutual Gaze said nothing—he transformed into a time-fish and turned tail to flee.

If it were only Xiang Xuanqing and the others, he wouldn’t have been so timid before battle.

But his survival instinct was screaming that an even more terrifying presence was about to appear on the other side.

“No good words can save a fool bent on death!”

“Go cause chaos, you menace—you’ll get your comeuppance!”

The Corpse of Mutual Gaze believed that while the demon god’s legacy was valuable, his own life mattered more.

Primordial deities were hard to kill, true.

But who wants to die if they can avoid it?

Biyou Heaven.

Xiang Xuanqing, reeling in his fishing rod, stared in surprise at the churning lake.

“Oh? They actually charged over?”

After securing the demon god’s rib bone, Xiang Xuanqing pulled out a pitch-black divine mirror from his sleeve.

The unorthodox spiritual treasure was still being forged—he’d use the Nie Mirror for now.

Yu Chendao Jun shook his head, gestured, and the Qingping Sword flew to him.

Meng Wuyou calmly withdrew a jade tablet.

Jing Yao Shang Zun, sensing the commotion, flew over holding the purple-gold furnace.

The Minghe within the furnace leapt out, the Shatuo and Anbi killing aura surging. “His head—none of you dare compete with me!”

A crimson river hung in the nine heavens, descending from above, growing from small to vast, from narrow to wide—from a trickle to a boundless torrent, evolving infinite killing intent.

Minghe plunged straight into the lake’s depths, locking horns with Shen Ni.

“Lord of the Killing Dao? Hah! Your killing sword can’t kill me!”

Endless darkness surged from the bottom of the Time-Space Lake.

Whooosh! Whooosh! Whooosh!

Chaotic hurricanes howled; turbid qi rose, pure qi sank; the two merged into a primordial swirl, forming a colossal grinding disc.

Shen Ni’s form split into two.

One body held the bronze coffin; the other stood atop a pitch-black grinding disc.

The Annihilation Grinding Disc was the embodiment of the Dao of Destruction—it represented Finality.

“So this thing truly is in your hands!”

Xiang Xuanqing gazed at the massive grinding disc, a flash of understanding in his eyes.

“One, two, three, four, five! Exactly five!”

The two Shen Nis stared at Xiang Xuanqing and the other five, their smiles cold: “Killing you all will be enough to pull Shi Chen back.”

“So confident?”

A sword’s cry rang out; countless sword qi blossomed endlessly across the cosmos, vast and brilliant white, terrifying divine might dimming heaven and earth.

Yu Chendao Jun slashed forward with a graceful sword stroke; Minghe moved with him.

“Ganging up on me? I’m not afraid of you!”

If Shen Ni dares to come, he has his own backing.

He shook his body, and several Dao bodies emerged from the void—some wielding twin halberds, others riding war chariots, still others holding long spears…

The power and aura of these Dao bodies were identical to Shen Ni’s true form, all terrifyingly strong.

“It seems you’ve acquired quite a few legacies over these eons!”

Xiang Xuanqing, upon seeing Shen Ni’s several Dao bodies, instantly saw through the truth.

Each of these bodies bore the traces of Chaotic Demon God’s Dao.

“We’re going to get rich this time!”

Jing Yao Shang Zun clenched his fists and rubbed his palms, lifting the Eight Trigrams Purple Gold Furnace as he charged straight toward one of the Dao bodies.

“Fortuitously, I’ve been planning to refine a Golden Core—I’ll escort you on your journey right now!”

Meng Wu You fixated on Shen Ni, who carried the bronze coffin.

“Then I’ll take one for myself.”

Jade tablet raised to heaven, one dream spans a thousand years.

Shen Ni was instantly pulled into a grand dream.

There, a river of dreams rippled gently, a single small boat appearing like a speck against the vast expanse of heaven and earth.

A serene and elegant woman sat within it.

Her bright eyes sparkled, her figure slender like a bamboo stalk, clad in a pale red long robe, holding a jade cup as she sipped tea with slow, graceful movements.

Seeing the menacing Shen Ni, Meng Wu You smiled.

“Friend, I’ve woven this dream for a long time—no one has ever entered it before.”

“Today, I’ll send you on your way.”

“Oh? Really?” Shen Ni, carrying the bronze coffin, sneered.

His aura spilled out unrestrainedly; the Supreme Dream World cracked instantly, as if a vast spiderweb had sprouted from the ground, devouring everything within it.

The Dao of Destruction shattered everything in the dream, shredding all imagery.

Thud!

Meng Wu You set her cup down with a thud.

Suddenly, a heavy restraint clamped onto him—invisible hands sprouted within the dream, slamming Shen Ni to the ground.

The cracked ground erupted with golden light, radiant and glorious, filling Shen Ni’s entire field of vision.

Swish~

A cup of tea was flung straight at his face.

This tea was not real tea—it was the Yellow Springs Water prepared by Meng Wu You within the dream.

“This water washes away your myriad stains; it leads you to the Yellow Springs, never to return!”

A soft voice echoed; light shimmered, Dao principles glittered—this cup of tea contained a terrifyingly pure force of cosmic purification.

Shen Ni had no doubt that if this tea touched him, he’d be heading straight to You Ming to report his death!

“My heart is too dark—you won’t purify it!”

Shen Ni roared, and heaven and earth darkened, shrouded in mist.

In the dim gloom, a hazy great sun emerged, followed by countless brilliant stars—deep beyond sight, they moved and transformed according to mysterious laws.

Hssss~

Before the tea could touch Shen Ni’s true body, it was vaporized by the great sun.

“Hm?”

Meng Wu You stared intently at the sun within the mist.

It was Shen Ni who had pulled out a spirit coffin lamp from the bronze coffin—the pale white light bathed the surrounding void; a single flame descended, igniting the dream world in roaring flames.

The power of annihilation and destruction pierced infinite space, aiming to obliterate this illusory realm outright.

Meng Wu You’s gaze sharpened.

Then—

She raised her hand, and the tea cup, refilled, was flung out once more.

“Today I bestow upon you a thousand karmic debts; bow again before the Wheel of Rebirth to repay your debt!”

This tea had changed again—it was a special Meng Potang forged from the law-force of the Sin Mirror!

A speck of spiritual light shot into the air, forming a rainbow across the dark mist, faint and shifting, illuminating a vast region.

The causes of countless, unknowable, unspeakable, and invisible fruits instantly clung to Shen Ni, jolting his spirit platform and scattering his soul.

This cup of tea delivered ten thousand evils and a thousand karmic debts.

It was painfully familiar to Shen Ni.

Long ago, in the Vague Great World, Wang Chuan had used the Sin Mirror to bind his Dao bodies with chains of sin.

The louder the noise, the heavier the condemnation!

Now Meng Wu You was using the same technique.

Only she had drawn Shen Ni into her dream world through the Thousand Autumns Dream Method, and her final judgment carried the weight of Daoic decree!

“Drink this soup, and be a good person in your next life!”

Dazed, Shen Ni, still holding the bronze coffin, drank the third cup of tea offered by Meng Wu You.

This was the purest Meng Potang.

Boom!

The dream dispersed; Wu You slammed the jade tablet in her hand straight onto Shen Ni’s head.

Shen Ni, still holding the bronze coffin, collapsed stiffly, sinking into the lake’s depths and vanishing.

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