Chapter 547

He instantly teleported, appearing before the black-clad man in the blink of an eye, and punched with the force of space and time, sending the opponent reeling backward.

"Are you alright?" Lin Yu asked, concerned, addressing Wang Da Dong and Hearing Guan Yu. Wang Da Dong's clothes were torn to shreds, his face pale, and he had suffered a heavy injury.

"No major damage—I'll be hopping around again after a bit of rest," Wang Da Dong gasped. "Why'd you show up so late?"

"I ran into a small problem on the way," Lin Yu replied awkwardly. He had planned to strike directly at their base, catching Dugu Lang off guard, but failed to infiltrate and had to turn back.

"This guy's combat power isn't low. The walls around us seem to weaken strength, and since I'm not from the Golden Time-Space, I'm under temporal suppression—I can't unleash my full power…" Hearing Guan Yu, true to his reputation, calmly informed Lin Yu of the walls' anomaly and warned him to proceed with caution, lest he stumble.

"Limits combat power?" Lin Yu raised an eyebrow. Unexpected, yet logical. Dugu Lang could not have survived the Demon Realm's invasion unless he was powerful enough—after all, even Zhi Shui and the Black Dragon had failed to defeat him.

【Ding, first kill of a time-space corrupted creature. Reward: one lottery draw!】

【Host, please draw!】

As he pondered, Lin Yu's internal system suddenly chimed. Without hesitation, he selected "Yes."

【Ding, congratulations, host! You've drawn the skill: Thunder Power!】

"Thunder Power! Does that mean I can control lightning and electricity? Then my movement speed could get even faster!" Hearing the system's voice in his mind, Lin Yu was stunned—this reward was better than he'd imagined.

"Lin Yu, what are you standing there for? Get moving, 4.6!"

As Lin Yu was lost in thought, Wang Da Dong's shout snapped him back to reality.

At that moment, Hearing Guan Yu and Wang Da Dong had already re-engaged the black-clad man; their combat powers were evenly matched. Wang Da Dong relied on his fierce regenerative ability to withstand the black-clad man's assaults.

Hearing Guan Yu, having been refined by time-space, had significantly increased his combat power. Though pressing forward relentlessly, his life was never in danger.

"Step back—I'll handle this," Lin Yu replied, focusing his energy. White lightning erupted from his right hand, while black mist churned from the Chaos Sword in his left. He exhaled, pushed off the ground, and shot into the battlefield like a streak of lightning.

"Boom!"

【396】 You won't pass unless you kill me!

The two clashed, lightning and thunder colliding in a flash of sparks.

After several exchanges, Lin Yu delivered a horizontal slash that sent the black-clad man flying into the corner; blood sprayed from his mouth, and the sound of his ribs snapping was clearly audible.

"Ssshh~ Wang Da Dong, Lin Yu! Are you guys from Ultimate Class really planning to make enemies with Shadow?"

The black-clad man struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from his lips, and glared coldly with hatred and suspicion in his eyes.

"Shadow? Black shadow? Whoever wants to take on Ultimate Class must first get past me—I'm the guardian of Ultimate Class!" Hearing Wang Da Dong's words, the Dragon Pattern Axe in his hand ignited with blazing flames; his combat power index surged to 39,000 and continued climbing.

"Hmph! Don't think I'm afraid!"

No sooner had the black-clad man spoken than he raised his hand swiftly. A massive airflow gathered in his palm; his eyes turned crimson, his pupils black as ink, and a strange aura spread outward.

Then he slammed his palm forward—terrible power rippled outward. Lin Yu and the others' clothes fluttered in the wind; they felt as if caught in a vortex, their bodies trembling, on the verge of being torn apart in the next second.

Wang Da Dong's expression turned solemn. He gripped his Dragon Pattern Axe tightly, raised his combat power to maximum, stepped forward, swung his wrist, and the Axe gleamed with icy light, slicing through space and unleashing a blinding flash that hurtled toward the black-clad man.

Hearing Guan Yu, beside him, maintained his combat power without decline, unleashing his ultimate technique, Heavenly Soul, with a blade of light flashing like a beast lunging at the black-clad man.

"Hahahaha! You two think you can take me on?" The black-clad man laughed aloud, then unleashed a surge of power—the surrounding walls shattered, encircling Wang Da Dong and the others.

Lin Yu moved swiftly; lightning and flame intertwined in his hands. He hurled the Chaos Sword, and a surge of thunder power erupted from its tip, heating the blade to incandescence.

The Chaos Sword spun several times in midair, then stabbed fiercely toward the black-clad man's third eye.

The black-clad man calmly countered, raising both arms. A thick shield materialized instantly, blocking Lin Yu's attack dead-on.

The Chaos Sword struck the shield—and exploded. A chain of fire erupted, and a powerful force hurled Lin Yu backward; he staggered several steps before stopping.

"How could this be!" Wang Da Dong roared. He couldn't believe that his full-power strike had only pushed the enemy back a few steps—thanks to the shield. He felt utterly powerless.

"Heh, felt that, didn't you? That's the gap. Give up while you still can. In this place, you can't unleash your full combat power—no matter how high it is, it's useless."

The black-clad man watched coldly, his face filled with mockery. He had absolute confidence in his Zone Four array—even against someone like Hearing Guan Yu, it was useless.

"So what?" Wang Da Dong snorted, exhaled, leveled his Dragon Pattern Axe at the black-clad man, and said gravely: "You're nothing but a bunch of trash trying to destroy all time-space. We'll never let anyone ruin time-space!"

"Heh, ignorant boy—just stay alive for now!" The black-clad man waved his hand, then stomped the ground, shattering it, and lunged swiftly toward Wang Da Dong.

Hearing Guan Yu looked up, shouted, veins bulging on his arms, white mist swirling around him, his skin turning bronze, eyes blazing red, muscles swelling as if a war god had descended. From his Green Dragon Blade emerged a dragon-shaped spirit several meters long, charging at the black-clad man.

Simultaneously, behind Lin Yu, a golden phantom appeared—this was his current Underworld King!

Killing intent erupted from his back; blue electric arcs danced in the air, swirling around the Underworld King, enhancing its majesty and terror.

"Fall back—I'll handle this guy. Duan Duan Changren seems nearby. Take the Black Dragon and Wang Yase to a hidden spot, then find Duan Duan Changren."

At that moment, light flared in Lin Yu's eyes—thunder power. Combined with the Underworld King, his combat power had reached fifty thousand. Behind him, the Underworld King was clad in purple lightning, its aura surging skyward, compressing the surrounding air until it trembled.

Seeing this, Wang Da Dong didn't ask how Lin Yu had gained thunder power. He grabbed Wang Yase and shouted: "Be careful! 757!"

Wang Da Dong trusted Lin Yu absolutely. Though he didn't know why, his heart told him Lin Yu would never lose.

Hearing Guan Yu had intended to stay and aid his elder brother Lin Yu, but after seeing Lin Yu's power, he no longer hesitated. He carried the unconscious Black Dragon and followed Wang Da Dong toward safety.

"Damn it, you won't get away!" The black-clad man roared, pouring thick demonic energy from his body. He threw a punch, unleashing a devastating wave of force to stop Wang Da Dong and the others.

Unfortunately, after gaining thunder power, Lin Yu's speed had increased dramatically.

The next instant, he appeared behind Wang Da Dong and the others, his face cold as he said calmly: "You won't pass—unless you kill me."

"Lin Yu! You're too arrogant!" The black-clad man clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with fury. "You think I can't handle you? Since you insist on this, I'll kill you first, then wipe them out!"

【397】 Savior of the Twelve Time-Spaces

No sooner had he spoken than the black-clad man's aura shifted violently. His body was engulfed in thick black mist, expanding rapidly, muscles bulging. His clothes could not withstand the power—they burst one after another, revealing a suit of black metal armor beneath.

His presence surged like a wild horse breaking free; with each step, deep craters formed beneath his feet.

"Ssshh!" The black-clad man inhaled deeply. His massive shield transformed into two blades, their edges flowing with strange black energy, slashing toward Lin Yu.

Lin Yu's pupils contracted. In the next instant, the Chaos Sword in his grip magically transformed into a pair of iron fists, with additional parts forming a full suit of iron armor that clung to his body.

"Bang!"

Lin Yu and the black-clad man clashed head-on, sparks flying. Both were pushed back slightly—neither gained the upper hand.

"You're strong!" The black-clad man praised, a cruel smile curling his lips. "I admit I underestimated you. But within this array, you can't unleash your full power."

"What array? I'll break it right now!"

Lin Yu snorted, his entire body flashing with thunderlight, becoming as if he were lightning itself—a divine figure.

"This guy possesses both White Path and Black Path abilities—could he be the one who can save the Twelve Timelines?" The black-cloaked man stared at Lin Yu as he unleashed his full power, his face filled with shock—he never expected Lin Yu to be so extraordinary.

"Watch me smash this damn thing!" Lin Yu stood amidst lightning, his voice deafening, echoing in all directions, making the earth tremble violently and hum incessantly.

The black-cloaked man's expression turned solemn; this pressure filled him with fear, making even his soul tremble.

"I don't understand—how could this happen? The array was supposed to suppress you—how could it be like this～ˇ!"

The black-cloaked man could not believe it—Lin Yu's aura had completely overwhelmed him, like a colossal beast, suffocating him.

"Shatter!" Lin Yu roared; white lightning surged and flashed, the space quaking, nearly collapsing.

Lin Yu punched forward, like a meteor—this meteor pierced the darkness, trailing rolling heat, striking the black-cloaked man's barrier with full force.

Instantly, the black-cloaked man's face twisted in shock; the sound of shattering echoed continuously, his shield shattered into pieces, and his entire body was hurled backward as if struck by a massive blow.

"Puff!" Blood sprayed from the black-cloaked man's mouth, his chest caved in, bones shattered beyond count.

"Now's the chance!" Lin Yu seized the opening; lightning interwove and slashed toward the black-cloaked man, who had yet to regain control of his body.

At last, the surrounding walls could no longer hold—they began cracking layer by layer, stones tumbling down.

Lin Yu moved like lightning, appearing instantly beside the black-cloaked man, kicking out with his leg—no mercy—and flipping him over, then unleashing a flurry of punches, worsening the black-cloaked man's injuries.

The black-cloaked man's life force plummeted rapidly, blood trickling from his lips, yet he forced himself upright, laughing wildly: "Hahahaha… Excellent! I've searched high and low—and now you've appeared! The Master will be overjoyed—a new era is upon us!"

Lin Yu's eyes narrowed at his words; he pinned the black-cloaked man to the ground and asked, confused: "What do you mean? The Master will be happy?"

"Cough… cough… So you don't know anything?"

"Legend says the Twelve Timelines will sink into endless darkness—but one man will pierce the darkness like the sun, bringing hope."

The black-cloaked man rambled on, his body trembling, yet he laughed maniacally, as if insane: "How perfect! Once the Twelve Timelines' ability-bearers and the Demon Realm learn your identity, the great war will begin in full!"

Lin Yu listened, his heart tightening—he realized he had stumbled upon something monumental. If war erupted across all Twelve Timelines, everything he'd done before would be utterly wasted.

Blood smeared the black-cloaked man's face; he stared fixedly at Lin Yu, smirking: "I truly wish to see how many will die when that time comes."

"You won't see it. Tell me where Dugu Lang is—I'll let you go." Lin Yu spoke coldly, his fingers curling as a ball of lightning-fire gathered in his palm, radiating boundless killing intent.

"Cough… cough…" The black-cloaked man, in too much pain to speak, looked at Lin Yu calmly: "We exist only to serve the Master's goal. Even if you kill me now, I won't say a word!"

Lin Yu thought: "It's definitely Dugu Lang. But this timeline's Dugu Lang is cunning—he's summoned beastlings and has subordinates with formidable strength. Compared to him, this Black Dragon has clearly suffered these past ten years."

"Since you seek death, I have nothing more to say." No sooner had Lin Yu spoken than the lightning-fire in his hand exploded into countless bolts—crackling loudly—rushing toward the black-cloaked man.

"Even if you kill me, I won't submit!" The black-cloaked man screamed with his last strength, his body engulfed in lightning sparks, emitting the stench of burnt flesh, finally turning to black charcoal and dissolving into the air.

Simultaneously, the array suppressing their power collapsed completely, restoring the campus to its original state—surroundings fell into utter silence.

Lin Yu turned his head and saw Wang Da Dong and Hearing Guan Yu dragging Duan Duan Changren outside, while Wang Yase and the Black Dragon opened their eyes.

"Big Brother Yu, you're amazing—you actually broke that array! If you hadn't come, we'd have been finished!" Wang Da Dong, carrying Duan Duan Changren on his back, beamed upon seeing Lin Yu and hurried forward.