Chapter 105: Eternal Life Slays the Immortal Sword

Jun Wentian's lofty, as if pronouncing fate, words echoed in the Dead Silence starry sky, bearing an air of rightful arrogance and Indifference, as if Ye Wuque's existence were merely a toy temporarily existing to please him.

Hearing this exceedingly familiar line—one that should have been his own exclusive catchphrase—Ye Wuque's eyebrows twitched slightly, and instead of anger his face showed a hint of amused smile.

"Heh, that's somewhat interesting..."

He murmured softly, finding the feeling rather novel.

In the past he always crushed opponents with absolute power, treating them as whetstones; today the roles were reversed.

"Damn! This is infuriating! This pretentious guy! Brother Ye, don't stop me, let me tear that stinky face apart!"

Beside them, Xiao Jie was already fuming and shouting, their blood boiling again, rolling up their sleeves and ready to rush forward to teach that arrogant guy a lesson.

Ye Wuque, however, reached out and stopped them, his tone calm yet carrying unquestionable authority:

"Hold your temper. His target is me. You stay back and watch; in a moment... the time for you to act will naturally come."

Xiao Jie, though still fuming, listened to Ye Wuque's words, suppressing their urge to go berserk, their tiger-like eyes fixed on Jun Wentian in the distance, both hands gathering power, ready at any moment to unleash a Lei Dian strike!

Ye Wuque calmed Xiao Jie, then turned his gaze back to Jun Wentian, who stood with hands behind his back as if waiting for him to strike first; without a word, he casually raised his right hand and launched a distant punch!

The punch, seemingly unremarkable and lacking any great fanfare, nevertheless caused the Void wherever its edge passed to sink and warp silently like fragile crystal; a terrifying force, refined to the extreme and capable of shattering stars with ease, instantly spanned tens of thousands of miles and appeared before Jun Wentian!

Yet, faced with the sudden punch, Jun Wentian's handsome face still bore a faint hint of amusement, and he made no move to dodge or block at all.

At the instant the punch was about to strike his body—his form, like a reflection in water, wavered briefly, then... vanished into thin air!

Ye Wuque's certain punch actually pierced the air, slamming into a floating asteroid belt behind, instantly turning the belt into dust!

Jun Wentian's Dark Shadow, like a phantom, silently materialized in the Void thousands of miles to the left, still standing with hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, as if he had never moved.

"Sss... disappeared??"

"It's a spatial shift! The divine son of the Jun family actually wields such advanced spatial talent!"

"Terrifying! It's like standing on an invincible ground! If you can't even hit him, how can you fight?"

From afar, the frantic beings who fled yet couldn't resist turning back to watch let out shocked murmurs upon seeing this scene.

Jun Wentian looked at Ye Wuque, a faint curve lifting the corner of his mouth.

Ye Wuque retracted his fist, his face showing no surprise, and gave a casual appraisal:

"Spatial talent, huh... not bad."

"Not bad?" Jun Wentian seemed to hear something amusing, shook his head lightly, "A frog at the bottom of a well, how could it know the vastness of the Milky Way? My 'Void God Escape' is..."

His words halted abruptly before he could finish.

Because he saw that opposite Ye Wuque, in his deep Dark Eye, at some point, two incredibly ancient and mysterious glimmers had emerged, as if containing the ultimate secrets of Space-Time!

"Space-Time Divine Eye, open!"

The instant the Space-Time Divine Eye opened, the world in Ye Wuque's eyes changed completely.

The chaotic energy, shattered Space, twisted laws... everything became crystal clear and meticulously dissected in his sight.

And the previously godlike Void God Escape of Jun Wentian—its trajectory, the subtle fluctuations of Space, even the possible destination of its next shift—were instantly calculated and captured with perfect clarity by the Space-Time Divine Eye!

Before the supreme power that commands the Space-Time Origin, mere spatial talent... is not even scrap!

One could even say that using the Space-Time Divine Eye against Jun Wentian is like using a butcher's cleaver to kill a chicken!

"Found you."

Ye Wuque spoke calmly, not even looking at Jun Wentian's current location, but instead aimed at an apparently empty Void to his right‑front and simply punched through!

Boom!!

Golden fist light illuminated the universe, its unrivaled might tearing everything apart!

This punch, no longer a test, contained Ye Wuque's terrifying, unparalleled Flesh power and surging battle sanctity!

"What?!"

Within that Void, the Jun Wentian who had just completed a shift and whose form had not yet fully solidified, his playful and composed expression froze instantly, replaced by genuine astonishment!

He could not at all comprehend how the opponent had precisely predicted the landing point of his shift!

In his haste, he didn't have time to activate Void God Escape again, so he forcefully slapped a palm back, unleashing emerald divine light that surged into a sturdy barrier before him!

Dong!!!

The golden fist slammed hard onto the emerald barrier!

Like a thunderclap of the Nine Heavens!

The emerald barrier quivered violently, emitting a strained groan; cracks instantly spidered across it. Though it never fully shattered, the terrifying force transmitted through it still numbed Jun Wentian's arm, sent his blood surging, and forced his body to lurch backward uncontrollably for seven or eight steps before he could steady himself, his dark‑gold cloud‑patterned robe becoming slightly disheveled.

He was unscathed, yet it was as if a hard slap had struck his exceedingly proud face!

Dead Silence filled the arena!

All onlookers widened their eyes, staring in disbelief at the scene!

The divine son of the Jun family... hailed as one of the Ten Young Emperors of the Boundless Heaven, Jun Wentian, was actually repelled in his first direct clash...!

Jun Wentian slowly lifted his head, his gaze toward Ye Wuque finally changed completely.

The earlier amusement, Indifference, and lofty contempt vanished, replaced by a cold scrutiny and... a hint of genuine anger ignited by being provoked by ants, and... interest?

"You actually managed to pinpoint my location..."

Jun Wentian spoke slowly, his voice turning cold and lethal, "It seems I have indeed underestimated you."

He gently flexed his slightly numb wrist, and the aura around him surged upward at a terrifying speed, as if a seal had been broken; a vast oppressive pressure spread like a tide, suffocating the distant spectators.

"This is fine..."

Jun Wentian's face broke into a cold, cruel smile:

"If it's too easy to crush, it becomes boring. You... are barely a suitable stepping stone!"

The moment his words fell, Jun Wentian moved!

He pointed his finger like a sword toward Ye Wuque's direction and, with a casual flick, slashed out!

Snicker—!!!

An emerald sword aura, its brilliance and enormity beyond words, burst across the sky in an instant!

The sword aura initially measured only about a zhang, but the instant it appeared it surged wildly, stretching millions of li in a blink, as if it would cleave the entire Abyss with a single slash!

Within the sword aura was contained an ancient, massive, yet icy Line: Dead Silence of terrifying sword intent!

Even more shocking, with the sword aura's appearance, countless plants on the shattered continent below, and even some floating meteor fragments, seemed summoned by a supreme sword intent, soaring skyward and turning into countless fine yet unmatched sharp sword qi, merging into the million‑li sword aura, causing its might to surge again!

Where the sword aura passed, Space was neatly sliced, and small Stellar Debris floating in its path were silently swept by the sword qi afterglow, instantly turning into the tiniest cosmic dust, without even an explosion!

Faintly, deep within that emerald sword aura, terrifying visions of celestial palaces collapsing, swarms of immortals bleeding, and gods and demons falling emerged, with mournful, desperate wails that seemed to pierce Eternal Time and Space, descending together with the sword aura!

The incomparably terrifying sword pressure descended first, subduing the ten directions of Void; in the distance, some smaller Void Divine Islands under this sword pressure crumbled and collapsed like sandcastles!

Jun family's supreme sword technique… Everlasting Slaying Immortal Sword!

When a single sword is unleashed, it slays immortals, rebels against deities, and even Everlasting can be cut!