Chapter 592: I Owe You a Favor!

Supreme Buddha Nation.

Supreme Buddha's eyes, which had just closed, opened again.

His gaze, compassionate yet filled with infinite wisdom, also pierced the boundless space-time and fell upon that Yin‑Yang Great Hand.

He gave a faint smile, a hint of surprise and a hint of satisfaction in it:

"This Yin‑Yang Great Emperor... I truly didn't expect this being to intervene..."

"This being, how many years of silence without acting? To act today? I really didn't expect it..."

He shook his head slightly, a trace of contemplation flashing in his eyes:

"It seems the weight these two juniors hold in the Yin‑Yang Great Emperor's heart is not light..."

……

Deep within the Space-Time River, that eerie ice‑bound wasteland.

The towering male figure, frozen for endless years, at the moment he saw the Yin‑Yang Great Hand, his perpetually dormant eyes suddenly burst with dazzling light!

That light, like two blazing suns, illuminated the entire icy wasteland!

His resonant, domineering voice rang out from the ice, shaking the whole frozen realm:

"Very good!"

"Yin‑Yang Great Emperor, you have intervened!"

"I, Ye Zhetian, owe you a favor!"

The voice was full of boldness and gratitude!

He is one of the Three Great Ancestors of the Ye Clan... Ye Zhetian!

Although a special condition prevents him from acting, he has been watching this battle all along!

Seeing Ye Wuque—his junior—struggling in a desperate situation, his heart was as if sliced by a knife!

And at this moment, seeing the Yin‑Yang Great Emperor intervene to save Ye Wuque, his endless worry and guilt finally turned into a bold promise!

……

No Return Path battlefield.

The Three Ominous Supremes naturally caught on at this moment, realizing who had acted.

Their expressions turned extremely grim!

The leading Ominous Supreme stared fixedly at the Yin‑Yang Great Hand, his voice sinking to the deepest gloom:

"It's you! Yin‑Yang Great Emperor!"

"Hmph! You came quickly!"

Another Ominous Supreme clenched his teeth likewise:

"That immortal old fool, daring to act now! Ruining my grand plans!"

However, no matter how angry or unwilling they were, they could not change the fact before them—

The Yin‑Yang Great Emperor intervened!

Yongheng Anzu's strike was blocked!

At that moment—

The Yin‑Yang Great Hand suddenly exerted force!

"Bzz—!!!"

Yin‑Yang Qi surged abruptly, the perfect Taiji diagram spun faster, and a terrifying Great Power capable of overturning millennia and reopening Chaos erupted with a roar!

Yongheng Anzu's world‑ending dark claw could no longer withstand this Great Power!

Boom—!!!

The two forces collided violently!

The horror of that collision defies any description!

It seemed as if two Great Thousand-level Universes collided, vanished, and returned to the void in a single instant!

Endless waves of Destruction, centered on the collision point, spread wildly in all directions!

Where the ripples passed, all existence—laws, energy, matter, Void—were turned into nothingness!

The Three Ominous Supremes, swept by the ripples, involuntarily retreated tens of thousands of zhang!

Ye Shizu and the others were also forced to retreat!

And at the core of the ripple—

the Yin‑Yang Great Hand and the world‑ending dark claw shattered explosively at the same time!

They turned into countless Yin‑Yang light points and dark light points, dissipating into the Void!

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen were likewise struck by the terrifying force, their bodies flung backward abruptly!

But—

At the instant they were flung back, a portion of the shattered Yin‑Yang Qi automatically protected its master, forming a faint Yin‑Yang light shield that enveloped the two!

The shield, though seemingly delicate, contained the Supreme Dao Principles of the Yin‑Yang Great Emperor!

All residual Destruction, upon touching the shield, instantly vanished into nothingness!

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen emerged completely unscathed!

……

After the strike, heaven and earth returned to silence.

The two supreme beings, across boundless space-time, completed this duel.

Result—

A perfect tie!

No one could do anything to anyone!

But obviously, Yongheng Anzu's plan has completely failed!

He no longer has any chance to assassinate Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen!

In the terrifying coffin at the center of the Dark Sea, that pure Dark Shadow without eyes, ears, nose, mouth or limbs now lets out a chilling snort:

"Hmph!"

"Yin-Yang Emperor..."

"You won't be this lucky every time..."

That voice, as if coming from the Nine Nether Abyss, carried endless cold and venomous resentment:

"You ants... won't be able to scuttle for long..."

As the words fell, the coffin lid of the horrific coffin slowly closed.

"Boom—"

A muffled thunderous roar, and the coffin sealed completely.

The endless dark aura that surged from the coffin also contracted and fell silent.

Yongheng Anzu shows no intention of striking again.

He knows that with the Yin-Yang Emperor watching, it is impossible to succeed today.

Continuing to act would only reveal more cards and be unprofitable.

The Dark Sea returns to Dead Silence.

……

Meanwhile.

Deep within the Space-Time River, at the end of ages and Reincarnation, lies a fragment of infinitely ancient spacetime from the Primordial Ages.

It is an absolute realm independent of Zhutian Wanjie.

Here, there is no Time, no Space, no law, no matter.

Only eternal void and endless Chaos.

Yet, within this void and Chaos, a magnificent male figure stands proudly.

The figure, tall and imposing, seems capable of supporting Zhutian Wanjie.

Around him, Yin-Yang energy circulates, forming a perfect Tai Chi domain.

Within that Tai Chi domain are sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, flora, fauna, and all living beings—like a complete, self-consistent Yin-Yang world!

He is the supreme overlord who just intervened to save Ye Wuque, Feng Caichen, and Feng Qingyang—

Yin-Yang Emperor!

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Emperor stands with his hands behind his back, expression faint, his gaze piercing endless spacetime, landing on the direction of the Dark Sea on the No Return Path, which is gradually quieting.

A faint hint of sarcasm lifts at the corner of his mouth:

"Hehe, Yongheng Anzu, you old immortal..."

"Don't think I don't know; you only have this one chance to act!"

He pauses briefly, his gaze deepening:

"Your injuries haven't even healed yet!"

"Forcefully striking now is nothing but empty bravado!"

He withdraws his gaze, looking toward the two young figures on the No Return Path who are slowly steadying themselves—Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen—a flash of satisfaction in his eyes:

"Moreover, I once saved that kid Ye's life..."

"I will not stand by as he falls into danger again..."

He shakes his head slightly, his tone bearing an undeniable domineering edge:

"Without my permission, these few seeds of Zhutian Wanjie, you don't even think about moving them."

As his words fade, the Yin-Yang energy around him trembles faintly, as if echoing his will.