Chapter 768: Continuing Duel of Techniques

"Xuan, after billions of years, your Dao is still this boring."

Upon the Dark Throne, the Dark Lord let out a cold snicker and slowly rose from the throne.

The instant he stood, the entire No Return Dark Path, all the Darkness, boiled over completely!

Whether the Primordial Darkness within the Forbidden Land, the Darkness spreading on the outside Dark Main Path, or even the lingering Dark Origin in the corpses of dead Dark Creatures, the Apocalyptic Power scattered by the Nine Great Apocalypse Sequences after their fall, all roared madly at this moment, converging toward the Dark Forbidden Land and surging wildly toward the Dark Lord's body!

This is the Dark Clan's lair, the Dark Lord's Primordial Sacred Land, his absolute home ground!

Even though his True Body lies beyond Eternal Time and Space, beyond endless dimensions in the Unknowable Land, across the ages he can, through this sacred ground, draw the Primordial Power of the entire Dark Clan and wield a terrifying combat force not inferior to his True Body!

"Darkness Dao, Extinction of All Heavens!"

The Dark Lord slowly raised his hand, gathering endless Darkness in his palm, forming a Darkness Heavenly Curtain that spanned the heavens.

This curtain seemed the ultimate destination of all Zhutian Wanjie, containing endless Jiemie and void; any power, any Great Way, any spark of life that fell within would be utterly devoured, erased, and cease to exist.

He waved his hand, and the Darkness Heavenly Curtain surged toward Xuan's Primordial Origin Dao Seal, meeting it head‑on!

Boom—!!!

There was no deafening roar, no world‑shattering Energy Storm; the two attacks, each imbued with the Great Power of the Half-step Transcendence Realm, collided thunderously in the Void.

The ultimate Light and the ultimate Darkness intertwined completely at this moment.

Creation power and Annihilation Power, like water and fire, raged wildly, annihilating and contending.

At the collision's core, space‑time continuously collapsed and was reshaped.

The Great Way kept shattering and ever‑generating.

The past, present, and future—three Time Changhe—were violently roiled here, countless parallel timelines flashing and vanishing at the point of impact.

In some timelines, Xuan defeated the Dark Lord and protected the Zhutian;

In other timelines, the Dark Lord annihilated the Zhutian, achieving an Apocalyptic hegemony;

In yet other timelines, both perished together, the Zhutian and Darkness collapsing into void.

This is a battle of the Half-step Transcendence Level.

Their clash no longer confines itself to the immediate spacetime; it spans past and future, affecting countless parallel dimensions, each move embodying the utmost comprehension of the Great Way and absolute command over the Zhutian's birth and death.

Ordinary Ultimate Leap masters, even merely brushing the edge of their collision, would have their souls and flesh torn apart by the chaotic spacetime and Great Way power, leaving no chance of reincarnation.

Xuan's figure stood silently in the Void, never retreating a step; the Dao seal at his fingertips continuously activated, the power of the Primordial Origin Great Way surging forth like tides, constantly suppressing the Dark Lord's Darkness Heavenly Curtain.

He is far too familiar with the Dark Lord's Great Way; after eons of duels, he has mapped the Dark Lord's Annihilation Great Way with crystal clarity, and each activation of Dao power precisely strikes the weak points of the Darkness Heavenly Curtain, steadily dismantling the Dark Lord's strength.

The Dark Lord, though his True Body is elsewhere, leverages his home‑field advantage, channeling the Primordial Power of the entire Dark Clan, remaining as steady as Mount Tai.

The Darkness Heavenly Curtain, like an eternal abyss, endlessly devours Xuan's Creation Dao power, while countless bizarre Dark Dao Principles assault from all directions, coiling around Xuan like poisonous serpents, seeking to corrode his Great Way and taint his Divine Sense.

Thus, the two's great battle abruptly unfurled its curtain.

From the Great Way's strategic contest to flesh‑based combat; from the depths of the Divine Soul's duel to the Causality line's clash; from the present spacetime showdown to the retrospection of past and future.

Xuan's fingertip Dao seal shifted: at times becoming a Heaven-Cleaving Great Axe, cleaving the endless Darkness; at other times a Chaotic Azure Lotus, repelling all Jiemie attacks; and occasionally manifesting the Zhutian Wanjie, using the faith of countless living beings to purify the Primordial Darkness.

Each of his moves returns to simplicity, devoid of any flourish, yet harbors the ultimate mysteries of the Creation Great Way; every strike makes the Dark Lord's silhouette tremble faintly.

The Dark Lord, equally masterful, lets the boundless Darkness in his hands evolve countless unfathomable Apocalyptic secret techniques: at times becoming myriad Dark Divine Swords that tear the Void, thrusting toward Xuan; at other times forming an endless Dark Hell intent on imprisoning Xuan forever; and at times slicing spacetime to trace back Xuan's past, aiming to erase any trace of his existence.

His command over the Darkness Dao has reached a pinnacle, matching Xuan blow for blow, making victory hard to determine.

Undoubtedly, the Dao Body of the Dark Lord atop the Dark Throne is merely a vessel for his power; the opponent battling Xuan now remains the Dark Lord's True Body, standing beyond endless spacetime in the Unknowable Land.

Xuan, of course, has long seen through all this; he employs a grand maneuver, tracing back to the source, using this Dao Body to counter‑strike its origin…

He even seeks ways to locate the Dark Lord's True Body.

If he discovers its location, Xuan will not hesitate to strike the True Body!

To put an absolute end to it.

However, the True Body of such an existence cannot be spoken of lightly.

It exists across past and future, the Zhutian Wanjie, the far side of Reincarnation, parallel universes…

Time, in this supreme showdown, has utterly lost its meaning.

The outside world may have passed only a few days, yet within this chaotic spacetime Forbidden Land, the two have already exchanged thousands of rounds, even tens of thousands of years slipping silently amid their clash.

Such a level of battle cannot be decisively settled within a short span.

Just as every great war they have fought over eons, a single clash can span tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of years; unless one side utterly collapses or exhausts and retreats, the battle shows no sign of ending.

The great war still continues.

Within the Dark Forbidden Land, the clash of Light and Darkness has never ceased.

At that moment, Xuan, locked in fierce combat with the Dark Lord, slightly shifted his fingertip; a Divine Sense infused with his will instantly pierced the endless Darkness, pierced the chaotic spacetime, emanated from the Forbidden Land, and clearly reached the ears of every cultivator of the Zhutian Wanjie on the Dark Main Path.

The Divine Sense was steady and weighty, bearing a reassuring force, without any turbulence caused by the great war:

"I, the True Self, will remain here, guarding the Dark Main Path, dueling the Dark Lord; this battle will not end in the short term."

"You may choose yourselves. Those wishing to return to the Zhutian Wanjie may withdraw immediately and guard their own lands; those wishing to continue the campaign may proceed to the other No Return Main Paths to support the battle there."

"Remember, the Ten Tribes of No Return Road are kin; the other Nine Main Roads are even more perilous than this place, so be cautious in all matters."

The Divine Sense descended and slowly dissipated.