Chapter 800

His true body appeared simultaneously in countless timelines, launching crazy attacks toward Ye Zhetian in different timelines!

In the ancient epoch, his Dao body shattered Ye Zhetian's Dao foundation from his youth;

In the medieval epoch, his spirit body wiped out Ye Zhetian's closest friends and family;

In the future space-time, his causal body laid out endless killing traps, wanting to completely end Ye Zhetian's future!

A battle of Half-step Transcendence was never limited to fighting in the present, but was an ultimate showdown that spanned the past, present, and future, and all timelines!

As long as you were defeated or wiped out in any timeline, your true body would also suffer irreversible severe damage, or even complete body and spirit annihilation!

This was the cruelty of a Half-step Transcendence battle, and also its terrifying aspect!

Facing the Lord of Omen's crazy siege that spanned all timelines, Ye Zhetian was completely unafraid!

With the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron above his head and stepping on the River of Time, his Imperial Dao radiance illuminated the heavens. He manifested his form simultaneously in countless timelines, engaging in one battle after another with the Lord of Omen!

In the past timeline, he used his Imperial Dao power to protect his younger self, blocking the attack of the Lord of Omen's Dao body;

In the medieval timeline, he reversed causality, resurrected his closest friends and family who had been wiped out, and shattered the Lord of Omen's spirit body;

In the future timeline, he used the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron to suppress all killing traps and destroyed the Lord of Omen's causal body!

The two's true bodies collided violently in the core of chaos;

Their Dao bodies fought to the death in endless timelines;

Their wills engaged in one Great Dao game after another in countless parallel universes!

This great battle had completely exceeded the concept of time.

Outside, perhaps only a short quarter of an hour had passed, but in the center of the battlefield, in those countless timelines, the two had already fought for endless years.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years...

Countless years passed quietly amidst their fighting.

They fought from the deepest depths of chaos to the source of the River of Time; from the Primordial Beginning Era when the heavens and earth were first opened to the Epoch-Ending Land where the epoch concluded; from every corner of the heavens and myriad realms to the deepest depths of the No Return Road.

Countless space-times collapsed completely amidst their fighting; countless epochs opened and ended amidst their collisions; countless Great Daos were born and extinguished amidst their showdowns.

The entire River of Time, because of the two's great battle, stirred up monstrous waves. Countless timelines were disordered and intertwined, countless parallel universes were continuously born and extinguished, and the entire river seemed as if it would completely explode amidst this terrifying great battle!

At a certain moment, a thunderous roar that shook the past and present exploded once again!

Two blurred figures were simultaneously shaken out from the disordered timelines, flying backward in two different directions for a distance of a million trillion light-years!

Ye Zhetian's Imperial robe had long since become tattered amidst the endless fighting, and his body was covered with countless hideous wounds. The gray Ominous Power continuously eroded his wounds, wanting to burrow into his body and grind away his Imperial Dao origin.

His complexion was pale as paper, and dark golden Imperial blood continuously spilled from his mouth. His aura had also withered significantly. Clearly, in this great battle of endless years, he had also suffered no light injuries.

And the Lord of Omen opposite him was in no better condition.

His massive body of nine trillion light-years was now covered with countless dark golden cracks. The Imperial Dao radiance of the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron continuously ravaged his body, shattering his Dao foundation and grinding away his Ominous origin.

His complexion was even more pale and sickly than before, and he continuously coughed up gray-black origin blood. Those eyes that contained endless rivers of space-time had also dimmed significantly, and his aura was similarly withered.

In the great battle of endless years, both had exhausted their full strength, and in the end, it was still a mutual defeat, difficult to distinguish a winner.

The Lord of Omen stared fixedly at Ye Zhetian opposite him, his voice carrying a trace of unconcealable apprehension, as well as a trace of mad killing intent:

"This Venerable One must admit, for endless years, this time, this Venerable One has truly encountered an opponent."

"With your realm of having just stepped into Half-step Transcendence, being able to fight to this extent against this Venerable One is enough for you to be proud."

"However, Ye Zhetian, you must understand that relying on you alone, you simply do not have the qualifications to block the complete destruction of this epoch..."

His voice carried a trace of an eerie, meaningful smile, as if he were speaking of something already destined.

Hearing this, Ye Zhetian frowned slightly, his gaze flickering, his tone still steady, carrying a trace of coldness:

"Hmph, spare me this high-sounding nonsense. As long as this Venerable One is here for one day, you Ominous Clan shall not think of destroying the heavens and myriad realms."

"Hehe, more words are useless."

The Lord of Omen let out a detached, cold laugh, his eerie eyes looking deeply at Ye Zhetian, and he spoke slowly:

"You all... simply do not know what kind of existence... you are actually facing..."

The moment these words fell, Ye Zhetian's complexion changed drastically!

Deep within his eyes, countless images flashed crazily. That great battle from eternity ago, those shattered memory fragments, those forbidden secrets that had been sealed in dust, at this moment, poured crazily into his mind!

His body could not help but tremble slightly, and he could not help but mutter solemnly to himself:

"Could it be... could it be that in that battle back then, behind you all, there really was..."

He did not say the words that followed, but those deep eyes were filled with unprecedented solemnity and horror.

Eternity ago, he, Ye Beichen, and the ancestor of the Order Clan had joined forces and killed their way into the deepest depths of the No Return Road, wanting to completely end the threat of the ten great clans.

But in that battle, they encountered an unprecedented siege, with a full six world-dominating powerhouses at the Half-step Transcendence level attacking them simultaneously.

At that time, they had always thought it was a joint effort of the ten great clans.

But now, these words from the Lord of Omen made him instantly realize that things were far from as simple as they had imagined!

The ten great clans, perhaps, were also just chess pieces!

Behind them, there were even more terrifying, even more unimaginable existences!

The moment this thought arose, Ye Zhetian's mind instantly stirred up monstrous waves!