Chapter 533: The Final Battle Must, of Course, Last a Whole Chapter

A violent sensation of being torn and trembling, as if passing through a meat grinder, then being forcibly squeezed into another Plane, a completely Withered Plane.

By the time the numerous combatants realized what had happened, they had already appeared on a planet or in its vicinity.

There was no life here, no light, Spirit Power was exhausted, and it was filled with a strange kind of energy. These energies were wild and greedy; the moment they saw them, they attached themselves as if they had intelligence, attempting to tear at them, absorbing their Spirit Power, energy, vitality, spiritual essence, and even their Spirit Soul.

And everyone had only themselves by their side.

"Separated, as expected..."

Chen Shu muttered, lowering his head and closing his eyes.

Nothing could be seen here, and because there was no natural Spirit Power or temperature, even a comprehensive Spirit Eye could not provide feedback on the terrain or landscape; the Spirit Eye could only capture the Spirit Power he actively emitted and the Spirit Power emitted by other outsiders.

Chen Shu could probe this world by actively emitting Spirit Power, emitting ultrasonic waves, or creating light, but his line of sight was also restricted to a very narrow area.

Withered Energy was the greatest source of interference.

It was darker here than the Plane Core, and more purely so.

It was hard to imagine the psychological pressure people from the Qianweimian had to overcome while bumping around like headless flies in such a world—when Chen Shu played games in the past and encountered modes that deprived him of vision, the pressure was immense even if he couldn't be with his teammates, let alone in a situation like this.

"Boom!"

An invisible and vast power came from an unknown place, piercing through the void, piercing through the planet, and was captured by him, turning into a sound that shook his Spirit Soul.

Chen Shu could not help but lower his head.

It seemed to come from the other side of this planet.

This meant that the Third Plane had also opened a Plane Channel right behind them—the gods of both sides had always been closely monitoring each other; although the fact that this Plane had opened a Plane Channel so early and so decisively to seize the origin might have taken them by surprise, it would never have caught them off guard.

The collision of the gods began before theirs.

"Boom..."

It seemed to be at the edge of the Plane, it seemed to be outside the Plane, and it also seemed to be not far from this planet; Divine Power was colliding across the void, and every strike sent ripples to this planet, causing the entire Plane to tremble.

Gods cannot leave their original Plane, nor can they enter this Plane that is already on the verge of collapse, so the collision between them was destined to be restrained.

Unless one side possessed an overwhelming advantage, it was unlikely that a winner would be decided.

The outcome of the war still rested on them.

"..."

Chen Shu immediately silenced his Spirit Power, controlled his body temperature, and entered a state of camouflage.

Waiting for contact from the Command Center.

"I hope it works..."

Chen Shu believed that the command network system constructed by the sacrificed Heavenly Humans and Ning Qing was one of the greatest advantages of this war compared to the Qianweimian, and its contribution to victory was almost no less than the Space-Time Energy he mastered; he hoped the plan would not fail.

It was said that it would take some time.

Chen Shu calmed his heart and silently hid, doing nothing else for the time being except resisting these Withered Powers.

The Group Leader did not land on the planet, but in space not far from the planet.

Here, he quickly encountered a human.

It was a warrior from the same hometown as him.

But these warriors had arrived before him, years before him—it was precisely a senior Heavenly Human who had become a candle flame, illuminating the dark places of the laws of this Plane.

These were all High-Tier Heavenly Humans, but in this Withered Plane, only those at the Ninth Stage could barely hold on for a period of time; they could not last long at all. It could be said that they were destined to die the moment they arrived here, just like a candle that is destined to burn out the moment it is lit.

The Group Leader felt complex and indescribable emotions in his heart.

Heavenly Humans now also belonged to Dayi.

However, he was in no mood for sadness at this moment; the instant the Divine Powers collided, he felt the gravity of that planet and immediately flew toward it with all his might.

This process required a certain amount of time.

It just so happened that it also took time for Ning Qing to build the contact network.

When the Group Leader entered the planet, a layer of Spacetime Net had just covered it.

The enemy had also arrived at the Battlefield.

"Thud..."

The Group Leader landed on the ground and looked around.

The environment was boundlessly dark, devoid of life, deathly silent, and even lacked familiar Spirit Power; it was pure darkness. But in this darkness, no one knew where the enemy was walking or which step would lead to a death trap.

The Group Leader narrowed his eyes and pondered silently.

Was there a problem with his perception of time during the descent? Why did it seem like a long time had passed, yet the command contact had not been established?

So how long did the descent actually take?

It seemed very long, perhaps very short.

Just then, he felt a connection in the dark; the connection was very weak and contained little information, but it pointed out the direction for him.

The originally dark world instantly had a direction.

"..."

The Group Leader silently took out his nameless Sword, faced the endless darkness, and followed the direction indicated by the Command Center, walking forward calmly.

This was destined not to be a game for the cowardly.

Life and death could become reality in an instant, but those who came here should have left cowardice back in their hometown.

Ning Qing sat alone on a wasteland, her eyes closed.

All living beings from this Plane were within her senses; she established contact with them, and under her guidance, they broke through the darkness, like nearly two hundred water droplets scattered on this planet, gathering toward the nearest comrades and gradually strengthening their ranks.

Some had already collided with the other side.

And she also sensed the strength of the other side...

Nothing exceeded expectations—

Even if the other side perceived the changes in this Plane through Spiritual Power, their reaction was very limited.

They didn't have enough reaction time themselves; they had only completely abandoned their original timeline around the year 5025, which was only three or four years ago.

The other side also lacked Space-Time Items, and might not even know the concept of a Twin Universe.

No one in their victorious Rear Plane wanted to travel back to the Qianweimian, nor did they have the ability to do so; in all likelihood, they didn't even have this awareness, so the response the other side made in their haste was not as powerful as their Qianweimian.

This made things very easy.

One only needed to wait for these scattered water droplets to gather, with Chen Shu as the lead, and victory would be destined.

Ning Qing opened her eyes, without Joy or Fear.

Immediately, however, her gaze could not help but sweep to the side, seemingly piercing through the darkness to see the substance—

Not far from her side, there was a corpse.

This was her guide, the Secret Sect senior who cooperated with the Dayi Imperial Family, the old woman they met beside the Winter Snow Palace Wall, and one of the High-Tier Heavenly Humans who transformed into firelight to illuminate the darkness.

Actually, she was not an old woman.

Actually, she was only about two hundred years old.

For a High-level Practitioner, one only ages when reaching the end of life; two hundred years is nothing.

And Heavenly Humans have always had outstanding appearances, so this senior actually possessed a skin that would attract attention; she often appeared as an old woman because, in her view, this made her work a little simpler.

Fate is so wondrous; as soon as Ning Qing arrived here, she sensed her location in the dark.

If not for knowing that this Plane had already withered and the Plane Will had already perished, with only residual laws still struggling to operate, Ning Qing would even have thought this was the final tenderness of this Plane's Plane Will.

"Heh..."

Truly, she had stayed with Chen Shu for too long.

At this moment, it was as if there were three Spirit Souls inside Little Master Xuanzhen; besides him, there were two of the strongest from their respective eras—one brought him the top-tier defense of the Ming Sect Secret Technique Indestructible True Body and the Spiritual Sense of a top-tier Martial Cultivator, and the other brought him powerful Spell attack capabilities. Both had once stood at the peak of their eras, and true powerhouses would never feel Fear just because they left their original comfortable environment, which in turn made his own heart become composed.

The three Spirit Souls were silent as they flew across the firmament.

Little Master Xuanzhen had good luck; not long after, he encountered the Dayi Prince Jin and a Ninth Stage giant beast from an alien star, and they traveled together.

However, their luck was also very bad; not long after, they encountered two powerhouses from an alien Plane.

No communication was needed; meeting meant the Battlefield.

Under the Spirit Eye, one only saw violent power pressing down from the sky, as if it would crush them into powder in an instant.

Little Master Xuanzhen's first reaction was to construct a defense while avoiding this strike, but before he could act, he saw the aged Prince Jin soar into the sky, his whole person seemingly transforming into a sharp Sword Light, using the strength of his entire body to shatter this power.

The alien giant beast also rushed into the sky, tearing through space in an instant.

"Boom!"

The shattered Spirit Power instantly dissolved the earth.

Little Master Xuanzhen discovered that this war seemed even more violent than he had imagined; once the two sides collided, it was their strongest killing moves—there was no back-and-forth, no probing, and no room for anything else. The strongest of the two Planes were silent, colliding with their respective lives, and in an instant, the heavens collapsed and the earth cracked. The shock this gave his heart was even greater than the visual shock brought by this scene.

When he came to his senses, Tianxing Zhenren had already controlled his body, blooming a sun in the distance to melt the darkness.

The light illuminated the figures of the other side—

They were also humanoid creatures, with some differences from them; they seemed to be quite a bit shorter, but as they floated in the air at this moment, they were so upright.

Five pairs of eyes stared at each other, all cold and firm like gods.

This seemed to be the first conflict to erupt on this planet; the intense Spirit Power fluctuations and the light emitted by the Sun-Extinguishing Divine Art spread very far even under the interference of the Withered Power, and this world was instantly no longer dark and silent.

The reinforcements of both sides were surely rushing over rapidly.

This planet had a circumference of sixty thousand kilometers; even for those on the other side of the planet, it would take no more than three hours to arrive here.

Fortunately, this encounter, which involved going all-out and burning lives, only lasted a few minutes before ending; its short duration was relative to its ultra-high intensity, leaving behind the scars covering Little Master Xuanzhen and the alien Ninth Stage giant beast, as well as the corpses of the aged Prince Jin and the two alien Plane combatants.

Fighting three against two, they had actually almost lost.

One had to admit that the Third Plane was ahead of them; even though they were in the same universe and restricted by the same cultivation rules, and both were Ninth Stage, these alien powerhouses were stronger than them.

In his mind, Little Master Xuanzhen still recalled that heaven-shaking Sword strike where Crown Princess Prince Jin sacrificed himself; if not for that, the losers would likely have been them.

The man and the beast looked at each other; no words were needed, no communication was necessary, and they silently left this place quickly.

Following the guidance in the dark, they accurately sought out companions, needing to complete their gathering in a short time to fight with more against fewer, so as to ensure victory.

This planet had completely lost its darkness and tranquility.

Top Ninth-tier powerhouses used the planet as a Battlefield; with hundreds of Ninth Stage powerhouses gathered here, sudden encounters were inevitable, causing it to bloom everywhere. The light emitted by various Spells and means would often illuminate a hundred or a thousand miles, and from space, the entire planet was flickering with light.

The gods outside the Plane collided in secret, making movements that shook the entire Plane, and when transmitted here, it instead became the war drum beaten for them.

As time passed, both sides gradually gathered together.

It was just that this planet was still too small for so many Ninth Stage powerhouses; in the process of gathering, this planet had already been battered and riddled with holes by both sides.

The other side's advantage lay in their stronger individual combat power and slightly higher numbers.

Their own side's advantage lay in having a commander, gathering faster and more accurately in the darkness, with more rapid and rational support, often fighting with more against fewer, and sometimes even mastering the other side's movements to avoid a doomed encounter.

Until Little Master Xuanzhen met Dharma Master Tongdeng, met Zhang Suannai, met the Group Leader, met numerous group members, and met many seniors; in the slaughter, the team they were in grew larger and larger, already having over a hundred people, and the combatants of this Plane had already gathered into only two groups.

The other group was just ahead.

Everyone looked toward the distance—

Accompanied by a small number of figures, Chen Shu faced dozens or hundreds of alien Plane powerhouses, summoned a god-like Spirit Body, drew in Space-Time Energy, and in an instant constructed a Sun-Extinguishing Divine Art that looked like a real star. The bright light that erupted in that instant illuminated at least half the planet as if it were daylight, and the immeasurable temperature and violent power enveloped all the enemies in front, even threatening friendly forces.

At that moment, he, like the cold-faced phantom behind him, was like a god, and the sun of that moment even dispersed the Withered Power.

The true flames of the sun swallowed the entire continent.

Everything in front turned into nothingness, and even this Plane was trembling, as if it were tottering.

This was power that mortals could not resist.

Below the gods, all are mere ants.

In that instant, both sides already realized—

Fear that victory, defeat, life, and death were already decided.