Eternal Sun

Chapter 1526 The Spatial Emperor Jiang! The Three-Legged Golden Crow! (Page 12)

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"I'd only heard about it before, never actually fought against it. Is the power of evolution really that abstract?"

Within a certain dimension of the Hyperdimensional Arena, [Feng Huan], still firmly trapped, was beginning to question the meaning of life.

To date, He has tried countless methods at countless points in time, but has still been unable to break through Yang Hu's encirclement.

Of course, as top-tier deities, the authority wielded by Yang Hu is very abstract, but that doesn't mean Feng Huan is completely powerless to harm Him.

As long as you concentrate your will and spread it out, you can capture the turning point when the "possibility" transformed by [Yang Hu] changes between reality and illusion.

They can then use mental storms or infinite dreams to damage Yang Hu.

What's even stranger is that Yang Hu didn't retaliate at all, allowing Feng Huan's power to constantly seize opportunities to harm him.

At the same time, even if other great gods in this arena only attack Him, He will not take the initiative to retaliate.

……

The top-tier divine domain, formed by the convergence of concepts such as mind, storm, and dream, continues to expand, attempting to encompass the essential concept of [Yang Hu] within it.

Under the terrifying power of the supreme deity, which combines both materialism and idealism, the dimensions and time within the arena are all distorted in an unsettling way.

Matter and energy became a living army, and dimensions and time were also given a mind, actively assisting [Feng Huan] in launching an attack against [Yang Hu].

These attacks did have an impact on Yang Hu, but they were not enough to completely defeat or even eliminate him.

We're still far from it.

"What exactly do you want? Do you intend to determine the victor by trapping me like this? Then I can stand against you until the end of time!"

Having been trapped for too long, [Feng Huan] couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

As Yang Qing's direct subordinate, He maintained sufficient respect for every member of the Sun God Clan.

But that doesn't mean He has no temper.

My relatives’ relatives are not my relatives.

In the current hyperdimensional arena, any great deity who is not of the Dawn God Clan might initially hesitate to go all out due to some reservations.

But once they confirmed that the rules of the arena were valid, and that several supreme gods had indeed been born from among them, no one had any more reservations.

For these great gods who are not of the Sun God Clan, even some of their followers, nothing other than their own chief god can make them give up their pursuit of higher realms.

Even the people of the main god are no exception!

……

hum! ! !

The majestic elven body stretched out fully, displaying all the characteristics of the Wind Fairy and the Dream Fairy.

His beauty was unreal, so perfect that it seemed like a dreamlike creation that should not exist in reality. The power of a supreme deity constantly influenced the endless dimensions and timelines around him.

All life within His influence is naturally powerless to resist, trapped in an eternal dream, constantly providing Him with a unique dream concept.

Even inanimate objects, such as mountains, rocks, the sky, weapons, concepts, and even spacetime itself, contribute their power to Him under the guidance of the mind.

……

call……

Suddenly, the wind picked up!

That wind is a storm that shatters the heart and will, yet it also subtly influences all concepts, a dreamlike wind that even the great gods unconsciously become captivated by.

It is also a wind of annihilation that gathers at the real level, obliterating all matter, energy, concepts, and information.

"Since I can't grasp your essential concept, then I will indiscriminately destroy everything, which will surely inflict a fatal blow on you!"

Various storms gather around the wind illusion, including tornadoes, hurricanes, breezes, gales, and storms, each symbolizing a different direction.

These are types that shouldn't exist simultaneously, yet they coexist under the perfect control of [Wind Illusion].

And each of them performed its own function, surrounding [Wind Illusion].

At this moment, the "possibilities" that Yang Hu had transformed into could no longer perfectly surround Feng Huan, and the power of the wind forcefully tore cracks in the encirclement.

It was this tiny crack that finally gave [Wind Illusion] a chance to escape, and its essential concept did not hesitate to "drill" out along the crack.

When His true form departed, He did not take the endless storms surrounding Him with Him. Instead, He instantly detonated all the power contained within them.

At that moment, what was clearly the power of storm, mind, and dream unleashed a light more terrifying than any authority like fire or the sun.

laugh! ! !

What should have been an intangible wind became a "steel blade" that destroyed everything, instantly annihilating the dimension where [Wind Illusion] had previously existed.

This... is just an appetizer.

……

As the storm's annihilation range continued to expand, vast swathes of dimensions and timelines were utterly destroyed, leaving only an empty void.

As it turns out, when the power of destruction is strong enough, even a more abstract being like Yang Hu, wielding more abstract authority, cannot avoid retreating under its power.

If Yang Hu continues to maintain the "possibility" state without dodging when faced with the outburst of [Wind Illusion], then he will only face severe injury.

So under these circumstances, Yang Hu, who was originally a bit eccentric and neurotic, instantly returned to normal.

That infinitely vast, fluid, semi-transparent "possibilities" began to collapse rapidly, quickly coalescing into an image exactly like [Wind Illusion].

Seeing that the other side was still maintaining its original form.

[Feng Huan] was truly furious.

His first move was a Wind's Lament that shook the immeasurable timelines of the heavens, sweeping across everything towards the essence of Yang Hu that He perceived.

The higher the level of the battle, the sole purpose of all its means is to completely erase the opponent's essential concept from all levels of matter, energy, mind, dimension, time, fate, etc.

In this process, the connection between the opponent and the source of the path they control is completely severed, so that they can never be reborn from power.

Otherwise, it would simply be to annihilate their bodies, obliterate their divine power, and even destroy the essential concepts of countless time points.

As long as the source of the path it represents still exists and it has not been fundamentally separated from it, the other party can re-emerge from the source of the path.

That's why they say the great god is hard to kill.

Even someone like Yang Ke, who had already reached the pinnacle of godhood and was practically a god above gods, would not be able to bury a newly ascended god with a mere wave of his hand.

……

Looking at the terrifying storm rushing towards him with overwhelming force, Yang Hu no longer used the same methods to retaliate as before.

hum! ! !

In an instant, His body transformed into a shape resembling a yellow sac, red as fire, with six legs and four wings, a chaotic and faceless form.

The moment this figure appeared, everything in the surrounding dimensions seemed to gain a central focus, coming to life under the figure's movements.

Not only that, all concepts related to space rushed toward that figure and spontaneously formed various attacks to prevent the storm from getting closer.

The endless dimensions began to tumble and twist like a washing machine, and everything became bizarre and fantastical, as if one were in a void dream.

Thus, the churning spatial dimension collided with the surging storm. The two forces, neither of which had a concrete form, seemed to cancel each other out as if they were physical matter.

Seeing this, [Wind Illusion] ignored the storm and instead released a mental shockwave again, bypassing space to attack [Yang Hu] in a more ethereal manner.

Yang Hu had already prepared a response to this.

Its round, bulging body began to stretch infinitely, and in an instant, it transformed into a completely different form.

It was a giant snake with a body that was also crimson and a long, endless body. The head of the giant snake was a human face with only one huge eye.

As the enormous single eye slowly closed, the entire arena seemed to be plunged into darkness.

The most direct impact of this force was on time itself, which was even more ethereal and elusive, and it fell into a strange silence.

……

This is not time stopping, but a means of delaying time by stretching it infinitely.

Under this infinite stretching of time, the mental impact of the collapse is also infinitely delayed, and it may not be able to reach Yang Hu's true form until the end of time.

But Yang Hu was not satisfied with this.

At a certain moment, His enormous single eye suddenly opened, and the previously infinitely stretched time went berserk.

It collapsed completely in an instant.

The extremely violent torrent of time began to indiscriminately sweep away everything, resulting in the instant collapse of the area where the storm and space were locked in conflict, as time no longer provided support.

Immediately afterwards, the mental power that should have been on Yang Hu's body was swept away by the torrent of time and banished to an unknown realm.

The torrent of time continued its relentless advance, crashing down upon [Wind Illusion] with unstoppable force.

Normal time passage, timelines, or time-related disasters cannot affect great gods, but if an existence of the same level uses time manipulation techniques...

That's a different concept altogether.

Faced with Yang Hu's torrent of time, Feng Huan dared not stay in place and resist. His body instantly transformed into a conceptual wind and retreated into the distance.

……

Crash!!

Even though there was no sound, the instant that torrent of time swept by still caused everyone who could perceive that time to imagine such a sound.

The waves crash against the shore, surging against the tide!

The torrent of time instantly shattered all structures of reality and illusion, unleashing a long-lasting time-related catastrophe throughout the arena.

Realizing that such broad tactics would hardly have a real impact on Yang Hu, Feng Huan immediately changed his offensive style.

With a wave of his hand, a giant, transparent bow, almost two-thirds the height of his imposing body, appeared and was firmly grasped in his hand.

The next moment, they saw Him hold the transparent giant bow horizontally in front of Him, step onto the bow, and pull the bowstring with both hands.

hum! ! !

The moment the bowstring is pulled, it forms an enormous, transparent bow and arrow, which become increasingly realistic as the bowstring angle increases.

These conjured arrows, in accordance with the will of [Wind Illusion], were also locked onto [Yang Hu] from afar!

Unlike the previous psychological shocks, this lock-on felt more like an anchor of destiny from a higher level, making it impossible for the torrent of time to interfere.

【Wind Illusion Arrow】!!!

"Come on! Experience this feeling!"

The bow was drawn to its fullest extent, and a breathtaking smile appeared on Feng Huan's unrealistically beautiful face as she stared intently at the red "giant snake" that Yang Hu had transformed into.