In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path Chapter 1355: 521: Battle Heavenly Dao! Echoes through time!

Chapter 1355: 521: Battle Heavenly Dao! Echoes through ti! Red-haired Immortal! _2

But before he could celebrate, the Heavenly Dao suddenly twisted its head, facing his direction, and spat out a syllable.

This sound, like the music of the heavens, resonated with the earth the instant it burst forth, an unstoppable surge of power spreading like lightning in all directions.

Immortal Technique—Eon Echo!

The space imdiately rippled and distorted, wrinkling as if layers upon layers were being folded, the spatial barriers of Outer Space looking like a thin sheet of paper easily crumpled, forming a wave thousands of feet in diater.

Chen Dengming had just consolidated his Dharma Image, but before it could unleash its power, it was twisted and collapsed at the waist.

This unimaginable force was about to descend upon Chen Dengming in the blink of an eye.

“Not good!”

Chen Dengming’s eyes were grave as he felt an ultimate crisis, his surrounding wheel of Blessing spinning rapidly.

Supre Fortune!

Buzz! —

His massive figure moved with a hair’s breadth of speed, and in an impossibility, hastily dodged a bit.

Yet the palm grazed by the twisted spatial ripples rapidly twisted and even aged.

However, in that instant, Chen Dengming swiftly retreated while deploying the Heavenly Man Ti thod!

A strong imprint of ti was quickly expelled from his palm.

Chen Dengming looked at his twisted arm, his heart filled with horror.

The most terrifying thing was not the damage done by the twisted space to his body, but the rapid flow of ti in the spaceti continuum that could instantly rob him of his vitality and lifespan.

This high-speed passage of ti could last millennia in a blink; even a Taoist Body couldn’t withstand it.

Had it not been for his own proficiency in the Heavenly Man Ti thod, regularly contending with the imprints of ti…

Had it not been for the fact that he had just collapsed his chances with Supre Fortune and haphazardly dodged Heavenly Dao’s deadly move, he might have suffered extre temporal damage, like falling into a trap made of razors of ti, turning to ash in an instant!

At this mont, witnessing Chen Dengming miraculously escaping this confusing technique of the Immortal Technique that disturbs ti and space, the sowhat awakened Heavenly Dao also seed taken aback.

In his long and extended mory, there were very few who could dodge such an Immortal Technique.

Or perhaps, the imnse Blessing shrouding Chen Dengming, along with the Heavenly Man Ti thod he used, attracted more of his attention, granting him a few more monts of lucidity in his few monts of clarity.

Chen Dengming was just about to swiftly flee, but seeing the sudden ergence of confusion and astonishnt in the originally cold and indifferent eyes of the Heavenly Dao, he paused, seizing this fleeting opportunity to send out a Divine Thought.

“Heavenly Dao senior! Do you still rember the missing corner of the Celestial Chessboard, the variable of heaven and earth that could alter the cosmos, the eternal great sche of things?”

Accompanying this Divine Thought was the scene of the Celestial Chessboard Chen Dengming once beheld at Rotten Cole Mountain and the images he captured in the Mother Qi of All Things of the White-haired Sky Immortal and the Red-haired Immortal at the peak of the mountain, locked in a battle of minds.

He aid to awaken completely this Heavenly Immortal of yesteryears, now the fallen and clouded Heavenly Dao!

The Heavenly Dao received Chen Dengming’s voice transmission and the images in his thought, with a clearer gaze, the puzzled look becoming even more pronounced.

“Is there hope?! Does he still rember the events of the past?”

Before Chen Dengming could feel joy, he saw the Heavenly Dao’s gaze gradually return to confusion, seemingly familiar yet sowhat strange to the things he had transmitted.

Chen Dengming’s heart skipped a beat, sensing trouble, and quickly retreated from the Chaotic Aura.

When it is ti to be brave, be brave; when it is ti to cower, cower; even retracting in front of the Heavenly Dao Master is not humiliating.

Even though Chen Dengming is now a Hegemonic Dao Lord, his heart swells not with his strength.

He was clear about his own capabilities; the battle with Heavenly Dao just now seed evenly matched.

But in reality, even though he deployed all his clever moves in a short period of ti, exhausting half of his Dao Force and using the most powerful Daoism, he was only barely managing to ward off the assaults of Heavenly Dao, posing no threat to him.

If the Heavenly Dao got serious again and used that space-twisting Immortal Technique a few more tis, he wouldn’t be able to stand it.

It wasn’t long after Chen Dengming’s figure had just retreated from the Chaotic Aura.

A more vast will, accompanied by a terrifying divine sound, suddenly burst out from the Chaotic Aura.

Instantly it seed as if a vast expanse of space began to wrinkle and twist, the entire space of the Chaotic Aura curling up as if in on itself, filled with turbulent ti streams and intense dangers.

Chen Dengming’s hairs stood on end as he rapidly retreated, feeling a rush of relief in his heart.

Thankfully, he retreated quickly enough.

Otherwise, this wave of fearful offensive, even with Supre Fortune, he would not have been able to evade.

Supre Fortune is rely Equal to Heaven, not beyond it; given that the Heavenly Dao could wield the sa Intention and Divine Skills, repeating the sa trick before him would likely result in his demise.

At this ti, as Chen Dengming retreated, he could see different landscapes within the twisted and layered space.

This situation was as though the sky turned into a giant mirror, suddenly shattered into many different sized fragnts, each reflecting a different scene.

Behold countless different scenes where the figure of a White-haired Sky Immortal soared through the empty void.

There were the glorious days of the past Heavenly Palace.

Within the Heavenly Palace, only the Heavenly Immortal resided alone, as bitter and cold as a lofty height.

In one scene, the White-haired Sky Immortal, surrounded by the Mother Qi of All Things, had a vicious wound on his back, entwined with a disaster aura, oozing crimson fresh blood, spilling across the sky, streaming down within the Palace of the Fairy King.