The shadow’s attack crashed against their combined barrier.
BOOOOOOM—!
The collision sent shockwaves rippling across the cosmos. Stars flickered out. Galaxies trembled. The very fabric of the universe groaned under the strain.
For a mont, it seed their defenses would hold.
Then—
The shadow laughed.
"You resist well... for ants."
Its form expanded, swallowing the void itself. The darkness thickened, becoming sothing more—an entity that defied all laws, all reason.
With a single motion, it pierced through their barrier.
Lin Xinyao’s moonlight shattered.
Han Bingling and Mu Qiuxue’s ice evaporated before it could even form.
Shen Liqiu’s leaves turned to dust mid-flight.
Yang Ningchang’s spatial labyrinth collapsed like a house of cards.
Lynn’s reality anchor snapped.
Ye Ling coughed up blood as her healing energy was inverted, turning from restoration into decay.
Hei Yue’s darkness fractured, the backlash sending her crashing to her knees.
And Yun Qianxue—
Her frost lted.
For the first ti in her life, the Chaos Goddess Sutra failed.
The shadow lood over them, its presence suffocating.
"Now... do you understand?" it whispered, its voice echoing through their souls. "You are nothing before ."
It raised its hand once more.
This ti—
There would be no blocking it.
"Now, die."
Yun Qianxue gritted her teeth.
Her body was broken. Her energy was spent.
But her will—
Remained unbroken.
She t the shadow’s gaze, her ice-blue eyes burning with defiance.
"Even if we die here..." she said, her voice steady. "He will avenge us."
The shadow paused.
"He?"
A slow, cruel smile spread across its formless face.
"You an Yun Lintian?"
It laughed—a sound that made the stars themselves tremble.
"Foolish girl... He will never even know how you died."
Its hand descended—
And space shattered.
A brilliant streak of purple light tore through the void like a falling star, intercepting the killing blow with an earth-shaking BOOM!
The shadow recoiled, its form flickering in surprise.
A figure stood between it and Yun Qianxue’s group—tall, draped in flowing purple moon robes, her long black hair cascading like a waterfall of night. In her hands, a Moon Staff pulsed with primordial energy, its surface etched with the sigils of six divine beasts.
Yue Yun had arrived.
Behind her, space rippled as more figures erged—
Hongyue, the Red Moon Slaughter, stepped forth with blood-red eyes glowing like dying stars. A crimson moon materialized behind her, casting an eerie glow across the battlefield.
Lin Yitong and Lan Qinghe appeared side by side, their wood-elent energies intertwining to form a verdant shield that pulsed with ancient vitality.
Yun Lintian’s senior sisters arrived in swift succession—
Jiang Yingyue, elegant and composed, her sleeves fluttering as she summoned a thousand celestial swords.
Murong Xue, brush in hand, painted strokes of reality-altering power in the air.
Long Feiyan, her golden dragon aura erupting as five-clawed talons materialized around her.
Wu Qingcheng, her business-like deanor replaced by battle-ready focus, twin daggers gleaming in her hands.
Others followed—
Yue Hua, the Moon Priestess, her aged hands weaving lunar seals.
Yun ilan, lting in and out of shadows like a phantom.
Yun Yi, Yun Lintian’s ever-loyal shadow, his presence barely detectable even to True Gods.
And finally—
Yang Chen, Fei Mao, and the rest of Yun Lintian’s friends, their weapons drawn and auras flaring.
The shadow surveyed them all, its formless face twisting into sothing resembling amusent.
"How fortunate... I can erase Yun Lintian’s entire legacy in one stroke."
Yue Yun didn’t waste words.
Her Moon Staff ca down in a sweeping arc, and the universe scread.
Azure Dragon. Divine Phoenix. Golden Crow. Vermilion Bird. Black Turtle. White Tiger.
The six divine beast bloodlines within her erupted simultaneously, their power converging into a single devastating blow. Space itself split under the force, revealing the chaotic void beneath.
The shadow raised a hand to block—
CRACK!
For the first ti, it was forced back, its form flickering violently.
Hongyue didn’t give it ti to recover.
The red moon behind her pulsed, and a torrent of blood-colored energy surged forth, carrying with it the screams of countless slain gods from ancient tis.
The shadow’s darkness corroded where it touched, its essence unraveling montarily.
Lin Yitong and Lan Qinghe acted in unison.
Vines of primordial wood burst from the void, wrapping around the shadow like the roots of an ancient tree. These weren’t ordinary vines—they carried the concept of life itself, directly opposing the shadow’s uncreation.
Jiang Yingyue’s thousand celestial swords rained down in a dazzling display, each blade capable of piercing through dinsions.
Murong Xue’s brush painted a single character in the air—
"Seal."
Reality itself bent to her will, layering countless restrictions upon the shadow’s movents.
Long Feiyan transford—her body elongating into a magnificent five-clawed golden dragon that tore through the shadow with claws capable of rending worlds.
Wu Qingcheng’s daggers found gaps in the shadow’s defenses, each strike carrying the weight of shattered fortunes—a rchant’s vengeance given form.
Facing all the attacks, the shadow uttered.
"GOOD!"
BOOM!!
A shockwave of pure oblivion erupted from its body, blasting everyone back.
Yue Yun skidded through the void, her Moon Staff leaving a trail of shattered space in its wake. She wiped blood from her lips—even her Primordial God-level power wasn’t enough to completely suppress Yin’s will.
The shadow’s form reconfigured, growing more defined—more humanoid.
Rip—
Suddenly, Yun ilan struck from behind, her shadow blade aiming for the nape of its neck.
The shadow didn’t even turn—it simply erased the space where she attacked from.
"Ugh!" Yun ilan grunted as her right arm dissolved into nothingness.
Yun Yi caught her before she could collapse, his own shadow techniques clashing against the uncreation to stabilize her.
The battle had reached a stalemate.
"Hehe..."
The shadow’s laughter echoed across the battlefield.
"Look at you—scrambling like ants before a flood."
Its form solidified further—now clearly resembling a tall man with featureless black skin and glowing white eyes.
Yue Yun’s golden-tinged black eyes narrowed.
This wasn’t good.
The more defined the shadow beca, the more it could utilize Yin’s true power.
She had to end this—now.
Gripping her Moon Staff with both hands, she channeled all six divine beast bloodlines simultaneously.
"Everyone, stand back."
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