Chapter 6752 Flawed
That giant figure stood shrouded in mist. Divine qi swirled around it, while a crystalline snail shell enveloped its body—so vast it seemed to stretch beyond the heavens themselves.
Berserk Sovereign might raged if it were to blow apart the very world. The laws of nature visibly swirled around the shell, as if all the power between heaven and earth were being drawn into it.
“It’s over,” Youlan said hoarsely, despair filling her eyes. “Yan Wuxin has successfully summoned his future self. He’s already a Divine Sovereign of the new generation. No one can match him.”
She had heard of Yan Wuxin’s future self before, but she had never imagined that its mere aura could crush everyone present so completely.
As that overwhelming presence spread, all sorts of fighting across the battlefield came to a halt. Even Zhi Zhi retreated from the battlefield.
The Rock Cliff and Golden Horn races fell back, leaving the field entirely to Yan Wuxin. At this level, there was no longer any need for them to intervene.
Meanwhile, the Fullmoon race’s side regrouped with Youlan and the others.
“Miss Youlan, you should retreat,” an elder urged quietly. “Just in case...”
His meaning was clear. If defeat were inevitable, they would exhaust every means to ensure the survival of the Fullmoon race’s three greatest geniuses. As long as they lived, the race still had hope.
“All of the Fullmoon race’s elites are here,” Youlan declared through gritted teeth. “I will not retreat alone. If we die, then we die together.”
Qingwu was silent, but her refusal was just as firm. If they fled now, what meaning would survival even hold?
“We should at least get a bit further back...” muttered Xu Changchuan.
When Qingwu and Youlan’s furious glares hit him, he hastily explained himself. “What I mean is, once they start fighting, Long Chen won’t be able to look after us. Dying to the shockwaves of their battle would be ridiculous.”
In truth, they had already retreated quite far, but Xu Changchuan still felt that this distance was not safe.
“We can’t retreat any farther,” Youlan said, scanning the battlefield. “If the other side thinks we’re fleeing, they’ll immediately flank us.”
“Fine, we will stay here, but let the weaker ones fall back,” Xu Changchuan proposed. “I can tell you that Long Chen is absolutely ruthless. I can’t guarantee he’ll defeat Yan Wuxin, but I’m certain he won’t be defeated either. That’s why we have to preserve our strength for a drawn-out battle.”
Thinking about how Xu Changchaun had risked his life to save her, Youlan decided to heed his advice and nodded. She ordered the others to retreat, while the three divine sons and the acquired Divine Sovereigns remained where they stood.
“Are you ready to face my wrath?” Yan Wuxin asked, his voice dripping with killing intent.
Even though he stood in front of the world-sized giant snail, his voice actually reverberated from the massive snail.
“So this is what you become after advancing to Divine Sovereign?” Long Chen asked calmly, studying him.
After a brief pause, he said, “Your body reverts to its original form, but your future self is flawed. Your true body remains human, while your heaven-earth law manifestation exists separately. You can’t truly maintain a unified manifestation.”
Long Chen had watched carefully when Yan Wuxin summoned his future self. To him, it was a preview of a Sovereign Lord’s eventual breakthrough—a valuable reference for his own path.
What he saw confirmed his suspicions.
The demon race’s advancement process was very simple and crude. By reigniting the essence rune, they awakened their physical potential and absorbed the laws of heaven and earth.
The process was instinctive, driven by the evolution of the bloodline rather than conscious refinement.
The demon race had always cultivated through their innate bodies. Only after the Star Master shattered the old cultivation order did the Human Emperor realm emerge, forcing all races to advance in human form.
But beyond the Human Emperor realm, those restrictions weakened. By the Divine Emperor realm, demon cultivators could already unleash their true bodies’ power.
Still, centuries spent in human form left a residue. Even Sovereign Lords of the demon race remained accustomed to their human forms.
When the demon race experts stepped into the Divine Sovereign realm, however, their suppressed bloodlines rebounded violently. That was especially true for the new generation.
Long Chen estimated that they would not only be free of the restrictions, but also be able to merge their true bodies with their heaven-earth law manifestation seamlessly.
However, Yan Wuxin was not like that. His heaven-earth law manifestation was his true body, while his actual body remained in its human form. The two couldn’t merge.
Yan Wuxin’s heaven-earth law manifestation was incomplete. Although his current aura was frightening and seemed unmatched, Long Chen still felt like it was lacking something. Thus, he felt that Yan Wuxin’s future self was flawed.
“It might not be perfect, but it’s enough to kill an ant like you!” Yan Wuxin roared.
He suddenly raised his hand, and as he did so, the laws of heaven and earth converged into a hand that covered the sky.
BOOM!
It took only the blink of an eye for that massive hand to form and descend on Long Chen. There was no chance for Long Chen to dodge.
A massive palm imprint appeared in the earth as violent shockwaves blasted outward, throwing Xu Changchuan and the others back.
“What...?!” Xu Changchuan exclaimed, stunned.
None of them had expected such speed. If the attack had flown toward them, not a single one of them would have been able to dodge.
“Yan Wuxin can now truly control law power,” an elder of the Fullmoon race said in horror. “Anywhere his Sovereign might reaches becomes his domain. Even a casual strike from him is this terrifying!”
“At this level, only our patriarch wielding a Heaven Sovereign Dao Weapon could stop him,” another elder muttered, glancing into the distance.
The fighting on the other battlefield had not yet ceased.
The three race patriarchs were still locked in battle. The Fullmoon race’s patriarch was fighting one against two. No one knew how long he could last.
There was no one coming to save them, so everyone was anxious.
Just then, that giant hand started to crack from the center and spread throughout the entire hand.
BOOM!
The heavenly hand shattered, law fragments collapsing into nothingness. At its center stood Long Chen in his astral battle armor.
“Kill me?” Long Chen said coldly. “With your fake Divine Sovereign power? I think—”
He vanished.
When he reappeared, he was already before Yan Wuxin. A starry cross flared to life in his palm.
“It might not be possible for you! Starry Ocean—God Slaying Cross!”