"Nice dodge." Li Yifei seemed to be getting addicted to the game, grabbing another broken branch. "Try this one?"
The Asura God no longer dared to take a beating passively. He let out a roar, his entire being transforming into a streak of blood-red light as he launched a proactive attack!
He had to get close!
He had to crush the opponent with the purest strength and Killing Intent!
However, what greeted him was not Li Yifei himself.
But rather, hair-thin... black cracks appearing out of thin air.
Those cracks were silent, without any energy fluctuations, appearing abruptly in his high-speed path.
The Asura God's pupils constricted!
Space cracks!
He could feel that behind those tiny cracks was a spatial turbulence powerful enough to tear apart his current temporary divine body!
*Chii!*
He narrowly avoided a crack by a hair's breadth, but a strand of his greyish-white long hair was sucked in, vanishing without a trace.
Cold sweat seeped from the forehead of this demigod body.
He stopped in his tracks, no longer daring to act rashly.
On the path ahead were elusive space cracks.
Standing still, he had to guard against lethal attacks being teleported from unknown directions.
His Asura Demon Sword couldn't even touch a corner of the opponent's clothes.
All attacks would be diverted elsewhere by that eerie, distorted space or simply swallowed before they could get close to the opponent's body.
He couldn't land a hit.
He couldn't defend against it.
The Asura God, the strongest enforcer of the God Realm, felt the meaning of "unsolvable" for the first time in history.
He wasn't fighting a Spirit Master.
He was fighting "Space" itself!
"Why have you stopped attacking?" Li Yifei looked at him leisurely. "Where is your divine force? Where is your Killing Intent? What about your theory that 'those who desecrate Divinity shall be executed'?"
The Asura God fell silent.
His deep eyes stared fixedly at Li Yifei, the Killing Intent in them gradually fading, replaced by an unspeakable shock and confusion.
After a long time.
He finally spoke in a raspy tone filled with disbelief.
"You haven't become a god; you haven't even fully integrated into this World's spirit power system."
"But your understanding and application of the Law of Space..."
He paused, seemingly searching for the right word.
"...is far beyond that of the God of Space in the God Realm."
"I miscalculated."
These few words, coming from the God Realm's enforcer, were no different from admitting total defeat.
He looked at Li Yifei, his gaze extremely complex.
"An existence like yours shouldn't even appear here."
"This World cannot withstand a variable like you."
Before his voice faded, the blood-red divine light on the Asura God, which had already dimmed, suddenly blazed up!
Tang Chen's body withered at a visible rate; every drop of blood and every shred of vitality was being frantically drained and ignited by that Divine Thought.
An unprecedented terrifying fluctuation gathered in the Asura God's palm. A giant sword, condensed entirely from blood-red energy, slowly emerged. Its blade flowed with a startling light, as if gathering all the slaughter and destruction in the World.
Asura Blood Sword! This was the Asura God's Super Divine Technique, a full-power strike at the cost of igniting his own Bloodline and exhausting his Origin, possessing the miraculous ability to track targets for ten thousand miles.
Once this sword appeared, even if a God King were present, they wouldn't dare face its edge head-on.
The Asura God intended to use Tang Chen's life as a sacrifice and his own Divine Thought as a guide to completely erase this "variable"!
He poured in all his power. The blood sword soared into the sky, condensing into a hundred-meter-long giant blade that pointed directly at Li Yifei with a momentum capable of crushing everything!
However, just as the blood sword reached its Peak and was about to fall with World-destroying force, the giant sword's form eerily distorted.
The blood-red radiance was no longer solid, the blade's edge blurred, and cracks appeared on the body of the sword—not from external force, but rather like... self-disintegration.
In the Asura God's deep eyes, an unbelievable horror surfaced.
His full-power strike had actually disintegrated on its own before it could even fall!
He looked at Li Yifei, his voice hoarse and trembling, "The Power of Time? Why? What did you do? Even with the Power of Time, your spirit power shouldn't be enough to make my Asura Blood Sword fail!"
Li Yifei retracted the phantom hourglass that was quietly fading in his palm and shook his head slightly.
"You actually don't understand? It seems your micro-manipulation is far from enough." He responded nonchalantly, his tone carrying a hint of pity for a "god."
"You're right. If I used Time Reversal on the entire Asura Blood Sword, my spirit power might indeed be a bit overwhelmed."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the collapsing blood-red giant sword, and continued, "So, why use it on the whole thing?"
"I only applied Time Reversal to certain key nodes of the Asura Blood Sword." Li Yifei extended two fingers and lightly tapped the void, as if plucking invisible harp strings.
"I disrupted the energy flow structure of your Asura Blood Sword. With its internal cycle broken, disintegration was the only path."
The Asura God stood dazed on the spot. He had never imagined that the Power of Time could be used so precisely.
Influencing just one part could trigger the collapse of the whole! Such understanding and control over Laws were far beyond his imagination.
"Using the Power of Time on only a part? That's possible?" He let out a bitter laugh. "Heh, it seems my defeat is not undeserved."
He turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the mess in the distance caused by the battle's aftershocks.
Yu Xiaogang had turned into a pile of mangled flesh and blood. Tang San's lower body had disappeared, leaving only his upper body hanging on a charred tree trunk, his vitality nearly extinguished.
Before such Divine Might, the Protagonist Halo ultimately became a fragile joke.
"I will wait for you in the God Realm." The Asura God's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of unyielding Battle Intent and expectation for a future battle. "At that time, let us have a real fight!"
As his voice fell, the Divine Thought attached to Tang Chen's body completely dissipated.
Tang Chen's body, losing the support of the Divine Thought, collapsed like rotten wood, losing all breath and leaving behind only a withered husk.
"It seems that even for a God King, relying on just a single strand of Divine Thought is indeed a bit weak." Li Yifei walked to Tang Chen's corpse and waved his hand, collecting Tang Chen's spirit tool, Spirit Bone, and the broken Asura Demon Sword.
He stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "I only used the Power of Space and a tiny bit of the Power of Time, and you couldn't hold on."
He pondered slightly, "Of course, my Planetary Level Spiritual Force's meticulous control over spirit power played a significant role as well."
He turned and walked toward Tang San.
Tang San's upper body was mangled, his breath weak. His eyes stared vacantly at the sky, their light fading rapidly.