145: Chapter 145 Temporal Power, Stripping Away the Laws

As Wang Mu's military order fell, the 50,000 Immortal Martial Legion changed their formation once again, with thirty-six sub-formations spreading out along the seabed to head straight for Carlo's White Bone Altar.

Four hundred zifu heavy cannons were deployed on both wings, and armor-piercing shells soared over the vanguard, continuously blanketing the 80,000 alien remnant soldiers around the altar.

Scale Demon priests forcibly raised a sea wall. The seawater had just condensed into form before it was pierced by Pure Yang artillery fire, causing the rear formation bases to collapse in large swaths as well.

After stopping his bleeding, Wang Shan donned his armor once again. The mysterious armor on his chest was replaced with spare plates, but the bone halberd wound on his left shoulder still affected the strength in his arm.

The Medical Cultivator Camp commander grabbed his shoulder guard and shouted angrily, "You only have half a life left, yet you still want to lead the charge against the altar? Do you really think the Medical Cultivator Camp has no military Law?"

Wang Shan hoisted the spare crimson flame saber onto his right shoulder, raised his foot, and walked toward the Vanguard Array, having no intention of returning to the stretcher at all.

"My saber can still be lifted, and military orders can still be obeyed. Once the altar is shattered, I'll go lie down in your place for ten years myself."

Furious, the Medical Cultivator Camp commander raised a foot to kick his knee guard, but ultimately did not stop him again, merely stuffing two bottles of nourishing pills into the medicine pouch at his waist.

The 3,000 Extreme Realm Martial Artists had already reformed their ranks. Those heavily injured previously were replaced by new troops, and all formation positions were still jointly assumed by veterans and new recruits.

Wang Shan walked into the main formation, and the double-faced mingwang phantom condensed once more. Of its four damaged arms, only two remained, yet it still brandished a hundred-zhang battle saber.

Ahead, the 80,000 alien remnant soldiers were squeezed into the outer perimeter of the altar, with nowhere left to retreat. Under the command of three commanders, they finally formed an array to resist.

They knew what the fall of the altar meant. Carlo's divine core was hidden beneath the altar, and the Abyss Divine Kingdom would lose its backbone as a result.

Carlo likewise saw the advancing Human Race army array, but it was blocked in the firmament by Wang Pingan and was completely unable to return to the altar to deal with Wang Shan.

Baal stood up from the collapsed island. The crab shell on its chest was indented into its divine body, and its six arms could only barely support the damaged warhammer.

Tuya retreated from the Pure Yang flame coverage area, leaving only three bone spikes behind its shoulders, and the Poison Sea Divine Kingdom also began to contract inward due to the loss of its Origin.

The three gods' first frontal siege achieved zero results and was instead shattered by Wang Pingan with a single punch. Continuing to fight head-on would only exhaust their Origin even faster.

However, Carlo had no choice. Its altar had already fallen within the range of the heavy cannons, and Wang Shan was less than twenty miles away from the outermost formation base.

Once the altar was destroyed, the divine core would be exposed. Wang Pingan wouldn't even need to kill its divine body to directly end this divine war.

Carlo thrust its bone staff into its chest, the end of the staff piercing into the divine fire. Dark green flames burned along its hundred-zhang divine body, causing the Abyss Divine Kingdom to tremble repeatedly.

Hundreds of islands split open together, and the seabed mineral veins were forcibly drained. Large swaths of seawater lost the constraint of the earth veins and rolled toward the altar.

Seeing Carlo burning its divine fire, Baal rolled all six of its eyes simultaneously, realizing that Carlo was prepared to trade the entire divine kingdom in exchange for seriously injuring Wang Pingan.

If it could heavily injure Wang Pingan, Baal would still have a chance to swallow the two shattered divine kingdoms and pin all the blame on the fallen Carlo.

Tuya held the exact same plan. As long as Wang Pingan was injured and forced to retreat, it could take away the alien corpses around the altar to supplement what was needed for the jellyfish's reproduction.

The two alien deities did not dissuade Carlo; instead, they simultaneously mobilized their remaining Origin, infusing the Laws of gravity and poison into the dark green divine fire.

The three Laws revolved around Carlo's divine body, the divine fire rapidly growing as its hundred-zhang body continuously expanded outward.

Two hundred zhang, three hundred zhang, five hundred zhang—Carlo's four arms merged with the bone staff, and seawater formed a massive vortex behind it.

Wang Pingan stood in the firmament, the golden divine fire blocking the towering waves pressing down head-on, his gaze constantly fixed on Carlo's expanding divine body.

The Law of Water within Carlo was spinning out of control, and the powers injected by Baal and Tuya repelled each other, threatening to sweep through the entire battlefield at any moment.

If this power were released above the altar, the 50,000 Immortal Martial Legion would bear the brunt of it, and the Nine Suns Heaven-Locking Formation might not be able to hold the cross-realm passage.

Wang Mu had already sensed that the Law calibrations were abnormal, but he did not order a retreat. The altar was only ten miles away from the vanguard, and retreating now would mean losing all advantages.

He transferred all nine main Formation Plates above the army array, and the Formation Hall also paved the seabed with spare Formation Plates, preparing to take the impact head-on.

"The entire army shall maintain the advance! The altar is right before our eyes, and the Divine Lord has not ordered a retreat—no one is allowed to throw their own ranks into disarray!"

The 50,000 armored soldiers pressed forward against the constantly strengthening Law coercion. Heavy shields were erected in rows, and the Artillery Battalion was still clearing out the remnant forces on the periphery of the altar.

Carlo looked down at the Human Race army array below. Its divine body had expanded to seven hundred zhang, and the dark green divine fire dyed the firmament into nothing but watery light.

"Since you want my divine kingdom, I will send the entire divine kingdom into your army array and have your people be buried with me!"

Baal and Tuya retreated behind Carlo. Their Divine Power still connected to the divine fire through the Law chains, while they themselves prepared to evacuate toward the boundaries of the divine kingdom.

Once Carlo completed its self-destruction, they would sever the divine kingdom docking and use the Void Realm turbulence generated by the explosion to escape this battlefield.

Seeing through the two gods' intentions, Wang Pingan did not turn around to pursue them. He raised his right hand, and the Law of Time covered the entire central sea area along the patterns of the divine core.

"Playing with your life in front of me? Even the time of your death is up to me."

The Master of Time's authority descended, causing the surging seawater around Carlo to slow down a step ahead. The waves stopped in the firmament, utterly unable to push forward anymore.

The dark green divine fire was still burning, but the speed at which the flames flickered was elongated, and each surge consumed far more time than the outside world.

Carlo's action of raising its bone staff stopped halfway. Its seven-hundred-zhang divine body maintained a leaning-forward posture, and the Laws within its body also lost the opportunity to continue erupting.

Tuya and Baal, just as they were preparing to sever the Law chains, found their movements similarly trapped by the time quagmire, slowing even the transmission of their Divine Thoughts by countless times.

Everything in the center of the battlefield was dragged into a slower flow rate. Shells stopped in midair, and the churning seawater also maintained the shape of rolling forward.

Only Wang Pingan was still able to act normally. The golden divine fire pushed aside the stagnant waves, carrying his hundred-zhang divine body as he walked toward Carlo.

With every step forward, he crossed vast areas of solidified water vapor. Carlo could see his movements clearly, but its divine body was unable to make a corresponding response.

Carlo wanted to urge its divine core to break through the Seal, but the Law of Water had barely operated a little when it was suppressed back to its original position by the time authority.

Its Divine Thought was also dragged down. A self-destruction that could originally be completed with a single thought now required a lengthy amount of time to reach the divine core.

Wang Pingan arrived before Carlo. His hundred-zhang divine body was not tall in front of the seven-hundred-zhang alien, but the positions of who controlled the situation had completely reversed.

He raised both hands, reaching directly into Carlo's chest composed of divine fire, and grabbed the out-of-control Law of Water on the outermost layer.

This portion of the Law had fused with Carlo's burned Divine Power, forming a blue tide that was rolling backward toward the interior of the divine core.

With his time authority, Wang Pingan severed the connection between the front and back of the tide, dividing the entire Law into hundreds of segments, and then pulled the first segment out from the divine body.

Leaving Carlo's chest, the blue Law still maintained a state of expanding outward, but because it lost subsequent Origin, it could not complete the eruption.

Wang Pingan brought his hands together, and Pure Yang divine fire pressed down from his palms. That segment of the Law of Water had its alien imprint burned away, turning into ownerless Origin that dispersed into the sea area.

Watching its own power being taken away while its four arms remained suspended in midair, Carlo could only squeeze out muddled sounds of anger from its mouth.

Wang Pingan reached into the divine body once more, this time grabbing the junction where the Law of Water and the Law of Poison met, forcibly separating the two powers.

Having lost the cover of the Law of Water, the poison injected by Tuya—the dark blue Law—was exposed under the golden divine fire and was quickly burned into patches of grey smoke.

Striking for a third time, Baal's Law of gravity was also stripped away. Earth-yellow patterns were pulled out from within Carlo's body, snapping hundreds of Origin connections along the way.

With a single palm strike from Wang Pingan, the gravity patterns broke into several sections in his palm, and Carlo's expanding divine body collapsed inward accordingly.

Its seven-hundred-zhang divine body dropped to six hundred zhang, five hundred zhang, four hundred zhang, the accumulated power of the burning divine fire being dismantled layer by layer.

Unable to stop it or detonate it prematurely, Carlo could only watch as Wang Pingan repeatedly extracted the Laws and crushed them right before its eyes.

Outside the time quagmire, the waves were still battering the Nine Suns Heaven-Locking Formation, and the advance of the Immortal Martial Legion was unaffected by the central blockade.

Wang Mu noticed that the Divine Lord had already controlled Carlo, and immediately shifted all heavy artillery firepower toward the three core formation bases of the White Bone Altar.

Four hundred heavy cannons fired continuously, blasting open the outer Scale Demon positions section by section, while the Formation Hall closely followed the artillery fire to lay down earth-suppressing formation piles.

Losing the command of the three deities and with the priests unable to continue mobilizing the oceanic Origin, the alien remnant soldiers saw their defense line quickly cut open with large gaps.

Wang Shan led 3,000 Extreme Realm Martial Artists charging into the gap, the double-faced mingwang battle saber sweeping horizontally along the seabed, tossing aside all the remnant soldiers on both sides.

The White Bone Altar was right ahead. Several thousand of Carlo's personal troops guarded the steps, behind which was the main formation leading to the divine core's sealed area.

These personal troops did not flee. Their Bloodlines were bound to the altar; once Carlo fell, they would also perish along with the divine kingdom.

Wang Shan did not attempt to persuade them to surrender. The crimson flame saber pressed forward, and the Vanguard Array pushed against spears and bone forks, advancing level by level along the altar steps.

The first layer of personal troops raised their shields to block. The xueming mysterious armor's counter-shock erupted fully, sending the bone shields along with the shield-bearing Scale Demons tumbling down the steps.

The second-layer priests stirred up bloody water, intending to assault the army array with Divine Soul sorcery. The nether bone mysterious armor then connected, dispersing the attack across the 3,000 formation positions.

The purified Soul Power was reversely replenished into the mingwang phantom, and the hundred-zhang battle saber descended toward the altar, splitting open the second layer of defense on the spot.

Only less than a thousand Scale Demons remained on the third layer. They charged while guarding the main Formation Plate, but were sealed off on both wings by the Spear Battalion, trapped in the center of the steps.

Wang Shan killed his way in from the front of the army array, his right hand continuously swinging down the crimson flame saber. Even though his left arm could not exert force, his footsteps never stopped.

The personal troop commander raised a bone axe to meet him. As soon as the axe blade landed on the shoulder guard, the mysterious armor's blood veins sent the power right back into its arms.

Wang Shan sidestepped past the bone axe, slicing the commander's waist in half with a single saber slash. The Extreme Realm Martial Artists behind him pressed forward, completely scattering the final defense line.

There were no more defenders at the top of the White Bone Altar, leaving only a single main Formation Plate carved with Divine Power patterns, connecting to the divine core Seal below.

Wang Mu's military order came again, demanding that the Formation Hall dismantle it first to prevent the altar's collapse from affecting the legion, but Wang Shan stared fixedly at the extinguishing array patterns.

Ever since Carlo burned its divine fire, the altar had already been in an overloaded state. If the Formation Hall dismantled it by normal means, it would take at least several hours.

He didn't know how much longer the time Seal on the battlefield could be maintained; once Carlo recovered its mobility, the altar would once again receive support from the deity's Origin.

Wang Shan did not give the Formation Masters a chance to step forward. He poured the entire army's vital energy into the crimson flame saber, and the double-faced mingwang phantom raised its battle saber simultaneously.

"Dismantle what? It can still be used just fine even if we hack it to pieces!"

Before the Formation Masters had time to curse, Wang Shan had already stepped onto the main Formation Plate, bringing the crimson flame saber down with full force toward the center of the altar.

The double-faced mingwang battle saber followed closely behind. A hundred-zhang saber light pierced through the altar, snapping dense Divine Power patterns in large swaths from the center outward.

The altar first sank downward, then split into two along the main Formation Plate. Hundreds of white bone pillars lost support and crashed down toward various parts of the seabed.

The Origin connection between Carlo and the altar was severed with a single saber strike, and the final layer of Laws sealing the divine core was broken open as well.

The moment the altar shattered, Carlo's divine core was exposed to the air, and Wang Pingan's time Seal was lifted accordingly.

The White Bone Altar split into two, the Laws sealing the divine core snapped, and Carlo's seven-hundred-zhang divine body—condensed from burning divine fire—lost support as the seawater suspended in midair crashed down toward the surroundings once again.

The time quagmire was lifted accordingly, shells suspended in midair landed one after another, and the churning seawater crashed against the Nine Suns Heaven-Locking Formation, erupting in continuous roars.