534: Chapter 534 Breakthrough Opportunity

"Ah—! Lu Yuan, you cannot..."

A shrill scream echoed in the depths of space and time. Those three wisps of intent, which held a portion of the Immortal Lords' Origin, were ground into nothingness bit by bit under the ruthless crushing of the Law of Reincarnation.

Following the destruction of these three wisps of intent, within the Bronze Hall in the present world.

The true bodies of the three Immortal Lords—Xuanyang, Taixu, and Wanmiao—who had originally been sitting cross-legged on the ground, simultaneously let out a dull groan of pain.

"Pfft—!"

The three of them simultaneously spat out a large mouthful of Golden Immortal Origin blood. Their complexions instantly turned deathly pale, as if they had aged one hundred thousand years in an instant.

Their auras plummeted wildly, like a punctured balloon.

"My Origin... My Dao foundation..."

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao trembled, his hands shaking, his eyes filled with terror and despair.

Having their intent forcibly erased in the past, this backlash across time and space directly damaged the foundation of their Immortal Lord Dao Fruit!

Although they did not have their marks directly erased and their Realms dropped like the Asura Demon Ancestor, they were severely wounded, their strength greatly diminished, and even their Lifespan was drastically reduced as a result.

"You have lost."

In the center of the hall, on the white jade platform, Lu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, a flash of mockery appearing in his deep gaze.

He walked down from the steps, looking down at these three old-school Immortal Lords who had once been high and mighty.

"Trying to kill me by going against the flow of time? The idea was not bad, but unfortunately, you picked the wrong opponent."

In Lu Yuan's hand, the myriad things mother qi cauldron slowly emerged, emitting the pressure of a Low Grade Immortal Artifact that was as heavy as a mountain.

"Now, it is my turn to send you on your way."

"Run! Run quickly!"

Inside the Bronze Hall, the three high and mighty old-school Immortal Lords no longer had a shred of composure.

"Monster! He can actually summon his future self from the past? What kind of Heaven-Defying Cultivation Technique is this?!" Immortal Monarch Xuanyang roared in terror, his eyes filled with undisguised shock.

Crossing time and space to make micro-adjustments to Karma was something they, as old-school Immortal Lords, could barely manage by sacrificing tens of thousands of years of Lifespan. However, this method was akin to dancing on a knife's edge; every slight change to Karma required enduring a backlash from the River of Time ten or a hundred times stronger.

They had once thought that this was the limit of touching the Law of Time.

But to directly project the physical power of the future into the past, allowing one's future self and present self to exist in the same space-time node, had completely overturned their understanding and touched upon a forbidden Domain! This method was simply like treating the River of Time as a corridor that could be traversed at will, completely indifferent to the power of space-time paradoxes that were strong enough to crush everything below the level of an Immortal King!

"Stop talking nonsense! If we don't leave now, we will all die here today!"

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao shouted sternly. The calmness and calculation he was so proud of, the intellect that had once played countless enemies in the palm of his hand, had shattered into pieces in the face of absolute crushing strength; not even a complete piece could be salvaged.

Immortal Monarch Wanmiao's fingers were calculating frantically in his sleeves. Every time he calculated, his face turned paler—all the results of his deductions pointed to the same ending: death. There was no escape, no variable. They were only still standing there talking now because that young man had not truly made his move yet.

"Blood Escape! Burn!"

Immortal Lord Taixu was the most decisive. Without hesitation, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a large mouthful of Golden Immortal Origin essence blood, directly burning his remaining Lifespan and Origin.

"Chi la—"

Pointing his fingers like a sword, he recklessly unleashed a self-mutilating secret technique, forcibly tearing open an unstable blood-colored space fissure within the Void Realm of the Bronze Hall, which existed outside of time and space.

On the other side of the fissure, one could vaguely see the churning of Chaos Qi; this was the Chaos Sea in the deepest part of the Immortal Realm.

"Go!"

Immortal Lord Taixu charged into the fissure first. His figure twisted violently the moment he entered, as if being squeezed and pulled by an invisible force.

Immortal Monarch Xuanyang and Immortal Monarch Wanmiao followed closely behind, neither of them daring to look back at the place that had made them experience Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Three pathetic streaks of blood-colored light burrowed into the fissure like stray dogs, fleeing frantically from Daluo Heaven.

What Immortal King Legacy, what supreme Opportunity, what face and dignity—in the face of the threat of death, all of it became worthless.

They only had one thought in their minds now—to leave this place alive and get as far away from that monster as possible!

Lu Yuan stood on the white jade platform and slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was as calm as water as he looked in the direction the three had fled.

The space fissure that Immortal Lord Taixu had torn open at the cost of self-mutilation was healing rapidly. The blood-colored arcs of electricity were becoming weaker, and the auras of the three were rapidly dissipating on the other side of the fissure.

"Do not chase a cornered foe."

Lu Yuan whispered to himself, his voice sounding exceptionally clear in the empty hall.

Using the Art of Self-Transformation across time and space—the Heaven-Defying degree of this method far exceeded the imagination of those three Immortal Lords, and also exceeded Lu Yuan's own expectations.

Even with the help of the "three-life bronze coffin" as a space-time anchor and the Wuzhong Ancient Scripture to suppress the backlash of Karma, this act of forcibly pulling the power of the future into the present still consumed a staggering amount of energy.

His body was not injured; the Innate Chaos Body operated automatically, and the Immortal Qi within his body surged like a tide, repairing the minute damage caused by the scouring of the Law of Time one by one.

But the fatigue deep within his Divine Soul felt as if he had been rammed head-on by the entire River of Time.

It was a very strange feeling. His Divine Soul had been tempered countless times and was already as tough as divine metal, but at this moment, it felt as if it had been soaked in the dust of millions of years of time, and every thought felt as heavy as dragging a ten-thousand-jun burden.

This was the rejection from the River of Time itself, a backlash at the level of rules—any living being who attempted to toy with time had to pay the price of being scoured by the years.

Lu Yuan took a deep breath, feeling the changes of the Law within his body.

He keenly sensed that the Early Stage Immortal Lord Law, which had just stabilized, was boiling violently.

The sea of Law, which had originally been like a calm lake surface, was now surging with monstrous waves.

Fragments of the Law of Time were operating frantically within him, each fragment flickering with intermittent light, pushing his understanding of time, Karma, and the past and future to a depth he had never touched before.

"The Opportunity for a Breakthrough has arrived."

A flash of brilliance appeared in Lu Yuan's eyes. Although this game of space-time chess was extremely dangerous, the harvest was equally huge.

He had witnessed the three old-school Immortal Lords' use of the Law of Time—although it was only the most superficial micro-adjustment of Karma, this method of forcibly interfering with the past gave him a brand-new understanding of the essence of the Law of Time.

More importantly, when he used the Art of Self-Transformation himself, he had experienced the true tactile sensation of the River of Time firsthand. This feeling was ten thousand times more profound than any scripture description.

His insight into the Law of Time and the Law of Karma had reached a critical point.