Death of Chaos

The burly man's struggle lasted only a moment before the heart-eroding scale on his chest suddenly burst forth with a dazzling red light.

The next instant, the burly man's eyes became vacant again, and he was even more violent than before, actually swinging his axe at his companions.

"It's useless. The heart-eroding scale is bound to their divine souls. Forcibly awakening them will only accelerate their collapse." The Chaos God King sighed, flicked his long sword, and a nine-colored stream of light enveloped the burly man.

The moment the light stream tightened, the burly man's body turned into countless points of light, with only a pale golden divine soul fragment held by the light stream, flying towards the depths of the Time-Space God Temple. "At least let them retain a glimmer of hope for reincarnation."

White Night's heart tightened, and he no longer tried to awaken them, instead pushing the Thunder Law to its extreme.

The High-ranking True God's Thunder Prison Domain suddenly expanded to a hundred thousand miles. The purple-gold lightning within the domain moved like living creatures, and each bolt of lightning that fell purified large numbers of demon soldiers.

However, the number of Demon Abyss's army was simply too vast; one wave fell, and another came. What was more troublesome were the three High-ranking Demon Gods. Their bone blades continuously tore through the light wall, and the demon fire pouring through the cracks had already begun to scorch the crystal walls of the Time-Space God Temple.

"This won't do," White Night's charred left arm throbbed with a sharp pain. The wound previously corroded by the Lord of the Demon Abyss's will showed signs of recurrence under high-intensity combat. "How much longer can the temple's defensive array last?"

The Chaos God King looked at the space-time crystals on the collapsing temple roof: "Half an hour at most. These demon soldiers are not targeting us; they are after the space-time anchor at the bottom of the temple."

"That is key to maintaining the stability of the Eternal Continent's timeline. Once destroyed, the laws of the entire Eternal God Realm will fall into chaos."

"space-time anchor?" A flash of inspiration struck White Night. "Can we use the power of the hourglass of time to reinforce the anchor?"

"Theoretically, yes, but someone needs to guard the anchor's entrance." The Chaos God King pointed to an archway on the west side of the temple, above which a rotating star map was carved. "That is the only passage to the anchor. I will hold off those three High-ranking Demon Gods; you quickly go reinforce the anchor!"

Before he finished speaking, the light wall suddenly trembled violently. A High-ranking Demon God with a single horn actually rammed open a gap with its head, and its bone blade, carrying the might to tear divine souls, stabbed towards the Chaos God King's back.

White Night's eyes narrowed, and his Eternal Demon Blade flew out of his hand, turning into a purple-gold lightning bolt that accurately struck the side of the bone blade.

"Clang!"

The deafening clash of metal made the one-horned Demon God stagger back repeatedly. Its eyes, filled with surprise, looked at White Night: "A High-ranking True God? A mere newly promoted High-ranking one dares to stop me?"

White Night recalled his demon blade, and the tenth gray halo spun rapidly: "We'll see about that."

The Chaos God King seized the opportunity to activate his nine-colored divine light to repair the light wall, urgently telling White Night: "Go quickly! I can only hold on for a quarter of an hour at most!"

White Night no longer hesitated, turning and rushing towards the western archway. The demon soldiers along the way tried to block him, but they were instantly purified by the purple-gold lightning around him.

As he stepped into the archway passage, the fierce collision between the Chaos God King and the three Demon Gods echoed from behind him, and the entire temple shook violently, clearly indicating that the battle had reached its climax.

Countless space-time crystals were embedded in the walls on both sides of the passage, reflecting scenes from different eras.

There were scenes of ancient gods forging the temple, the brutal battles of previous wars between gods and demons, and even apocalyptic visions of the future Eternal Continent being swallowed by the Demon Abyss.

White Night knew these were all projections of the Spacetime Law, but he couldn't help but take another look at the apocalyptic scene.

In the scene, the Chaos God King's divine body was impaled on the God Conferment Platform, the Eternal Demon Blade was broken in two, and his own figure transformed into a purple-gold meteor, crashing towards the heart of ten thousand demons... "Om."

The space-time crystal suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, and White Night's divine soul felt as if it had been seized by an invisible hand, forcibly pulled into the apocalyptic scene.

He found himself standing on the collapsing God Conferment Platform, holding the broken Eternal Demon Blade in his hand, the Chaos God King's divine blood dripping through his fingers, and the black giant claw of the heart of ten thousand demons was already within reach.

"This is... a future timeline?" White Night tried to break free, but found his body completely out of control, only able to watch helplessly as the black giant claw descended.

Just then, a silver light suddenly illuminated his glabella—it was the core of the hourglass of time!

"Time Reversal: Instant!"

The hourglass core activated automatically, and the apocalyptic scene shattered like broken glass.

White Night suddenly snapped back to reality, finding himself still in the passage, but the charred area on his left arm had spread to his shoulder. The stinging pain in his divine soul almost made him drop the Eternal Demon Blade.

"That was close..." He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, finally understanding why the Chaos God King said the backlash from the Spacetime Law was terrifying.

Just a glance at a future projection had almost caused him to be assimilated by spatial-temporal power.

At the end of the passage was a circular hall. In the center of the hall floated a golden crystal the size of a fist, surrounded by nine silver halos, on which dense space-time runes were carved.

This was the space-time anchor.

At this moment, the golden light of the anchor was continuously dimming, and three of the nine halos had already collapsed, clearly affected by the remote erosion of demon fire.

As White Night was about to step forward to reinforce it, a "crack" sound suddenly came from all around the hall. Twelve black cracks appeared simultaneously, and twelve figures clad in black battle armor emerged from the cracks.

Their faces were hidden by helmets, and the long spears in their hands emitted the same aura as the heart of ten thousand demons. On the armor of the leader, there were even patterns similar to those of the Chaos God King!

"Shadow Kill Guards?" White Night's pupils constricted. These were personal guards of the Lord of the Demon Abyss, the weakest of whom were at the early stage of High-ranking True God, and the leader had even reached the peak of High-ranking True God. "How are you here?"

The leading Shadow Kill Guard removed his helmet, revealing a pale face. His left eye was normal black, but his right eye was covered by a black scale—it was Shadow, who had been captured earlier!

But at this moment, Shadow's aura was several times stronger than before, clearly having had his divine body reshaped by the Lord of the Demon Abyss.

"Thanks to you, I was able to devour the origins of three High-ranking Demon Gods and break through to the peak." Shadow's voice had a metallic, grating quality. The black scale on his right eye suddenly opened, revealing a scarlet pupil. "The Demon Lord has commanded to take your divine soul and sacrifice it to the heart of ten thousand demons!"

The twelve Shadow Kill Guards attacked simultaneously, their black long spears weaving into a massive net, through which purple-black turbid currents flowed.

Wherever it passed, space continuously dissolved.

White Night dared not be careless. He fused the seventh transformation of the Nine Transformations of Chaos, "Spacetime Tracing," with the Thunder Law, leaving countless afterimages in the hall. Each afterimage could draw a trace of power from the space-time anchor.

"Thunder: Thousand Shadows!"

Countless purple-gold blade lights shot out from the afterimages, colliding with the black net.

A deafening roar erupted in the hall, and the golden light of the space-time anchor flickered violently, actually reflecting some of the attacks, catching two Shadow Kill Guards off guard and impaling their divine bodies with their own spears.

"The power of the space-time anchor?" A hint of surprise flashed in Shadow's eyes, then he sneered, "Fool! Do you think you can win by relying on the anchor? There have been at least eighty or a hundred True Gods sacrificed to the anchor by us over the years!"

He suddenly raised his hand, and the black scale on his right eye detached, transforming into a black bone blade.

As the bone blade swung, the space-time in the hall began to distort. White Night's afterimages collapsed one after another, exposing his true body to the encirclement of the twelve Shadow Kill Guards.

"Pfft!"

A black long spear seized the opportunity to pierce White Night's right shoulder. The turbid current on the spear spread along the wound, actually beginning to corrode his High-ranking True God divine body.

White Night roared, his Eternal Demon Blade slashing out in a backhand, severing the spear along with the arm of the Shadow Kill Guard holding it. The moment the purple-gold lightning erupted, he seized the chance to rush to the space-time anchor and pressed his palm onto the golden crystal.

"hourglass of time: Halt!"

The silver light from the hourglass core intertwined with the golden light of the anchor. The nine collapsing halos suddenly stopped disintegrating, and one even began to slowly repair itself.

But Shadow wouldn't give him a chance to reinforce it further. His black bone blade, carrying the might to tear through space-time, slashed towards his head. The turbid current at the blade's edge had condensed into a miniature illusion of the heart of ten thousand demons.

At this critical moment, the eternal chaos divine codex within White Night suddenly opened automatically. The chaotic runes on its pages resonated with the space-time anchor.

The golden crystal in the center of the hall suddenly erupted with dazzling light, enveloping both White Night and Shadow.

In the light, their figures actually began to swap positions!

"This is... space-time displacement?!" Shadow's expression changed drastically. He found his bone blade was slashing towards the space-time anchor, while White Night's Eternal Demon Blade was aimed at his throat.

"Let's die together!" A hint of madness flashed in Shadow's eyes. Not only did he not retract his move, but he injected even more turbid Demon Abyss energy into his bone blade, clearly intending to destroy the anchor along with himself.

White Night's eyes narrowed. He could feel the golden light of the space-time anchor fluctuating violently. If it were hit by the bone blade, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He fiercely burned his divine soul, pushing the Nine Transformations of Chaos's final transformation, "Chaos Unification," to its extreme.

The purple-gold lightning and gray chaotic power merged into a tiny needle of light. The needle pierced Shadow's throat, accurately striking the black scale remaining on his right eye.

"Puff."

The moment the scale shattered, Shadow's movements suddenly froze, and the madness in his eyes was replaced by disbelief.

White Night seized the opportunity to activate the last trace of power from the space-time displacement, and their figures swapped again.

Shadow's bone blade grazed White Night's shoulder, missing, and heavily struck the hall floor, smashing a bottomless crack into the hard space-time crystal.

"You... how did you know... the scale was my weakness..." Shadow's body began to disintegrate, and countless tiny golden fragments floated in the black turbid current. Those were the divine souls of the True Gods he had devoured.

White Night did not answer; his attention was entirely on the space-time anchor. Although he had avoided the bone blade, the previous impact had still dimmed the anchor's golden light considerably, and two more of the nine halos had collapsed.

Even worse, the aftereffects of burning his divine soul began to manifest. His vision blurred, and the charred area on his left arm had spread to his heart.

Just then, a muffled groan came from outside the hall from the Chaos God King, followed by the wild laughter of the three Demon Gods: "Old Chaos, your divine light is almost exhausted, isn't it? Hand over the space-time anchor obediently, and perhaps we'll leave you a complete corpse!"

White Night's heart sank, knowing that the Chaos God King was about to give out.

He gritted his teeth and injected the last trace of chaotic power into the space-time anchor. The golden crystal suddenly erupted with a pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, breaking through the Time-Space God Temple and forming a giant hourglass illusion in the starry sky.

This was the space-time anchor's ultimate defensive form, capable of temporarily freezing the space-time within a ten-thousand-mile radius.

The demon soldiers and controlled True God warriors in the starry sky instantly froze, and the movements of the three High-ranking Demon Gods also lagged for several breaths.

The Chaos God King seized this opportunity, and his nine-colored divine light suddenly erupted, simultaneously repelling the three Demon Gods. He himself spat out a mouthful of golden divine blood, clearly also at his limit.

"White Night! Go quickly!" The Chaos God King's voice carried a hint of weakness. "I have used my last divine power to open a space-time channel. Take the anchor's core fragment to the God Conferment Platform; there is an eternal divine seal that can suppress the Demon Abyss!"

White Night looked at the pigeon-egg-sized golden crystal, the anchor's core fragment that had automatically detached itself in his hand. He then looked at the Chaos God King, fighting valiantly in the starry sky amidst a shower of blood, and at the frozen demon soldiers and True God warriors, and suddenly understood something.

"You planned this all along, didn't you?" White Night's voice trembled slightly. "Sending me to the God Conferment Platform is to make me the new anchor?"

The Chaos God King's figure paused slightly in the starry sky, then a light laugh came: "Little fellow, don't overthink it. The future of the Eternal God Realm cannot rely solely on these old bones of mine. Remember, lightning is powerful not only because it can destroy, but also because it can bring new life."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly began to burn his own divine body. The nine-colored divine light transformed into a massive light cocoon, enveloping all the demon soldiers and True God warriors in the entire starfield.

The moment the light cocoon contracted, countless mournful roars were heard, from both demon soldiers and True God warriors.

"Go quickly!" This was the Chaos God King's last message to White Night.

White Night clutched the golden crystal in his hand, and tears finally streamed down his face.

He turned and stepped into the space-time channel. The moment the channel closed, he seemed to see countless pale golden lights blooming within the light cocoon. Those were the True God warriors, having broken free from the heart-eroding scale's control, making their final brilliant sacrifice to perish with the demon soldiers.

At the other end of the space-time channel was the ruins of the God Conferment Platform.

White Night landed on the cracked godfall stone, looking at the continuously expanding Demon Abyss rift in the distance, and the faintly visible heart of ten thousand demons within the rift, then plunged the Eternal Demon Blade into the ground.

"New life, huh..." He pressed the golden crystal to his glabella. The hourglass core and anchor fragment merged into a silver mark, which spread along his bloodline and finally fused into his divine soul.

In an instant, the Spacetime Law of the entire Eternal Continent trembled. All the disintegrating timelines suddenly stabilized, and the law fragments eroded by the Demon Abyss converged towards the God Conferment Platform.

White Night had truly become the new space-time anchor.

From the distant Demon Abyss rift came the furious roar of the Lord of the Demon Abyss: "Old Chaos! Do you think this can stop me? Once I devour this new anchor, the entire universe will be mine!"

White Night slowly stood up, an aura of Spacetime Law authority added to his High-ranking True God presence.

He looked up at the Demon Abyss rift, the purple-gold lightning of the Eternal Demon Blade and the silver mark on his glabella reflecting each other.

"Then let's see."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly resounded throughout the entire Eternal Continent!

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