Chapter 2192: Crossing Reincarnation

Chapter 2192: Crossing Reincarnation

In the Mo Zhu world, darkness and desolation prevailed. Black mist surged and demonic energy churned, like a Nine You tomb burying the souls of countless gods.

Ye Chen's eyes were hazy and unfocused, devoid of joy or sorrow.

He stood like a war god upon the river of time, with moments frozen around him and the universe overturned at his will. A single glance was enough to disrupt eternity.

In this moment, he was not the emperor of Da Chu, but Ye Chen from his first life, having crossed eight Da Lun Hui cycles to merge into his sacred body, achieving a transcendence of reincarnation.

Opposite him, the remnant soul of Mo Tian Di flickered in and out of visibility.

He loomed like a demon god at the edge of chaos, reigning above all paths. His chaotic eyes disordered yin and yang and manifested utter destruction.

He was known as Mo Tian Di, the Demon Heaven Emperor, but only as a remnant soul, not his true form.

The two faced each other across the vast expanse—one Ye Chen's first life, the other Mo Tian Di's remnant soul. Neither was at their peak, yet both exuded the majesty of emperors, beyond the reach of mortals.

A simple greeting held ancient secrets spanning ages.

The emperors of the heavens and the Demon Heaven Emperor of the celestial demons had clashed in some ancient era, and now, after eons of change, their battle resumed in this shadowy world.

"Truly, I underestimated you, managing to form your own reincarnation."

"You never truly regarded me highly."

Ye Chen replied indifferently, his words calm and carrying a trace of weariness and hoarseness, utterly devoid of emotion.

Yet, this plain statement twisted Mo Tian Di's expression with a hint of ferocity, for he had heard it once before, eons ago.

Hearing it again evoked memories of that ancient past. As the Demon Heaven Emperor of the Tian Mo domain, he had been utterly defeated by a mere great emperor, reduced to lingering in the Qing Tian Mo Zhu for endless ages, his imperial dignity shattered.

"I will slaughter you!"

Mo Tian Di roared, stepping forward and crossing the river of time. His palm manifested myriad paths, unleashing a realm of chaotic demons where all things were born, yet bathed in apocalyptic light and crumbling inch by inch, carrying laws of destruction to invert the cosmos.

"Back then, you were inadequate, and today, you still are."

Ye Chen's expression remained as still as an ancient well. He channeled his imperial dao immortal arts, using the power of reincarnation to condense a brilliant galaxy.

The galaxy formed a chasm between life and death, dividing heaven and earth.

The so-called realm of chaotic demons paled before it, easily shattered, with all its manifestations plunging into the galaxy and dissolving in the cycle of reincarnation.

"Exterminate!"

Mo Tian Di ascended to the pinnacle of the void, spreading his fingers as heavenly emperor seals etched themselves in his palm. He pressed down with a sky-covering strike, obliterating everything in its path.

Ye Chen raised his hand, piercing the sky-covering palm with a single finger.

"Seal!"

Mo Tian Di shouted coldly, summoning ninety-nine black copper pillars that pierced the heavens and earth. Etched with demonic patterns and linked by imperial dao laws, they formed a grand Mo Tian array, trapping Ye Chen with swirling chaotic demonic energy aimed at annihilating his primordial spirit and true form.

Ye Chen strolled forward as if in a leisurely garden, ignoring the seals entirely. Each step crushed Mo Tian Di's laws, and with a great monument-smashing hand, he sent Mo Tian Di flying.

This palm was overwhelmingly dominant, scattering Mo Tian Di's blood and bones.

The remnant soul of the heavenly emperor grew even more ferocious. Behind him, chaotic demonic light dispersed, manifesting a colossal giant tens of thousands of feet tall, wielding a war halberd in one hand and a spear in the other—a heavenly emperor-level external demon image, entwined with laws. Even a single wisp of its demonic energy could instantly crush a peak Zhun Di.

Yet, from Ye Chen, no external god appeared; instead, a vast starry sky manifested above his head. Each star shone brilliantly, and every beam of starlight represented his dao, illuminating the area and dispersing all demonic energy, reducing it to nothingness.

Even Mo Tian Di's external demon image could not escape obliteration, turning to ash under the starlight.

Now, Mo Tian Di had merged back into chaos, forming a massive, twisted ghost face that shifted between sinister laughter, ferocity, rage, and calm.

This was a heavenly emperor-level dao art that swallowed Ye Chen whole into the Nine You.

"Imperial Dao: Eternal Thought."

Immediately, Ye Chen's faint words echoed, stilling the entire Mo Zhu world. Even the twisted ghost face froze for an instant. Having been swallowed, he emerged from the Nine You, wielding light to dispel chaos, dismantling the sky-covering ghost face and forcing out Mo Tian Di.

Mo Tian Di staggered back, each step extinguishing swaths of the cosmos. His eyes could not hide his shock. From that Eternal Thought, he sensed a terrifying law.

Even Mo Tian Di's true form had never comprehended such a law.

Bang!

Before he could steady himself, Ye Chen had already shattered laws to attack, delivering a deceptively simple palm infused with chaotic myriad paths and the power of nine Da Lun Hui, capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Puff!

Mo Tian Di spat blood as his demonic body exploded, hurtling eighty thousand li through the void.

At eighty thousand li away, he barely halted, shaking the void with a thunderous boom. Before he could catch his breath, Ye Chen was upon him again with another plain palm.

Puff!

Once more, eighty thousand li, with demonic blood splattering across the dark realm.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The scene that followed was utterly apocalyptic, filled with endless explosive sounds like funeral bells tolling for Mo Tian Di—slow and rhythmic. Since the ghost face was broken, he had not stood firm once, struck by Ye Chen's palms one after another, each sending him flying eighty thousand li.

"Ah!"

Mo Tian Di howled in fury, his chaotic eyes shooting beams of chaotic light, his anger consuming his very core.

The remnant soul of the Demon Heaven Emperor had no power to resist.

Ye Chen remained silent, continuing to strike, each palm plainer than the last, yet growing more dominant. Every time Mo Tian Di reformed his demonic body, he was shattered again, as if Ye Chen intended to beat him to the end of time.

It was not that Mo Tian Di's remnant soul was too weak—it was that Ye Chen was too strong.

Eons ago, even the complete Mo Tian Di had been no match, let alone this remnant.

What good was reigning above all paths or rivaling a great emperor?

I, too, am an emperor—one fused with nine Da Lun Hui. Even if Mo Tian Di's true form arrived, he would be destroyed. What gives you, a mere remnant, such confidence?

This was Ye Chen's first life, from some ancient era, who had waged war across the imperial path, slaying a heavenly emperor with the power of a great emperor.

Now, crossing reincarnation, he still shook the universe.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

In the shadowy Mo Zhu world, the rumbling persisted. From outside, the Qing Tian Mo Zhu trembled and hummed, with cracks appearing in many places, as if it might shatter at any moment.

No one knew what was happening inside, only that the Ling domain was in turmoil and all realms were affected. Fragile domain barriers collapsed one after another, and the starry skies of the heavens buzzed as stars exploded without warning, one after another.

The gathered cultivators of the heavens looked up once more, their hearts filled with dread.

Even peak Zhun Di could not suppress their trembling, staring blankly into the ethereal void, sensing two gods in battle—yet lacking even the qualification to watch.

"This feeling is strangely familiar."

Tian Jiu murmured, his battle blood boiling within him. The aged divine general seemed to regain vitality, his majestic aura surging.

"This commotion is far too great."

Kui Niu Huang furrowed his brow.

"Is this an imperial dao war?"

Yue Huang muttered to himself, his heart gripped by fear.

The heavens prepared for battle, and mortals gathered, all gazing upward.

The people still did not know the source of the rumbling—which domain barrier might collapse—or from where the invaders would strike.

The cultivators of the heavens were bewildered, and the Hong Huang clans were equally clueless. The Hong Huang tribes had assembled their ultimate imperial weapons, using ancient immortal arts to peer into the unknown.

Regrettably, they saw nothing, and their imperial artifacts were met with backlash and deafening tremors.

Puff!

In the Mo Zhu world, Mo Tian Di was struck and exploded again.

Now, the word "miserable" was an understatement. He had been beaten by Ye Chen all the way to the edge of time. His body had exploded countless times, no longer retaining human form.

For the first time, Ye Chen paused.

His ultimate imperial dao aura had become unstable, or rather, the reincarnation was the issue. From the moment he crossed reincarnation to wage war, he had violated a supreme taboo.

Now, the backlash had arrived—a mysterious force in the ether compelled him toward oblivion, and his imperial dao combat power plummeted from its peak.

His pause gave Mo Tian Di a chance to breathe.

At the end of time, he gritted his teeth and reformed his demonic body.

Ye Chen's power had fallen sharply, but Mo Tian Di's momentum was rising. A Mo Tian seal appeared on his forehead, as if brimming with endless divine power, continuously supplying him.

Ye Chen frowned slightly, instantly seeing through the mystery.

The current state of Mo Tian Di's remnant soul was similar to his own. He had crossed reincarnation, while Mo Tian Di's remnant had crossed life and death, fully awakening the demonic power of his true form.

"This feeling is truly wonderful."

Mo Tian Di's remnant soul sneered, his demeanor relaxed as he greedily inhaled the demonic energy. His true form's power was being transmitted to him through life and death.

It was as if he were not a remnant soul, but the true form itself.

As one waned, the other waxed—his pressure now faintly surpassing Ye Chen's.

Ye Chen's expression showed little change. Using the power of reincarnation, he suppressed the backlash, forcibly stabilizing his rapidly declining imperial dao combat power.

"I will slaughter you!"

Mo Tian Di grinned ferociously and advanced through the heavens, recklessly expending his endless demonic power. He summoned a heavenly emperor divine weapon—a demonic sword forged from his imperial dao—wielding destructive might as he slashed toward Ye Chen from across the vast void.

Ye Chen cast his arts, merging his own dao with Ye Chen's dao to manifest a great cauldron. Its form resembled the Hun Dun Ding but was more profound, birthing all things and nurturing myriad paths within. All things and paths unified into one, known as the Human Dao.

Clang!

The heavenly emperor divine weapon clashed with the great cauldron, sending waves of annihilating light rippling outward, devastating the cosmos.

Crack!

A crisp sound of metal shattering rang out as the heavenly emperor divine weapon exploded, its imperial dao returning to the heavens. Ye Chen's great cauldron also burst apart, its imperial dao reverting to reincarnation.

In this contest of daos, the two were evenly matched, both forced back half a step.

"Kill!"

Mo Tian Di roared, expanding a realm of myriad demonic paths to annihilate Ye Chen.

Ye Chen said nothing, unleashing his dharma image and using the Hun Dun realm vision to withstand the myriad demonic paths.

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, the battle erupted anew.

The two were like a demon god and a war god—one crossing reincarnation, the other crossing life and death—continuing their ancient war. It was an emperor against emperor, shaking heaven and earth to ruin.