Chapter 3223: Unknown Warfare

Chapter 3223: Unknown Zhanluan

In the original spacetime, Ye Chen walked slowly, observing everything around him, but all he saw was blankness. Once, he paused silently at a spot. The place where he stood was once the Da Chu Zhutian Men, but now, with all living beings destroyed and the Tian Dao extinguished, that vast landscape had turned into a blank void in the dust of history, leaving no trace in the unknown.

With a sigh, he wandered away into the endless expanse. Xiao Wa had left, and he was waiting for it to return. There was also the eternal melody he hadn't fully learned yet—the tune itself was one thing, but the emotions within it were the true essence of eternity.

Zheng!

Suddenly, the sound of a qin arose, ancient and melodious. He could vaguely see a graceful figure dancing under the moon, playing the qin as if plucking strings in the clouds.

"Who is it?"

He had asked this question in his heart many times. The dreamlike figure felt familiar no matter how he looked, yet he couldn't recall who it was. Listening to the qin this time brought a different state of mind.

The melody was filled with sorrow, as if depicting the decline of a civilization, leaving only a lone survivor wandering their homeland, gazing around to find no trace of the former mountains and rivers, nor the people of the past—only desolation, emptiness, and boundless darkness remained.

This tune fit the scene perfectly.

In the unknown, Ye Chen could envision the shadow of Hong Chen. If the original spacetime was a civilization, then Hong Chen was its sole survivor.

He understood Hong Chen's state of mind.

In the haze, it seemed to carry his sighs and cries, with no memory of the homeland left.

For a moment, Ye Chen quietly lifted his head to gaze at the vast sky.

The Yongheng Xian Yu, which transcended the Tian Dao, might be a god-level civilization, and the universe could be the various realms under Yongheng's rule.

Lowering his gaze, he looked elsewhere.

Someone had entered the unknown, but it wasn't Xiao Wa—it was a person he knew very well.

It was Zhao Yun.

More precisely, Zhao Yun from the original historical trajectory.

Theoretically, changes in this universe shouldn't affect the outer universe.

However, the two universes intersected.

In the original spacetime, Zhao Yun and Shura Tianzun had also died into the Zhutian universe, but unlike the altered spacetime, Zhao Yun had died into the Heavenly Realm, while Kuang Yingjie had died into the Netherworld. This change wasn't without reason; it wasn't related to the outer universe but stemmed from the parallel spacetimes in the Zhutian universe, where historical paths diverged, causing shifts in the heavens and rules. A slight difference could lead to vast errors, which was the fundamental reason for the two swapping places.

But none of that mattered anymore.

What mattered was that the historical paths of the two spacetimes had deviated, so Zhao Yun and Kuang Yingjie had deviations as well. For Zhao Yun, the place he went wasn't the Netherworld, so his experiences were different. Since they were different, his return to his universe would disrupt history—at least, he hadn't been schemed against by the Nether Emperor or suppressed in the Shen Xu for five hundred years.

Ye Chen wasn't surprised by Zhao Yun's arrival.

By this era's standards, Zhao Yun from the original spacetime was likely at the Huang Di level, probably having become the Tian Dao of that universe. With the ability to cross universes, and given how close the two universes were, coming here to observe was expected.

"Unknown."

Zhao Yun murmured softly, walking slowly and looking around, as if searching for something. In Ye Chen's view, Zhao Yun might be looking for the Xiao Wa with the character "Xing."

Hm?

As he passed Ye Chen, Zhao Yun furrowed his brow slightly, as if sensing his presence.

Unfortunately, he wasn't Xiao Wa.

Even as the Tian Dao, Zhao Yun was still a level below Xiao Wa. Xiao Wa transcended the Tian Dao, so some things Xiao Wa could do, this spacetime's Zhao Yun could not.

Itchy hands.

Ye Chen's expression conveyed these three words—he really wanted to kick this guy.

But he couldn't do it either.

Thus, separated by the spacetime void, the two stared at each other for a long time.

Zhao Yun turned and gradually walked away.

Ye Chen tucked his hands behind his back and followed like a shadow. Because he was tailing him, Zhao Yun frowned several times and stopped occasionally, looking back more than once, but saw nothing.

Hee hee hee!

Suddenly, a childish laugh echoed.

Xiao Wa had returned.

It had reverted to its original form—chubby and plump, with stumbling little steps, bouncing around in the unknown until it spotted Zhao Yun. Then, its big eyes blinked brightly, its gaze sparkling, and drool dripped from the corner of its mouth, like a greedy little girl who had seen a sweet candy.

"Spacetime?"

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, his presence overwhelming, shaking the unknown with tremors.

From his aura, it was clear he was at the Huang Di level.

His question, "Spacetime?" made Ye Chen raise an eyebrow. It seemed Xiao Wa had been up to no good, wandering into Zhao Yun's universe and even devouring a segment of spacetime.

Zhao Yun's purpose here was obvious—he was coming to demand that spacetime back from Xiao Wa. As a Huang Di level being, Zhao Yun was barely qualified.

And "barely" was accurate.

Because Zhao Yun and Xiao Wa were already fighting, and in the battle, Zhao Yun was getting thoroughly beaten. The empress couldn't defeat Xiao Wa, and neither could Zhao Yun at the Huang Di level.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Xiao Wa fought more fiercely as it went on, and at some point, it even changed form, transforming into an indistinct youth. Except for the "Xing" character on its forehead, its features, body, and movements were all blurred.

In this form, it was unstoppable.

Zhao Yun was the one suffering. He could still hold his ground earlier, but now he could barely stay standing. During the fight, his Yongheng divine body was dismantled multiple times, with blood and bones scattered across the unknown.

"Really tough."

Ye Chen's comment was meaningful, referring to Zhao Yun. Becoming a Huang Di was no joke—Yongheng at its peak meant that, although he couldn't beat Xiao Wa, he could take a beating.

This made things interesting.

In their one-on-one duel, one was great at attacking, the other at enduring, and the battle raged on.

Even then, Ye Chen didn't see Xiao Wa get hurt at all.

Zhao Yun, on the other hand, was in a sorry state—covered in bloody gashes. Even with Yongheng's immortality, his wounds wouldn't heal easily, as Xiao Wa's injuries ignored Yongheng entirely. Ye Chen had experienced this before.

"Refreshing."

Ye Chen was just a spectator, standing there with his hands tucked away, perfectly composed. After knowing Zhao Yun for so long, this was the first time he'd seen him get beaten this badly.

In reality, if Ye Chen faced Xiao Wa, he wouldn't fare much better.

This little thing could eat, endure, and fight. With the Tian Dao gone, in a one-on-one, it seemed unbeatable—unless the opponent also transcended the Tian Dao.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The battle's destruction was world-shattering. This was the unknown, also part of the universe, already in ruins, and their fight added more flaws. Layers of destructive halos spread endlessly, making the entire unknown domain shake.

"Spacetime?"

Zhao Yun shouted resoundingly, his Yongheng eyes flickering with eternal flames.

But then, he got hammered again.

He said the harshest words and took the harshest hits—that described him perfectly.

It wasn't that he wasn't strong enough.

Xiao Wa was just too terrifying—it seemed immune to all attacks.

Ye Chen was a loyal observer.

From the start of the battle, he had scrutinized it many times and simulated it repeatedly. Attacks seemed truly ineffective against Xiao Wa, even Yongheng ones. Its weakness was the Dun Jia Tian Zi, which he and the empress had verified before.

The fight grew more intense.

Zhao Yun alone wasn't enough, and others joined—a woman in red immortal robes, stunningly beautiful and dreamlike, also a genuine Huang Di, and the Tian Dao of an outer universe.

No doubt, it was Zizaitian.

In the original spacetime, she hadn't self-severed and had joined with Zhao Yun and the others to form the Tian Dao.

With her arrival, the other supreme gods weren't far behind.

Including Zhao Yun, there were six in total, standing in a row like a striking sight.

This was also Ye Chen's first time seeing the other Tian Dao from the outer universe.

From this, it was clear that Zhao Yun's universe was much larger than the Zhutian universe.

Because the Zhutian universe could only accommodate four Huang Di at most.

By that measure, if the two universes went to war, Zhutian would undoubtedly lose.

But thinking about it, he felt relieved.

The Zhutian universe had flaws—it wasn't complete, and its situation was far more complex, with layers within layers in its heavens and rules.

Ye Chen didn't see Taishang.

Perhaps Taishang had been eliminated, and Zhao Yun had filled that vacancy.

Boom! Boom!

The battle became even more massive, with the six Huang Di joining forces to gang up on Xiao Wa.

Ah!

Xiao Wa was enraged, becoming violently savage, its long hair turning blood-red.

But the situation didn't change much.

Earlier, it was just Zhao Yun getting beaten; now, the six Huang Di were all getting thrashed.

Tsk tsk tsk!

Ye Chen watched with wide-eyed amazement. If Xiao Wa were part of the Zhutian universe's domain, it would be such a boost to their reputation—the six Tian Dao from the outer universe were completely subdued by it alone. How dominant!

The booming sounds faded at some point.

The battle had ended, and the blank unknown was splattered with the blood of the Tian Dao.

Zhao Yun left.

The other five Huang Di also departed, each clutching their waist.

They couldn't win, so they were going home to rest and try again.

As for Xiao Wa, it didn't hold back at all—not even pitying the beauty of Zizaitian, beating her until she was drenched in blood.

When the empress fought Xiao Wa, it was just as fierce.

With the six retreating from the unknown, the savage Xiao Wa returned to its childlike form—still chubby and plump—and started bouncing around again.

Its actions constantly proclaimed one thing:

This place is my territory—whoever comes, I beat.

Indeed, it hadn't had enough fun. After chasing off Zhao Yun and the others, it set its sights on someone named Ye Chen, its little nose twitching as it pursued him relentlessly.

The tenth emperor of Da Chu fled with great style.

With six Huang Di already beaten, he, a quasi-Huang Di at great completion, was basically just there for show. Xiao Wa chased with all its might, and he ran with all his might.

What could he say? Eventually, you'd get caught.

A quasi-Huang Di really wasn't enough—even across the spacetime void, he was beaten black and blue. It was all because his cultivation wasn't high enough. Xiao Wa could hit him, but his attacks were ineffective, so in this situation, he had to run—and run fast.

Xiao Wa must have gotten tired, as it let out a yawn.

True to form, it fell asleep right away, without hesitation.

"Sleeping is good, sleeping is safe."

Ye Chen wiped away the blood from his nose with a serious tone and sat down, clutching his waist. His long hair, flowing like a waterfall, was now a messy nest, and the most noticeable were the two perfect little handprints on his face, one on each side.