Chapter 3250: Reverse Battle Against the Heavens (6)

Ah!

The Hundun Ding exploded, with Hundun Fire and Hundun Thunder roaring in agony.

How many years had passed?

They had always boasted about their big companion, who had now fallen in battle.

Fight!

Accompanied by roars and howls, the fire and thunder merged in an instant, forming a vast ocean of lightning and flames. It swept over the Eternal Light, engulfed the Heavenly Emperor, and overwhelmed the Tian Dao from above.

"Get out."

The Tian Dao snorted coldly and struck with a palm, delivering utter destruction.

"Big boss, you have to win."

The fire and thunder plummeted into the vast expanse and faded into oblivion.

Pfft!

Their sacrifice was not in vain.

Ye Chen struck in that instant, using Eternal Transformation of Ten Thousand Dao to strike down the Tian Dao.

Pfft!

This was his first time severely wounding the Tian Dao, the first time making it bleed. That wisp of black blood turned into a strand of Hundun mist and returned to the Tian Dao.

Yet, this could not hide the fact that the Tian Dao had been gravely injured.

Even this single wound showed that the Tian Dao was flawed, and its power was leaking away once more. Perhaps it had returned to the heavens and earth, or maybe Ye Chen had absorbed it. The heavens were the Tian Dao, and the sacred body was half of the Tian Dao. The battle between the sacred body and the heavens was a clash between two Tian Dao entities. In this shattered universe, one of them was destined to fall.

"You deserve to die."

The Tian Dao let out an enraged roar. Its face, which had been constantly shifting from the beginning, finally settled into a grotesque expression—grimacing, gnashing its teeth, and twisted in fury.

The heavens in the eyes of the world.

Now, it finally revealed its true form, like a fiend from hell.

Boom!

The heavens raged, making the entire universe tremble and rumble.

All the mountains and rivers collapsed in an instant.

All the stars shattered in an instant.

The broken universe was left with only a murky darkness, where countless ghostly faces emerged. These were the spirits of beings once destroyed, as well as the deepest, most unspeakable desires and evils hidden within the Tian Dao. Sneering, wailing, and roaring, they became curses that disrupted the cosmos and tormented the sacred body's mind.

"Eternal: Ten Thousand Dao Return to Origin."

Ye Chen shouted coldly, manifesting laws with the Eternal. All the Dao he had comprehended emerged, each one forming a sword. They cleaved through patches of Hundun and destroyed the ghostly faces, driving the desires and evils back into the abyss of Jiu You.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Once again, he tore sword wounds across the Tian Dao's body.

For this, he paid a heavy price.

Countless Hundun sword lights ripped through the universe, slashing into his sacred body. They shattered the immortal visions and pierced the Eternal armor. Chunks of sacred bone, stained with sacred blood, exploded into golden oceans.

Kill!

Fight!

Tian Dao against Tian Dao, ten thousand Dao against the supreme ruler.

It was a scene of world-ending destruction.

In the darkness, a vast Hundun realm appeared, where Ye Chen and the Tian Dao clashed fiercely. All sorts of terrifying visions and manifestations unfolded, creating mountains of corpses and seas of blood, leading to the decay of all things. Suns soared across the sky, only for stars to explode in the heavens, reviving and collapsing repeatedly.

And so,

It formed an endless cycle.

Boom! Rumble!

The cataclysmic battle nearly collapsed the entire universe.

No one watched.

No one knew how long they had fought.

Perhaps ten years.

Perhaps a hundred years.

Perhaps thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

Or maybe, for them, the concept of time in the world no longer existed.

Pfft!

In the unknown cycle, the Tian Dao bled.

The heavens' blood splattered across the Hundun, making the cosmos wail in sorrow.

Pfft!

Ye Chen was also wounded, his sacred body riddled with holes.

"Destroy for me."

The Tian Dao roared in anger, unleashing a rule-bound sword that cut back through time and space.

That was right—it was a cross-time-space kill.

This Tian Dao had been driven to madness. Unable to defeat Ye Chen in the present, it sought to annihilate the sacred body from the past through time, hoping to wound him that way.

Ye Chen stood firm, unmoved, allowing it to cross time and space.

The Tian Dao's sword could not harm him—in fact, it was blocked by the Past Self.

The Past Self, True Self, and Dao Self were one.

The three were like a cycle, already elevated by Ye Chen to the pinnacle through the Eternal.

Any cross-time-space attack was useless against him.

In other words, the course of history had changed. According to one timeline, Zhao Yun would have fought alongside him, blocking such a cross-time-space kill.

But sadly, the wheel of history had deviated.

In the final battle of the reverse war against heaven, with the world's great sacrifice, there was no Zhao Yun.

None of that mattered now.

What mattered was that he had to win. He could afford to lose at any other time, but not in this battle. Losing to the Tian Dao would mean losing all realms and living beings.

"Destroy for me."

The Tian Dao went berserk, knowing it was futile yet slashing sword after sword.

"Come on."

Ye Chen shouted resolutely, advancing with the Eternal and using the Past Self to counter the cross-time-space attacks. The Tian Dao's swords were repelled one by one, and the Past Self struck back, wounding it repeatedly.

Boom!

Ye Chen charged forward, stamping out the Hundun and flipping the Tian Dao.

Kill!

The Tian Dao instantly reformed and struck, splitting open Ye Chen's sacred body and destroying his primordial spirit. But it was all for nothing—the living beings of the ten thousand realms were the source, and the sacred body's primordial spirit was indestructible.

Pfft!

After taking the Tian Dao's palm, the sacred body retaliated with a sword.

It cleaved straight through.

The sacred body's primordial spirit was undying, and so the Tian Dao was eternally persistent, instantly regenerating.

Roar!

The scene they had played out before was enacted once more. Ye Chen transformed into a dragon, bathed in Eternal Light, his dragon scales clanging as they rang out. Radiant with golden glory, he was the last flicker of light in this dark universe.

Roar!

The Tian Dao also became a dragon, a colossal demonic dragon, pitch-black and seething with demonic energy. In the depths shrouded by Hundun, it unleashed the most evil and savage light.

Roar! Roar!

The two dragons, one black and one gold, spiraled upward in combat. It was the sacred body's duel with the heavens, the struggle between human Dao and Tian Dao. They fought from the eastern skies to the western vastness, from the western vastness to the southern void, and from the southern void to the northern heavens. Wherever they passed, the cosmos was thrown into chaos, rules were overturned, the sacred body bled, and the Tian Dao bled. Every drop of blood that fell transformed into various forms—like azure dragons or white tigers—continuing the assault.

The Tian Dao fell behind.

Its black demonic dragon grew increasingly battered in the destructive battle, covered in dark, violent blood. Each heavy blow made it shrink a little.

In contrast, the Eternal Divine Dragon grew more brilliant with every fight.

The sacred body was also splattering blood and bones, but it was undergoing rebirth after rebirth. The Tian Dao's Hundun could no longer suppress its radiance, which pierced through the universe's darkness.

Pfft!

The heavens were defeated, its dragon form exploding violently. A stream of blood qi stretched across thousands of miles, unable to return to the Tian Dao. The so-called power of the Tian Dao was scattered by the Eternal, and the heavens in the eyes of the world plummeted into the vast void, crumbling inch by inch.

"I refuse to believe it."

The Tian Dao's roar was also a wail, drenching the entire universe in bloody rain.

"The supreme heavens, Jiu You shall be your final resting place."

Ye Chen's words were desolate, cold, and authoritative, like a sovereign ruling the nine heavens. He manifested a great realm and clenched his fist into an immortal form, condensing an Eternal war spear.

This spear came from the sacred body's hand.

This spear also bore the mark of the ten thousand realms' living beings.

It was through the world's great sacrifice that they aided him in battling the heavens.

So, with this spear of the living beings, he would nail that detestable heavens.

The Tian Dao was emotionless, but humanity was full of emotion.

Buzz!

The Eternal war spear cut through endless void, traversed ten thousand ages, and carried the might to destroy heaven and earth. With boundless power, it sliced through the infinite darkness, delivering the final strike of the reverse war against heaven—and the strongest blow of all living beings.

Pfft!

The Tian Dao's blood light became the most splendid color in the world.

Ah!

The heavens' roar turned into the most desolate wail. Jiu You was indeed its final resting place. Ye Chen accomplished it for all living beings, nailing it to the blood-soaked earth with a single spear. The indestructible Tian Dao crumbled into ashes inch by inch in the human world.

"I curse you with the Tian Dao."

"You, Ye Chen, shall suffer eternal damnation, never to be reborn."

"Ha ha ha."

The Tian Dao's wail became a sinister laugh, echoing infinitely through the universe like a curse, etched deeply into Ye Chen's soul, dooming the sacred body to unending calamity.

But in the end, it was destroyed.

The war that had spanned two epochs concluded in that moment.

The universe finally dispersed its darkness.

The sacred body's light illuminated the cosmos, and brightness bathed the human world.

In this universe, only Ye Chen remained.

And he became the new Tian Dao.

At last, that day had come—he had become the very thing he despised most.

"Eternal: Tian Dao Reincarnation."

He staggered and swayed, his blood-stained hands clasped together with effort, performing a Tian Dao-level reincarnation. As the new heavens in the universe, he became the rules, created the cosmos, and controlled reincarnation, all to revive all living beings.

Now, he could do it.

Now, he had only this one chance to do it.

The price was his own life, Ye Chen's.

The elegy of living beings, the world's great sacrifice, had forged a supreme commander for them.

And he would use that title to return the Tian Dao to the living beings.

Buzz!

A magnificent scene unfolded, with immortal rain falling from the heavens. Every drop was tainted with the Eternal, and each one that landed transformed into a figure: wives, children, the female emperor, god venerables, heavenly court supremes, emperors of the realms, the common world, the six paths—including the fallen divine generals, emperors, Yan Luo, emperor's sons, and the strongest peaks. All souls revived on the spot, and the shattered realms regained their vitality through this reincarnation.

Still the people from his memories.

Still the mountains and rivers from his memories.

The new epoch was a new beginning, with light filling the human world.

"Why am I alive again?"

"Old Daoist, kick me— is this a dream?"

"You brat, be gentle."

Voices of astonishment filled the earth as the revived living beings stood in a daze.

"Tian Dao Reincarnation?"

The female emperor murmured, catching a drop of immortal rain and instinctively looking up.

In her sight was Ye Chen.

He had won, standing at the universe's highest peak.

But he was offering himself in sacrifice.

Tian Dao-level reincarnation required the Tian Dao as tribute. That blood-red figure was dissipating inch by inch, with every piece of immortal rain that fell marking another part of him turning to dust.

"Ye Chen."

"Father."

"Sacred body."

His family, old friends, mentors, and juniors—all went mad, frantically rushing toward the heavens. Tears streamed down their faces as the tenth emperor of Great Chu had not disappointed living beings. He had defeated the Tian Dao and become the Tian Dao, yet now he was sacrificing himself for them.

"I'm tired."

Ye Chen smiled wearily, his voice hoarse and faint.

"No!"

Living beings shouted desperately, straining to reach the sky.

But though they could see Ye Chen, they could not reach him. It was as if an eternal chasm and an immortal gulf separated them, impassable even by the female emperor or god venerables.

That distance transcended life and death.

The cruelty of rebirth was watching him fade away inch by inch, powerless to stop it. All calls and cries were futile and empty.

"The fortunes of the realms shall endure forever."

Ye Chen smiled, his shattered sacred body dissolving up to his neck. His radiant golden hair turned snow-white strand by strand, and even the blood and tears flowing from him turned to ash. His passing was an eternal burial.

The supreme commander was truly exhausted.

In his final moment, even lifting his eyes was a struggle.

He was gone.

This sleep was an eternal silence.

The world no longer had Ye Chen.