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Chapter 1485: The Might of a Single Sword

With a sudden shout, as runes flared all over his body, his bones creaked, and his flesh trembled, his essence transformed into a dragon that soared into the air.

The radiance around him intensified.

At that moment, heaven and earth seemed to go silent. the world stopped revolving on its axis, and everything was still. He felt as though he had returned to a primordial era far into the past, to the creation of the universe itself.

As his mind resonated with the realm, Zhang Lie felt as though he was witnessing the creation of the virtual realm itself.

Dawn light shone all around him. His heart and soul seemed to unite with the world all around him, as though he were part of the genesis of the universe.

"Open!" Zhang Lie murmured softly, but the sound of his voice carried.

A divine chime rang out as Zhang Lie emitted radiant light and cut apart the horizon. The skies split; the black- and white-colored energy that went into the slash erupted like a volcano. White energy drifted toward the skies, and black energy caused the sea to quake.

Part of the virtual realm was destroyed. The sky turned dull; the sword strike was one of primordial genesis, of void and chaos.

At that moment, the virtual realm\'s natural laws began to shift.

The realm itself seemed to have been cut apart from the inside, transforming everything into chaotic energy.

This blow went beyond what could be described as strength. It bypassed structure and power, instead dealing with the fundamental forces of the world, of atavistic regression and subsequent evolution.

Space shattered; the ground cracked. All things were destroyed in a calamity. The lakes and streams vaporized, and fog filled the air.

All the land and water beneath Zhang Lie was completely cleared away. Like candlelight, Coruscant Sun was easily snuffed out by Zhang Lie\'s sword. He scattered over heaven and earth—and he wasn\'t the only one. The whole region of space around him had been eradicated.

None had been able to escape that calamitous blade.

Zhang Lie\'s attack shocked all the cultivators watching him from afar.

This virtual realm possessed many treasures; a silver-dragon lotus was indeed precious, but not worth one\'s life and qualifications as a competitor.

There was simply no need to risk it all for a divine plant.

The son of lightning\'s fist glowed brightly, exploding with light.

As they continued to fight, twenty wheels of time had formed by Fang Yi\'s back.

The wheels of time to Fang Yi\'s back began to resonate. Temporal energy rippled around him. Fang Yi stood motionless, immobile as a mountain, as his spear broke through the constraints of spacetime and returned to the static world of gray.

"[Spear of Fate]!"

In that world of frozen time, he was the only spot of color within.

Wind and storm combined and crackled at the tip of Fang Yi\'s spear, imbuing it with sharpness and penetrating strength beyond measure.

Fang Yi compressed that energy again and again, until even the space around the spear started getting sucked in. The tip of the spear punched through space as though it were nothing more than paper.

The chaotic energy imbued within the spear activated, gushing out around Fang Yi.

The combination of elemental, chaotic, and spatiotemporal energy at the tip of the spear multiplied the strength of Fang Yi\'s attack beyond what should have been possible.

Golden threads surrounded wind, storm, time, and space.

Fang Yi combined [Born of Lightning, Swallowed by the Wind], [Tiger\'s Howl, Dragon\'s Bellow], [Heaven\'s Judgment], and the power of karma—wind, storm, time, space, chaos, karma.

All these sources of energy were stacked together, like buff after buff.

A dragon of purple lightning and tiger of green wind, shielded by a barrier of time and shrouded by black spatial energy, slowly began to manifest. Storm winds were sucked into the mix.

The power of his strike transcended both of its constituents, time and karma.

The strike touched the notion of fate, that all things were predetermined in the long, winding river of time.

The combination of wind and storm, spatial force, void lightning, time and space, karma and fate—all of it combined into a hurricane. The nine different kinds of energy stacked on top of each other and were refined into a cocoon.

As Fang Yi infused more and more of his own energy into the attack, the energies morphed into threads of nine different colors that began to separate.

The void lightning combined with the spatial rift that was forming and tore apart the space around Fang Yi.

Faced with Fang Yi\'s ninefold strike, the virtual realm was already starting to crack and shatter even before Fang Yi released his technique. The ground cracked, the lake water was vaporized, and the riverbed itself ran dry.

The manifold energies merged and tangled with each other, space and time, wind and storm, chaos and fate, the beginning and the end.

Fang Yi sent a stream of each type of energy swirling and corkscrewing around the tip of his spear.

Lightning crackled like a demon swiping its claws. A storm raged, and space tore apart. Black-and-gold chains criss-crossed and tangled up under the influence of chaos and fate.

After the incorporation of karma, the energy of chaos was able to reach an unstable equilibrium with that of space and time.

Karma forcibly linked all the disparate energies together like glue.

The karma would have affected Fang Yi\'s fated future if not for the chaotic energy surrounding him. Most importantly, the chaotic energy came from Fang Yi\'s spear, not from himself, and the powers of karma and chaos wouldn\'t cancel out.

The spear of Chaos would continuously provide titanic amounts of chaotic energy, forcibly maintaining this unstable balance.

Dragon-like lightning, tiger-like storm, formless time, timeless space—those four disparate energies combined into a cohesive whole, tied together by a dark gold thread. The energies revolved around each other, destroying even natural law with their combined might.