141: Chapter 141 A Fleeting Moment in This World

Xu Mo's laughter echoed through the mountains and fields, carrying a near-manic sense of exhilaration.

His figure flickered in and out of the black vortex, and as he brandished his short blade, the Power of Devouring transformed into countless pitch-black tentacles, coiling toward Lu Jinghan from all directions.

Lu Jinghan's expression was solemn; he held nothing back anymore.

With his Space-Time Dao Body operating at full capacity, a silvery-white radiance surged from his body, forming a stark contrast with Xu Mo's dark Power of Devouring.

The Jinghan Sword in his hand transformed into a streak of silvery-white lightning, and as he alternated between Late Twilight and Tracing Light, every strike landed precisely on the weak points of the Power of Devouring.

"Late Twilight."

With a swing of his sword, the silvery-white sword light slashed toward a pitch-black tentacle like a bolt of silk.

Wherever the sword light passed, the power of time spread silently, and the tentacle's movements instantly slowed, as if frozen in a crack in time.

The Jinghan Sword severed it, and dark mist erupted from the break, struggling for a moment in the air before dissipating without a trace.

"Tracing Light."

Another strike, and this time, the sword light reversed.

A severed tentacle, enveloped by the Tracing Light Sword Qi, actually re-formed and coiled back toward Xu Mo.

Xu Mo's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly mobilized the Power of Devouring to shatter it, though a trace of pleasant surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The Law of Time and Space are truly profound!" he exclaimed loudly, yet his attacks grew increasingly fierce.

The black vortex spun faster and faster, and the Power of Devouring grew ever stronger.

Standing at the center of the vortex, Xu Mo was bathed in a brilliant dark radiance, as if he had merged with the vortex itself.

His aura not only failed to weaken during the battle but instead showed signs of rising, fully revealing the characteristics of the Law of Devouring.

Lu Jinghan naturally noticed this as well.

He knew he could not drag this out for too long; those who Cultivate the Law of Devouring become stronger the longer they fight, and the longer it dragged on, the greater Xu Mo's advantage would become.

Although he had the Space-Time Dao Body and Spiritual Qi reserves far exceeding those of his peers, every use of Late Twilight and Tracing Light consumed a vast amount of the power of space and time; if this continued, he would inevitably exhaust his strength before Xu Mo, so he had to end the battle quickly.

Lu Jinghan took a deep breath, and the silvery-white radiance on the Jinghan Sword suddenly surged.

His figure left an afterimage in the Void Realm, and instead of retreating, he advanced, charging straight toward the center of the black vortex.

"Well played!" Xu Mo's eyes shot with brilliance as he slammed his hands together.

Dozens of pitch-black tentacles surged from the black vortex, dense and overwhelming, coiling toward Lu Jinghan from all directions.

Those tentacles intertwined, forming a massive net that sealed off all his paths of retreat.

Lu Jinghan's expression remained unchanged as he swung the Jinghan Sword repeatedly.

Late Twilight, Tracing Light—sword after sword, continuous and unending—the silvery-white sword light collided with the pitch-black tentacles, erupting in a deafening roar.

One strike of Late Twilight severed three tentacles, and one strike of Tracing Light sent the severed tentacles rebounding back.

His sword became faster and fiercer, every strike landing precisely on the weakest nodes of the tentacles, defeating them in a single blow.

Dozens of tentacles were severed by more than half in just a few breaths, and black mist churned in the Void Realm.

Xu Mo's expression finally turned serious; he discovered that Lu Jinghan's swordsmanship was even fiercer than before. It wasn't just the speed; more importantly, every strike carried a power of space and time that he could not resolve.

Late Twilight slowed his movements, and Tracing Light reversed his attacks; the power of space and time flowed around him, suppressing his pride-and-joy Power of Devouring completely.

After trading hundreds of blows, although Xu Mo showed no signs of defeat, he was clearly at a disadvantage.

Although his Power of Devouring was powerful, he could never break through Lu Jinghan's space-time defense line.

Every time he tried to devour his opponent's Spiritual Qi, it would be deflected by that silvery-white force; every time he tried to get close, he would be forced back by the Late Twilight Sword Qi.

A trace of unwillingness flashed through Xu Mo's heart, but there was even more excitement.

He hadn't experienced this feeling of being suppressed for a very long time.

Ever since his Awakening of the Law of Devouring, he had never encountered an opponent among his peers; those so-called Prodigies from various regions couldn't even last ten moves against him.

Yet this Lu Jinghan before him had not only lasted hundreds of moves but was even slightly gaining the upper hand.

The Law of Time and Space were indeed worthy of being one of the Ten Supreme Laws.

At this moment, Lu Jinghan suddenly withdrew his sword and retreated, putting some distance between himself and Xu Mo.

Xu Mo was slightly taken aback, then immediately became alert.

He knew this feeling too well; when an opponent suddenly withdrew, they were either gathering strength or brewing a lethal strike.

And a person like Lu Jinghan would never act aimlessly in battle.

Sure enough, the next moment, Lu Jinghan's eyes suddenly lit up, the silvery-white radiance like two small suns, so blinding that one dared not look directly at them.

He held the Jinghan Sword horizontally before him, and on the blade, sword light suddenly appeared.

That power flowed, condensed, and compressed on the blade, as if it were going to concentrate the power of space and time of the entire world into this one strike.

Xu Mo's expression froze instantly; he could feel an unprecedented sense of crisis emanating from Lu Jinghan.

That force made him instinctively want to flee, to dodge, as if he would never be able to leave if he didn't do so now.

"A Moment in the Floating World."

Lu Jinghan whispered these four words; the voice was not loud, but it exploded in Xu Mo's ears like a thunderclap.

He swung the Jinghan Sword, and there was no Sword Qi, no sword light, no earth-shattering phenomena—there was only an instant of eternity.

The moment this strike was delivered, everything around seemed to stand still.

The flow of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi stagnated, and even the rotation of that black vortex became extremely slow at this moment, as if bound by some invisible force.

Xu Mo's heart gave a violent jolt.

He felt the breath of death; on that sword edge, which seemed to contain nothing, resided a power capable of severing and extinguishing his very Divine Soul.

Lu Jinghan had condensed the past, present, and future into a single strike—it was unavoidable and unblockable.

Xu Mo did not hesitate; his figure flashed in the Void Realm, the Law of Devouring running at full capacity, and a pitch-black rift tore open behind him.

That was a spatial passage he had temporarily opened using the Power of Devouring; Xu Mo's figure plunged into that rift and vanished without a trace.

The rift closed rapidly behind him, leaving only a faint trace of dark mist slowly dissipating in the air.

The A Moment in the Floating World struck the spot where Xu Mo had disappeared, carving a deep fissure into that piece of the Void Realm.

Within the fissure, the remnants of the power of space and time and the Power of Devouring annihilated each other, emitting a low humming sound that lingered for a long time.

The mountains and fields returned to silence.

Lu Jinghan stood holding his sword as the silvery-white radiance slowly receded from his body, and the light on the Jinghan Sword gradually dimmed.

His face was pale, and his body had become extremely weak.

The consumption required for the A Moment in the Floating World could not be compared to that of Late Twilight and Tracing Light; even though he had already reached the Early Stage of Void Refining, he still felt strained after unleashing this strike.