194: Chapter 194 Within the Domain, Everything Can Be Devoured

The moment the two figures clashed in the center of the battle stage, an invisible wave of Qi rippled outward in all directions from the point of impact.

Instead of drawing his sword, Lu Jinghan used his palm as a blade to meet Xu Mo's attack. The Power of the Law of Time and Space condensed in his palm, slightly distorting the air wherever his palm wind passed.

Xu Mo did not use a weapon either. His right arm was shrouded in a layer of pitch-black Power of Devouring, resembling a flowing shadow as he slashed straight toward Lu Jinghan's incoming palm.

The palm and arm collided without making any sound.

Yet, that patch of the Void Realm seemed to be torn by two completely different forces simultaneously. The silver-white light and the pitch-black shadow eroded and annihilated each other at their point of contact, emitting a low hum like two heavy iron plates slowly grinding against each other.

Both men retreated half a step at the same time, only to close the distance once more in the next instant.

Xu Mo was the first to change his offensive. Spreading the five fingers of his right hand, pitch-black light surged from his fingertips, weaving into a dense, fine net in the Void Realm that swept down toward Lu Jinghan.

Those pitch-black threads were as fine and tough as if they were physical. Every single thread contained the Power of Devouring; the moment they made contact, they would begin to erode the opponent's spiritual power and even their Divine Soul.

Lu Jinghan did not take the attack head-on. His figure moved rapidly across the battle stage, with silver-white light condensing into a faint, elusive trail beneath his feet. Every step he took seemed to land within the gaps of time, causing the descent of the pitch-black net to always be half a beat too slow.

With a casual sweep of his left hand in the air, a silver-white blade of light condensed out of nothingness. Carrying the distorted power of time, it slashed toward the edge of the great net.

The moment the blade of light contacted the net, the pitch-black light suddenly came to a halt. Under the influence of the power of time, those threads became sluggish, freezing in place like a frozen spiderweb.

Lu Jinghan's figure then slipped through the gap, coming to a halt several Zhang away.

Xu Mo withdrew his hand and glanced at the pitch-black threads ahead that had been frozen by the Law of Time and Space, a look of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

He raised his hand and made a gripping motion. An even denser Power of Devouring condensed into a vortex in his palm. The vortex spun slowly, growing faster and faster, as if the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was being drawn by an invisible force, beginning to surge into it.

Taking a step forward, he pushed out his right palm. The vortex left his hand and spun toward Lu Jinghan.

Wherever the vortex passed, the air was distorted into fine ripples, and even light seemed to bend and break at its edges.

Lu Jinghan could feel the power contained within the vortex. The Law of Devouring was in operation, constantly absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Qi to strengthen itself. If he could not disperse it, it would only grow larger and larger.

Gripping the Jinghan Sword tightly, the silver-white light on its blade flared up as he delivered a horizontal slash.

The second Move of the Time Mark Sword Art, Tracing Light. The sword light reversed, and the flow of time condensed into a counter-rotating halo before the blade, colliding with the devouring vortex.

Silver-white and pitch-black intertwined and tangled. The forces of two completely opposite Laws clashed fiercely in the center of the battle stage, emitting a continuous humming sound that caused the air around the stage to tremble slightly.

A moment later, both forces annihilated each other simultaneously.

Without pausing, Xu Mo lunged forward again, the Law of Devouring condensing at his fingertips into several light blades as black as ink.

Twisting his body, those blades of light poured down toward Lu Jinghan like a torrential rain. Each blade possessed the property of devouring spiritual power. If an ordinary Cultivator of the Void Refinement Stage were to take them head-on, nearly half of their spiritual power would probably be devoured.

Lu Jinghan met the attack with his sword, swinging the Jinghan Sword repeatedly, each strike precisely cutting down a blade of light.

As the sword light and light blades collided, the Law of Time and Space peeled away, disintegrated, and dissipated the pitch-black light layer by layer.

The instant those light blades shattered, a few wisps of the pitch-black Power of Devouring would drift away, but they were all kept several inches away by the Law of Time and Space flowing along the sword's body.

After exchanging dozens of Moves, Xu Mo suddenly pulled back, putting distance between himself and Lu Jinghan.

Standing in place, he panted slightly, his expression a few degrees more solemn than before.

He looked down at his right palm, where a few faint marks scorched by the Law of Time and Space were slowly fading away.

Yet there was not a hint of defeat in his eyes; instead, an even brighter light flashed within them, as if some long-suppressed trump card was slowly being revealed.

"Since our last fight, I have comprehended another Divine Ability from the Law of Devouring."

Xu Mo looked up at Lu Jinghan, his voice calm yet carrying a hint of certainty.

"I didn't want to use it so early, but against you, there's no point in holding back."

He raised his hands, and the pitch-black Power of Devouring surged from his body, churning and condensing around him to transform into a pitch-black Domain.

That Domain was about several Zhang in diameter, rotating slowly within as if it were a self-contained little world.

The light, sound, and even the air within the Domain seemed to be isolated by that pitch-black barrier, preventing any perception from penetrating inside.

Looking at that pitch-black Domain, Lu Jinghan's expression grew a bit more solemn. He could feel that the space inside the Domain was being reshaped by the Law of Devouring, creating an environment completely unfavorable to any opponent.

Xu Mo stood in the center of that pitch-black Domain, his voice coming from its depths, clear yet sounding as if it were muffled by some barrier:

"Within my Domain, all things can be devoured—including the opponent's spiritual power, the opponent's Moves, and even the opponent's will. How long can you last in my Domain?"

Lu Jinghan did not speak. He gripped the Jinghan Sword tightly as the silver-white Law of Time and Space began to flow around him, confronting Xu Mo's Domain from afar.

He likewise released his own Time and Space Domain, a silver-white light spreading outward in all directions with Lu Jinghan at its center.

Wherever that layer of silver-white light passed, the air became clear and quiet, and time itself seemed to become slow and steady.

Even the churning Power of Devouring at the edge of that pitch-black Domain seemed to be calmed slightly by an invisible force upon contact with the silver-white light.

The two Domains slowly drew closer in the center of the battle stage. The moment they touched, there was no earth-shattering collision, but only a slow, sustained blending and confrontation.

The Law of Time and Space and the Law of Devouring permeated and eroded each other, while new power of the Laws continuously surged from both of their bodies to fill the gaps.

Below the stage, there was absolute silence.

No one spoke; no one even breathed.

The spectating Cultivators clenched their fists tightly, their gazes locked onto the two Law Domains clashing on the battle stage, even though most of them could not fully comprehend a contest of that level.

Yet the overwhelming pressure washing over them was more than enough to make them realize that the weight of this match far exceeded any that had come before.