195: Chapter 195 If fighting against opponents of the same realm, the odds of victory are only 30%.

The two Domains intertwined and clashed at the center of the battle stage for dozens of breaths. The Law of Time and Space and the Law of Devouring were locked in a stalemate, with new power of Law constantly surging from both of their bodies to fill the gaps.

Lu Jinghan could feel that Xu Mo's Devouring Domain was even more seamless and refined than during their last encounter.

The pitch-black light wriggled constantly as if it were alive, attempting to bypass his time and space Domain's defenses and seep into the circulation of his spiritual energy from the side.

He blocked several waves of invasion, but Xu Mo's Power of Devouring was endless like a rising tide. Every time it was repelled, it would make a comeback from an even more tricky angle, forcing him to continuously consume the Power of Time and Space to maintain the stability of his Domain.

The time-lag effect of Late Twilight was weakened under the erosion of the Devouring Domain, and the reversing offensive of Tracing Light was also neutralized by Xu Mo using exquisite devouring techniques.

With the first two forms both neutralized, Lu Jinghan did not hesitate for long. He gripped the Jinghan Sword tightly, and the silver-white light on the blade suddenly condensed into a concentrated beam of light.

The sword light swept across, carrying an unspeakable sense of heaviness, as if a corner of the entire long river of time was pressed upon that single blade edge.

A Moment in the Floating World, a single sword strike filled the sky.

Xu Mo could feel that the power contained within that sword light was even more profound and heavy than during their last clash, as if even time itself became slow and submissive before that blade edge.

The moment Lu Jinghan unleashed A Moment in the Floating World, Xu Mo's mind had already completely submerged into the depths of the Law of Devouring.

He had long known that this battle would come sooner or later.

Ever since the moment he fled in embarrassment after their last encounter, he had been repeatedly deducing the trajectory of that sword light.

A Moment in the Floating World condensed the weight of the past and the future into a single sword strike. That unavoidable sense of oppression made a cold shiver run down his spine even when he just thought back to it.

However, now that his understanding of the Law of Devouring had reached a higher level, this sword strike no longer posed any threat to him.

Xu Mo closed his eyes. The moment the Jinghan Sword was swung, even the Void Realm trembled wherever the sword light swept past.

He crossed his hands in front of him, and the churning pitch-black Domain around him suddenly contracted.

At that instant, the Law of Devouring drew in all the surrounding energy, compressing, condensing, and compressing it again.

A black light barrier formed in front of him, as thin as a cicada's wing. The layer of patterns on the barrier's surface was the result of several months of painstaking effort he had spent researching.

By using the Law of Devouring to simulate the operational trajectory of the Law of Time and Space, although he could not truly replicate the Power of Time and Space, he could decompose and devour external power in an extremely short amount of time.

The moment the sword light of A Moment in the Floating World collided with that black light barrier, an extremely low hum echoed above the battle stage.

The two forces clashed fiercely at the point of contact. The silver-white light of A Moment in the Floating World attempted to penetrate that Shield of Devouring, while the Law of Devouring constantly eroded the Power of Time and Space within the sword light.

The people on the stage held their breath, their eyes locked onto the core of the collision.

After a few breaths, the silver-white sword light gradually grew thin, and countless cracks also appeared on the black light barrier in front of Xu Mo.

Ultimately, the two forces dissipated at the same time, turning into countless spots of light that scattered in the air.

Xu Mo took half a step back, his face turning slightly pale, but he still stood straight.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his gaze toward Lu Jinghan carried an unmistakable certainty: "I blocked that sword strike of yours."

Lu Jinghan stood with his sword, watching the Shield of Devouring in front of Xu Mo turn into black debris and scatter. His expression grew a bit more solemn than before.

He knew that Xu Mo must have made progress after their last encounter, but he did not expect him to neutralize A Moment in the Floating World head-on in such a manner. That level of control over the Law of Devouring made him seem like a completely different person compared to their last clash.

Below the stage, Elder Jianchi, the Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect, had sat up straight at some point. His gaze was tightly locked onto the battle stage, and a rare look of seriousness shone in his ancient eyes.

He fell silent for a moment before speaking in a low voice, his tone carrying unconcealed shock, "That sword strike is transcendent and has entered the world; it is no longer within the scope of the Heaven Rank."

The Heavenly Sword Sect Elders beside him looked at each other, but no one refuted him.

Elder Jianchi had been immersed in the Dao of the sword for tens of thousands of years and never easily evaluated others' sword techniques. For him to utter the words 'far beyond the Heaven Rank' was already enough to demonstrate the weight of that sword strike.

He fell silent for another moment before adding, "If this old man were to fight him in the same Realm, I would probably have only a thirty percent chance of winning."

As soon as these words were spoken, several nearby Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples gasped, yet no one felt that he was exaggerating.

On the battle stage, Xu Mo had already regained his footing. His gaze fell upon Lu Jinghan, and the smile on his face deepened a bit. "This should be your strongest sword strike, right? It seems that this time, I win."

His tone was not arrogant, yet it carried a certainty of victory.

He raised both of his hands in front of him at the same time. The Law of Devouring churned and condensed around him once again, even more intense and violent than before.

The pitch-black light rotated, compressed, and condensed around him into an extremely refined pillar of light. The Power of Devouring contained within the pillar made his entire being appear somewhat surreal.

He prepared to unleash his Divine Ability, All Things Return to Ruin, to end this battle.

Looking at the brewing pitch-black pillar of light, Lu Jinghan's expression became even calmer than before.

He did not retreat, nor was he in a hurry to strike. He merely lowered his eyelids slightly and then slowly spoke, "That was indeed my strongest sword strike—but only of the previous round."

His voice was not loud, but it was clear enough for the Cultivators at the edge of the battle stage to hear.

Holding his sword in his right hand, he pinched a hand seal with his left hand in front of him.

An ancient rune condensed at his fingertips, radiating a silver light that was even more solid than the Law of Time and Space.

Faintly, dense characters flowed within the rune. Those were the patterns of space, one of the most fundamental rules of this world.

"Void Sealing Curse."

The moment the incantation seal left his hand, the Law of Devouring about to erupt around Xu Mo seemed to crash into an invisible wall.

The pitch-black pillar of light that was about to take shape suddenly stalled, and its light was suppressed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xu Mo's expression changed at this moment. The operation of his Law of Devouring stagnated, forcibly suppressed by some kind of power.

Lu Jinghan did not pause. He held the Jinghan Sword horizontally in front of him. The silver-white light on the blade suddenly withdrew, and then lit up again at a speed several times faster than before.

At the same time, his figure flashed nine times in succession through the Void Realm, leaving behind an afterimage of sword light with each flash, like nine meteors streaking across the sky.

In the next instant, nine sword lights erupted simultaneously, slashing toward Xu Mo's Domain from different directions.

That was the sword technique he had spent several months deducing and polishing in the Trial Tower—Nine Flashes of Instant Radiance.

Using the Law of Time and Space as a foundation, nine sword lights slashed toward nine different coordinates at the exact same instant, carving a section of space into countless tiny fragments.

The Devouring Domain shattered instantly under the crisscrossing slashes of the nine sword lights. Those pitch-black barriers scattered in all directions like curtains ripped apart by a sharp blade.

Xu Mo's figure was exposed beneath the sword light. He retreated violently, the Law of Devouring condensing into layer after layer of defense in front of him, but they shattered layer by layer under the continuous strikes of the nine sword lights.

The final sword strike grazed his ribcage, blasting him completely out of the bounds of the battle stage.

He flipped twice in the air before barely stabilizing himself, landing several Zhang outside the edge of the battle stage. His face was pale, a tear was cut into the robe at his ribs, and blood was seeping out.

He looked at the figure standing with his sword on the battle stage and fell silent for a moment.

Then, he let out a soft breath, the trace of a smile on his face carrying a bit of unwillingness: "You won again."

Lu Jinghan sheathed his sword and nodded slightly to him. "Thank you for the match."