193: Chapter 193 The Small World is Formed, Laws are Imbued Within

The three heads and six vertical pupils of the Thousand-Legged Humanoid Commander simultaneously locked onto the figure that had suddenly appeared overhead.

He was still dressed in white, but his aura was completely different from a moment ago.

Chaos-colored light flowed around Lin Yue; it wasn't spiritual energy or evil energy, but a mysterious fluctuation closer to the "World Origin."

Standing there, he seemed to be the center of that space, even light bending slightly around him.

“Soul Transformation?”

The middle head of the Thousand-Legged Commander spoke, its voice like a venomous snake's hiss, carrying a hint of surprise: “The Star Lord Inheritance indeed has some tricks.”

“But, having just entered Soul Transformation with an unstable Foundation, you dare to show off before this seat?”

Its right head grinned hideously: “Perfect. By devouring you, perhaps I can touch... the threshold of Void Refining!”

Before its voice had even faded.

The hundreds of pairs of insect legs on the Thousand-Legged Commander's lower body wriggled simultaneously, and its massive body turned into an afterimage, instantly appearing beside Lin Yue!

Six arms struck out together, each hand clutching a different evil weapon—a bone blade, a poison sting, a blood whip, a Soul bell, a rot hammer, and an erosion spear.

The six weapons fired together, dark red evil Qi intertwining into an inescapable net, completely sealing off the ten-zhang space around Lin Yue!

This strike was even more insidious and cunning than the Giant Ape Commander's axe light, containing the Law erosions of six different types: corrosion, poison, Soul-devouring, armor-breaking, decay, and annihilation!

An ordinary Early Spirit Transformation Stage Cultivator would be injured upon contact and die upon touch!

But Lin Yue... only gave it a faint glance.

Then, he raised his right hand.

With fingers spread and palm facing up, he gave a gentle lift.

“Freeze.”

Buzz—!

Within a ten-li radius, the Grotto-Heaven Projection that had already been deployed suddenly... solidified!

The starlight was no longer illusory but turned into substantial silver chains that dropped from the Void Realm, coiling around the six evil weapons!

The earth was no longer distant but rose up as a thick, earthy-yellow barrier, blocking Lin Yue's front!

Space was no longer flat but folded and twisted in layers, forcibly diverting the trajectories of the six attacks!

And time...

Within three feet of Lin Yue, the flow of time suddenly slowed down... fifty times!

For one breath in the outside world, Lin Yue had fifty breaths to respond!

The attacks of the six evil weapons were as slow as snails in his eyes.

He even had the leisure to observe the Law patterns on each evil weapon and analyze their weaknesses.

Then...

He pointed his left index and middle fingers like a sword.

He didn't attack the evil weapons.

Instead... he pointed at the only “node” where the Laws intertwined among the six attacks.

Bang!

A soft sound.

The inescapable net constructed by the six evil weapons was like a punctured bubble, instantly...

Vanishing into thin air!

The Thousand-Legged Commander's six arms shook simultaneously, the evil weapons flying out of its hands. Its massive body stumbled back, each step treading deep craters into the ground.

“Impossible!”

Its three heads roared together, vertical pupils filled with disbelief: “You just entered Soul Transformation. How could you so easily break my ‘Six Calamities Absolute Kill’?!”

“Because here...”

Lin Yue slowly withdrew his finger, his voice calm: “...is my world.”

With a thought.

Within the range of the Grotto-Heaven Projection, the scene changed again!

In the sky, countless stars fell simultaneously, turning into a rain of meteoric fire that crashed toward the Thousand-Legged Commander!

From the earth, countless ground spikes burst forth, stabbing toward its thousand-legged insect body like fangs!

Space was folded into a cage, forcibly compressing and imprisoning its massive body!

The flow of time accelerated around it—not to speed up its movements, but to accelerate its... aging and decay!

“Aaaah—!!!”

The Thousand-Legged Commander let out a roar of agony.

The star fire scorched its carapace, the ground spikes pierced its insect legs, the spatial cage squeezed its body, and the accelerated time eroded its Origin.

It struggled frantically, its Soul Transformation Peak evil Qi erupting as it tried to tear apart this bizarre Domain.

But it was useless.

Within the Grotto-Heaven Projection, Lin Yue was the rules themselves.

His will was the Law.

“Shatter.”

Lin Yue softly uttered a single word.

Crack—!

The layer of carapace on the Thousand-Legged Commander's body, which was strong enough to withstand Soul Transformation attacks, cracked inch by inch!

“Extinguish.”

The second word fell.

The vast evil Qi Origin within its body began to melt and purify rapidly, like snow meeting the sun!

“Suppress.”

The third word was spoken.

The Thousand-Legged Commander's massive body was forcibly pressed to the ground, its three heads pinned firmly against the earth, unable to even muster the strength to look up.

A dignified Soul Transformation Peak commander was actually... helpless before Lin Yue!

“This... what kind of Domain is this?!”

In the distance, the pupils of the Twelve-Winged Lava Commander shrank abruptly, showing shock for the first time.

It had lived for tens of thousands of years, campaigned across countless worlds, and seen all kinds of bizarre Domains and Laws.

But it had never seen... such an unreasonable Domain!

It was as if the opponent could change the fundamental rules of that space with a single thought!

This was no longer the Domain of a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator.

This was... the authority of a World Master!

“Escape!”

The Twelve-Winged Commander made a prompt decision. With a flap of its wings, it turned into a streak of lava light and fled frantically toward the hundred-zhang rift!

It could see.

That human had just broken through and his Realm was unstable; such a terrifying “World Projection” definitely couldn't last long, and its range was limited.

As long as it escaped the ten-li range, it could survive!

“Thinking of leaving?”

Lin Yue turned his head, looking at the fleeing streak of lava light, a Chaos-colored glow flashing in his eyes.

“Space-time... Fold.”

He raised his right hand and made a grasping motion toward the direction the Twelve-Winged Commander was fleeing.

Buzz—!

Ten li away, twenty li away, thirty li away...

Space was squeezed together in layers by an invisible giant hand, compressed together!

The Twelve-Winged Commander was clearly flying forward, yet it discovered to its horror that the distance between itself and the rift...

...was not closing but was instead getting further and further away!

“Spatial Maze?!”

It was horrified.

Such a method had already touched the threshold of “spatial manipulation” of the Void Refining Realm!

This human... what kind of monster was he?!

And at the moment its mind wavered.

Lin Yue raised his left hand, and a ball of Chaos-colored light slowly condensed in his palm.

Within the light ball, stars were born and destroyed, Dragon Souls roared, the earth was heavy, space folded, and time... stood still.

“This strike is for the thousands of living beings who died in the Southern Border.”

He spoke softly and gently pushed the light ball out.

The light ball left his hand at a speed that wasn't fast.

But the Twelve-Winged Commander felt that no matter how it dodged, it couldn't avoid it.

Because the light ball wasn't locked onto its position.

It was locked onto its... very existence.

“No—!!!”

It let out a desperate roar, condensing all its evil Qi into a massive lava shield in front of itself.

But the moment the light ball touched the giant shield.

There was no explosion, no impact.

Only... dissolution.

The lava shield silently melted like snow under the sun.

The light ball continued forward, gently imprinting itself on the Twelve-Winged Commander's chest.

Then...

It passed through.

The Twelve-Winged Commander's body froze in place.

It looked down at the bowl-sized hole in its chest.

The edges of the hole were smooth as a mirror, with no blood or shredded flesh, only a patch of... pure void.

It was as if that part of its body had never existed.

“What... power is this?”

It murmured as its massive body began to disintegrate inch by inch, turning into the most basic particles and dissipating into the world.

The second commander had fallen.

And at this moment.

Fear finally appeared in the vertical pupils of the three heads of the Thousand-Legged Commander, who was suppressed on the ground.

True fear that came from the Soul.

This human was not someone it could contend with.

He wasn't even someone the “King” behind it could easily handle.

The message must be sent back!

Must...

“Want to send a message?”

Lin Yue seemed to see through its thoughts and took a step forward, appearing in front of it.

He looked down at the hideous head, his eyes devoid of emotion.

“Sorry.”

“The matters of this world are not for you to... interfere with.”

He raised his foot and stepped lightly on the brow of the middle head of the Thousand-Legged Commander.

“Take your ambition...”

“...and sleep forever.”

His foot descended.

Pfft—!

The head burst like a watermelon.

Divine Soul, Magic Core, Origin... every trace of its existence was completely annihilated under the crushing rules of the Grotto-Heaven Projection.

The third commander had fallen.

From Lin Yue's Breakthrough to the total annihilation of the three great commanders, the entire process... took less than a hundred breaths.

The battlefield was dead silent.

The monster army stood dazed; having lost the commanders' direction, they were like headless flies, beginning to panic and scatter.

The Human Race Cultivators stared blankly at the white-clothed figure in the sky, at the Chaos light flowing around him, and at the remains of the three commanders beneath his feet.

After a long time.

Someone, no one knew who, let out a trembling shout: “We... won?”

“We won! We won!!!”

“Long live Sect Master Lin! Long live the Luoxia Sect!!!”

The cheers were like a mountain tsunami, echoing through the heavens and earth.

Countless Cultivators' faces were covered in tears as they embraced and wept.

Reversing a desperate situation, finding life in a dead end.

All of this was because of that person.

The legend who slew a Soul Transformation Cultivator as a Nascent Soul, broke through while on the verge of death, and suppressed three great commanders with one hand.

On the high platform.

The Star Track Pavilion Master's face was streaked with tears as he murmured to himself: “Star Lord above... do you see? Your successor did it.”

Sword Origin Master, Ancestor Chi Yang, and Xuan Mingzi looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

They had fought to the death just to barely hold back over thirty Battle Generals.

Yet Lin Yue alone had slain three Spirit Transformation Commanders.

This strength, this record... had already left these old-fashioned Soul Transformation Cultivators far behind.

“The younger generation is to be feared,” Sword Origin Master sighed.

And at this moment.

Lin Yue slowly retracted the Grotto-Heaven Projection, the Chaos light around him gradually fading.

He looked at the cheering crowd, but there wasn't much joy on his face.

Because just now, while suppressing the Thousand-Legged Commander, he had seen some... scattered yet heart-palpitating images through its Divine Soul fragments.

In the images was a boundless, dark starry sky.

Deep in the starry sky, a shadow even more massive than a mountain slowly opened... countless eyes.

Every eye reflected a world devoured and destroyed by the Spirit Devouring Clan.

And in the center of those eyes, a cold gaze seemed to pierce through endless time and space, landing on... Lin Yue.

“Found... you.”

A faint whisper echoed deep within his Divine Soul.

Lin Yue's heart tightened.

He knew.

This battle was only the beginning.

The true threat of the Spirit Devouring Clan was still... on the other side of the starry sky.

But at least for now.

He looked at the land beneath his feet, which was covered in scars but ultimately defended.

He looked at the people who had survived and were weeping with joy.

Finally, a faint, tired curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“It's good that we won.”

He whispered to himself, and then his vision went dark, and he fell straight from the sky.

The overexertion of the Breakthrough, the consumption of successive battles, and the burden of the Grotto-Heaven Projection.

At this moment, they all erupted at once.

“Sect Master!”

“Little Friend Lin!”

Amidst the cries of alarm, the Star Track Pavilion Master and the others flew up to catch him.

After checking, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

He was just unconscious from exhaustion; his Origin was undamaged.

He would be fine after a sleep.

Holding the unconscious Lin Yue, the Star Track Pavilion Master gazed at the hundred-zhang rift in the distance.

It had now begun to slowly shrink and heal due to the fall of the three commanders and the scattering of the monsters.

He took a deep breath, his voice echoing across the battlefield: “Clear the battlefield, treat the wounded.”

“This battle...”

“We have won!”