Chapter 294: Chapter 169: Advancing to the Sea Breaking Realm, Resonance with the Time Dao! (Double Chapter)

As Chen Kuang uttered the word "cut," his voice was hardly loud, yet it resounded like a grand bell, the sound of heaven and earth.

In that instant, across the entire battlefield, everyone could hear the word "cut," followed by a sharp ripping sound arriving from the void.

It was as if... the sound of a broken string.

The space before Chen Kuang started to warp suddenly with his sword, like a sheet of paper being crumpled, the entire area displaced from its original position.

First to bear the brunt were the two pale giant hands Wen Yao had summoned.

That moment, ten fingers were partly twisted in this space, yet most remained intact, not engulfed within.

Wen Yao was initially startled, then burst into laughter:

"A mantis trying to stop a cart! Overestimating oneself! In the ’Ancestral God’s’ Dao Realm, dare to wield ’Time and Space’ power! Ignorance!"

Though Chen Kuang could comprehend ’Dao Rhyme’ with the strength of Tower Ascension Realm, and in the ’Time and Space’ domain no less, he was considered an exceptionally brilliant figure.

Even Shen Xingzhu couldn’t achieve this... but that’s all there was to it.

Choosing the ’Time and Space’ power might be one of the most foolish decisions of his life!

And another even more foolish decision was opposing him, Wen Yao!

Wen Yao’s previously handsome face was now fiercely contorted, driven to the brink, first by the second Heavy Pupil person ruining his Dao Heart, then by Yan Hui, the despicable sneak attacker who destroyed his physical body.

Had it not been for the ’Ancestral God’ possession tying his life to the ancient body and preserving a glimmer of life, he would have already been dead.

But now, if he couldn’t ascend to mystic realms briefly, his death would ensue the end of the ancestral possession.

However, all his enemies had revealed themselves, their positions were no longer uncertain.

As long as he killed them, his realm would immediately rise!

"Aaaaah—"

Wen Yao shouted, his whole body’s skin covered in those reddish primitive patterns.

Under the expansion of the pale giant hand, the "Catastrophe Space" stretched outward, suddenly manifesting phenomena like torrential floods, ten suns in the sky, needle rain and cutting winds, all appeared to consume and assimilate the twisted space instantly.

The giant hand trapped in the warped space was also freed.

This giant hand emerged from the "Catastrophe Space," and indeed, Wen Yao’s ancestral summon success was also due to the ’Ancestral God’s’ cultivation in the ’Time and Space’ path.

Under the augmentation of the ’Time and Space’ path, the Ancestral God of Canliao Realm was summoned from the Ancient Era, showcasing part of his body through Wen Yao’s Heavy Pupil.

The fundamental support depended firstly on the bloodline traced by the Heavy Pupil, and secondly on this ’Time and Space’ path.

Trying to invoke the saint’s ’Time and Space’ path against the temporary ’Time and Space’ path of Canliao was clearly futile.

If Chen Kuang intended this, then at this moment he had already lost.

But unfortunately, he merely used this sword as a catalyst.

At this moment, Chen Kuang truly aimed for the root, to cut off one of these two.

He intended to sever Wen Yao’s ancestral summon from the source.

This ’Feather’ character left by Xi Mengquan was the opportunity.

Using the same Dao, invoking resonance through feather notes, then Chen Kuang could disrupt others’ Dao instantly!

He embodied the rogue persona of not letting others enjoy comfort if he couldn’t...

This ’Feather’ character indeed carried the old rascal Xi Mengquan’s style!

Once he grasped the ’Feather’ character, if Chen Kuang could employ sufficient means or comprehend enough ’Dao Rhyme,’ in the future, even if Martial Saint walked by, he could unpleasantly hinder them.

Yet now, what Chen Kuang was about to do may cause more discomfort than killing the Martial Saint...

It was widely known Martial Saint Mu Zhao had two true disciples.

One was Li Hongling, the other was Wen Yao.

Among them, Wen Yao was recognized as having a higher status than Li Hongling.

Though the latter had remarkable talent, she lacked a prominent family background, specializing in formations, although being closer with the Martial Saint, if there came a time when only one could inherit the Martial Saint’s name, it was certainly Wen Yao.

A mere identity as the Pavilion Master’s son from Martial Saint Pavilion sufficed.

The Martial Saint couldn’t abandon the Martial Saint Pavilion, and for its current grand scale, Wen Hongsheng’s contributions were indispensable; even to draw in Wen Hongsheng, he had to favor Wen Yao.

Moreover, Wen Yao was a Heavy Pupil Body.

Now, with Li Hongling dead, only Wen Yao remained as the Martial Saint’s true disciple.

The solitary prodigy nurtured by the Martial Saint Pavilion and Mu Zhao, complete with resources and efforts.

To accelerate Wen Yao’s rise to sainthood, even they’d schemed against all other prodigy heirs of Cangyuan’s sects!

Thus, if Wen Yao also perished, for Martial Saint Pavilion and Mu Zhao, it would be a bitter loss, having lost a Quasi-Saint candidate and angered other sects, undoubtedly a severe blow.

In the instant of sword strike.

Chen Kuang closed his eyes, seemingly returning to his blind former self, yet saw strings stretched across heaven and earth.

These strings were neither from nor bound to anywhere, densely intertwined covering all corners of the world, omnipresent.

Among the countless strings, one crossed through Wen Yao and those pale giant hands.

And another was in Chen Kuang’s sword.

At this moment, the two strings emitted faint white light.