Infinite Regeneration In The Apocalypse-Chapter 150: Killing Half-Luminous Realm!

"BANG!!"

"Time Step!"

Vogue stepped forward, time pasued and Vogue appeared instantly above Monk Lin’s head, looking down at the Half-Step Luminous expert.

He thrust downward with his thunder-wreathed palm, aiming directly for Monk Lin’s skull.

Monk Lin felt every hair on his body stand on end as the overwhelming electrical energy approached. All his pores opened wide in an instinctive terror response.

Without any hesitation, the monk activated his strongest defensive technique. "Sky Technique: Infinite Moon Shield!"

Murky white moonlight appeared in Monk Lin’s hands, which he rapidly brought together. The light spun and condensed, forming a rapidly rotating shield of concentrated energy that resembled a miniature moon.

However, before Vogue’s fist could even complete its descent, something else struck first.

"Thud!!"

Vogue’s mental consciousness, refined to an incredible degree through his multiple awakenings, transformed into a massive invisible hammer. It smashed directly into Monk Lin’s Sea of Consciousness—the spiritual space where his mind and soul resided.

Monk Lin let out a low, pain-filled groan as the mental attack disrupted his concentration completely. The light shield in his hands instantly shattered without any resistance, the energy dispersing into useless sparkles.

"Damn it! A divine consciousness attack on top of everything else—" Monk Lin tried to speak through the pain.

But before he could finish the sentence, Vogue’s fist had already completed its trajectory.

"BANG!!"

The Thunder Prison Palm slammed directly into Monk Lin’s chest with the full force of Vogue’s physical strength combined with the explosive power of concentrated lightning.

The phantom of the dragon appeared behind the strike, bellowing with primal fury. Thunder crackled and detonated simultaneously.

The entire surging, unparalleled thunder prison exploded directly on Monk Lin’s sternum!

"AHHHHH!!"

Monk Lin’s scream was cut short as his body was blasted backward like a cannonball fired from an artillery piece. He traveled thousands of feet in seconds, smashing through multiple walls of the mansion.

His physical body, reinforced by Half-Step Luminous cultivation, was pushed to the very brink of complete collapse from the devastating attack. His bones fractured, his organs ruptured, his meridians tore apart.

Then his Luminous-touched regeneration activated, rapidly restructuring the damage.

But before the healing could complete, another shockwave from the residual thunder energy pushed him to the brink of collapse again!

This cycle repeated several times—body nearly destroyed, then reconstructed, then nearly destroyed again—as Monk Lin finally ceased his backward momentum and crashed to the ground in a crumpled heap.

When he managed to look down at himself, his Half-Step Luminous body now resembled a poorly repaired ceramic doll. Countless cracks covered every inch of his skin, golden light leaking from the fissures where his damaged cultivation tried to hold him together.

"Damn it!" Monk Lin spat a mouthful of fresh blood, his teeth grinding together with audible cracking sounds. His face showed a mixture of shock and burning rage.

If he hadn’t already comprehended a trace of true Luminous Realm power and used it to reinforce his body at the critical moment, that single attack would have completely erased both his physical form and his soul! Any other Peak Stellar Knight would have simply ceased to exist!

Monk Lin struggled to his feet, his mind racing with disbelief. "This monster... not only does he possess physical strength and body cultivation that defies all logic, but he’s also adept at bizarre divine consciousness attacks that ignore conventional defenses. On top of that, each technique he uses seems powerful enough to compete with heaven itself for supremacy!"

"How can one person master so many different abilities at such a high level? This shouldn’t be possible!"

The monk’s face, which had always maintained an expression of serene Buddhist composure, now looked dark and twisted with genuine fear beneath the anger.

Vogue’s voice drifted across the destroyed hall, still perfectly calm despite the intensity of combat. "If you couldn’t match my strength, then let’s see how you handle my technique."

He reached out toward the void with one hand, and an ancient, rust-covered sword instantly materialized in his grip. The weapon looked weathered and old, but the moment it appeared, the temperature in the hall dropped noticeably.

In the air above them, countless pristine, transparent stars suddenly emerged from nowhere, drifting down through the space like gentle snow. The stars glowed with soft internal light, creating an almost beautiful scene that completely contradicted the violent battle.

"Flowing stars," Vogue announced quietly.

He stepped forward again, casually slashing downward with the divine sword held loosely in one hand.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Brilliant sword lights slashed through the air in multiple directions—diagonally, horizontally, vertically—each one tearing through the fabric of space itself like cutting through a curtain. The void literally split apart where the blade energy passed.

The cascading sword beams headed toward Monk Lin with overwhelming power, each one capable of bisecting a mountain.

"Sword cultivation too?! He’s even mastered Sword Dao at this level?!" Monk Lin was genuinely stunned, his eyes showing incredible shock at this revelation.

The monk desperately began countering, using every technique at his disposal to smash the incoming sword gleams to pieces before they could reach him. His hands moved in rapid patterns, generating golden Buddhist symbols that intercepted and destroyed the blade energy.

He barely managed to exhale a single breath of relief after defending successfully.

When Vogue, who had been walking toward him from afar with measured steps, suddenly appeared directly above his head once again.

"Star Annihilation!" Vogue’s voice echoed through the destroyed hall with finality.

A terrifying sword radiance that completely occupied Monk Lin’s entire field of vision manifested in his pupils. The attack was so massive it looked like the sky itself was falling.

Monk Lin’s expression transformed into pure panic. In a desperate instant, he formed rapid hand seals and cast a dozen different defensive techniques simultaneously, layering protection upon protection.

However, it made no difference whatsoever.

Under this mighty sword radiance that resembled great rivers and immortal waterfalls cascading down from the heavens, all things with physical form were revealed to be nothing but temporary illusions. Every single defense shattered completely upon contact.

The sword cleaved directly through Monk Lin’s seemingly indestructible body enhanced by Luminous power, cutting so deep it nearly sliced him completely in half from shoulder to hip.

Blood and torn flesh flew through the air. Stark white bone was exposed along the massive wound. Internal organs were visible through the gap.

"What kind of absolute monster is this boy?!!" Monk Lin let out a roar of pure terror, his face twisted beyond recognition. For the first time in decades, genuine fear flooded his eyes.

He merely glanced once more at Vogue’s approaching form, then immediately turned and fled with every bit of speed he could muster, retreating wildly toward the exit.

Vogue shook his head slowly, almost disappointed. "Futile. This is just a dying struggle."

He spoke a single word, channeling his Time Law with absolute authority:

"Stop."

In that instant, everything between heaven and earth seemed to hit pause.

The floating dust particles froze in mid-air. The wind that had been rushing through the broken walls ceased moving. And Monk Lin, who had been retreating at desperate speeds, became completely motionless—frozen in time like a statue captured mid-flight.

Vogue calmly walked forward through the time-stopped world, advancing steadily toward the immobilized monk.

Time resumed.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!!"

Over the following seconds, Vogue systematically dismantled Monk Lin through a combination of casual punches and precise sword slashes. Each strike caused the monk’s Half-Step Luminous body to crack further, forcing him to retreat step by step.

"You... demon!!" Monk Lin’s teeth ground together so hard they began to crack, his face pale as death itself.

Seeing yet another devastating punch incoming from Vogue, the monk finally abandoned all restraint. He couldn’t suppress his power any longer—he had to use his absolute trump card or die here.

"Dharma Manifestation: Great Dao Destruction Disc!!!"

Monk Lin’s entire body surged with True Essence energy that had been carefully accumulated over decades. Unable to hold back any longer, he released everything in a furious roar.

"BOOM——!!"

The surrounding space for several hundred meters began to boil like superheated water. Reality itself started breaking down.

Endless mystical symbols from profound Buddhist cultivation danced through the air. Strands of golden immortal radiance and divine light surged forth from Monk Lin’s body.

Flowers bloomed spontaneously in the sky despite there being no plants. Golden lotus blossoms erupted from the cracked earth beneath their feet, a sign of supreme Buddhist technique activation.

A massive golden disc resembling a full moon and filled with blinding immortal light materialized between heaven and earth above the mansion.

The entire sky was filled by this enormous golden disc! It measured at least a hundred meters in diameter, rotating slowly with terrible power.

On the disc’s surface were engraved ancient black divine patterns, with eight specific characters written prominently in archaic script representing fundamental cosmic principles.

"GO!!" Monk Lin pushed forward with both trembling hands.