Chapter 117
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Chapter 117: The Second Battle, Ji Yan
"Dao artifact, the revered bronze cauldron."
Unlike ordinary people, as a Dao artifact wielder, Yun Ye could directly see the true name and the network of rules surrounding this artifact.
This "sight" did not grant him the effects of the true name or the rules, but it could warn him in advance when Dao artifacts appeared nearby, preventing him from offending the rules and facing execution.
Of course, the constraints of Dao artifacts were not entirely "rules," but rather a strong influence.
If one had enough power, exceeding the constraints of a Dao artifact, they could not be directly erased.
For a thousand-year-old family like his, erasing judges was still possible.
Although Yun Ye’s power was nearly on par with a judge, his realm was merely that of a mortal. His resistance to the Dao artifact was much lower than that of the average judge, and violating the rules of the Dao artifact would guarantee a dead end.
In other words, to fight back, Yun Ye could only summon his own Dao artifact.
The chains vanished from the eyes of ordinary people, but to a Dao artifact wielder, they rapidly spread closer.
Under Ji Yan’s cold gaze, Yun Ye turned his left hand. The Dao Sword, adorned with a fiery belt that hovered in the air and reflected the sky above while illuminating the earth below, appeared in his hand, laboriously slicing through several chains of rules.
This Dao Sword, its upper half mirrored the sky while its lower half illuminated the earth, contained the meaning of encompassing the world.
Gripping the hilt, only the fiery belt extended while the water belt remained still, fluttering backward in the wind, stretching out over ten meters.
"The fiery belt is for the enemy, the water belt is for myself…"
Yun Ye felt a heavy weight in his heart.
The length of the fiery belt made it clear how dire his situation was; the enemy held an absolute advantage!
Because of that, he found it difficult to sever the chains of rules. If their number increased, he would not be able to hold on.
"Indeed a Dao artifact, Tomorrow Again·Two-Layered Cutting Sword?"
Ji Yan frowned, momentarily unable to comprehend its meaning.
He understood the cutting power, but what did "two-layered" mean?
What did "Tomorrow Again" signify?
"Flashy and extravagant, a mere newly born Dao artifact thinking it can stir up a storm? Revered Cauldron, suppress!"
The revered cauldron overhead activated a dense network of chains.
Yun Ye had already substantially violated the rules, and under these conditions, the effect of the revered cauldron would dramatically increase.
Yun Ye had anticipated this and raised his Dao Sword. The Moon Ring at the hilt began to spin, gathering the scorching light of the heavens. As a treasure, the Moon Ring could even draw on the power of the earth and sky.
This force was a heavy burden on the user; even the weight of pure spirit energy could crush the weak.
Such an exaggerated situation naturally led to its power being extraordinarily intense.
"Moonlight Heavenly Light!"
Yun Ye strained to swing the Dao Sword, simultaneously applying the rules of Two-Layered Cutting.
"Boom!"
The beam swept across the space, cutting through all chains of rules as it surged toward Ji Yan.
Ji Yan remained unafraid, sending forth numerous chains of rules to block, aiming to extinguish the heavenly light’s effect.
When the power of the heavenly light had exhausted all its rules, it could no longer attack the chains of rules and simply passed through, sweeping toward Ji Yan.
A lesson from past mistakes, Ji Yan pulled out his full strength and threw a punch, forming seven star rings.
With more than ten consecutive punches, he directly shattered the heavenly light, completely unscathed!
“…”
Yun Ye felt even heavier seeing this scene.
The law realms seemed to hold even more transcendent power. His earlier attack should have been earth-shattering, turning Ji Xuan into ashes, but in reality, it had only damaged part of her head.
Now, Ji Yan was even stronger, able to withstand the power of a treasure. Although this was due to Yun Ye’s low realm preventing him from unleashing greater power, it was still an impressive feat.
A treasure should correspond to the fourth realm of cultivation!
Judges and law realms should be the third realm.
“Indeed, the Moon Ring is not an offensive treasure, and its power is too scattered to be effective.”
Yun Ye’s black hair quickly turned gray.
Crimson cracks spread from his forehead across his body.
Spiritual Roots revival.
Three Mystical True Fire mode.
Major Spiritual Law.
Essence mode.
Secret techniques for burning Spiritual Roots.
With five states stacked, Yun Ye fully reached the peak combat power possible in this world.
His condition appeared faded, like an elderly man nearing death, yet the astonishing power pulsed within him, awakening.
“Defeating the first one, and then another one will make it complete. I remember you are called Ji Yan, right…”
“You are a worthy opponent to slay, Ji family of Baishi Town, you deserve to die!”
Yun Ye smiled.
Ji Yan shook his head. “A mad dog? With such malice against my Ji family, continuously burning your life? This power, maybe you could survive by running away, but battling with me, you will certainly face certain death.”
“Perhaps, but I only have a few chances. Running away is meaningless, and I can’t break through my limits. Ending here in a glorious finale is the true… story!”
Yun Ye caressed the Tomorrow Dao Sword and glanced at the black hole behind him, which had stopped absorbing spirit energy, revealing a sunny smile.
This life would end here; there was nothing to regret. He had done all he needed, the path ahead was cut off, and taking down a judge here was the utmost limit he could achieve!
“Dong… dong… dong…”
The Dao Sword in Yun Ye’s hand grew stronger in rhythm, as if matching his heartbeat.
His left hand evaporated rapidly.
Overusing his strongest state, his body could no longer bear it, tearing itself apart from within.
He had to finish the battle quickly!
“Boom!”
As Yun Ye vanished from his spot, the final battle began.
Ji Yan held the revered cauldron, and the chains of rules locked onto Yun Ye without any blind spots from all directions.
At the same time, he unleashed countless punches, each bursting forth with extreme light, powerful enough to demolish mountains.
But Yun Ye used his Dao Sword to slice through the chains, evading all the punches with incredible speed, and in an instant, he was right in front of Ji Yan.
Ji Yan did not fear close combat; instead, he welcomed it. The seven star rings overlapped, then suddenly exploded, creating a 360-degree shockwave.
Yun Ye cleaved through, entering the center, as the Essence of Chaos spread, cutting off Ji Yan’s ability to manipulate spirit energy.
Only then did Ji Yan realize why Ji Xuan had been defeated. However, he was more prepared than Ji Xuan. Even when caught off guard, he struck back fiercely, drawing a silver sword and covering it in chains, directly clashing with Yun Ye’s Dao Sword.
“You are no match for me.”
Ji Yan swung his sword, his entire body engulfed in light and fire, unleashing an immense force compressed to its limit, overpowering Yun Ye and forcing him back.
Just as he prepared to deliver a finishing blow, a sudden and fierce sense of danger arose instinctively, urging him to shift to the right in that instant—
Boom!
Half of his body vanished, erased by a dark light.
This dark light surged into the distance, and in the ordinary land outside, a massive pit with a diameter of a thousand meters emerged, bottomless and leaving everyone speechless.
Ji Yan, having lost half his body, stood stunned. When he felt the intense pain in his body, his expression darkened, and in the blink of an eye, his furious roar echoed through the sky: “You are asking for death!”
His mindset completely shattered. Repairing his spiritual body was no simple feat!
All related physical laws needed to be reconstructed!
What a tragic loss!
To compensate, a significant portion of the Spiritual Herbs he possessed would be consumed—thirty years of hard work!
Even in the law realms, how many times can you afford thirty years?
