Chapter 241 Shock
His eyes were as sharp as a blade carved from ice, revealing a suffocating sense of oppression. Just by standing there quietly, a vacuum zone was formed around him. All the soldiers, no matter friend or foe, were intimidated by his unparalleled momentum. For a moment, no one dared to approach this legendary god of war, for fear of angering the power that could overturn the world.

Sensing the quiet arrival of Jiang Han and his party, the Demon Lord's deep eyes flashed with an imperceptible fluctuation, and then he just glanced at them lightly, as if their appearance was just an insignificant dust in his long life. However, after this casual glance, the Demon Lord suddenly let out a deafening roar, with unquestionable majesty and determination in his voice: "God of Time, God of Space, show up! Don't let these ants die in vain. Today, I will make a break with you and seek a belated justice for your master, the former venerable!"

As the Demon Lord's words fell, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then a burst of extremely cold snorts broke the dull atmosphere. Two figures seemed to have traveled through the constraints of time and space, and suddenly appeared on the smoke-filled battlefield. They were the legendary God of Time and God of Space. They stood tall, surrounded by a mysterious and powerful aura, as if they were immortal beings from ancient times.

"Demon Lord, you are too confident! Do you think you can challenge the majesty of our two ancestral gods by your own strength?" The voice of the God of Time was as cold as ice, and every word seemed to come from the underworld, carrying a power that could not be ignored.

The God of Space said nothing, his eyes fixed on the Demon Lord. In his eyes were mixed emotions of past master-disciple friendship, as well as the firmness and determination when facing his old enemy.

As this scene unfolded, more and more Heavenly Rank experts seemed to be summoned by something, and rushed over from all directions and from the distant horizon. Some of them rode the wind and waves, while others walked on the clouds. When they arrived at the edge of the battlefield and saw the three outstanding figures, they all showed expressions of shock and disbelief. In this world, even the air seemed to be heavy because of this tense atmosphere.

"Haha, look at this kid, he really has taught two 'good' disciples. They are capable of doing such heinous things as betraying their teacher and destroying their ancestors." Inside the small world, an elderly but energetic gravekeeper spoke slowly, with a hint of teasing and emotion in his words, as if he was telling a long and sad story.

Jiang Han's eyes slowly swept over the God of Time and the God of Space, and his thoughts could not help but drift back to the ancient times, the earth-shaking Tianyi War. At that time, the God of Time and Space was seriously injured in the battle. It was these two in front of him who took advantage of his weakness and launched a fatal sneak attack, seizing the Heart of Time and the Heart of Space, which symbolized supreme power, thus triggering a series of subsequent grievances and entanglements.

"Time stops!" The voice of the God of Time sounded again, cold and resolute. His eyes were like two bottomless ancient wells, staring directly at the Demon Lord, as if he could see through all illusions. As the words fell, he gently waved his hands, and a force derived from the origin of time suddenly erupted. The surrounding scene seemed to have been paused, and everything was still. Only the confrontation between the God of Time and the Demon Lord was still going on fiercely in silence.

In an instant, the Demon Lord's body seemed to be wrapped in a layer of invisible ripples, and the surface of the water was rippling with layers of delicate ripples due to the vibration of his momentum. The hustle and bustle and colors between heaven and earth seemed to be paused at this moment. All sounds gradually faded away, everything was still, and time seemed to solidify, engraving this immortal moment forever.

"Space returns to emptiness!" The voice of the God of Space was like a call that had traveled through billions of light years, resounding through the sky with unquestionable majesty. As he murmured, the void around the Demon Lord seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand. Space began to twist and collapse, like the end of the ancient universe. All light and vitality gradually disappeared, replaced by a deep, dark, and empty abyss. It was a land of desolation that even starlight could not touch.

"Hmph, just based on these methods, compared with your master's former style, there is simply a world of difference, the difference is more than a thousand miles!" The voice of the Demon Lord penetrated the dull darkness, with disdain and arrogance, as if no force could restrain him.

In this dead silence and darkness, the Demon Lord was not swallowed up, but seemed even more detached. He waved his hands, his movements were graceful and powerful, and every time he cut through the air, it was accompanied by earth-shaking energy fluctuations, like a raging wave in a strong wind, surging and showing his unfathomable power.

Then, the surrounding space and time seemed to be cut by an invisible sharp blade, and cracks spread out, just like pieces of exquisite porcelain shattered in an instant, revealing the chaotic and mysterious dimensional cracks behind them, which was daunting.

At the same time, the God and Demon Picture behind the Demon Lord suddenly burst into dazzling light, and the surging demonic flames in the picture soared into the sky, like a sign of doomsday, hot and violent. In this blazing demonic fire, thousands of demonic shadows condensed and formed behind the Demon Lord. They were either hideous or mysterious. Each shadow contained the power to destroy the world and issued a deafening roar. It was a call from the abyss, a challenge and contempt for all order in the world.

Under the sky, time and space seemed to freeze for a moment. The voice of the Demon Lord pierced through billions of years of time, with an unquestionable determination, echoing in every corner of the Third Realm. "God of Time and Space, I swear to clean up the mess for you today!" These words were as cold as ice, revealing an unchallengeable pride, accompanied by supreme pressure, sweeping across the entire Third Realm like a raging wave, dimming the heaven and earth.

Facing the Demon Lord's cruel declaration, the God of Time and the God of Space did not retreat. Their eyes flashed with determination and anger. The two gods stood side by side and roared deafeningly: "You, a mere remnant soul, do you really think we are afraid of you?" This voice, containing the vicissitudes of time and the vastness of space, soared into the sky, trying to defend the order of this world with their power.

"Time reverse slash!" The God of Time shouted softly, and he clenched his fist. A blade with ancient light appeared out of thin air. That light seemed to contain the power to reverse time, cutting through the space in an attempt to return everything to chaos.

"Space-shattering slash!" The God of Space followed closely behind, and with a swipe of his hands, the space seemed to be cut by an invisible blade. What overflowed from the cracks was not the darkness of the void, but the dazzling light. It was the manifestation of the essence of space, enough to tear apart any existence.

The two gods joined forces and attacked the Demon Lord once again. The power was so strong that even the heaven and earth trembled.

However, the Demon Lord simply snorted coldly, and the demonic energy around him surged like a raging sea. Every breath of his carried the intention of destruction, and the roar shook the nine heavens and ten earths. The momentum was so majestic that it seemed to be able to swallow up all things in the world, and even the mountains and rivers bowed before him!

In this rolling endless demonic cloud, huge black shadows slowly gathered. They were the broken war souls that had been wandering between heaven and earth since the ancient times, carrying with them ancient resentment and unfulfilled will to fight. At this moment, under the summons of the Demon Lord, their once glorious outlines gradually emerged.

These fighting spirits are superimposed on each other, and there seems to be some kind of mysterious resonance between them. Their power is constantly condensing, forming a terrifying pressure that can shake the heavens and the earth.

The God of Time and the God of Space felt this unprecedented pressure, their faces suddenly changed, and for the first time, their eyes revealed disbelief and deep worry. Since ancient times, the Third Realm has buried countless powerful people, including peerless masters who are above the Heavenly Rank and are feared by the Six Paths. Their souls should have rested in the underworld, but now they have responded to the call of the Demon Lord. With a loud rumbling sound, the Demon Lord gently waved his palm, and those condensed fighting spirits seemed to have received some kind of call, and quickly gathered into a huge black shadow. The black shadow contained endless magic power and ancient anger, like a moving dark mountain, slowly approaching the two gods, foreshadowing that a decisive battle across time and space is about to begin.

Click! ! !

With this deafening sound, it seemed as if even the sky and earth were torn apart. The huge black shadow was like a moving mountain, with demonic energy lingering on it, like a dark mist that covered half of the sky. The pair of demonic claws were extremely sharp, flashing with cold light. With just one swing, they easily tore the second destructive attack launched by the God of Time and the God of Space, which was enough to shake the foundation of the universe, into pieces and turned into nothingness.

Roar--! !

Then, a deafening demonic roar, as if coming from the depths of the underworld, penetrated every corner of the third world, and made the entire world tremble. This roar contained endless arrogance and indomitable spirit, which was the demon lord's contempt for all things in the world, and also a declaration of war against the challenger.

The demonic energy around the Demon Lord was surging like a boiling black sea, and every wisp of demonic energy contained enough power to annihilate the stars. He walked in the air, and with every step he took, the void seemed to groan in pain, the space was distorted, and time was disordered, showing his extraordinary and terrifying power to control the universe.

"kill!!"

Faced with such overwhelming power, the God of Time and the God of Space did not retreat. Their eyes were burning with fighting spirit, their faces twisted with anger, and they looked hideous and terrifying. The wills of the two gods were as firm as iron. They roared and transformed into two bright lights, vowing to fight to the death with this arrogant demon lord.

Three figures intertwined and fought in the void, fists and palms, demonic energy and divine light collided, and every confrontation was accompanied by the tearing of space and the stagnation of time, releasing energy fluctuations that were enough to make the entire universe tremble. This battle was not only a showdown of strength, but also a contest of will and faith.

The celestial masters who watched the battle, whether they were rangers from distant star regions or immortals living in seclusion in a paradise, were all deeply attracted by this thrilling battle, their hearts surging and their blood boiling. They were either amazed at the power of the Demon Lord or impressed by the indomitable spirit of the two gods, and everyone's heart was filled with indescribable emotions.

However, as time went by, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear, showing a one-sided trend. The Demon Lord was too powerful, and every move he made was accurate and deadly. Although the God of Time and the God of Space tried their best, they were still injured again and again, and their blood spilled, dyeing the void red, which seemed particularly sad and tragic.

This was not just a battle, but more like a grand epic poem about power, wisdom and destiny, which shocked all witnesses and left them unforgettable for a long time.

"Roar!" A deafening roar, as if coming from the ancient abyss, echoed throughout the world. It was a huge demon shadow formed by the gathering and condensation of endless fighting spirits. Its shape covered the sky and the sun, like a moving mountain. Its huge mouth seemed to be able to swallow the stars. With the momentum of destroying everything, it suddenly pounced on the God of Time and the God of Space sitting in the void.

“No… No…!” For the first time, an expression of incredible fear appeared on the faces of the God of Time and the God of Space. Deep in their eyes was a true reflection of fear of the unknown, a tremor that came from the depths of their souls.

At this critical moment of life and death, a steady and indifferent voice, like a spring breeze blowing across the frozen lake, quietly descended on this battlefield full of killings. "Stop, they are still useful." Although the voice was light, it seemed to contain some kind of irresistible power, causing the atmosphere of the entire battlefield to stagnate.

As soon as the voice fell, the ground of the third world suddenly trembled violently, and an ancient and terrifying pressure spread instantly, covering the entire dark red sky. This power seemed to come from the beginning of the universe, ancient and powerful, and it made people palpitate.

Then, a giant light net woven by brilliant golden light appeared in the void without any warning. It flashed with divine brilliance and accurately covered the demonic shadow that was about to devour the two gods. With a "swish", the seemingly flexible golden light net was like a sharp blade from heaven, easily cutting and dispersing the huge demonic shadow, turning it into dots of fluorescent light and finally returning to nothingness.

In a flash, the battlefield that was originally filled with the breath of death returned to tranquility, leaving only the slight tremor in the air, telling of the thrilling scene just now.

Hundreds or even thousands of Heavenly Rank experts present, all of whom were rare experts in the world, all focused their attention on the strange figure that suddenly appeared. He landed lightly in front of the Demon Lord, with an elegant and calm posture, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him.

"The Demon Lord's attack was actually blocked! Who... who is he?" A Heavenly Rank warrior was so shocked that he couldn't help but cry out.

(End of this chapter)