Chapter 1008 368: Sever!

Devouring causality is the ability of the Chaos Spirit.

The strength of this ability is directly related to the object it devours.

And the strongest it has devoured is Pangu!

Devouring Pangu's causality took it three cosmic epochs; the immense time cost suggests its strength is unimaginable.

Silent collision of sword and axe blades.

Representing the former pinnacle and the current strongest, truly confronting across three cosmic epochs.

Han Zhan and the Chaos Spirit approach each other during their confrontation, gazing at the close opponent, the indistinct figure within the grey mist becomes clear.

A simple and unadorned middle-aged man, with sparse stubble on his face, even the axe appears quite ordinary.

Yet, boundless Chaos Energy surges from him, and under the blessing of the Chaos Energy, the axe light cutting through seems to open up heavens and earth, as if to create a new world.

Han Zhan counterattacks with his longsword, showing no lesser skills.

The sword in his hand is formed by the union of ten ancient Divine Soldiers.

With the Xuanyuan Sword as the prototype, all other divine weapons are fused into it, and it condenses Han Zhan's ultimate Chaos Dao.

Its sharp sword light compares equally with the opponent's.

Han Zhan swings the sword as if wielding an entire Chaos Dao, truly unmatched in fierceness.

The confrontation between them is grand in scale; after several rounds, the Chaos Spirit falls behind!

"What belongs to others, after all, belongs to others; even if you inherit the causality, can you truly wield the full power?"

Han Zhan shakes away the grey mist figure with a sword, speaking.

If he hadn't condensed the Chaos Dao, even with Donghuang Taiyi's strength, he would not be an opponent.

This is a difference in level.

Chaos Energy and Spiritual Energy possess innate advantages from the very foundation.

Yet with Han Zhan, they hold no advantage!

Another collision in the confrontation.

Under the blessing of the Chaos Dao, the overbearing Sword Qi nearly empties the outer River of Eternal Darkness, revealing the source at its bottom.

Like a young maiden suddenly stripped by a rogue, the Chaos Spirit suddenly feels exposed and panicked.

It ceases to maintain Pangu's human form and abruptly bursts into a cloud of grey mist.

The next moment, all remaining waters of the River of Eternal Darkness, drawn by it, gather together, transforming into a grotesque mythical creature.

It seems like a catfish.

Opening its gaping maw, its terrifying, exaggerated suction raises a horrific storm in the cosmos.

In its mouth, a black vortex gradually forms, rotating as the storm appears.

The mouth is so large that it seems to swallow the entire cosmic epoch!

Once drawn into its maw, the outcome is evident.

The Chaos Spirit reveals a mythical creature form, but Han Zhan remains undaunted, the longsword in his hand gradually dissipating as he opens his arms to the giant catfish devouring the world.

As Han Zhan opens his arms, the light of billions of stars lights up in sequence, illuminating the Cosmic Star Sea.

The ten ancient Divine Soldiers emit diverse lights, like the core star domain at its brightest, repelling the terrifying cosmic storm outside.

At the very center, a majestic Dao spans heavens and earth, seemingly the only Stabilizing Needle, stabilizing the precarious Third Cosmic Era!

The grey catfish formed by the Chaos Spirit, seeing the devouring ineffective, swings its tail fiercely.

The dark tail sweeps over like an ancient beast crushing all, slamming into the billions of stars.

The next moment, after the stars flicker, not a single star is shattered—the collision uneventful.

Moreover, the immense catfish occupying the cosmos, its surface indistinctly has strands of grey energy, being drawn out by invisible forces.

These strands of grey Chaos Energy are devoured by billions of stars, then returned to Han Zhan himself.

"It's over."

"You're at the end of your rope."

Han Zhan's figure appears at the end of the Chaos Dao.

The once vanished golden longsword is grasped in his hands again.

Billions of stars brightly shine.

The ten divine weapons emit the most dazzling light.

Chaos Dao like a rolling torrent, pours into Han Zhan's longsword.

At this moment, Han Zhan's momentum reaches its peak.

This sword wielded, and the grey catfish formed by the Chaos Spirit will surely die!

...

"Brat, do you wish to slay your teacher?!"

A voice unexpectedly resonates by Han Zhan's ear.

Immediately, a figure condenses before him.

The instant Han Zhan sees the figure, his sword-wielding hand hesitates slightly.

It's his teacher, Li Shutong!

Crude illusion?

Han Zhan furrows his brows deeply, yet the next second, Li Shutong, long dead, speaks again:

"This is not an illusion."

"It's a trade."

"I devoured their causality, so they didn't truly die."

"As long as I return their causality to you, with your current strength, reviving them is a simple task."

"Li Shutong can thus be revived!"

Han Zhan knows this is a delay tactic by the Chaos Spirit.

Han Zhan also knows that what the Chaos Spirit says is likely very true.

Causality, fate, life and death.

If he retrieves Li Shutong's causality, life and death will be a mere flick of the wrist for Han Zhan now.

At this moment, a second figure appears, that of elder brother Wei Qing.

"Do not hesitate any longer."

"I am willing to negotiate peace, with neither of us interfering with each other."

"If you agree to stop, I can return all their causality to you, allowing you to revive them!"

The third figure is Shang Family Ancestor Shang Jianyue.

"If you insist on slaying me, then their causality will completely dissipate, and revival will be impossible!"

The fourth figure is the deceased Saint Queen Mother of the West.

The fifth, Emperor Haotian; the sixth, Donghuang Taiyi; the seventh... the eighth...

More and more figures, more and more causality chips.

If he spares the Chaos Spirit, just by sparing it, he can revive them all!

In this moment, Han Zhan truly hesitates.

This sword held high, should it still be swung down?

"Isn't becoming stronger a way to protect the Human Race?"

"Did you not grow strong to remedy deficiencies and ensure everyone's happiness?"

"Reviving everyone, letting them live, is this not your aspiration?"

"You..."

More and more voices echo, disrupting Han Zhan's thoughts.

Just then, all opposing voices suddenly cease.

Teacher Li Shutong struggles to raise his head, smiling at Han Zhan.

"Slash."

He spoke, squeezing a word from his throat.

This single word seemingly used all his strength.

"Slash."

Wei Qing likewise smiles, similarly speaking a word.

"Slash."

"Slash."

"Slash!"

All figures whose causality was devoured, all voices become united at this moment.

Resounding forcefully, forming a single sound,

unshakeable!

Han Zhan's gaze intensifies, he swings the longsword held high, downward.

He wielded the sword!