Chapter 693: Shrinking the Ground to an Inch, Turning the Universe to Dust

Chapter 693: Suo Di Cheng Cun, Hua Yu Wei Chen

Bang! Boom! Rumble!

On the ancient desolate plains of Luangu Cangyuan, the deafening roars blended into a continuous thunder.

Looking out from afar, the void in all directions was filled with figures locked in battle, but the commotion on the ground was the most intense. A group of people, still in a state of confusion, were overwhelmed by their own attacks, turning into clouds of blood mist in massive numbers.

As a result, after a massive wave of assaults swept through, nearly ten thousand cultivators were wiped out, with over ninety percent eliminated. The remaining less than ten percent included more than half who were severely injured on the spot, leaving only a few wretched figures to scramble out.

This tremendous disturbance caught the attention of those fighting in the surrounding areas, as pairs of eyes turned sharply toward the scene.

"What happened?" Zhengyang Laozu said with a gloomy expression, while Dugu Ao and the other elders battling Zhengyang's forces looked over in utter bewilderment.

Just a second ago, they had all been unleashing their divine abilities and secret techniques against each other. In that moment of distraction, a dense crowd of shadowy figures from the void had collectively appeared on the ground, only to be engulfed by a barrage of secret techniques and divine powers.

"It's the woman beside that young man." Taiyi Zhenren gazed from afar at Zi Xuan next to Ye Chen. Being closest, he saw it most clearly—it was an extraordinarily unconventional divine ability.

"What a profound divine ability." Danchen stared at the scene in sheer horror.

"Who is that woman?" Shangguan Hanyue and the others fixed their beautiful eyes on Zi Xuan. Upon seeing her peerless face, they inexplicably felt a strange sensation in their hearts.

"Zhumo!" Lingzhen Shangren shouted coldly and was the first to charge at Ye Chen.

"Your opponent is me." Haotian Xuan snorted coldly, stepping across to block Lingzhen Shangren's path. He struck with a world-shaking divine ability, sending Lingzhen Shangren reeling back with a single palm strike.

Others, like Zhengyang Laozu and Qingyun Laozu, were similarly held back by their respective opponents in the void.

At that moment, Tongxuan Zhenren's face was the most unsightly, because Yin Zhiping was still in Ye Chen's hands, along with the sect leader's token and the Jiuzhou Xuantian Map. Any of these falling into another faction's possession would be a catastrophic blow to Hengyue Sect.

But as he tried to rush over, he was struck and sent flying by a massive axe from the colossal Man Shan.

Thus, the truce lasted less than three seconds before the battle erupted again.

The difference this time was that Zhuge Laotou and his group were blocking Zhengyang Laozu and the others from approaching Ye Chen, buying him time to escape. Otherwise, with so many Quasi-Heaven Realm experts swarming him, Ye Chen—currently in a weakened state—wouldn't stand a chance, even at his peak.

Glancing at Ye Chen, he stood unsteadily in the void, while Zi Xuan beside him looked extremely pale, her entire body of radiant light nearly extinguished. Clearly, performing that heaven-defying divine ability had exacted a heavy toll on her.

Kill!

The several hundred wretched figures on the ground roared in fury, their faces twisted hideously as they charged at Ye Chen. This time, they had learned their lesson and no longer used divine abilities for attacks; instead, they gripped their killing swords and rushed forward. Otherwise, falling victim to that strange divine ability again would likely mean instant death.

Seeing this, Zi Xuan immediately grabbed Ye Chen's arm, turned, and stepped out, covering over a hundred zhang in a single stride.

"Stay behind!"

From behind, the several hundred figures pursued relentlessly, their faces as ferocious as demons. Though their numbers were far from the terrifying ten thousand before, their cultivation levels were high—the weakest at the sixth level of Kongming Realm, with over a dozen Quasi-Heaven Realm experts among them.

"Are you going to make it?" Ye Chen, being pulled along by Zi Xuan, glanced back before looking at her pale face.

Zi Xuan ignored his words and was already treading a mysterious footwork, moving at an astonishing speed like a divine rainbow streaking across the sky. Each time she moved, much of the divine glow surrounding her body faded away.

Boom! Rumble!

Soon, booming sounds echoed from the void ahead.

Then came rolling waves of clouds, surging like a thundering herd of soldiers and horses, carrying an overwhelming aura of killing intent.

In the next moment, Ye Chen saw figures swarming in from all directions—some riding flying swords, others on spirit beasts, and still others soaring through the clouds—a vast, dark mass like a tidal wave.

"It's the army of Zhengyang Sect's third branch hall." Ye Chen's face turned grim in an instant, recognizing the leader as Pang Tong, the hall master of Zhengyang's third branch hall, whom he had seen before.

Moreover, this place was closest to Zhengyang's third branch hall. Though he had anticipated their army would come to hunt him down, he never expected them to arrive so quickly.

"To kill me, they've really pulled out all the stops." Ye Chen chuckled coldly. A branch hall's army was only deployed in wars, yet here they were mobilizing fully just for one person—he felt oddly honored.

Kill!

Pang Tong was the fastest, gripping his ghost-headed divine blade and lunging first, cleaving through the void with a single strike.

Zi Xuan pulled Ye Chen along, barely evading the deadly blade, then vanished with a whoosh.

Hmm?

Seeing Zi Xuan and Ye Chen disappear, Pang Tong furrowed his brow.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Ye Chen felt a constant rush of wind past his ears, everything blurring around him. It wasn't so much flying as it was leaping—each step Zi Xuan took spanned several thousand zhang.

"Space teleportation?" Ye Chen was once again astounded by Zi Xuan's abilities.

"It's Suo Di Cheng Cun," the voice of Taixu Gulong echoed in his divine sea. "This is a spatial secret technique that shrinks vast distances into a single inch. I think that explains it clearly enough for you."

"That's incredible!" Ye Chen understood perfectly—this was an ultimate escape technique.

"Stop them!" As Ye Chen marveled, Pang Tong's furious shout rang out, and the third branch hall's army pressed in from all sides, launching a storm of attacks simultaneously.

Whoosh!

Zi Xuan held Ye Chen's hand and instantly teleported several thousand zhang, appearing within the third branch hall's army. Before they could react, she stepped out again and vanished in the blink of an eye.

In less than three seconds, she had led Ye Chen through the army and broken out of the encirclement.

However, performing Suo Di Cheng Cun so frequently had nearly extinguished Zi Xuan's divine glow entirely. Her condition was peculiar, as if she might revert to being a puppet at any moment.

"Dammit!"

Soon, shouts of rage erupted from behind.

The pursuers and Zhengyang Sect's ninth branch hall army instantly merged and chased after Ye Chen and Zi Xuan in a massive wave.

Meanwhile, Zi Xuan had once again used the Suo Di Cheng Cun technique to enter a stretch of winding mountain ranges.

Hua Yu Wei Chen!

A faint murmur soon followed, and as Zi Xuan and Ye Chen flew into the mountains, they vanished without a trace.

The Zhengyang third branch hall army and the pursuing experts swept past the mountain ranges in a rush, charging off in one direction without a second thought, their momentum overwhelming.

"What is this place?" Ye Chen's voice of surprise echoed from a corner of the mountains.

He was curiously examining his surroundings—a hazy, white space, not very large, only about three or four zhang wide.

"This is the dust space I've created," Zi Xuan said softly. "We're inside a single grain of sand right now."

"That's incredible!" Ye Chen exclaimed in shock once more at Zi Xuan's abilities. No one would ever think they were hiding in a grain of sand—this was a truly heaven-defying technique.

"After one day, the sand will unseal." Zi Xuan spoke again, a trace of blood-tinged radiance leaking from the corner of her mouth, her entire body of divine light dimming to its extreme.

"Thank you very much." Ye Chen looked at her with a strange expression.

Zi Xuan smiled faintly, gently raising her jade arm and lightly touching Ye Chen's face, her expression turning oddly complex in that instant.

"You..." Ye Chen stared in astonishment.

"Di Huang, the sacred body lineage has a successor now." Zi Xuan laughed, her beautiful eyes growing misty, her cheeks reflecting weariness, tenderness, sorrow, and nostalgia.