Chapter 147 Space

Feeling the descent of this aura, Long Yun's expression changed instantly. He wanted to quickly retreat outside the door, but his entire body's true Qi felt as though it had been sealed, rendering him completely unable to move an inch!

At the same time, a river of blood seemed to cascade down from the heavens, spilling from the highest realms of the firmament, leaving a dazzling, crimson hue everywhere it passed.

Even the space surrounding Long Yun was entirely dyed in this bewitching red. That immense aura, akin to the supreme divine might awakened with primordial consciousness, completely enveloped him.

Long Yun knitted his brows tightly, his entire body rigidly bound in place. This oppressive might was entirely beyond his ability to resist; the only thing he could manage now was to endure this force without collapsing to his knees.

Indeed, this power was entirely a manifestation of faith-based energy. The crimson world before his eyes was already imperceptibly influencing his own belief system.

Had it been anyone else, they would likely have been long suppressed by this mighty pressure and forced to their knees, but Long Yun endured it stubbornly. Flowing within his veins was the bloodline of the Creator Dragon God.

The bloodline of the Dragon God possessed an unyielding and proud backbone that absolutely tolerated no desecration!

The escalating pressure brought Long Yun to the verge of suffocation, yet he clenched his teeth tightly without uttering a single groan. Beads of sweat the size of peas cascaded down, forming tiny trickles that dripped onto the ground.

Killing intent! The boundless crimson light had transformed into a chilling, bone-piercing murderous aura. This was pure slaughterous intent, a bloodthirsty aura that had completely morphed into intent to kill.

Long Yun dared not divide his focus, yet within this murderous aura, there unexpectedly lingered a trace of a familiar breath. Indeed, it was the sacred aura contained within the power of creation.

This was a sacred murderous aura, a conviction born purely for slaughter, devoid of any other complex energies.

Was it killing intent? Long Yun could conclude in his heart that the former master of this temple was undoubtedly a universally revered God of Slaughter, a supreme expert whose entire existence was born for carnage.

No wonder the Blood Qilin possessed intelligence; no wonder the Blood Qilin could absorb the essence of the moon. Long Yun could practically deduce that this Blood Qilin had been condensed and refined from a lifetime of bloodthirsty slaughter by that God of Slaughter.

A flash of enlightenment arose in his heart! Slaughter was a divine ability, a murderous aura that pierced through heaven and earth, ruling over the slaughter of the entire Dragon Realm. Yet, no matter how bloodthirsty, it ultimately remained a power beneath the Creator God.

This realm was named the Dragon Realm! The Creator Dragon God was the supreme ruler, and all things in heaven and earth—aside from that mysterious faction of the demonic path—were entirely subordinates of the force of creation.

Long Yun looked up at the sky and murmured softly, "I inherit the divine power of creation, uphold the will of the ruler of heaven and earth, and possess the bloodline of the Dragon God. You, God of Slaughter, how could you influence me? Disperse!"

From his gaze projected an indescribable tenacity. This tenaciously resolute will pierced through layers of crimson murderous intent, reaching straight to the heavens and connecting directly to the most primordial universe of this world.

"Boom—" In an instant, Long Yun seemed to see through the entire world. Everything around him became crystal clear, and all the murderous intent receded, vanishing completely in a split second.

Yet the surrounding environment had transformed into the distant, primordial antiquity, much like that conscious space upon the wall of the Life and Death Tomb. This space was likewise permeated with an ancient aura.

Countless rivers of spiritual energy galloped wildly across this wasteland, piercing through the plains to form dense webs of light that seemed capable of connecting heaven and earth entirely.

"What... place is this?" Long Yun murmured, a sense of helplessness welling up in his heart.

"Hum—" Just as doubt arose in Long Yun's mind, space shattered. High up in mid-air, two earth-shattering auras descended from the highest heavens.

Long Yun looked up, a look of profound shock appearing on his face as he drew a sharp breath.

At an altitude of tens of thousands of feet, a winding golden giant dragon coiled in the air, its majestic body covering nearly half the horizon, stretching for hundreds of miles in length.

Resembling a rolling, undulating mountain range, every single dragon scale was like a peak, projecting rays of golden light that scattered upon the earth to form a magnificent and wondrous scene.

Wherever each ray of light passed, a landscape would emerge—mountains, rivers, and boundless plains.

Creation... Creation...

Bathing in this golden radiance, Long Yun trembled violently. He could not be more familiar with this aura; it was unequivocally the aura of creation forged by the Creator Dragon God!

The divine power of creation was also the most primordial force of the entire universe. Without a doubt, the gigantic figure high in the sky was none other than the creator of the entire Dragon Realm: the Creator Dragon God.

A flash of reverence crossed Long Yun's eyes. The blood within his body seemed on the point of bursting forth, surging violently to produce a fierce resonance with that divine power of creation, as if eager to break free from his flesh and fly toward the golden giant dragon.

"Boom—" Directly above the head of the Creator Dragon God, a massive spatial rift suddenly tore open, seeming to bridge heaven and earth. From within that immense fissure, a gargantuan figure slowly stepped out.

His emergence caused the surrounding aura of creation to sharply contract, forming glowing halos that danced and fluttered around the Creator Dragon God's body.

That towering figure had reached a height of over a thousand zhang, exuding a chilling and gloomy aura. Long Yun's expression tightened; he was equally familiar with this aura—it was demonic energy!

A supreme entity capable of standing toe-to-toe with the Creator Dragon God could be named without hesitation: the Supreme Demon God!

A peerless figure rumored to have transformed from primordial demonic energy, legend has it that during a fierce battle with the Creator Dragon God, he was completely sealed within the Six Realms of Samsara, unable to return.

And the Creator Dragon God had also perished because of that battle. From this, one could perceive just how formidable the power of the Supreme Demon God truly was, requiring even the Creator Dragon God to risk its own demise in order to slay him.

Beneath the physical forms of these two mighty beings, Long Yun was like a mere ant, so insignificant that no one would spare him a glance.

Amidst Long Yun's dazed gaze, the two supreme entities in mid-air finally clashed. Such combat was no longer something the current Long Yun could comprehend.

Every single move and stance of theirs lacked any flashy embellishment, consisting entirely of the most authentic collisions! Although simple, Long Yun understood that with cultivation as profound as theirs, clever techniques were entirely unnecessary.

Every single blow they struck was imbued with their own Dao; every movement was a representation, an interpretation. In the blink of an eye, the two masters had collided dozens of times, the shattered light causing the heavens and earth to shudder.

Air currents billowed, forming storms that ravaged the wilderness, leaving it scarred and riddled with holes. Long Yun's eyes flickered; this was true power, the power that looked down upon all heroes.

Compared to these two peerless entities, the likes of Zhong Xuan, the eight-headed beast, or even Bi Fang and the Azure Wolf King appeared vastly insignificant, greatly broadening Long Yun's horizons.

"Hum—" Space filled with massive rifts. In some places, it even began to collapse, with spatial turbulence permeating the surroundings of the two supreme beings, terrifying beyond description.

What surprised Long Yun, however, was that the demonic energy wielded by the Supreme Demon God differed from the demonic energy he had witnessed previously. In the past, demonic energy would automatically dissipate upon encountering the power of creation.

Yet the demonic energy unleashed by the Supreme Demon God was able to contend neck-and-neck with the power of creation, without yielding an inch or losing the slightest ground due to elemental attributes.

Furthermore, what made Long Yun furrow his brow the most was that this aura carried a sense of familiarity, as though he had seen it somewhere before, though he could not quite recall the exact details.

"Whoosh—" Just as he was deep in thought, the fierce battle in mid-air abruptly decided its victor. The thick, broad hand of the Supreme Demon God managed to grab hold of the Creator Dragon God's massive tail.

The Creator Dragon God was not to be outdone, sinking its fangs into the Demon God's neck, its two front claws gripping tightly onto the left hand the Demon God attempted to swing. Blood spurted like a geyser, rushing forth wildly.

It dyed the entire heaven and earth a brilliant crimson, resembling a world dedicated to bloodlust!

"Bang—" A ferocious glint flashed across the eyes of the Supreme Demon God, and with a mighty wrench, he tore the Creator Dragon God's tail clean off. Clutching it in his hand, he let out a deep roar!

A trace of pain appeared at the corner of the Creator Dragon God's eye. Closing its massive jaws tighter, it bit off the head of the Supreme Demon God in a single motion, sending it hurtling down toward the ground!

Simultaneously, the Demon God loosened his right hand, letting the severed tail of the Creator Dragon God also plunge downward toward the earth!