You Ask When I Will Return, but No Date Is Set (Grand Finale)

Above the starry sky stood one man, one ball, and one beast. At this moment, Su Yu was at the peak of forty-six Daos, while Moyan possessed forty-seven Daos. Blades! Fire! Countless blades, every slash cleaving the heavens! Endless fire, burning across the firmament! At this very moment, Su Yu felt remarkably carefree. The responsibilities he had to bear, he had borne them all. The promises he had to fulfill, he had fulfilled almost all of them. It was just like back then, when one man and one ball charged onto the All-Heavens Battlefield, joining the war of the heavens for the first time and facing enemies from all directions. Back then, he had also been alone, needing no one’s help. I, Su Yu, can handle everything myself! Between forty-six and forty-seven Daos, there was a gap, but the myriad realms were his domain! Here, Moyan could be suppressed a fraction. Was the gap huge? Not at all. Who said that I, Su Yu, am destined to lose! "Open Heaven!" With a low shout, the blade pierced through the void! Time seemed to freeze. As the strike slashed forth, Moyan’s body stiffened slightly. In the next instant, the Dao of Silence erupted—endurance, silence! Boom! The crash shook heaven and earth. Moyan threw a fist, fire scorching the heavens, while flames also erupted from Su Yu, the flames of ten thousand Daos reflecting across the myriad heavens. The two clashed like lightning, moving at unfathomable speed, stirring up the entire galactic river, fighting until the cosmos was turned upside down. Moyan was truly formidable; breaking through consecutively, he had vaulted from forty-four Daos to forty-seven Daos, possessing peerless combat prowess. Yet Su Yu was versed in many Daos, holding the myriad Daos in his hands. One man and one beast fought until the vault of heaven shattered! Within the sea of will, surging waves crashed violently. The little fur ball's tender voice piped up again: "Keep going! Beat him to death!" A smile tugged at Su Yu's lips. Beating him to death was no easy task! Still, he would do his utmost! Daos formed into a blade as Dao after Dao merged in. The Daos of all 360 apertures fully integrated into the long saber—a Dao battle technique, the most explosive technique Su Yu had wielded in recent times. As the Dao battle technique erupted, 360 points of light manifested. At present, Su Yu could only integrate 360 apertures, not yet all 720. If he could have, he likely would have reached forty-nine Daos long ago. A moment later, another saber appeared in Su Yu's hand! Dual blades! Indeed, a second saber! Attacking with both hands! The saber in his right hand integrated the 360 physical apertures. The saber in his left hand began to integrate the divine apertures. His sea of will surged violently as Su Yu mobilized the power of one divine aperture after another, circulating them through the Five Elements Divine Art. The divine apertures rapidly fused, drawing out power to pour into the saber in his left hand! Dual blades! Boom! With another colossal crash, Moyan took half a step back, uttering a note of praise: "Dual battle techniques? Not a bad idea!" Using the physical body and divine apertures as twin foundations to form dual battle techniques—this was what earned Moyan's admiration. Su Yu was truly prodigiously gifted! Su Yu chuckled without saying a word. Gripping both sabers, flickering like lightning shadows, he shuttled through the void, slashing down stroke after stroke. Moyan's fiery power was immensely formidable, yet it was also singular! The battle continued. On and on without pause! Su Yu fought valiantly, while Moyan was tremendously powerful. As they battered each other, the entire starry expanse had long turned into a sea of chaotic fire! "The ten thousand Daos merge, the ten thousand Daos split, and in the end, the ten thousand Daos still return to chaos..." Through relentless combat, endless insights into the Dao surfaced in Su Yu's mind. The Great Dao was just like that: first a primordial chaos, then the myriad Daos were split out and ordered; after being ordered, they were merged once more, returning to chaos like the chaotic waters of the River of Time. From simplicity to complexity, and back from complexity to simplicity. Thus, the ultimate union of the myriad Daos was still chaos! Holding dual sabers, Su Yu's physical shell was shattering under Moyan's burning flames, yet a smile remained fixed upon his face. The blades in his hands gradually took on the hues of chaos! His long sabers grew fiercer and fiercer! Bang! The right blade blocked Moyan's fist, while the left blade pierced into Moyan's shoulder, only for a wave of fire to rapidly surge outward, scorching the Great Dao and nearly cracking the blade! Fight! The two fought with mounting ferocity. At their level, a life-and-death clash like this might happen only once in a million years; under ordinary circumstances, a battle of this caliber was exceedingly rare! Within the left blade, more and more divine aperture Daos merged! Thirty divine apertures, forty divine apertures... The might of the left blade grew ever greater. Yet Su Yu's injuries were also growing increasingly severe. Boom! Another deafening explosion rang out. Su Yu flew backward as flames burst from his seven facial orifices, incinerating his skull, incinerating his apertures, incinerating his Great Daos! Moyan looked solemn, but Su Yu paid it no heed. Allowing the fire to scorch him, he smiled faintly: "Moyan, your fire tastes pretty good!" Swallowing a mouthful of flame, Su Yu charged forward once more! The two silhouettes clashed in the void like streaks of lightning once again. How long this battle had lasted, Su Yu did not know. They fought until heaven and earth aged! They fought as time slipped away! The portals surrounding them shrank smaller and smaller, compressing their living space, because as Su Yu's strength waned, the portal seal could no longer maintain its original vastness. As their room to maneuver diminished, the fighting grew even more brutal. In so small a space, the margin for error for powerhouses of their caliber grew ever narrower, turning into head-on collisions. At this moment, Moyan no longer maintained human form, transforming into the appearance of an ancient qilin beast. Treading upon heaven-scorching fire, he too was panting heavily! At the peak of forty-six Daos, inside the myriad realms, Su Yu was difficult to kill. "Su Yu!" Moyan's voice echoed: "You cannot win!" At that very instant, the two Daos of life and death surfaced upon Moyan. One black and one white, the two Daos emerged and rapidly spun like two rivers circling each other. In an instant, they converged into a single gray Dao, which condensed into a gray spear in the blink of an eye! Moyan reverted to human form once more, thrusting the spear toward Su Yu! The Dao of Life and Death! Moreover, this Dao of Life and Death had originated from Su Yu. As this spear struck, it drew upon the power of Su Yu's heaven and earth, upon the power of Su Yu's Great Daos—Daos of the same origin. The drawback of Moyan's earlier transaction now manifested itself. Su Yu's dual sabers were dragged toward the spear! The spear was like twin dragons, their dragon heads roaring. The Dao of Life and Death erupted, violently pulling at Su Yu's long sabers, and the dual blades showed signs of being dragged across. Using Su Yu's Dao to counter Su Yu's myriad Daos. That was Moyan's plan! A vicious glint flashed in Su Yu's eyes. In the next instant, he sank both sabers into his arms, using his bare arms to seize the spear! The moment Su Yu gripped the spear, countless fiery energies suddenly flared. Boom! His arms were engulfed in flames! The potent flames burned so fiercely that his arms began bursting apart, which meant aperture after aperture was rupturing, and Dao after Dao was crumbling. Yet like a madman, having grabbed hold of the spear, Su Yu bit down directly upon it! Boom! With teeth like vajra, he bit into the spear until it shattered, causing the Dao of Life and Death to shudder, tearing it into ragged fragments. "Moyan, you are doing me a favor!" Su Yu's voice was frigid: "The Great Dao is fundamentally chaos. Scorching my apertures and burning my Daos merely aids me in unifying my apertures into one! Apertures are originally a single whole; the human body has only one aperture. The so-called 720 apertures were wrong all along!" Moyan's cold laugh echoed back: "The human body has only one aperture? Su Yu, that is merely your own notion, your own theory! Who says your theory is correct?" Boom! Abandoning the spear, Moyan struck with both fists, flames surging to the heavens. Fist after fist slammed into Su Yu, constantly blasting his arms to pieces as aperture after aperture rapidly collapsed! Yet Su Yu continued devouring the spear, letting Moyan beat him until he coughed up blood continuously! Explosions echoed incessantly within that small space! All around them, the portal space shrank further, compressing the two combatants from boundless void to the size of a village, and it continued to compress. "Roar!" Moyan let out a roar and threw one final heavy punch. With a loud crash, Su Yu slammed into the portal wall, his body mangled and broken, sliding down the wall. "Hoo..." Moyan panted heavily, looking at Su Yu. At this moment, Su Yu was battered beyond recognition, his body horribly mangled and many of his apertures shattered, Dao power constantly leaking from him to turn into chaos and stir the surroundings. Yet Su Yu was also panting heavily, clutching a cluster of blood in his hand, a smile appearing on his face. That was Moyan's blood! Su Yu had also thoroughly taken the broken Dao of Life and Death back into his body. He had finally retrieved these two Daos; though battered and broken, his Daos were once again complete. "Cough, cough..." Mouthfuls of blood spilled forth. Su Yu looked at Moyan walking toward him step by step, smiled, and said slowly, "Moyan, do you know how I dealt with powerful enemies when I first started out?" "I do not!" Moyan said calmly, "When I began paying attention to you, you had already become the master of the human race." Before that, Su Yu had been too weak; why would Moyan have cared? Only when Su Yu became the Human Master did he pay some heed. Of course, strictly speaking, he only truly began to care about Su Yu when Su Yu wiped out the myriad races of the upper realm and drove them into the Earth Gate; only then did he start taking him seriously. Su Yu exhaled a ragged breath and smiled: "Good to know!" At this moment, Su Yu's dual sabers vanished, and a book appeared before him—the civilization chronicle! The civilization chronicle that had replaced the Book of the River! At this moment, the civilization chronicle turned to a blank page. Su Yu merged the blood in his hand into it, and gradually, characters surfaced on this page, along with an illustration. The likeness of Moyan! How had Su Yu dealt with powerful enemies when he first rose to prominence? Through the Time Record, of course, borrowing the power of blood essence to use an enemy's own Dao against them! Su Yu had rarely used this method in a long time, because the Daos absorbed in the Time Record were actually collected by the Time Master; as time went on and opponents grew stronger, they provided little help to him. Besides, the Time Record was not powerful enough—at least to the current Su Yu, it was quite weak, possessing only thirty-six Daos of power. Thus, for an expert like Moyan, it could hardly bear his Dao power. Now, however, the civilization chronicle could. This was the core of the entire River! In essence, the River was on a higher plane and more powerful than Moyan. "Moyan (Dao power: 47 Daos): Dao Technique: Rebirth Through Fire (requires blood essence to activate) Heaven-Scorching World-Annihilation (requires blood essence to activate)" At this moment, using Moyan's blood, Su Yu outlined the page belonging to Moyan in the civilization chronicle. Delineating this within the civilization chronicle also signified that the River had incorporated Moyan's Dao into the River's system. This meant that Su Yu could borrow Moyan's power against Moyan himself! However, he needed blood essence! After fighting for so long and risking grave injury, Su Yu had only barely managed to extract an amount of blood roughly equivalent to a drop of blood essence. According to how the Time Record worked in the past, Su Yu needed one drop of blood essence to activate it, and another drop to unleash it. Moreover, there were two main Dao techniques. Which one to activate? The offensive Heaven-Scorching World-Annihilation, or the revival-oriented Rebirth Through Fire? He couldn't activate both! Activating both would require too much blood essence. If he could really extract that much blood essence from Moyan, Su Yu could already find a way to kill him directly. "Rebirth Through Fire, or the offensive Heaven-Scorching World-Annihilation?" Rebirth, of course! Revive once more! Borrow Moyan's blood, borrow Moyan's Dao, to revive himself! Just as Moyan had borrowed Su Yu's Dao of Life and Death to revive twice. Yet right now he still needed two drops of blood essence. One drop to activate, one drop to revive! The so-called activation was actually extracting the power of Moyan's Dao to provide Su Yu with a channel for rebirth, while the drop used for revival required the vital force and Dao power within Moyan's body to sustain Su Yu's rebirth! "I still need two drops of blood essence!" Su Yu quickly snapped the civilization chronicle shut! He had to find a way to make Moyan bleed again—at least enough to yield two drops of blood essence. Only then could Su Yu kill this fellow. Otherwise, continuing like this, Su Yu remained slightly outmatched. "This won't be easy!" Su Yu thought to himself. Not only was it not easy, but even if the skill were activated, would a single drop of Moyan's blood essence truly suffice to bring him back to life? Who knew! At this point, he could only give it a try. Moyan's strength was greater than his own, and his blood essence was superior; in essence, it should be possible. If Moyan were weaker, it might not work, but his opponent was stronger. Right now, Su Yu could only hope it would succeed! The prerequisite was... two more drops of blood essence! Opposite him, Moyan frowned slightly. When Su Yu had slaughtered his enemies far and wide using the power of blood essence, Moyan had still been in slumber; by the time Moyan paid attention to Su Yu, Su Yu had long abandoned that trick! Now, Moyan sensed that Su Yu's civilization chronicle vaguely shared some connection with him. He looked at the civilization chronicle and asked coldly, "A curse? Or what?" He was not a creature of the myriad realms. Even if the civilization chronicle represented the River, it theoretically had nothing to do with him. However, he had lived in the myriad realms for countless years, and the Heavenly Gate had been opened within the myriad realms. To say there was no relation was false—he was indeed entangled with the myriad realms. At this moment, the civilization chronicle representing the myriad realms had incorporated his civilization system into its pages! Holding the civilization chronicle, Su Yu smiled: "A suppression technique! The civilization chronicle can suppress all Daos! Moyan, your Dao of the Heavenly Gate was opened in the myriad realms and belongs to the myriad realms' system. With the civilization chronicle in my hand, you will sooner or later be suppressed by me!" Suppression! Moyan vaguely felt it: this item indeed seemed connected to his Great Dao, connected to his heaven and earth, and even faintly hinted at symbiosis. A suppression technique? He didn't know whether there was a trick or not. Regardless, he had to kill Su Yu swiftly now. Meanwhile, Su Yu also had a goal. Killing Moyan and fighting above his realm against forty-seven Daos was exceedingly difficult. Yet if he could secure two drops of blood essence, it might not be quite so hard. In battle, one gets injured! Injuries cause bleeding, and within that blood mingled vital force and Dao power, which could be extracted into blood essence. Compared to slaying Moyan outright, obtaining two drops of blood essence was obviously much simpler. "I really am a little genius!" Su Yu muttered inwardly. To think of this move at such a moment was quite remarkable; after all, he hadn't used the blood essence techniques from the Time Record in a very long time. "Kill!" With hope in sight, Su Yu's confidence surged. His vital energy and blood erupted with utter madness; even though he was heavily injured, he no longer cared. Who gave a damn about injuries! As long as he could obtain two drops of blood essence by the moment of his death and achieve rebirth, he might even emerge slightly stronger like Moyan had, instantly recovering to his peak state. Why would he fear Moyan then? "Open Heaven!" As though pumped full of adrenaline, Su Yu struck frantically once more. His long saber manifested again; though many apertures were shattered, the remaining ones fused once more. He sought no fatal blow, only to make Moyan bleed more! He fought to the point of insanity! And Moyan felt Su Yu's frenzy. Countering relentlessly, the two slaughtered each other madly within the cramped space once again. Boom! With a tremendous blast, Su Yu was sent flying, incinerated into white bones in midair before the white bones turned to gold. In the blink of an eye, Su Yu's flesh restored itself, yet his aura weakened significantly once more. Moyan was also panting heavily, covered in blade wounds. Blood flowed incessantly! Moyan frowned, panting as he glared at Su Yu. Su Yu was genuinely gravely injured, whereas Moyan—despite being covered in wounds with blood streaming out—was far less injured than Su Yu! It was just that as his wounds multiplied, a significant portion of his power drained away. Then Moyan's brow furrowed. He noticed that Su Yu seemed to be constantly collecting his blood. Was it in preparation for a curse, or to suppress him? In the heat of a ferocious clash, Su Yu was no weakling; if Su Yu simply wished to gather his blood, Moyan couldn't completely prevent it. Although Moyan burned much of the spilled blood, Su Yu still managed to collect a fair amount. Of course, he didn't believe a cultivator of forty-six Daos could curse a cultivator of forty-seven Daos to death; not even the River of Time had such power! Su Yu knew he couldn't keep it entirely hidden from Moyan. He was simply betting that Moyan didn't know the truth behind the civilization chronicle. Only Su Yu and the Time Master knew how to do this, and once he and Wen Yu became strong, neither had used this method again. Moyan only observed powerful cultivators; when Su Yu had been weak, Moyan hadn't paid any attention. At this moment, Su Yu held another flame-like drop of blood in his hand and merged it into the civilization chronicle. "Moyan (Dao power: 47 Daos): Dao Technique: Rebirth Through Fire (Activated)" At the cost of heavy injuries, Su Yu had acquired the second drop of blood. Yet getting the third drop would be far harder. Moyan had already realized something was amiss. Whenever Su Yu tried to siphon his blood, Moyan would burn it immediately upon being wounded, vastly increasing the difficulty of acquiring more. Moyan's expression grew solemn. He was stronger than Su Yu, his injuries were lighter, and victory was well within his grasp. Yet Su Yu's civilization chronicle gave him a subtle sense of danger. Furthermore, within the civilization chronicle, a lingering force seemed to be tugging at his Great Dao! "Su Yu... curses are useless against me!" Moyan looked coldly at Su Yu. Su Yu panted and laughed: "Ordinary curses are useless, but what about a curse from the Dao of Tribulation? Moyan, why do you think the Lord of Time valued Hei Lin so highly? Most likely, it has to do with this power of tribulation!" Moyan's expression shifted slightly. Curse him with the power of tribulation? No! He didn't know what would happen, but he had to destroy the civilization chronicle—or even devour it—and kill Su Yu immediately! "Burn the Heavens!" With a sharp shout, Moyan attacked again, unleashing the power to scorch the skies! He had to kill Su Yu at once to prevent any unforeseen troubles! Yet at this moment, the weakened Su Yu did not dodge. Instead, he met him head-on! If he didn't fight head-on, how could he seize Moyan's blood essence? "Kill!" The Heaven-Cleaving Blade! Countless Heaven-Cleaving strikes! Blade light erupted across all quarters, saber qi crisscrossing everywhere. Still seeking no fatal blow, he only aimed to wound Moyan. Streams of saber qi swept forth! Boom! Much of the saber qi was burned away, and Su Yu suffered searing, excruciating agony, sudden tears streaming down his face from the sheer pain. But... no one was watching. As for Moyan seeing it... if Moyan didn't die, he would; who gave a damn about tears? "Moyan, fuck your ancestors, turn the fire down! It hurts like hell!" "..." Moyan cursed inwardly. At this moment, Su Yu seemed to have regained his cool composure and vigor, even finding the mind to curse at him. Crucially, he never expected Su Yu would actually be burned to tears! He hadn't anticipated that in the slightest! Boom! Another round of thunderous crashes rang out. Su Yu roared in agony, tears and snot streaming down, while in his sea of will, the little fur ball continually licked Su Yu's injured apertures, consoling him: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt! Don't cry, a little lick and it won't hurt..." Su Yu had no time to respond! Slashing stroke after stroke at the cost of his Daos snapping and apertures exploding, he inflicted countless wounds upon Moyan. Blood gushed; Moyan burned most of it, but Su Yu still swept back a fair portion. Yet it was still not enough for a drop of blood essence. If this drop of blood essence wasn't potent enough, it wouldn't support Su Yu's rebirth. Even if it did, Su Yu might not recover his strength, let alone grow stronger, making the revival utterly pointless! With another barrage of deafening blasts, Su Yu swung his long saber. The saber was already cracked and battered, but he paid no attention, slashing down madly stroke after stroke. At this moment, Su Yu even actively detonated his apertures and blew up page after page of the civilization chronicle! All to wound Moyan! Moyan was forced onto the defensive by Su Yu's onslaught. Su Yu was trading ten parts injury for one part injury on Moyan—incredibly ferocious, but impossible to sustain for long. After weighing his options, Moyan decided to focus primarily on defense! He also sensed that Su Yu seemed fixated on his blood. He incinerated it continuously, burning whatever fell, yet each time, Su Yu managed to draw a bit away! Gradually, Su Yu gathered more and more blood, until a droplet resembling blood essence took shape in his hand once more. Moyan looked slightly pale and grim. Su Yu had drawn away roughly the equivalent of a drop of blood essence! Added to what came before, it was no small amount. Even so, could a single drop of blood essence truly curse him to death? Right now, Su Yu was exceptionally weak. Strictly speaking, he had fallen below forty-four Daos, while Moyan, even in his weakened state, retained forty-six Daos of power. A forty-four Dao Su Yu could curse him to death? Was the power of tribulation really that terrifying? It wasn't as if he hadn't fought Hei Lin before! Su Yu swallowed Moyan's blood into his belly in one gulp, though he did not digest it. He felt it was still not enough; he had to find a way to get a bit more blood! At this moment, countless streams of tribulation power erupted inside Su Yu! Su Yu's eyes gleamed with malice: "Moyan, you're dead! Today, I'll let you witness the true might of tribulation power!" Moyan didn't know whether tribulation power could kill him, but as for Su Yu... you can die now! In the next instant, Moyan erupted with matchless momentum. A flame flickered in his palm, carrying a chilling intent. In a flash, he crossed the void, striking a palm toward the crown of Su Yu's head! No matter how potent your tribulation power is, if I give you no chance to use it, you will still die! To seize his blood, Su Yu had suffered horrific wounds. What did he have left to fight with? From an initial gap of one Dao of power to a difference of over two Daos now, the distance between them had widened! "Don't you dare! I'll detonate myself!" Seeing him charge in, Su Yu suddenly bellowed! Self-detonation? Moyan sneered cold-bloodedly. Even if you self-detonate, what of it? He might be heavily injured, but once Su Yu died, Moyan would be invincible, and all the spoils would be his. This place was thoroughly sealed; Hei Lin and the others couldn't enter. Even if Su Yu self-detonated, he likely couldn't shatter the seal formed by the Three Gates! Su Yu had sealed all directions, and in doing so, had sealed the two of them inside! Only the one who survived and devoured the other could walk out! Moyan pressed his palm down without hesitation! Go ahead and detonate! If you detonate, it saves me the trouble and prevents any comeback. The nagging sense of danger this fellow gave him over and over had made Moyan uneasy. Su Yu gritted his teeth. I'm really detonating! However, if he self-detonated, he had to wound Moyan in the blast, ideally grabbing a bit more blood essence in the instant of detonation; otherwise, Su Yu worried that one drop might not be enough. For his rebirth now, he would surely require a massive amount of vital force! He was, after all, a top powerhouse of forty-six Daos; too little power would fall short... Just as this thought crossed his mind, Su Yu's face changed. He swiftly retreated! The fur ball! Holy shit! If I self-detonate, I might revive, but wouldn't the little fur ball be dead for sure? If I'd known, I would have sent the little guy away! Moyan laughed! Su Yu talked tough about detonating, but when push came to shove, he was scared after all—he had backed away! Only now had Su Yu remembered the fur ball, giving him a massive headache. If he self-detonated, the fur ball would definitely be blown to bits without any chance of revival. In the next second... Su Yu seemed to realize something. The fur ball, sensing Su Yu's thoughts, suddenly licked Su Yu's sea of will and chirped happily, "I want to be the spirit of the civilization chronicle!" A spirit! As long as the River did not perish, the civilization chronicle could manifest again. As the chronicle's spirit, the fur ball could reappear whenever Su Yu reassembled the civilization chronicle! The fur ball wanted to be the spirit of the civilization chronicle! Was that possible? It was! Su Yu thought rapidly. There seemed to be no other way; this little fellow had stayed by his side until the very end, and he couldn't just blow it to pieces while reviving himself, could he? Deciding in an instant, Su Yu roared. The civilization chronicle emerged once more, pulling the fur ball inside. The fur ball rejoiced! Wonderful! This way, it would have endless Dao power to lick—licking whichever it pleased! Now that was a truly unbreakable iron rice bowl! Unless the River was destroyed, it could lick for a lifetime! At this moment, with a resounding boom, Moyan struck Su Yu flying with a palm. Flames incinerated Su Yu, causing agonizing pain that made him roar madly, while Moyan sneered coldly. Weren't you going to self-detonate? So you, Su Yu, fear death too! In the past you detonated because you couldn't die, but now, you can die as well, so you chickened out! When Su Yu claimed he would detonate, Moyan had thought he truly meant it. In the end... Su Yu took his palm strike head-on without detonating at all. Laughable fool! "Su Yu, acting like this makes me look down on you even more!" Moyan thrust another palm toward Su Yu! Su Yu roared frantically: "Don't push me! If I detonate, you won't gain anything either!" "Then push you I shall!" Moyan laughed! At this moment, Su Yu seemed too naive! Boom! Another palm strike blasted out while Su Yu waited for the fur ball to become the spirit of the civilization chronicle. He slashed with his blade at the same time, suffused with the world-ending power of tribulation! The power of tribulation also served to mask impending danger. Stroke after stroke, Su Yu slashed toward Moyan, blinding Moyan's sense of crisis. The damage inflicted was minor; Su Yu's sole goal was to smother Moyan's intuition of peril! Bang! Palm after palm struck, continually shattering Su Yu's physical body. His injuries worsened, and his aura plummeted again. Moyan, however, fought with rising vigor, the amusement in his eyes growing more evident! In the end, I am the victor of the myriad realms! Kill Su Yu, swallow the River, devour the myriad realms, and become a supreme powerhouse of forty-nine or even fifty Daos! At this moment, the goal he had plotted for countless years was on the verge of fulfillment. Su Yu had no power left to resist. Boom! Upon the civilization chronicle, a spirit manifested—the fur ball. Only now did Su Yu feel relieved; had he self-detonated earlier, he would have blown the little fellow to bits. Su Yu looked at Moyan with a chilling gaze. He roared again: "You truly think I don't dare detonate?" "..." Moyan smiled. Right now, Su Yu was exceptionally weak. Go ahead and detonate; at most, Moyan would suffer minor injuries, nothing too severe. He could feel just how frail Su Yu was. Even as he felt Su Yu gathering power as if genuinely preparing to self-detonate, Moyan only grew slightly more cautious, completely unafraid. "You forced me!" Su Yu roared frantically, suddenly lunging toward Moyan! Moyan's eyes flickered. Was Su Yu really going to detonate, or was he trying to flee? The Three Gates had been sealed by Su Yu, after all; Moyan worried Su Yu might try to escape! Weighing the pros and cons, he didn't dodge. If he dodged, it was not impossible that Su Yu might burst straight through the seal of the Three Gates and flee the myriad realms. Even though this fellow had acted fearless before, when it truly came down to the final moment, who didn't fear death? Su Yu charged in swiftly, a look of despair in his eyes: "Aren't you afraid my detonation will wound you? Why aren't you dodging!" At this, Moyan laughed! "Hahaha!" Wild laughter rang across heaven and earth! Just as expected, Su Yu's true goal was to make him dodge so he could flee! But... you are not at your peak. Even if you detonate, I don't fear you! Meanwhile, Su Yu pushed his power to the absolute limit. With a trace of indignation, fury, and despair, he bellowed: "Moyan, even as a ghost, I won't let you off! I curse you—curse you to never reincarnate! I curse your Great Daos to shatter and your heaven and earth to collapse!" "Hahaha!" Moyan laughed uproariously! A ghost? At this moment, Su Yu was surprisingly naive—endearingly naive! Where would you even go to become a ghost! Boom! A cataclysmic detonation reverberated across heaven and earth. The Three Gates trembled, the surrounding space shook, and the civilization chronicle shattered. Tremendous explosive force swept in all directions. With a dull thud, Moyan was blown backward, covered in blood, a massive amount of his blood drawn away by the blast. Yet Moyan didn't care! Su Yu had detonated! His greatest rival in the myriad realms had blown himself up and perished. As for revival... Su Yu had no chance of reviving. Having wielded the Dao of Life and Death, Moyan understood Su Yu's circumstances. Su Yu had already died twice; without opening a third heaven, it was impossible for him to revive again. On this point, Moyan was entirely confident! "Hahaha!" "Su Yu, you have lost!" Moyan laughed maniacally. The winner is me! Hei Lin, Cang, Ji Tian, Zhou, Xingyu... countless foes had fallen one after another. And now, the strongest and most troublesome adversary of all, Su Yu, had detonated and died! The myriad realms belong to me! Though he coughed up blood incessantly and his wounds were far from light, he could not conceal his wild excitement. Soon, however, Moyan's gaze shifted. He suddenly sensed the power of his demonic flame fluctuating wildly! Su Yu's dying curse? His demonic flame could only revive him once, yet now, a power of revival suddenly rippled through his demonic flame. Moyan's face changed again. What was going on? A curse? Su Yu's dying curse? He had merely yelled those words; could a curse truly have taken effect? He didn't believe it! Yet the fluctuations in his demonic flame were unmistakable. Coughing up blood, Moyan's expression warped repeatedly. What was happening? Anxiety gripped him, and in the next moment, his face drained of color! Right before him, a silhouette rapidly coalesced, its aura surging with terrifying speed. Su Yu looked dazed at first, then thrilled, before turning into wild ecstasy! It had actually worked! At this moment, his aura instantly restored to its peak—the peak of forty-six Daos—and even seemed on the verge of stepping further forward, though it lacked a sliver of vital force, falling just shy! Of course, once he killed Moyan, it would be more than enough! "Moyan, long time no see!" Moyan's face twisted in horror. Revival! Revived once again! No, he revived using my power! Yes, using my Dao power! How is that possible?! Moyan could scarcely believe it. Fighting Su Yu up to this point had drained much of his blood essence, and his strength was a shadow of its former self. After Su Yu's detonation, which wounded him significantly, his current strength hovered at barely forty-five Daos. And Su Yu had overtaken him! "Impossible..." "Naive!" This time, it was Su Yu's turn to call him naive. In the next instant, a long saber materialized. Into this blade merged the power of countless apertures and the power of Great Daos, forming a Dao battle technique far stronger than before! Restored to his peak, under Moyan's shocked gaze, Su Yu slashed downward! Boom! An earth-shattering blast rang out, shaking all four quarters! Rumble! With a deafening crash, Moyan's physical body was cleaved cleanly in two. A single flame flickered into view—the foundation of Moyan, the Heavenly Demonic Flame endowed with the power of rebirth! "No..." Moyan's voice burst from within the flame, filled with indignation and despair. How could this be! Su Yu had actually used his power to revive, slaying him with his own Dao—this was the ultimate indignity, the deepest despair! At this moment, Su Yu reached out, and the shattered civilization chronicle reformed and manifested once more. The civilization chronicle merged into the long saber. Su Yu channeled all his power, all his Daos, all his aperture strength, and the power of the River into the saber. Moyan, it is time for you to die! "Open Heaven Slash!" With a fierce cry, Su Yu cleaved toward the flame! No matter how strong you are, you still have to drink my footwater! Die! "Su Yu!" Moyan's roar resonated: I refuse to accept this! I was not defeated by you—I was brought down by my own power! I lost to myself! Boom! The saber struck down, carrying every ounce of Su Yu's power. As the blade fell, the flame began to shatter, began to snuff out. With a colossal boom, the flame that had illuminated heaven and earth shattered completely, utterly extinguished! Moyan's furious roars echoed endlessly in the void! Victory had been within his grasp, only to be slain by Su Yu in the final moment; he could not accept it! Boom! The flame disintegrated entirely! And Su Yu's long saber also shattered in that instant. At this moment, a relieved smile spread across Su Yu's face. In the next second, with a heavy thud, Su Yu collapsed! I won! Filled with deep satisfaction, Su Yu fell. A moment later, the little fur ball anxiously emerged from the civilization chronicle: "Yummy..." Is he dead? Just as the little fur ball grew panicked, the sound of snoring echoed through the void. He fell asleep! Having slain Moyan with that single strike, Su Yu had fallen asleep the instant he collapsed. He paid no mind to the shattered power of Moyan, letting it swirl freely through the void. The little fur ball sensed him and breathed a sigh of relief—he wasn't dead! Moments later, the little fur ball transformed into the civilization chronicle, sweeping up all the scattered energy within the portal space and gathering Moyan's shattered physical body along with it, thoroughly satisfied! There was food! Su Yu had promised to give it to Wen Yu, but no way—it had to hide it away! In the next moment, delighted and content, the little fur ball hopped onto Su Yu's face and lay upon his forehead. Its eyes blinked happily, and gradually, it began dozing off, sinking into a deep slumber. Snores drifted from the little fur ball's nose as well—time for sleepy-sleep! At this moment, one man and one ball both snored, drifting through the void. In that entire expanse, only their snoring remained. It was the sound of utter contentment! At this moment, what did increasing one's strength matter? What did controlling the River matter? What did pacifying the myriad realms matter? None of it compared to a great, blissful dream! One man and one ball slept just like that. Brimming with boundless satisfaction! Bubbles floated up around Su Yu's head, and inside each bubble was another Su Yu, every one of them sleeping and snoring. And the little fur ball was also present in every single bubble, sleeping, occasionally sticking out its tongue to lick Su Yu's head before continuing to snore. ... At this moment, the myriad realms were completely silent. The sounds of battle had ceased. After a long time, the myriad realms still stood. Everyone looked up at the sky. Nothing could be seen above, the portals remaining as before, except for the faint rumble of thunder vibrating through the air! The sound of thunder! Rhythmic thunder! The Human Sovereign, the Lord of Dead Spirits, King Wen... Powerhouse after powerhouse stared up into the sky for a long, long time. One day, two days, three days... They watched endlessly, standing like statues. No one knew how much time had passed before someone asked with difficulty, "Did he... win?" Did Su Yu win? No one knew! There was only boundless silence; the battle seemed to have ended long ago. Far away, in a small city. Inside an old, modest two-story house, a rich aroma drifted through the air. Within the room, Su Long looked up at the sky and smiled. He won! It was just... he had fallen asleep. That sound of thunder was his snoring. His son was simply too tired. Since the age of six, he had never once had a full night's sleep. He was too tired. Prisoner of the myriad realms, overlord of the myriad realms—in truth, he cared for none of it. Whether prisoner or overlord, what did it matter? "I'm at home... waiting for you!" Su Long murmured, a brilliant smile spreading across his face. Keep sleeping; the only pity was that there was still no daughter-in-law. "Brat... don't sleep too long. If you sleep too long, those girls will all grow old..." Grinning, a bright smile spread across Su Long's face. It was a smile identical to Su Yu's. The savory fragrance of braised pork lingered as he waited, waiting for his son to return.