Chapter 3581 - Two Forces Join in Union, Creating All Things

Tianming had to act decisively to prevent his opponents from opening a portal to the Xenoworld and escaping. His opponents were simply too strong. It had taken tremendous effort to lure them here, and there was no room for hesitation.

After killing one, there was no turning back. To stop his enemies from fleeing, Tianming had to be faster and more ruthless.

The blue-haired wonderian couple had barely gotten a word out before Tianming's quick and decisive blade had ended them.

The Pentaphase Heaven Wonder Formation collapsed after one pair fell in battle, freeing Tianming from its restraints. The grand lexicon wonder burst forth, transforming into a dazzling array of thousands of words that instantly locked down the battlefield.

“Wei Lan!”

The remaining wonderians’ eyes burned with rage and grief. Their minds buzzed with shock. This was the Lower Star Ruins, yet a super-zenith cultivator had fallen here!

“This brat....” Their eyes twitched and their hearts sank.

“Join forces! Surround and kill him!” they cried out in panic, their expressions drastically changing. The way they looked at Tianming now carried a trace of fear.

But Tianming didn’t wait. He charged at them even faster, now truly a wolf among sheep without the suppression of the formation. And the supposedly supreme super-zenith cultivators were nothing but sheep before him.

He split the Grand-Orient Sword into two swords, one gold and one black. The power of an emperor and totems poured into them. Having swapped to dual blades, his combat style shifted from overwhelming dominance to a nightmare of relentless, efficient slaughter. His speed increased and his swordplay grew fiercer.

Yin-Yang Immemorial Art! It was a maniverse-class battle technique from the Yin-Yang World and one of the two strongest battle techniques in the astralscape.

Two forces join in union, creating all things! That was the first fold of the Yin-Yang Immemorial Art, Heavenly Wheel.

As the swords moved, the black and gold blades joined together to form a gold-and-black Yin-Yang Heavenly Wheel. The wheel, formed of boundless sword intent, rapidly expanded to an enormous size. It was larger than the fiery star river from before, but it was also faster, deadlier, and more difficult to dodge.

“What’s that!?” Two wonderians—four individuals in pairs—were targeted by Tianming’s attack. The Heavenly Wheel fell upon them, the strike far eclipsing the second fold of the Greatsun Suishen Art. Yin and Yang formed a cycle, with one strike seamlessly following another.

The four wonderians used their wonders to protect their astrons, and their artifacts, bearing the power of wood and earth, formed a barrier of sword ki to counter Tianming's strike.

The result: annihilation.

Tianming’s power exceeded their imagination. When the Yin-Yang Immemorial Art was unleashed, its profound and deadly sword intent had sealed their fate. The four wonders instantly shattered, and Tianming fell upon them, slashing with his twin blades. Two swift strikes left heads flying and bodies shattered in his wake.

“No! Stop! We can talk this out!”

“Help!”

Desperate cries filled the air, but neither wonder-fortified astrons nor a specter’s body could endure the Grand-Orient Sword.

Six of ten wonderians had fallen. The final outcome was inevitable. One was a gold-haired wonderian, the other a red-haired one.

The two remaining wonderians were utterly devastated and their faces were ashen. The red-haired wonderian was entangled by the grand lexicon wonder, while the gold-haired one was trying his best to open a xenogate.

“You think this is somewhere you can come and go as you please?” Tianming sneered, charging forward once again.

Even super-zenith cultivators were as fragile as paper before the frenzied Galaxy Emperor.

The red-haired wonderian, gripped by despair, was struck down by the combined might of Tianming’s Pentagram Suishen Art.

Meanwhile, the gold-haired wonderian managed to open a xenogate! “Boy, you’ll pay for this! My wonderians will—” Before he could finish, two sword tips plunged through his chest.

“Get back here!” Tianming swung his swords, simultaneously pulling the gold-haired man back and shattering the gate.

“You!” The gold-haired man glared, his face twisted with rage. His body shone like golden metal. Despite his injuries, he sneered, “You may be strong, but we’re mere low-level warriors of the wonderians. By provoking us, you’ve doomed yourself!”

“At least it soothes my heart to see you die first.” Tianming was suspicious of this man secretly sending a message to his race and unleashed another Heavenly Wheel without hesitation.

“No! You can’t—” The Heavenly Wheel shredded him, obliterating the last super-zenith combatant. His golden corpse shattered into countless fragments before Tianming, turning into a cascade of golden particles.

“Dead!” With the final foe defeated, Tianming’s frenzied heart gradually calmed. “Let’s hope nothing was leaked....”

Today had undoubtedly been his most harrowing day yet. However, Tianming hadn’t had a choice in his actions; the wonderian race was far too dangerous. Their ability to infiltrate and mastery of formations was terrifying.

Tianming had no idea what other tricks they might have.

“They even knew about the death of their divine servant. How could they not notice the deaths of these five divine envoys? I must immediately return to Wondrium and find a way to sever that massive stareye!”

He hadn’t foreseen this outcome. Now, there was no turning back.

But before leaving, he meticulously collected the fragments of the ten wonderians’ bodies scattered across the void. He also took their spatial rings and cosmic artifacts. They were all potential keys to breaking through the crisis.

“I’m now fabulously rich,” he muttered.