Bi Feng Bi Luo

Chapter 490 Warring Dragon Demon Heaven (Part One)

Chen Tian and Long Mo Tian looked at each other, their bodies radiating a palpable aura. The waves of energy generated by their clashing presences spread for hundreds of miles. Since they were now in a void, there were no destructive phenomena. Long Mo Tian said coldly, "Interesting. If I'm not mistaken, you've fused two different powers, which has led to a force that can contend with mine, correct?"

"Clever. But unfortunately, only one of us will survive today."

"Wrong. Only I will survive. You two will die."

Long Mo Tian spoke with arrogance. Chen Tian shook his head, extended his index finger, and vanished from his spot. Long Mo Tian stepped forward. In the center of the void, Chen Tian and Long Mo Tian's index and middle fingers collided. Waves of energy billowed behind both of them, expanding like a shield. Chen Tian and Long Mo Tian were merely clashing fingers; in the outside world, such a confrontation would likely have annihilated it.

Chen Tian bent his finger and flicked it slightly, increasing the force. Long Mo Tian did the same. Both retreated a few steps. The superior fighter was evident as Long Mo Tian retreated fewer steps than Chen Tian. Chen Tian had not won the initial clash. This was intentional. Chen Tian had calculated many scenarios, and this was the only way to kill Long Mo Tian. Otherwise, he had no chance. With their powers equal, Chen Tian had no advantage. Moreover, he needed time to familiarize himself with the immense power he now wielded. Being at a disadvantage in the early exchanges was normal. According to Chen Tian's plan, the situation was now six-four in Long Mo Tian's favor. Once he adapted to the power, it would be a fifty-fifty fight, and the outcome would change.

"Boy, this power isn't truly yours yet. Before you fully adapt, I'm confident I can kill you."

Long Mo Tian was inwardly shocked. The fused ability Chen Tian displayed was something he had never witnessed in all the myriad worlds. However, this only fueled his greed. If he could master such a technique, he would be invincible in the Sacred God Realm, capable of killing gods and demons alike.

Chen Tian remained silent. He extended his finger and transformed into a stream of light. His two fingers closed together and slashed. Space shattered, and the Blade of Annihilation descended. His fingers were wreathed in gray and black energy. As his fingers struck down, Long Mo Tian extended two fingers, flicked them, and a shield of pure black light enveloped him. Chen Tian's fingers met the shield without any impact.

Chen Tian was unfazed. Two of his fingers shot out a beam of light that whistled through the shield and hurtled towards Long Mo Tian. Long Mo Tian extended his fingers and shot out black light. With a bang, an explosion erupted, engulfing both Chen Tian and Long Mo Tian.

As the explosion subsided, Chen Tian continued his offensive, his fingers darting out in rapid succession from various angles. Long Mo Tian, meanwhile, casually waved his fingers, effortlessly deflecting Chen Tian's attacks.

The longer the battle raged, the more familiar Chen Tian became with his power. His control over his two fingers became perfect. In the blink of an eye, his attacks escalated to using three fingers, descending like a blade. Long Mo Tian casually blocked with his arm.

Long Mo Tian praised, "Not bad, not bad. You've adapted to the power within you so quickly. You are indeed a genius."

In Long Mo Tian's eyes, Chen Tian was a prodigy. He had mastered the power of two fingers in mere minutes and was now adapting to the strength of three. All of this had happened in just a few minutes.

In the Sacred God Realm, such familiarization would take years, and even then, only a small portion of the power would be mastered.

Yet, Chen Tian had achieved it in minutes. It was no wonder Long Mo Tian called him a genius. Although geniuses were commonplace in the Sacred God Realm, receiving praise from Long Mo Tian was no small feat.

Chen Tian's expression remained calm, as if the praise meant nothing to him. His hand blade descended, seemingly capable of cleaving through the heavens and earth. The void was torn in half where it struck. Long Mo Tian raised his arm, blocking the seemingly unstoppable hand blade. The attack, despite its might, failed to advance an inch against Long Mo Tian's arm.

Long Mo Tian scoffed, "Give up. I've fully mastered the power. I was merely testing you. You are no match for me."

"Is that so?"

A smile played on Chen Tian's lips. His fingers transformed into a palm, which he slapped onto Long Mo Tian's arm. Long Mo Tian's arm throbbed with pain and trembled. He staggered back a few steps.

"You've mastered the power of a palm so quickly? How is that possible!"

Long Mo Tian's exclamation revealed his disbelief. How could Chen Tian have mastered the strength of a palm in such a short time? The battle had only lasted a few minutes.

"It merely shows you are like a frog in a well. For me, mastering power is hardly a challenge."

Chen Tian spoke as if it were the easiest thing in the world. Was it difficult to master this power? Chen Tian had instantly mastered chaotic energy. Mastering this power was even simpler.

Chaos gave birth to all things. To master chaos was to master the energy of all creation. Above chaos lay the primordial chaos. To master the primordial chaos was to master the power of the universe.

Before the Primordial Chaos, Chaos was supreme!

"Boy, it seems I need to get serious with you."

"You should have done so long ago. Are you still testing me?"

"Since I'm getting serious, prepare to die."

As Chen Tian and Long Mo Tian exchanged words, their auras clashed head-on. Chen Tian unleashed a seemingly gentle palm strike, but it contained terrifying cosmic energy, enough to shock the heavens and earth. Long Mo Tian clenched his left fist, black energy swirling around it. His aura and the black energy merged and poured into his fist. He threw a punch, and with a clang, they collided. Chen Tian staggered back one step, while Long Mo Tian retreated half a step.

Long Mo Tian knew he couldn't give Chen Tian any opportunities. He had to kill him before Chen Tian fully adapted to the power. At worst, he could imprison Chen Tian's soul and claim his secrets.

The thought made him gleeful.

His figure blurred, splitting into thousands of afterimages. Chen Tian's eyes glowed with a nine-colored light. A silhouette flashed to his left, and a beam of light grazed his hair. Chen Tian exclaimed, "Thankfully, I have the Divine Eye and absolute evasion. Otherwise, that palm strike would have ended me."

He shuddered at the thought. If that palm had struck his head, it would have undoubtedly exploded. Fortunately, Chen Tian had evaded it just in time.

As the thousands of afterimages swirled, Chen Tian stepped forward, and thousands of clones appeared. The afterimages were constantly dispelled by the clones. Long Mo Tian continued his assault, but Chen Tian's body always evaded his moves. It was uncanny. He was always just a hair's breadth away. Why?

After his thousands of afterimages were dispersed by Chen Tian's clones, they merged back into Chen Tian's body. Chen Tian struck out with both palms. This time, Chen Tian saw Long Mo Tian's attack trajectory. His palms met Long Mo Tian's, and a figure flew backward – it was Long Mo Tian.

Long Mo Tian stabilized himself, planting his feet firmly. He admitted he had underestimated the young man. His killing intent surged. He could no longer hold back; he had to kill Chen Tian.

Against an enemy like this, one could not be soft-hearted. Even if Chen Tian possessed secrets, Long Mo Tian no longer cared. He would go all out.

His entire being erupted with power, a rainbow of energy shooting towards the void. Chen Tian murmured, "Unreserved, no longer holding back?"

Chen Tian understood Long Mo Tian's intentions. He had not used his full power in their previous exchanges, meaning he had been holding back. After all, Chen Tian possessed many secrets, and if he were killed in an instant, those secrets would be lost.

Chen Tian could discern much from Long Mo Tian's eyes. What was once hesitation had now solidified into resolve. Long Mo Tian intended to go all out to kill Chen Tian.

Everything was unfolding according to Chen Tian's calculations. He had foreseen this scenario minutes ago and was currently cooperating with Long Mo Tian.

To act the part, one must be convincing. Chen Tian would not reveal his true hand until the very end. To defeat Long Mo Tian, he had to continue playing along. The entire battle was within Chen Tian's control.

"Boy, I admit you have some skill. But now I'm serious, and I will find a way to obtain your secrets."

Long Mo Tian's aura vanished. Chen Tian looked left and right. Long Mo Tian had disappeared. The void fell silent.

Within the space-time of the void, Chen Tian and Long Mo Tian appeared in a temporal rift. Here, time flowed 30,000 times faster than in the outside world. Spatial and temporal energies permeated this realm, making it impossible to break through.

The two figures clashed within the temporal rift. Chen Tian's fists were imbued with various powers – all the powers from the Divine Realm, all the powers from the Cultivation Realm, and the powers of the Evil Oracle. The convergence of these three forces was not a simple addition; it was a multiplicative increase.

Their fists met, and neither relented. It was a draw, but this was Chen Tian cooperating with Long Mo Tian. It was not yet time.

Waves of energy exploded from their collision, and both Chen Tian and Long Mo Tian vanished. Chen Tian struck first – or rather, kicked. He raised his left leg. Long Mo Tian extended his right arm, caught Chen Tian's left leg, and threw it aside. Then, clenching his fists, he swung them towards Chen Tian's face. Chen Tian bent his body backward, arching over his own head, and the fists narrowly missed his face.

Long Mo Tian marveled inwardly, "Such swift reflexes!"

He was astounded by Chen Tian's ability to dodge his attacks. His reflexes were incredibly fast. His attacks always fell short by a hair's breadth. Long Mo Tian couldn't understand where he was going wrong. Normally, his attacks were flawless.

With absolute evasion, Chen Tian could easily dodge Long Mo Tian's attacks. However, he was currently managing the timing of his releases. Releasing it too early would be pointless.

His formidable computational ability allowed him to foresee every move, attack pattern, and defensive strategy Long Mo Tian employed. The next attack, its target, timing, and location – Chen Tian had calculated countless scenarios.

In the past, calculating such vast scenarios would have caused his brain to explode. After his fusion, Chen Tian's divine sense had increased exponentially, multiplying several hundredfold. Calculating countless scenarios was now a trivial matter.

Chen Tian had already calculated the events ten minutes into the future. If he were to speak of it, no one would believe him. It was akin to foreseeing the future.