Eternal Time and Space

Chapter 28 The Battle of Speed

On the battlefield below, the two armies fighting fiercely were forced to retreat repeatedly by this oppressive force. Countless warriors involuntarily retreated to the outer perimeter, and a blank area with a diameter of a million miles appeared on the originally crowded battlefield, and no one dared to step into it.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, the standoff between Moyun and Jidu also began.

Jidu's hand rested on the hilt of his sword, his gaze sharp as a blade, fixed intently on Moyun. His black robe fluttered gently in the wind, his aura constantly contracting, suppressed to its extreme.

Mo Yun stood with his hands behind his back, his golden robes motionless in the wind. His face was cold and stern, with a natural sharpness between his brows and eyes. Above his head, a thirty-six-petaled silver-white lotus slowly rotated, its petals layered upon each other, as if countless layers of time and space were superimposed. Within the lotus, billions of stars shone brightly, and the sun, moon and stars revolved within it, endlessly repeating.

Neither of them moved.

Ji Du was waiting. His swordsmanship emphasized a single, fatal strike. He would not draw his sword unless it was absolutely necessary, and he was waiting for Mo Yun to reveal a weakness.

Mo Yun was also waiting, waiting for Ji Du to draw his sword. The battle a thousand years ago gave him a general understanding of Ji Du's swordsmanship: extreme speed. Now that Ji Du had surpassed the Great Luo Golden Immortal, he wanted to see Ji Du's true strength.

The sounds of battle below were deafening, but the two people above remained motionless like statues. The wind seemed to freeze between them, the light seemed to stand still, and even time seemed to slow down.

Without warning, Jidu moved.

No one could see Jidu's movements clearly. Jidu's hand seemed to never leave the sword hilt, and the sword seemed to never be drawn. But a dark sword light had already torn through the sky, crossed time and space, and pierced into the dazzling starlight that exploded in front of Moyun.

The void was torn open like a piece of cloth, split in the middle, the cut as smooth as a mirror, rolling up and down. Where the sword light passed, the starlight was split in two, and several petals of the lotus were cut off, with silvery-white light scattering everywhere.

It was faster than imagined; the sword light was more than ten thousand times faster than in their last encounter.

Even with Mo Yun's cultivation level, he couldn't catch the trajectory of the sword with his naked eye. He only saw the void crack open before the sword light arrived in front of him. If the Star Sea World hadn't been constantly operating within the lotus, automatically opening a layer of starlight barrier, the sword would have already pierced his brow.

When his sword missed, Jidu subtly twisted his wrist, a seemingly insignificant movement, but the consequences were terrifying.

Thousands upon thousands of jet-black sword lights exploded at the same moment, like a black galaxy pouring out from the tip of Jidu's sword. Each sword light was extremely sharp and extremely fast. The sword lights were like a storm, like an inverted celestial river, piercing into the surging starlight around Moyun from all directions.

Tear!

The starlight and silver radiance were torn apart and shattered layer by layer. The stars that evolved from the star sea world exploded one by one in the sword light, turning into stardust that filled the sky.

The light of the Big Dipper was severed, the trajectory of the Southern Dipper was disrupted, and the starlight of Venus, Mars, and Mercury dimmed amidst the sword light. Ketu's sword, like a black dragon, rampaged through the sea of ​​stars, tearing everything apart and severing everything.

The clanging sound of the sword echoed through the sea of ​​stars, causing starlight to split and stars to retreat, as if even the starlight feared the sharpness of the sword.

The tip of the Ten Deadly Swords emerged from the shattered starlight, piercing straight into Mo Yun's heart.

At the tip of the sword, a grayish-white light of death condensed into a single point. If this sword were to strike, not only would the physical body die, but the soul would also die, and even the very existence itself would be erased by death.

The tip of the sword was only a millimeter away from Mo Yun's heart.

Just then, a golden light flashed.

The space-time before Jidu's eyes distorted at that moment. He clearly saw his sword pierce Moyun's heart, clearly felt the tip of the sword cutting into flesh, but in the next instant, Moyun's figure appeared a hundred feet behind him. The golden robe on his chest was completely intact, without even a wrinkle.

His sword, which he thought would surely hit, missed its mark.

The sword light of the Ten Deadly Swords pierced through the void and slashed towards the distant battlefield. The sword light was like a black ribbon that stretched from the sky to the ground, cutting the ferocious beast army and the allied forces of all races that were fighting in the middle.

On the earth, a sword mark that was so long and deep that it seemed to pierce through the entire wasteland. The soil on both sides of the sword mark was burned into glass-like crystals by the sword light. Countless ferocious beasts and warriors of all races were swallowed up by the aftershocks of this sword, turning into nothingness before they could even scream.

Jidu turned around and looked at Moyun, who was a hundred feet behind him, his brows furrowed tightly.

Mo Yun stood with his hands behind his back, his golden robes fluttering in the wind. He looked at Ji Du, a smile appearing on his cold and stern face, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

"Your sword is fast," Mo Yun said, his voice clear and resonant like the clash of metal, "but my speed is not slow either."

Looking at Jidu, Mo Yun's eyes flashed even brighter.

"Want to have a competition?"

The words fell.

Jidu attacked without warning. There was no reply, no pause, no foreshadowing. Moyun's voice was still echoing in the air when Jidu's sword was already thrust out. The dark sword light was like a bolt of lightning, aimed straight for Moyun's throat.

Mo Yun's figure also disappeared at the same time.

The sword light pierced through the afterimage left behind by Mo Yun. Before the afterimage could dissipate, Mo Yun had already appeared tens of thousands of miles away. Ji Du's figure followed closely behind, transforming into a streak of black lightning. He thrust out his sword again, and Mo Yun disappeared once more. Ji Du pursued him once more.

Both of them were moving at their maximum speed.

A Great Luo Golden Immortal's divine sense is enough to cover a radius of millions of miles, and can see the smallest details in an instant. However, even a Great Luo Golden Immortal's divine sense could not capture Jidu's sword light and Moyun's figure. They could only see two beams of light, one black and one gold, chasing, intersecting, and colliding in the void. Each collision exploded into a dazzling flame. Before the flames dissipated, the two had already appeared in another place tens of thousands of miles away.

As Mo Yun's figure flashed, he traversed layers of space, his footsteps landing on the void. With each step, the space beneath his feet folded on its own, and billions of miles of mountains and rivers were traversed in a mere ten-millionth of a moment by Mo Yun's feet.

Jidu's sword was equally swift; its dark light sliced ​​through the void like a black lightning bolt, closely following Moyun.

Where the sword light passed, the clouds were split open, the cut as smooth as a mirror; the mountain peaks were cut in half, the break as neat as cutting tofu; the great river was cut in half, the water surging upwards, the shockwaves brought by the sword light rising thousands of feet into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the two had disappeared from the battlefield.

Amidst the vast sea of ​​clouds, two streaks of light flashed by, and a jet-black lightning bolt sliced ​​through the boundless sea of ​​clouds. The clouds surged and rolled to both sides, as if the ocean had been split in two. Countless birds and spirit beasts dwelling in the sea of ​​clouds were startled and, before they could fly away, were cleaved into pieces by the aftershocks of the sword light.

A golden light streaked across the clouds, moving freely through the sea of ​​clouds. Wherever the golden light passed, the sea of ​​clouds was torn apart by the sudden gust of wind, turning into countless fragments that drifted away. Before the fragments could even land, the golden light had already broken out of the sea of ​​clouds and rushed towards the higher heavens.