CHAPTER 368: CHAPTER 338: CHU YI’S MOTHER-IN-LAW?

The sword and halberd were like fangs, repeatedly piercing through Chu Yi’s body; the frost froze, even stopping the time in this world.

Battles involving the Radiant Moon level could begin to grasp the manipulation of causality and time, fundamentally due to the authority of the Radiant Moon as the Master of the World.

Yet, the Merfolk King’s bloodline was special, capable of solidifying time. The moment he retaliated, he froze the time around Chu Yi, launching another series of deadly strikes.

The white snow glistened, and an iceberg emerged a thousand feet above the sea, with dozens of thick spears thrusting haphazardly at a solitary figure in the center.

"Able to pull my soul, yet intervening from outside causality—what faction of the Netherworld does he belong to?"

The Merfolk King was startled, hurriedly repairing his soul.

His soul had been dragged out; if not for the steadfastness of the highest Radiant Moon, his soul might have split instead of countering in time.

"Is this the extent of your skills?"

A puzzled voice came through as Chu Yi, skewered like skewers, tilted his head. The Hall of Yama bore all the damage, causing the hall to shake violently, yet no harm was done.

The ten halls of Yama, Divine Power, [Iron Mask].

Bam!

With a crack, the glacier forged by the Mighty Power shattered.

He truly felt nothing, his figure twisting, escaping from the control of frozen time, wielding the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in hand, his aura violent, coldly glaring at the horrified Merfolk King.

"No, it’s impossible! How did you escape the ice prison? I clearly locked the time!"

Before the Merfolk King could finish, his figure melted like a bubble; his true form had long fled.

No Radiant Moon-level individual is foolish; outside causality, out of control, only a fool would remain.

Only by determining causality and with ten percent certainty would they make a move.

But he was one step too late.

The night suddenly darkened, the sea of clouds churned violently, winds howling as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner ascended to the sky, transforming into an endless night cloud, radiating for hundreds of miles, replacing the black sky.

The darkness became tangible, under the blessing of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Chu Yi’s aura surged, transcending the mortal barrier between the Dawn Star and Radiant Moon in an instant, as if ascending to a higher dimension.

Overwhelming power, wantonly flamboyant, with just a thought, he could shape mountains and rivers, fill the seas to create lands, pluck stars and seize moons—marvelously unparalleled.

"I have captured the sinner’s soul into the grand hall, awaiting judgment!"

[Creating Something Out of Nothing] activated, deriving rules that imprinted the facts that transpired in this world.

On Chu Yi’s command, the Merfolk King fleeing in the black sky suddenly envisioned a scene in his mind: diving into the deep sea to evade calamity, only to be ensnared by a vast hand, with his entire soul extracted to appear in a grand hall in a blink.

Yet, even as he delved into the deep sea, being of Radiant Moon status, he only halted with more than half his soul flying out, fleeing into the depths.

Even so, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner demonstrated its mighty power, severely wounding his soul, fragments exploding like glistening fish scales.

"If only the Divine Hand had fully evolved, it would be simple."

Chu Yi extended his hand, enclosing the soul fragments of the Merfolk King into his kitchen.

[Merfolk King’s Soul (Fragment)*4]

Radiant Moon, wise to causality, cautious, could only attempt a strong kill by weaving a vast web of causality unnoticed by the opponent.

"Radiant Moon-level material! If I had taken him down, I’d acquire a portion, or even multiple portions of Radiant Moon material to craft other 4-star banquet dishes."

"Alas, causality can’t be forced."

"Letting the opponent escape, could it be part of the Royal Court’s preordained outcome, rendering me fruitless?"

Chu Yi retracted the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, sensitively perceiving the dwindling past time placed upon him.

Even if he could have killed the Merfolk King, he would certainly ensure he returns in advance.

You take a treasure, making you extra profit—how could that be possible?

Chu Yi understood that he was being manipulated, yet he still had to meddle with the past causality, creating trouble for that individual from the Royal Court.

"Time? I have it too."

His black hair fluttered, obscuring his Clock Eye under flowing strands. The twelve gods’ phantoms remained still, and in the center, the dragon with twelve scarlet eyes abruptly opened its dragon pupils, unleashing the power absorbed from the River of Time, extending the past time, prolonging his stay.

Speaking of the Clock Eye, one must mention the skill [Golden Feast], long filled with twelve deities.

Yet, it all came at the cost of one’s life, severing the past, allowing the temporal taboo to usurp oneself, self-castration, a heaven-defying skill that harms one hundred, but damages oneself by a thousand!

Chu Yi dared not use it, nor could he dispel it, but reluctantly let this bunch of freeloaders mooch and stuff themselves, planning to eradicate these wastes once fully evolved.

Damn!

...

Bam!

The night seethed turbulently, with hundreds of azure ice columns smashing through the Moon God’s chariot defense, tilting numerous pavilions, dissipating their spiritual light, rendering them ineffective.

But with one Merfolk King departed, the originally assured trap of causality turned uncertain.

The strength of the two Merfolk Kings evidently paled compared to the first. Backed by distinct sources of World Power, they transformed into marshlands, yet fought evenly with the Moon God’s chariot.

However, as one battlefront opened, both sides’ attention immediately shifted.

The youth waved his banner, dragging the battlefield into eternal night. The Merfolk King fled at first sight, letting out a piercing scream, clearly suffering a loss.

"Who is he? A king from the Netherworld, come to seize the Moon God’s heritage? This isn’t right!"

"Possessing methods against souls, even the ice prison couldn’t confine him; he must be the Nether King’s capable subordinate. This assassination fails here; retreat!"

"Better to probe first."

The two Merfolk Kings exchanged telepathic thoughts, filled with dread.

Three Radiant Moons collaborated on an assassination plot, with support from the mastermind behind the scenes, only to retreat in defeat. How could this be accepted?

Yet the Netherworld, they could not provoke!

With Radiant Moon fallen, souls returning to the Netherworld, regardless of former might, before the Netherworld’s king, one remains a dead dog.

Preparing to exit gracefully, they even intended to exchange words with Chu Yi.

In the Moon God’s chariot, a woman in a tattered white dress, a glimpse of snow-white skin revealed, clasped her hands, holding a pearl, large as a jade disk, brimming with moonlight like a bowl of clear water.

The moon water rippled reflecting the image of a Merfolk King, conspiring with his companion.

Lady Moon Grace’s eyes were cold as she locked onto the phantom in the pearl with her jade-like fingers, decisively slicing across.

At the same time.

The Merfolk King lurking in the sea of clouds split from head to toe with a bloodied fissure, mumbling at the corner of his mouth in his companion’s frozen smile, bewildered.

Sizzle...

Countless cracks burst from within, the Radiant Moon status shattered, rendering him a mass of flesh like he had been thrown into a meat grinder, instantly turning into mincemeat.

Having lost the status, the Merfolk King’s body instantly expanded, growing hair reeking of fish like seaweed spreading, covering miles of the sea, jet-black tentacles, murky white eyes, mottled scales writhing madly on the ocean surface.

With Radiant Moon fallen, losing the status, the body turned bizarre.

The second Merfolk King was terrified, transcending causality, belonging to a Mighty Power of the gods; he turned tail and fled, fearing he would meet the same fate in the next moment.

After killing the Merfolk King, Lady Moon Grace grew weak, her body drenched in fragrant perspiration, an exotic aroma lingering.

She held her daughter’s tiny hand, sitting on a long bench in a pavilion, reclining against it, her elegant face wearied, yet her gaze icy cold, staring at the youth boarding the chariot.

Is she the mother-in-law?

So grand, so fierce, and so tempting!

Chu Yi was on edge, having naturally witnessed the scene where the Merfolk King was slain, the explosive aura terrifying beyond compare, instantaneously disregarding causality, erasing a Radiant Moon existence.

This was a warning, a demonstration of power.