Myth Beyond Heaven



Yun Lintian stood his ground, his expression calm and focused as the shadowy figures closed in. He could sense the malevolent energy emanating from them, a chilling reminder of the true nature of the Venerable Shadow.

With a surge of power, Yun Lintian unleashed a torrent of elemental flames, the Golden Crow, Divine Phoenix, and Vermilion Bird essences intertwining and merging, creating a symphony of destruction that filled the pocket dimension.

The flames danced and swirled around him, their heat scorching the shadows and dispersing their forms.

He weaved through the onslaught, his movements a blur of motion as he evaded their attacks and countered with devastating blows of his own. His fists, infused with the strength of the Law of Metal, shattered the shadowy figures, their forms dissolving into wisps of darkness. The Law of Lightning crackled around his body, its energy arcing and flashing, electrifying his every movement. With each strike, bolts of lightning erupted from his fists, piercing through the shadows and leaving behind trails of shimmering light.

The Law of Wind howled around him, its gusts buffeting the shadowy figures and disrupting their attacks. Yun Lintian's movements became even more fluid, his agility enhanced by the wind's unpredictable currents.

Yin Ye watched with a cold smile as Yun Lintian struggled against his shadow army. He wanted to see what else Yun Lintian had up his sleeve. The Great Law of Death shouldn't be This final trump card.

Yun Lintian's breath grew ragged, his energy reserves dwindling rapidly. He knew that he could not maintain this onslaught for much longer. He needed to find a way to break through Yin Ye's defenses, to strike at the true Venerable Shadow and end this battle once and for all.

As he fought, his mind raced, searching for a solution, a strategy that could turn the tide of the battle. He needed to find a way to pinpoint Yin Ye's true location, to distinguish him from his countless shadow avatars.

With a surge of willpower, Yun Lintian channeled the full extent of his mastery over the Law of Space. The pocket dimension trembled violently, its boundaries warping and twisting as he wove intricate patterns of spatial energy, creating a complex web of spatial distortions that permeated the entire dimension.

Yun Lintian's idea was simple. He wanted to create spatial distortions that would disrupt Yin Ye's connection to the shadows, forcing him to reveal his true form.

The shadowy figures, their movements disrupted by the shifting space, faltered, their attacks losing their precision and coordination. Yin Ye, his connection to the shadows weakened, felt a flicker of surprise.

He realized that Yun Lintian was no longer simply reacting to his attacks. He was actively manipulating the battlefield, turning the very environment against him.

"Impressive," Yin Ye said, his voice laced with a grudging admiration. "You've finally figured -out, huh?"

But his smile quickly turned into a sneer. "However, you are still too weak to defeat me."

He vanished once more, his form dissolving into the surrounding darkness. But this time, Yun Lintian was ready.

He focused his senses, his perception enhanced by the Eyes of Heaven. He could feel the subtle fluctuations in the fabric of space, the minute distortions that betrayed Yin Ye's

movements.

With a swift motion, he unleashed a wave of spatial energy, its force rippling through the dimension and converging on a specific point in the darkness.

A shadowy figure materialized, its form outlined against the shimmering wall of spatial energy. It was Yin Ye, his escape thwarted once again.

"Found it," Yun Lintian uttered.

He lunged forward, his movements a blur of motion as he closed the distance between them. He unleashed a devastating combination of attacks, his fists and feet infused with the combined power of the elemental laws and the Great Law of Death.

"Hmm?" Yin Ye was surprised. His shadowy form flickered and warped as he tried to evade Yun Lintian's attacks.

But Yun Lintian was relentless. His attacks, fueled by his rage and determination, were precise and devastating. He struck Yin Ye with a series of lightning-fast blows, each infused with the power of the elements and the chilling touch of death.

Yin Ye's face sank as he avoided Yun Lintian's attacks. He couldn't understand how Yun Lintian had managed to find his true body so quickly. Moreover, Yun Lintian could still follow his true body every time he switched positions with his shadows.

Despite his mastery of the Law of Shadow, Yin Ye soon found himself cornered, his movements restricted by the spatial distortions that Yun Lintian had woven into the very fabric of the dimension.

"Enough," Yin Ye uttered coldly.

His shadowy form solidified, his aura intensifying as he drew upon the full extent of his power. The darkness within the pocket dimension suddenly deepened, its oppressive weight pressing down on Yun Lintian like a suffocating blanket.

Yun Lintian's eyes narrowed. He channeled the remaining vestiges of his divine beast bloodline and the five elemental laws, his body glowing with an incandescent light.

The flames surrounding him intensified, their colors shifting and swirling, their energies merging and separating in a mesmerizing dance of elemental chaos.

Just as Yun Lintian was about to deliver a decisive blow, a chilling voice echoed through the dimension, freezing the scene in place.

"Heh. You've reached this point now, Yin Ye? You can't even beat a mere kid."

A figure materialized out of thin air, his presence radiating an overwhelming aura of power that dwarfed both Yun Lintian and Yin Ye.

He was an elderly man, his hair white as snow and his eyes piercing as ice. He wore a blood- red robe, its fabric embroidered with intricate patterns of swirling blood and bone.

His aura was ancient and powerful, carrying the weight of countless years and untold battles. He was Venerable Blood, Xue Pengshan, a high level figure of the Nine Hells Gate.

Yun Lintian sent his punch out at Yin Ye and quickly retreated. He took a look at the newcomer with a solemn expression. With a glance, he could see that this person was even stronger than

Yin Ye.

Yin Ye stabilized himself, his face darkening as he glared at Xue Pengshan. "Why are you here?" he asked coldly.

Xue Pengshan chuckled and said, "Master sent me over to take a look."

Yin Ye's body visibly trembled. Clearly, he was afraid of the so-called Master.

Xue Pengshan glanced at Yun Lintian and raised his hand, his fingers dripping with a crimson

energy that pulsed with a malevolent power. "Let me take care of you."

Yun Lintian's face sank. Just as he was about to make a move, a familiar female voice suddenly

resounded.

"It seems you're in trouble, Little Brother. Do you need my help?"