Ultragene Warlord

Chapter 1423: A Dimensional Blow

Continuing to watch the match between Fang Yi and Xing Yu could pose severe damage to their mind and soul, and the spectators certainly had no intention of risking it. Many among them were challengers themselves, and they didn't want to lose their qualifications.

As a result, many quickly logged out.

The remaining spectators either didn't fear the mental damage that would result from 'death', or were strong enough to withstand the aftermath of the combatants' attacks.

The virtual realm shook and distorted, as though it were under heavy pressure that would cause it to explode.

The light dissipated as Xing Yu's scattered hair fell back down to his shoulders. His gaze was ice-cold as he stared before him. One of his hands were bleeding, the one which Fang Yi had bled in the initial clash.

After this attack, that wound began bleeding again, unable to be healed. Crimson light emerged from it; Xing Yu's blood seemed to have a sinister power.

Fang Yi readied himself to continue the assault. He felt little discomfort; after his training in the third realm, he was able to maintain much of his combat power even after unleashing his sevenfold strike.

He sighed in regret. "I was just missing a bit more power—I could well have destroyed Xing Yu's body right then and there!"

If he could have combined all those disparate sources of energy into one, his attack would have been even more frightening. It was fortunate that none of the spectators could hear his thoughts; many already considered him a madman.

Fang Yi acknowledged that he had underestimated his opponent. It was little wonder that he was considered the rising star of the Stargods.

Xing Yu, however, was even more surprised. How could a cultivator like Fang Yi have arisen from an otherwise nameless race?

High up in the stands, the other Stargods were in an uproar. The Stargod Seal was so strong as to be a forbidden technique, and Xing Yu had perfected and refined it further. It was a technique that could dominate the universe—so how could it be that Xing Yu had struggled so much against a nameless cultivator like his opponent? His right hand was still bleeding, a wound that stubbornly resisted his natural regeneration!

This sort of outcome was beyond anyone's expectations; the nameless challenger was unbelievably strong, so strong that even the young hero of the Stargods was finding it hard to suppress him.

"Enough. We'll stop here!" Xing Yu shouted. His aura rose to a tremendous degree as the ground below him cracked open. The mountains shifted; the heavens distorted.

His aura grew stronger than it had ever been. It felt as though a slumbering beast had just awoken and was about to bring calamity to the realm.

Everyone was frightened; their souls quivered. However, in a moment, that frightening aura vanished as quickly as it had appeared. At the same time, Xing Yu completely vanished from the arena.

What had happened? The spectators glanced around in search of Xing Yu's figure, but he seemed to have vanished entirely.

Many spectators felt themselves starting to sweat. Who could defend against an enemy in a state of such perfect stealth?

The Stargods were pumping themselves up. They were finally going to see the hero of their race show his true skills! The battle would likely end here.

Fang Yi stood steadfast as a mountain amidst the void. He glanced down at the realm. "Is this all you've got? Hiding in the darkness like that."

"I'm watching you from above the stars. It's time for all this to end." Xing Yu's voice came from an unknown source.

Suddenly, ripples of energy burst forth from the void. Fang Yi felt his eyes burn in pain—runes seemed to have been applied to his body.

"[Judgment of Stars—Seize the Light]!" Xing Yu's voice came from far away, cold and emotionless, as he passed down judgment.

The pain in Fang Yi's eyes deepened. Darkness surged at the edges of his vision. His spear struck at the source of the sound, but it hit nothing. Meanwhile, a fearsome blow shot toward the back of his head. Runic script exploded from the impact.

Although Fang Yi was unable to see anything, he would hardly let himself get hit so easily. He quickly dodged.

"[Judgment of Stars—Seize all Sound]!" Xing Yu intoned. A shard of natural law resonated with the arena.

Fang Yi found that all sound had vanished. He was in a dome of dead silence.

"Have you any last words?" In this dark and soundless world, all Fang Yi could hear were Xing Yu's words. This was a particularly sinister technique, one that could temporarily disable his senses!

"[Judgment of Stars—Seize the Flesh]!" Xing Yu continued. This was the true killing blow.

Although Fang Yi could hear and see nothing, a sense of danger bloomed in his heart. Wind and storm surrounded him.

"[Wheel of Time]!"

Fang Yi's spear took on the aspects of time and age. Temporal winds buffeted the spear, and a mysterious light began to circle the spear like lightning. A wheel of light appeared behind Fang Yi, taking on the form of a clock. He sped up time around himself, hoping to be able to retaliate in some form or another.

The clock tolled, but Fang Yi couldn't hear it. He gripped his spear tightly in his hands, preparing to launch an attack at any moment.

What seemed like a mallet smashed down on him from every inch of exposed skin, as though attempting to grind him into meat paste.

Wind and storm surged from Fang Yi, stronger than before, as he tensed up. He launched his spear, crackling with wind and lightning, with incredible force. It sent wind howling and lightning flashing through the sky.

With his spear, he invoked chaotic energy in the form of lightning and raging wind. The spear left a dozen afterimages in its wake, striking all around him. Even so, he failed to defend against the entirety of the attack.

The opponent's technique was particularly unusual, able to strike formlessly from every angle, every vantage point, completely different from anything he had faced to date.

Fang Yi felt as though he could sense a gigantic grindstone appear in the void. He was in its center, and a pair of hands that couldn't be seen were slowly grinding away at his self. It was a frightening prospect.

His enemy was nowhere to be seen and sensed, as though the entire arena had become this grindstone, torturing him and grinding away at his self.

Fang Yi suddenly thought of a guiding principle: a dimension beyond.

Xing Yu seemed to have transcended the virtual realm and moved onto a higher dimension entirely as he toyed with the ants one dimension lower.

"[Tiger's Howl, Dragon's Bellow]!"

Fang Yi's spear took on the aspect of a dragon of the winds and a storm tiger as he charged forward. Wind and storm roared around him, and his spear resonated with his genetic energy. The spear which the king of chaos had granted him demonstrated shocking strength, infusing chaotic energy into the mix.