Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 247 Time Standstill Series (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)
"what's the situation?"

Looking at the crumbling third-floor pavilion around him, Wu Xian was completely dumbfounded.

No, he already scattered the ashes of God No. 1, so why did it still collapse? Even if the timeline is coming to a close, it shouldn't be this unreasonable!

"Wait! Could it be..."

Suddenly, Wu Xian had a flash of inspiration, and an image of a bespectacled, icy poker face appeared in his mind... His intuition told him that the collapse of the Lingkong Pavilion this time was most likely the work of this guy.

"Pretty, isn't she?!"

Gritting his teeth and cursing angrily, Wu Xian dared not delay any longer and immediately began running through the crumbling pavilion, while simultaneously expanding his mental energy to search for something that resembled the Eastern Emperor Bell and the Jade Disc of Creation.

Before long, Wu Xian found two items that matched his target. He first rushed to an ancient bronze bell and used his [Devouring Heaven] ability to absorb it into his body space. Then he ran to a secluded corner further away and reached out to grab a palm-sized mirror.

However, at that moment, an invisible ripple spread out, passing through Wu Xian's body and keeping him in a running posture, like a small insect trapped in amber, frozen in place.

At the same time, the rapidly collapsing attic stopped collapsing, as if time in this area had been frozen, creating an indescribable eeriness.

Immediately afterwards, a clear sound of footsteps came from behind Wu Xian.

Then, the clone of Chu Xuan entered the third-floor pavilion, holding the tattered black scroll in his hand, and strolled over to Wu Xian's side.

He first glanced at the Willful Iron Rod in his hand, then stared at Wu Xian for a long time before reaching out his empty left hand to grab the mirror-like object, which was the Creation Jade Disc.

Click! !
The sound of shattering glass suddenly rang out, and a terrifying energy surge burst forth from the side, its source being the still Wu Xian.

The clone Chu Xuan suddenly turned around and saw Wu Xian, who should have been still, suddenly raise his hand, and terrifying power tore open cracks in space and time. He grabbed the Jade Disc of Creation, and then... stopped moving again.

At the same time, a hint of surprise finally appeared on the face of the clone Chu Xuan, which seemed even calmer and more indifferent than the original.

"To be able to resist the spacetime power of the Investiture of the Gods, could it be that his power has already touched the realm of immortals and saints...?"

"The clone Chu Xuan muttered to himself."

Without a doubt, this scene, which appears to be frozen in time, is his creation.

To be precise, this is one of the many abilities in the Investiture of the Gods: time freezes. Each time this skill is activated, it requires a large amount of karma points to achieve.

For this reason, Fu Chu waited until Wu Xian finished dealing with the First God before making his move, in order to obtain the Creation Jade Disc at the lowest possible cost.

As for using the strongest power in the Investiture of the Gods—manipulating causality, altering reality, and directly or indirectly erasing Wu Xian's existence... to be honest, the clone Chu Xuan did have such thoughts before, and more than once.

But whenever he was about to take action, the fragments of the Investiture of the Gods in his hand would send warning and danger signals, as if something terrifying would happen to him if he dared to do so, even more terrifying than death.

Now, looking at the spatial rifts appearing around Wu Xian, Fu Chu couldn't help but hesitate, wondering whether he should take the risk and try it.

It should be noted that the Investiture of the Gods is a supreme artifact. Even if Fu Chu only possesses a small fragment, the level of power it can unleash is definitely above the fourth rank.

Even so, Wu Xian still showed signs of being able to contend with him, which meant that he had at least surpassed the fourth rank in some aspect and was close to the legendary Immortal Saint.

In other words, if they want to kill Wu Xian, the best option right now is the clone Chu Xuan, and it might be their last chance.

Thinking of this, the clone Chu Xuan's gaze fell on the Investiture of the Gods in his hand, feeling the "causal points" that were burning wildly due to the time freeze...

After hesitating for a few seconds, he gave up on the seemingly tempting idea and instead reached out to grab the Jade Disc of Creation. He didn't know how he used it, but he split it in two, taking one-third of the piece for himself and leaving the rest in Wu Xian's hand.

After completing this task, Fu Chu used the remaining causal points to activate another ability of the Investiture of the Gods—space travel—to teleport him to another pre-ordained dimensional coordinate. Buzzing sounds...

Amidst a strange buzzing sound, the clone of Chu Xuan began to fade rapidly. Just then, he looked at Wu Xian again, and a flash of white light appeared on the surface of his glasses.

"Let's stop here for now, and when we meet again, everything will be..."

The sound gradually faded, and after Fu Chu's figure completely disappeared, the surrounding space and time resumed their flow. Wu Xian's body trembled slightly, and then he continued to rush forward due to inertia.

The combined power of the Light of the Mind was too immense, causing him to lose control and smash through several pillars, accelerating the collapse of the attic.

Wu Xian didn't care about such things; he just looked at the broken mirror in his hand and the place where Fu Chu had disappeared, his face turning somewhat gloomy.

During the time freeze, although Wu Xian's body was unable to move, his mind and consciousness were not affected. Therefore, when he saw Chu Xuan's appearance, he took the initiative to release the light of his mind.

Unfortunately, the power of the Investiture of the Gods was still too terrifying. Even with the combined power of Wu Xian from several other worlds and the ability to use the Wind-Catching Qimen [Mastering One's Own Changes], he could only break free of the restraints briefly and could not fully regain his mobility. In the end, he could only watch helplessly as Chu Xuan took away part of the Creation Jade Disc, feeling extremely frustrated.

"Damn it! I knew this four-eyed guy couldn't tell the truth. He said there were no fragments of the Investiture of the Gods, so what's he holding in his hand? Pah! Scumbag!"

Wu Xian was indignant. Thinking about the portion of the Creation Jade Disc that the clone Chu Xuan had taken, he wondered if it could offset the side effects of overusing the Investiture of the Gods. A sense of irritation rose in his heart.

However, this emotion comes and goes quickly.

Since things have come to this point, there's no going back. We should leave the Lingkong Pavilion first, otherwise, if it completely collapses and falls into the lava below, even with Wu Xian's abilities, it will be quite troublesome.

Just as Wu Xian rushed out of the suspended pavilion and flew towards the top of the collapsed pure white continent, the voice of the main god suddenly rang in his mind.

【Ding! 】

[Attention all members of the Central Continent Reincarnation Team! A hidden side quest has been triggered—Dimensional Invasion. Drive out the dimensional invaders! Each invader eliminated will reward you with a Rank B side quest and 5000 points… Destroying the source will reward the entire team with a Rank A side quest and 10000 points. Mission failure… no penalty.]

……

"Dimensional invasion?"

In the subspace dimension of the Yellow Springs Fragment, the members of the Central Continent Team and the Demon Team, who were talking with Aizen, couldn't help but look at each other, and then all looked at Aizen, their eyes gradually becoming strange.

"..."

Aizen's eye twitched. Although he didn't know what had happened, his intuition told him that something bad was about to happen.

buzzing-

Just then, not far from everyone, a piece of void began to slowly twist and rotate, forming a spatial passage about five meters wide. Zhan Lan, with her tall and graceful figure, walked out from it.

She was bathed in flames, her long, bright red hair fluttering in the wind, and with her vibranium magic armor, she truly looked like a Valkyrie who had just won a battle.

However, at this moment, everyone's attention was not on Zhan Lan, but on the scene on the other side of the space passage.

Amidst the swirling yellow sand, a massive black dragon, over a hundred meters long, lay motionless, its eyes devoid of life, like a statue, devoid of any vitality.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Second update at noon. Last night, my older brother and sister dragged me out for hot pot, so I got home a little late. Sorry.

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