Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 210 Facing the Eternal Spear
An indescribable, terrifying pressure descended instantly, as if the weight of the entire world was pressing down on Wang Ye alone.

That is... power and authority!

The power of the world!
The opponent is the King of the Sky, the King of the Storms, the master who controls thunder and air currents.

It represents extreme speed, even touching upon the power of time, and controlling the law of causality, thus erasing a person's existence from a certain conceptual level.

It possesses a rank second only to the Black King and the White King.

Wang Ye's mysterious aura fluctuated violently, the area he spread out began to become unstable, the raindrops' recovery speed increased significantly, and the Dead Servants' movements also began to become agile again.

"Tsk, you're getting special attention, huh?"

"As expected of a king, his weight is quite high!"

Wang Ye twitched the corners of his mouth, seemingly wanting to laugh, but his eyes were extremely serious. He changed the hand seals again, and the invisible Qi field around him surged wildly, trying to stabilize the "situation" that was about to collapse.

"Chu Zihang!"

Wang Ye snapped, "Get back in the car! If you want to live, listen to your dad!"

Chu Zihang froze on the spot, his golden eyes contracting violently, reflecting the golden spear that seemed to embody the evil of the world.

Gungnir's spear tip did not pierce through, but merely pointed at Wang Ye from afar. The invisible cause and effect had already locked in, and the chill of death pierced through the rain curtain, reaching the depths of his soul.

Wang Ye's mysterious aura fluctuated violently, and the slow domain opened by the chaotic golden clapper flickered uncertainly, like a candle in the wind.

The raindrops fell faster, Deadpool's hiss became shrill again, and the speed of time was rebounding wildly!

Wang Ye's hand seals changed like lightning, and the invisible "Qi" around his body flowed at an unprecedented speed, trying to resist the oppressive power originating from the gods.

Chu Tianjiao's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He understood better than Chu Zihang what that gun meant—a gun that was guaranteed to hit, the embodiment of causality!
Once thrown, there is absolutely no chance of dodging! Wang Ye's amazing skills have clearly attracted Odin's attention, and he is even regarded as the primary threat.

"Go!"

Chu Tianjiao roared, and the village rain tore through the rain curtain, slicing several dead servants that broke free from the slowing effect and pounced on him. Black blood splattered on him, sizzling.

He tried to rush towards Wang Ye, but was tightly entangled by more Death Servants and those omnipresent, deadly tentacles formed from raindrops.

Chu Zihang was startled awake by Wang Ye's low shout, and his survival instinct clashed fiercely with the deep-seated stubbornness that refused to escape alone.

He looked at his father's bloodied figure fighting, and then at Wang Ye, who stood tall and proud as he faced the divine pressure alone. He almost ground his teeth to powder.

Just then, Odin moved.

His burning single eye stared indifferently at Wang Ye, grasped Gungnir's arm and leaned back slightly, making a throwing motion.

In an instant, all the raindrops in the space froze!

All sound disappeared, leaving only the terrifying, destructive energy gathering on that spear!
Golden light tore through the gray rain curtain, as if a sun was born at the tip of a spear!

The cause and effect are coming to a close!

Fate is about to intertwine!

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Wang Ye's forehead, which were instantly washed away by the rain. His eyes were sharp as knives, and his hands suddenly clasped together in front of his chest, forming an extremely complex hand seal.

"The character 'Dui'—the Vajra Lapis Lazuli Realm!"

Wang Ye's voice rang out like metal striking stone amidst the torrential rain. The moment the last word fell, a clear, almost blinding light burst forth from between his clasped hands.

It wasn't the destructive, fiery gold of Gungnir, but a warm yet indestructible radiance of crystal, like an invisible, enormous bowl suddenly turned upside down, enveloping Wang Ye, Chu Zihang, and the Maybach behind them.

As the light swirled, one could vaguely see complex hexagrams constructing countless causes and effects, and within them, thousands of figures, each as strong as a diamond, forming an absolute defense.

At the very instant this crystal realm was formed.

Odin threw Gungnir from his hand!

No sound.

The moment the spear of cause and effect left the hand of the god, it collapsed from the state of "throwing" to the result of "hitting." It ignored space and erased the process. One moment it was in Odin's hand, and the next it had already struck that seemingly thin and fragile layer of crystal light.

"clang--!!!"

An indescribable roar finally erupted.

The terrifying shockwave exploded in a ring, instantly turning countless sluggish Deadpools into dust. The black blood mist was vaporized by pure energy before it could even spread.

The torrential rain was completely dissipated, creating a brief but enormous vacuum.

The shimmering light vibrated violently, its surface rippling with dense, spiderweb-like waves. Within these ripples, the Vajra figure continuously shattered, and the clear halo of light flickered wildly around the point where the spear tip struck, its brightness uncertain, as if it were about to shatter completely at any moment.

Wang Ye's body shuddered violently, but his clasped hands remained as steady as a rock, without the slightest loosening.

The pale blue light in his eyes swirled at an unprecedented speed, forcefully withstanding this fatal blow!
The domain of the chaotic metal clapper collapsed completely at this moment.

The raindrops resumed their normal speed and crashed down, scattering the billowing smoke and energy debris in all directions.

The surviving Dead Servants let out sharp screechs again, but were momentarily intimidated by the terrifying aftershocks of the collision and dared not pounce immediately.

Chu Tianjiao seized this critical opportunity, and the Murasame Blade light expanded outwards like an explosion, severing all the rain-like tentacles and death servants that were entangled with him. He used the force to retreat rapidly.

He looked in horror at the Vajra Lapis Lazuli Realm that blocked Gungnir, and at the young figure standing upright inside the realm, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

How can this be? !
That's Gungnir! It's the sure-fire shot! It's the embodiment of causality!

It was actually blocked?!

Chu Zihang, inside the Glass Realm, held his breath, his golden eyes fixed on the spear tip that was inches away.

The destructive power, separated by a layer of shimmering light, seared his soul, causing every muscle in his body to tremble instinctively. Yet, because of the existence of that light barrier, he felt an absurdly profound sense of security.

For the first time, a clear fluctuation appeared in Odin's burning single eye.

It wasn't anger, but a deeper, almost probing gaze. He seemed to be reassessing Wang Ye's existence.

Wang Ye took a slow breath, looked at the golden spear outside the boundary that was slowly rotating and still trying to penetrate the glass world, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Supposedly a guaranteed hit?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a strange penetrating power, clearly echoing in the brief, deathly silence of the rain.

"What I am standing on now is the Empress Dowager."

"In my system, cause and effect..."

He slightly adjusted the angle of his clasped fingers, and the mysterious aura around him rose once more.

"...we'll have to take a detour."

The moment the words fell, the shimmering light of the crystal shone brightly once more, and the hexagrams flowing on its surface suddenly lit up.

Gungnir let out a reluctant hum, only to be violently thrown back by the sudden surge of immense force, spinning backward and flying into Odin's hands.

The deity gripped the spear he had just retrieved, the blazing golden light in his single eye growing ever colder and more terrifying.

The surrounding Deadpools stirred again, emitting greedy hissing as they slowly approached.

The pressure did not disappear; on the contrary, it became even more intense and dangerous because of Wang's astonishing resistance.

Wang Ye slowly lowered his hands from the hand seal, his gaze sweeping over the approaching horde of death servants before finally settling on Odin. He then spoke in a low voice to Chu Zihang behind him and Chu Tianjiao in the distance.

"Stop being in a daze."

"You guys go, I'll hold them off!"

(End of this chapter)