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

Chapter 212 The Word of Annihilation: Indra's Wrath [Dragon Clan Arc Temporarily Ended]

"Roar--!"

Odin let out a furious roar.

This roar was no longer a silent mental attack, but transformed into a tangible sound wave, mixed with immense divine power and thunder, crushing towards Wang Ye.

Wherever the sound waves passed, space distorted, and even the elements of earth, water, fire, and wind affected by the Qimen Dunjia formation were temporarily suppressed and calmed down.

Faced with this furious attack, Wang Ye remained calm, his hands forming a circle as he slowly drew the attack away.

“Kun character: Earth's barrier”

"Dui character - Vajra Barrier".

"Thunderous Sound Counterattack!"

The earth in front of him suddenly rose up, transforming into an indestructible rock wall; countless transparent prisms shimmering with metallic luster condensed in the air; and invisible shockwaves rippled outwards at a specific frequency.

Rumble——!
Odin's roar slammed into the triple defenses.

The rock wall shattered inch by inch, and the diamond prism was covered with cracks, but the shockwave that rebounded successfully interfered with the integrity of the sound wave. In the end, the power that reached Wang Ye was greatly reduced and was easily canceled out by the crystal light flowing around him.

"That's all."

Wang Ye gave a casual comment and took a step forward.

"The character 'Kun' shrinks the earth to an inch!"

His figure vanished from his spot in an instant, and the next moment he appeared directly in the air in front of Odin's eight-legged steed, as if he completely ignored the distance in space.

At the same time, his hands formed a hand seal with lightning speed.

"Separation - Fire Shines on the Azure Sun!"

"The character '巽' (Xun) - Heavenly Gale Howls!"

It was not simply flames and gales; the flames were an incomparably pure incandescent color, as if they could incinerate everything, and even light was distorted around them.

The wind howled sharply, carrying a cutting edge that could cleave through space, swirling with incandescent flames, transforming into a devastating firestorm that instantly engulfed Odin and his mount.

From within the fiery storm came the painful neighing of the eight-legged winged horse and the furious growl of Odin.

Blazing white flames scorched His dark armor, while sharp wind blades sliced ​​through His divine body, producing a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

However, the next moment.

An even more terrifying, more primal power, seemingly capable of subjugating all things, erupted from the center of the firestorm!
"Word of Power: Indra's Wrath!"

Odin's ancient and solemn voice rang out, not through the air, but directly resounding at the level of rules.

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A truly world-destroying power of words!
Within their own centered domain, the caster uses the power of words to form dense, net-like arcs of electricity, creating countless pearl-like ball lightning bolts or electric blades hundreds of meters long that slash at the enemy.

boom--! ! !
Endless lightning burst forth from the center of the firestorm; it was not any kind of lightning visible in nature, but rather a nearly viscous, destructive bright purple.

Hundreds and thousands of ball lightning bolts, like living evil spirits, grew wildly, launched, and exploded; and there were also giant electric blades, hundreds of meters long and twisted like tree branches, mercilessly cutting everything in the area!
Wang Ye's Li Fire and Xun Wind, activated by the Feng Hou Qi Men technique, were forcibly torn apart, annihilated, and dispersed in the face of this pure and tyrannical thunderous authority!
The incandescent flames were swallowed by the lightning, and the sharp wind blades were shredded by the electric arcs.

Odin's figure reappeared.

His dark armor bore some scorch marks, and the mane of his eight-legged celestial horse showed signs of burning, but the fury in his single burning eye was more terrifying than the surrounding thunder.

He raised Gungnir high, the tip of his spear drawing forth a storm of thunder, as if he himself had become the source of the lightning.

The entire Nibelungen trembled under this power, and the space groaned in agony as if it could not bear the weight. Wang Ye's pseudo-divine domain, composed of the 365 Heavenly Gates Formation, also fluctuated violently under the impact of this world-destroying power of words, its light flickering uncertainly.

"The difference in power..."

"This is not my home turf after all!"

Wang Ye's eyes narrowed, and he retreated rapidly while waving his hands repeatedly.

"The character 'Kan' signifies that all rivers flow into the sea!"

"The character 'Gen' signifies layered mountains and overlapping peaks!"

All the water on the ground instantly surged back up, forming huge, swirling waterspouts in front of him. At the same time, the earth roared, and thick rock walls rose up, layer upon layer, to protect him.

Rumble, rumble—!
The devastating torrent of thunder crashed violently against the water walls and rock formations.

Water conducts electricity, but the high-speed rotating waterspout, imbued with the Qi of Qi, was briefly deflected, diverting part of the thunderstorm; the thick rock walls were blasted into dust layer by layer by the terrifying lightning blades and ball lightning.

The explosions continued, illuminating the entire dark, rainy night. Each impact caused Wang Ye's Qimen formation to tremble violently, but the Tai Chi phantom beneath his feet remained stable. The Zhou Tian array plate spun wildly, constantly drawing in and converting the energy of the Nibelungen to replenish its depletion.

"Roar!"

Odin roared, as if his majesty had been challenged.

Gungnir throws it again!

This time, it wasn't a matter of causality, but rather the thunder, carrying the endless "wrath of Indra," transformed into a lightning spear that spanned the heavens and the earth, crushing everything with pure power!

Wherever the lightning spear passed, space seemed to be torn open with dark crevices, revealing the nothingness behind it.

Wang Ye took a deep breath; he knew he could no longer remain on the defensive.

The essence of Feng Hou Qi Men lies in control, in change, and in "transforming oneself into king"!
The azure light in his eyes surged to its peak, and he suddenly pulled his hands to the sides, as if he were pulling invisible threads in the void.

"The celestial sphere revolves, and the four plates are activated!"

"Heaven and earth are turned upside down—!"

hum!
The rules of the entire complex field changed drastically in an instant!

The 365 nodes shone brightly, and the interconnected Qi channels flowed and reorganized at an unprecedented speed.

Odin suddenly sensed that the "rules" of the surrounding space had been completely distorted!
Gravity became chaotic, and the sense of direction was instantly lost, causing the trajectory of the lightning spear to deviate strangely; the originally surging lightning power seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, being interfered with, decomposed, and absorbed by countless energy fields of completely different natures that appeared out of nowhere.

Fire in the south inexplicably ignites, water in the north arises without a source, thunder in the east spontaneously ignites, and lake in the west quietly spreads... The power of the eight trigrams is no longer confined to fixed locations, but emerges randomly throughout the entire domain, generating and restraining each other, completely disrupting the stability of energy.

This is a unique skill that can only be unleashed when Feng Hou Qi Men has been cultivated to an extremely high level and combined with the pre-set Zhou Tian Qi Formation. It forcibly manipulates all the "rules" within the range, creating an absolute chaotic field!

In this field, all stable attacks will be distorted and broken down, unless their power level can completely overwhelm the sum of the entire Zhou Tian Qi Formation!

boom!
The lightning spear pierced fiercely into this chaotic field of rules, its power still terrifying, yet it seemed to be trapped in an endless vortex of quagmire.

Its energy is constantly deflected, dispersed, and introduced into different hexagram energy fields, triggering a series of violent energy explosions, but it can never accurately hit the target.

Finally, the lightning spear exploded a hundred meters away from Wang Ye, turning that area into a hell of lightning and fire, but it failed to harm Wang Ye in the slightest. Odin's single eye was fixed on Wang Ye, and the rage within it had transformed into a cold, utter killing intent.

This human being—no, this being—cannot be judged by ordinary standards. His understanding and use of "authority" is utterly incomprehensible!
We must eliminate him completely at all costs!

Odin slowly raised his free left hand.

The rain, fog, and even space itself of the entire Nibelung began to converge and compress towards His palm!
A tiny black dot, yet radiating an aura that sent shivers down the spines of the entire space, appeared in His palm.

That was a highly concentrated spatial force, the ultimate manifestation of the Nibelung authority!

He will utterly annihilate this space, along with the king within it!
Wang Ye's expression finally turned extremely solemn.

He could sense that the opponent was mobilizing the very essence of the Nibelungen. This was not a simple energy attack, but rather involved the annihilation of space itself.

To tough it out is extremely risky.

His gaze swept rapidly across the entire battlefield, his brain calculating frantically under the blessing of the Heavenly Evolution Words.

Although the Feng Hou Qi Men Formation is mysterious, its foundation lies in the understanding and application of the rules of heaven and earth. Its power is limited by the cultivation level of the person setting up the formation and the support of the environment in which the formation is set up.

And this is, after all, Odin's home ground!

"You must leave, or... interrupt Him!"

A glint flashed in Wang Ye's eyes as he made a decision.

He clasped his hands together abruptly, and poured the immense primordial energy around him into the Zhou Tian Qi Men formation beneath his feet without reservation.

"Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui!"

"Yagami, manifest! Help me!"

With his shout, the light from the 365 nodes shot into the sky, weaving together eight huge, blurry phantoms that exuded an ancient and boundless aura!
Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, Teng Snake, Hooked Chen, Six Harmonies, Taiyin!
The Eight Gods of the Divine Plate!

The phantom of Yagami roared to the sky, blurry yet carrying an undeniable divine pressure, as it charged toward Odin.

The Azure Dragon lashes its tail, tearing through the rain curtain; the White Tiger pounces, its malevolent aura soaring to the heavens; the Vermilion Bird flaps its wings, its flames burning the sky; the Black Tortoise guards the heavens, its dark waters surging... The Teng Snake is mysterious, the Gouchen is heavy, the Six Directions change, and the Taiyin erodes!

This is the highest level of transformation technique in Qimen Dunjia, based on the Zhou Tian Qi Formation, which condenses the rules of heaven and earth into physical forms for combat!

Odin's attention was indeed drawn to the sudden attack of Yagami.

The black dot of space that had condensed in His palm paused slightly. He then swung his left hand, and the immense divine power collided violently with the phantom of the Eight Gods.

Rumble——!
A terrifying energy storm swept out again, and the entire Nibelungen seemed on the verge of disintegrating in the collision.

At the very moment when this energy storm was at its most intense.

Wang Ye's figure quietly disappeared from the spot.

It wasn't a high-speed movement, but a true disappearance that seemed to merge into the rules of space.

"Ok?"

Odin whirled his head, scanning the area with his single eye, but could no longer find Wang Ye. Even the light of the Zhou Tian Qi Men Formation dimmed instantly, as if it had lost its core.

Only the phantom of Yagami continued to fiercely clash with His power, constantly collapsing and reforming.

next moment.

Odin suddenly looked up.

Suddenly, Wang Ye's figure appeared high in the sky.

He held up an extremely complex, ever-changing sphere of light in his hands, which seemed to contain all the changes of earth, water, fire, wind, the Eight Trigrams and Nine Palaces, and the stars in the heavens.

That was a highly condensed and compressed strike from the vast majority of his own power, along with the temporarily drawn power of the Zhou Tian Qi Bureau!
"Here's a big gift for you."

Wang Ye's voice rang out calmly, tinged with weariness, but more so with a sense of in control.

"Qimen Dunjia - Zhou Tian Qi Explosion".

He pressed his hands down.

The orb of light, imbued with terrifying energy, fell silently, its speed exceeding the limits of comprehension.

Before Odin could react, the sphere of light had already disappeared into the most unstable spatial node below due to the energy collision, which was exactly where Odin had just tried to condense the spatial black spot!

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

immediately--

An indescribable burst of brilliant light erupted from that point!
There was no sound, because sound had been annihilated by pure energy.

Wherever the light passed, space shattered like a broken mirror, revealing a bizarre and grotesque void behind it.

Odin's figure was completely engulfed by the light, the eight-legged steed let out a terrified neigh, and the surrounding army of dead servants melted away like snow under the sun...

The entire Nibelungen region began to crumble.

Wang Ye's figure flickered in the sky, becoming somewhat ethereal. He glanced at the devastated scene below, turned without hesitation, took a step, and his figure merged into the shattered spatial rift, disappearing from sight.

In his final moments before leaving, he seemed to see, deep within that endless light, a single golden eye burning with extreme rage and icy coldness, fixedly locked onto the direction he had departed.

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In the real world, on the outskirts of a coastal city.

The torrential rain continued to pour down.

On a stretch of empty elevated road, the air suddenly rippled like water.

Wang Ye staggered and fell, kneeling on one knee the moment he landed, supporting himself with his hand. His face was as pale as paper, his Taoist robe was torn in many places, and his breathing was extremely disordered.

He coughed violently a few times, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Ahem... We've gone a bit too far."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the familiar modern city scene around him, then looked back at the empty elevated road, and let out a long sigh of relief.

The entrance to the Nibelungen has disappeared, and the chilling aura of divine power and deathly stillness can no longer be felt.

“Odin… truly lives up to his reputation.” Wang Ye muttered with lingering fear, “That last blow should be enough to keep Him busy for a while.”

He struggled to his feet, made his way around, and dragged his exhausted body slowly into the rain, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness on the edge of the city.

(End of this chapter)