Perfect Double Agent

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a tremendous sound resounded from the horizon, like rolling thunder, like ten thousand heavens surging, shaking the heavens and earth.

Meanwhile, at that end, dazzling golden clouds, led by a tall figure, were rapidly approaching.

"That is……"

"The army of the Golden Lion Clan!"

"Wait... there's the White Jade Elephant Clan behind them!"

"Even the Primordial Wild Bull Clan has come..."

This is terrifying. These three races in the Ten Thousand Sacred Mountains are all genuine ancient races. Now that the three races have joined forces, they are like three endless seas of clouds. Their massive armies are simply overwhelming, capable of blotting out the sun and splitting the clouds.

A full army of 30,000 Spirit Transformation cultivators pressed in, standing tall in the sky, their presence scattering the clouds and obscuring the moonlight. The sheer aura they exuded was enough to make countless people turn pale and feel a chill in their hearts.

"Even if we win, we'll still lose. Three powerful clans openly bullying a ten-year-old child. No matter what, it's a disgrace." A powerful figure chuckled in the shadows.

It seemed that someone knew this, and at this moment someone stepped forward and stood in front of the 30,000-strong army.

He was a burly, rugged man with bull horns on his head. He wore a suit of animal skin armor and stood there like a small mountain. He was so huge that his arm alone was thicker than two Bai Ye's bodies.

At this moment, the other party, carrying a black two-handed axe, with bulging muscles and eyes like copper bells, looked at the small figure in front of him and said in a low, booming voice, "Kid, you are very strong at this level. The fact that you can defeat my nephew already speaks volumes."

That's enough for now, there's no need to make things so awkward, don't you think?

"How can we take back what we've said so easily? Doesn't my Jietian Sect have any face?" Bai Ye slowly stood up, facing an army of 30,000 alone, yet he remained as firm as a rock, his gaze unwavering.

"Kid, geniuses have their pride, I understand. After all, we were young once too, and everyone has their moment of glory. But sometimes, too much rigidity leads to downfall. This isn't your time yet." This time, it was a golden lion that spoke. It stood beside the bull, its golden eyes opening and closing with a cold and intimidating golden light, like a majestic ruler looking down upon the world.

However, Bai Ye shook his head, "Your strength is something for the outside world. Here, you are still far from being good enough."

"Buzz!"

At that moment, Bai Ye moved instantly, as agile as a dragon and as fast as thunder, like a dazzling streak of light, rushing straight towards the 30,000-strong army in the sky.

This speed was astonishing; wherever it passed, patches of light rained down, sparkling and beautiful, making time around it seem to stand still.

The bull grinned and stood at the forefront, his long hair dancing wildly. He swung his massive axe, which weighed an unknown amount of weight, sweeping across the battlefield. The explosive power and the red light wrapped around the axe seemed to tear everything apart, causing the air to rumble uncontrollably.

But the opponent did not take the hit head-on. At the last second, he jumped to dodge, and at the same time, a golden spear was thrown out, appearing directly in front of his brow.

The bull roared, its sound waves forming runes that spread forward, seemingly about to impact everything in its path.

This is the Roar of the Wild Bull, an unparalleled divine power. In ancient times, a bull demon once roared and killed a sect leader. This kind of sound wave is the most domineering. It can shatter the physical body and annihilate the primordial spirit. Not to mention at this distance, it is simply impossible to defend against or block.

However, the spear was completely unaffected; it sliced ​​through the sound waves and, to the bull's astonishment, pierced through in an instant.

"That shouldn't be... at most it should be a mutual destruction..." The bull stared with its big, round eyes as it was taken away by a single shot.

"Is it that strong?" The golden lion's pupils shrank as he looked at the figure that appeared in front of him. The opponent's speed never stopped.

"Watch out for that moon above his head; its power is even greater!"

Just then, someone in the distant crowd of spectators suddenly gave a warning.

But it was too late. The white light shone brightly, scattering a rain of light that swept across the sky and surged forward in an overwhelming manner.

At this moment, countless figures were enveloped, like a still, eerie scene.

But the next moment, all the creatures in the rain of light turned into dust and fell from the sky, even the golden lion at the very front was no exception.

Chapter 38 Enlightenment in the Great Battle

What does it mean to be utterly devastated, what does it mean to sweep away an army? The scene before them sent chills down the spines of all the onlookers. Such combat power was simply too terrifying. It was truly unstoppable, killing gods and Buddhas alike. There was no one who could withstand even a single blow.

That young man was like a true god at this level, while they were just ordinary mortals, not even on the same level.

"This gap... perhaps he can become one of the strongest young supreme beings of our time..." an elder muttered to himself, utterly terrified.

However, this is not entirely true. Many prodigies were invincible in their youth, with astonishing achievements that rivaled those of ancient gods.

However, most of them fade away and disappear into the vast sea of ​​people after reaching adulthood. Therefore, initial achievements are only temporary and cannot necessarily determine the future.

The great battle continued, making all the onlookers' scalps tingle and their eyes twitch. A young man charged into the army of 30,000, with the bright moon above his head, and had already fought his way through several times, like a true dragon among sheep. Even though they were at the same level, there was a qualitative difference in their life levels.

Screams filled the air, and golden spears were everywhere, leaving people numb with despair.

"Wait, look! Someone's organizing something; the formation isn't messed up," someone suddenly said.

Even the witch noticed that among the scattered creatures, groups of human figures were gathering. There were golden lions, ancient bulls, and white jade elephants. The three races were gathered on the outer perimeter, numbering in the tens of thousands, as if they were plotting something.

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, the witch thought of a possibility, and her expression changed drastically. Just as she was about to warn them, a huge change occurred on the distant battlefield.

"Hum!!!"

Suddenly, tens of thousands of living beings jointly unleashed a huge trumpet-shaped magical artifact resembling a mountain, and then roared in unison.

At this moment, the entire world seemed to go deaf. The sound waves spread, the runes rippled endlessly, and wherever they passed, the earth shook, mountains crumbled, space collapsed, and all tangible and intangible matter seemed to dissipate.

At that moment, curses and wails filled the air, and even the most important figures covered their heads, their faces turning pale, and turned to run away.

No one could describe their feelings at that moment, and no one dared to linger in that area. Sound waves were an innate divine power of the three races, extremely powerful, but long ago, these races conducted a heinous research project: to fuse their divine powers.

And believe it or not, it actually worked, especially for the Minotaur and Lion tribes. Their racial supernatural abilities are remarkably similar, with a remarkable affinity. When the creatures of the two tribes roared together using the secret technique, the power of the sound waves increased by more than 10% or 20%.

Not to mention, this was a joint effort by three races, and they even used special equipment.

"That's outrageous! They're utterly shameless! Tens of thousands of people! Can't they even act like normal human beings?!"

The group grumbled and cursed as they looked at the distant battlefield. They were eager to know what the boy would do in the face of such terrifying sonic waves that even gods would flee.

There was no escape or resistance as expected. The boy seemed to be stunned, standing in the tangible sound waves, his body shattered in space. Wave after wave of sound waves crashed against him, washing over his body and tearing him apart.

This was terrifying. A boy, covered in blood, stood amidst the earth-shattering sonic waves. His pores glowed, divine light surged within him, and fragments of time flew around him. In the dim light, one could see countless runes forming within his luminous body.

"What is he doing... seeking enlightenment?"

People were puzzled. The sky shattered again and again, and the earth was plowed layer upon layer, yet the boy remained unmoved, as if he had entered some kind of special state.

"The opportunity to seize the heavens, the way to achieve oneself... Why is my sect named 'Snatching the Heavens'..." Suddenly, an old man with white hair and beard arrived in this area, causing the group of important figures who were still speculating to change color.

Yes, this lineage is extraordinary and domineering, seizing heavenly secrets to achieve its own goals; one can tell a thing or two just from its name.

"Could it be that the brat has suddenly had an epiphany?" an old man muttered to himself.

This is not impossible. The fact that he survived the sound waves proves how terrifying that boy is. Not to mention, he was suspected of having had an initial experience in Water Mirror City.

No one knows the truth, but the bloodstains on the boy's body, who was surrounded by sound waves, were increasing.

At the same time, the runes of time on his body surface became increasingly dense.

What is sound? Buddhism has the six-syllable mantra, the lion clan has the lion's roar, and the bull clan has the bull's roar. All things have a spirit, and all spirits have sound. This is the original power of heaven and earth, and it is also a kind of transmission.

I understand the principles, but how do I combine runes with myself to form a unique rhythm, and then transform it into a means of attack?

Bai Ye is enveloped by time, and his unparalleled affinity makes him seem to be able to communicate with and coexist with time, as if they are a part of him, which he can mobilize at will.

Does time have a sound?

Naturally there is.

Ordinary people cannot sense it, but at this moment, he is surrounded by fragments of the Great Dao of Time. Under the interference of external sound waves, they fly and collide with each other, generating great power, which also makes the numerous Divine Bells within his body emit sounds.

This is the sound of time, and also the sound of great power turbulence. He could clearly feel it; there was intensity, and there was gentle humming.

Bai Ye carefully examined the Dao runes that could collide with each other, his gaze gradually becoming mesmerized, completely absorbed, as if he were listening to the voice of the primordial Dao.

However, his consciousness remained. Upon reaching the Inscription Realm, he no longer imitated other races but instead inscribed his own runes within his body, enabling him to make preliminary deductions.

Why was Shi Hao invincible in the later stages? It wasn't because he reached the pinnacle of every realm, but because he forged a new path.

Whether it's ancient immortal techniques or contemporary techniques, they all share the same essence—borrowing from external objects.

It's not that they can't cultivate, but that they rely too much on external things. Just like Jin Zhan of the Jin family in the Nine Heavens, he has always been cultivated as the leader of this generation. He looks very strong, but when it comes to real combat, it turns out that he can't even beat a royal genius from another region.

Bai Ye had no intention of following the established path. He had no seed, and in the future he would most likely face the same situation as Shi Hao. In fact, whether he could even enter the Nine Heavens was another matter entirely.

Therefore, in each stage of his life, while pursuing sublimation, he was also developing himself.

Time and space are his original domain and the power he understands best. If he were to inscribe runes, what could be more suitable for him than time and space?

Chapter 39 One Roar Shatters Ten Thousand

Bai Ye stared intently at the colliding runes of the Great Dao of Time around him. Each one was different and there was no rule governing them.

However, due to the interference of external sound waves, at the moment they flew and collided with the Divine Dawn Bell, a very strange pattern was generated, as if the two had merged into a small part, and actually produced an extremely clear melody.

Vast and distant, it seems as if heaven and earth are aging and all things are dissipating. It is the true sound of time, a forbidden sequence of notes. If it were successfully woven into a melody, it might generate unimaginable power.

The runes continued to collide, as if tolling the bells of time. Each rune, each small bell of the Divine Dawn, and each collision under the external sound waves produced different patterns on the time runes and the bells.

It's like a combination, and also an evolution. Although it's only a small part, Bai Ye still managed to capture it.

At this moment, he did not rush to engrave those special runes into his body, but listened quietly and carefully looked at each pattern.

It was a long process, and he paid no attention to anything in the outside world, immersing himself entirely in the ocean of time.

However, strange things were happening outside. The sound waves continued, but the boy, who had been bleeding at the beginning, now seemed to have become immune.

In fact, it wasn't immunity, but rather being blocked by a strange sound.

And gradually, something happened to the boy; many of the originally dense time runes began to slowly dissipate, while a small number of even brighter symbols rose up.

They gathered in front of the boy, gradually transforming into small bells containing a single rune within each one. Bright and dazzling, they were imprinted with hazy patterns, as if they were appearing in the world for the first time, each bell pulsating with a terrifying power.

"What is that... Could he really be creating a divine power? How is that possible!" Even the leaders of the three races began to panic, and even raised their hands to stop the release of the sound waves.

"Are we going to fail in our mission and end up becoming their accomplice? Anyone who does that is a damn bad example!"

In an instant, the leaders of the three tribes turned green.

What is the person facing off against the opponent most afraid of?

It's not that we can't beat them, but that they leveled up or gained some insights as the fight progressed.

If this were to actually happen, then everyone would probably say, "Wow, tens of thousands of people went to kill one, and not only did they fail, they even helped their enemy achieve a supernatural power. Is that a good story?"

No, this is a living disgrace, enough to nail them to the foundation of others' success, for generations to ridicule!

But often, what you fear most is exactly what comes to pass.