The Chaos Runes around Ren Xiaoyao shone brightly, as if a supernova had exploded at the core of the Chaos Sea.
The blinding light spread outwards in ripples, each halo carrying terrifying energy capable of reshaping dimensions.
The entire Chaos Space trembled violently, and countless suspended Chaos Crystal instantly vaporized in the intense light.
It formed patches of dust clouds that shimmered with a faint light.
Millions of Golden Chains surged forth from the depths of the runes, each chain engraved with profound patterns that even the Primordial Chaos Gods could not decipher.
The subtle, Principle light flowing across the surface of the chains resembled a flowing Star River, or countless giant pythons of light breathing.
They intertwined and wove together, forming an airtight runic prison outside the golden cage.
Wherever the runic chains passed, space seemed to be enveloped by a golden solidifying agent, even the undercurrents of the Chaos Sea were forcibly frozen.
This creates a series of bizarre, dynamic sculptures.
As the Human Emperor Nine Lives Body charged wildly, the ripples on the surface of the cage were no longer just water waves, but transformed into countless Golden Giant Python formed from the Chaos Law.
It coiled around his body, baring its fangs and claws.
The oppressive force contained in each ripple distorted the surrounding space into a bizarre shape resembling Klein Bottle, or folded into Mobius Strip structure.
His protective Gang Qi shattered like glass under this oppressive force.
It was then painstakingly rebuilt with the support of Power of Nine Lifetimes.
Each shattering was accompanied by a piercing explosion, and the sparks of energy that flew out were like miniature Supernova Explosion.
It traced a beautiful yet dangerous trajectory in the air.
Where these sparks collide, tiny Black Hole are scorched into the space, from Black Hole chaotic Primordial Chaos currents carrying a putrid stench constantly overflow.
It was then instantly filled by the Chaos Power; the whole process was like a cycle of life and death in space.
The roar of the Human Emperor Nine Lives Body was like a heavy hammer blow, slamming into the heart of the Chaos Sea.
Wherever the sound waves reached, the suspended Chaos Crystal not only shattered, but also began to recombine in reverse, transforming into countless hideous skull faces.
Every face emitted a piercing wail, its voice filled with a desperate longing for life and a fear of destruction.
His eyes were bloodshot, like two burning Blood Moon, and golden flames seeped from the roots of his hair, within which ancient runes could be faintly seen flickering.
The Power of Nine Lifetimes condensed on his body into a flowing halo, which sometimes transformed into the phantom of the Sky-Opening Axe, slashing and hacking.
As the axe blade cleaved through space, the roars of Ancient Gods and demons and the ear-piercing sound of metal scraping against metal echoed from the depths of the crack.
Corrosive Primordial Chaos currents continuously surged from the cracks, leaving trails of purple smoke wherever they passed, and the space itself was riddled with holes.
At times, the outlines of the Mountain River Society Diagram appear to collide, and the thousands of troops emerging from the map seem to have traveled from Ancient Battlefield.
Their armor gleamed with a cold, icy light, and the shockwaves generated by their wielding weapons stirred up towering waves in the Chaos Sea.
The sounds of horses' hooves, shouts of battle, and clashing weapons mingled together, creating a deafening roar.
"I have accumulated merit over nine lifetimes and endured countless hardships, how can I be sealed away by you like this!" His voice was filled with resentment and anger, and a burning flame of obsession burned deep in his pupils.
As his hands frantically tore at the cage, Golden Blood seeped from under his fingernails, instantly triggering a violent chain of explosions.
Golden mushroom clouds rose into the sky, and the shockwaves from the explosions impacted the surrounding space, creating concentric energy ripples.
These ripples collided with the undercurrents of the Chaos Sea, triggering a series of small spatial collapses.
Strange lights and mysterious symbols kept flashing at the site of the collapse.
Ren Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the raging Primordial Chaos wind, like an unyielding battle flag.
His expression was calm, but the seriousness in his eyes was hard to hide.
Gazing at the black mist seeping from the distant Pitch-Black Gate, the mist, composed of distorted faces, seemed to be alive, weaving a gigantic net that blotted out the sky.
Some faces were pieced together from the shattered remains of a mechanical civilization; on faces made of gears and metal tubes, flashing electronic eyes revealed despair and madness.
Some were mangled, bloody creatures, with foul-smelling slime flowing between their writhing tentacles and sharp teeth. Where the slime dripped, the Chaos Sea seawater hissed and corroded.
These faces roared in unison, the sound waves vibrating in the Chaos Space, creating visible ripples.
Wherever it passed, the floating Chaos Crystal resembled Corroded Metal, their surfaces covered in mottled rust.
Among the rust, some ancient characters faintly emerge, as if recounting the darkest moment in the Primordial Chaos history, or perhaps foreshadowing the impending disaster.
Ren Xiaoyao knew that although he had temporarily sealed away the Human Emperor Nine Lives Body, this was only the beginning. If his power could not be completely eliminated, the entire Chaos Sea and even all dimensions would face annihilation once he broke through the seal.
The deep rumble emanating from the depths of the Chaos Sea was like the heartbeat of a sleeping behemoth, each tremor causing ripples to spread across the Chaos Sea beneath their feet.
Mysterious lights and shadows occasionally flashed across the ripples.
After a moment of contemplation, a sharp glint flashed in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes, and his hands moved so fast that it was dazzling to behold.
He muttered incantations, obscure and difficult-to-understand spells echoing in the Primordial Chaos, as if they were ancient songs that had existed since the beginning of the universe.
The incantation triggered a resonance in the space, causing the surrounding Chaos Energy to surge wildly and form enormous vortexes.
A ghostly blue light shimmered at the center of the vortex, within which mysterious patterns could be vaguely seen constantly shifting, as if it were an entrance to another unknown dimension.
The Chaos Undying Blade hovered in front of him, its blade radiating brilliant light. The Parallel Universe Life and Death Samsara Diagram on the blade swirled wildly, with countless worlds constantly being born and destroyed within it.
The shimmering light in the picture is sometimes as bright as day, illuminating the Chaos Sea in every detail.
At times, the darkness is as deep as an abyss, sending chills down one's spine.
Each shift from light to darkness was accompanied by a deep rumble, like a sigh from the universe.
Countless Law Fragments burst forth from the blade, weaving into a massive net in the air.
This net radiated a mysterious and dangerous light, with Chaos Lightning Tribulation around its edges. Each bolt of lightning contained the power of destruction and rebirth, crackling and sparking in all directions.
Wherever the rune network passed, the space was illuminated by lightning, presenting an eerie purple hue. Within the purple light, some mysterious symbols could be faintly seen flickering. These symbols seemed to be the script of some ancient language, recording the ultimate mysteries of Primordial Chaos.
"Since I can't destroy you directly, then I'll strip away your power from your nine lifetimes one by one!" Ren Xiaoyao said in a deep voice, his voice carrying an unquestionable majesty, as if it were a pronouncement of the Chaos Law.
As he finished speaking, the moment the Chaos Rune Net touched the golden cage, a powerful suction force erupted like Black Hole.
The Human Emperor Nine Lives Body inside the cage immediately felt countless invisible giant hands pulling his power outwards.
He struggled frantically, his Power of Nine Lifetimes surging within him in an attempt to resist the suction force.
The energy around him surged wildly, forming huge Energy Storm. Within these storms, countless Energy Turbulence collided with each other, producing deafening roars.
Small-scale spatial folding even appeared at the edge of the storm, with space groaning in agony as it twisted.
The power of the first incarnation was the first to begin to stir.
The phantom of the Sky-Opening Axe struggled frantically behind the Human Emperor Nine Lives Body, spewing out scorching Primordial Chaos magma from the Space Cracks created by the axe blade, which cascaded down like a raging waterfall.
Wherever it went, the Chaos Sea was scalded with huge craters.
When the magma came into contact with the Chaos Sea, it made a hissing sound and produced a large amount of white smoke, which also contained some tiny Mars.
These Mars landed on the Chaos Crystal, instantly igniting it and triggering a series of small explosions.
However, under the powerful force of the Chaos Runes, the phantom gradually became illusory, and the World-Opening Law on the axe blade were slowly eroded by the rune network.
Ren Xiaoyao grabbed at the air with both hands, and the rune net suddenly contracted. The Sky-Opening Axe Phantom emitted an unwilling hum, the sound like the sigh of Ancient Gods, echoing throughout the entire Chaos Sea.
The light on the axe blade grew weaker and weaker, eventually transforming into a golden beam of light, which was then absorbed into the Chaos Rune Net.
The Human Emperor Nine Lives Body let out a painful scream, his voice filled with despair and helplessness. His body trembled violently, as if he had lost his support, and he knelt on the ground.
Golden blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and fell into the Chaos Sea, instantly evaporating into golden mist. His eyes were filled with pain and resentment, and a trace of fear even flashed in his pupils, as if he had seen his own doom.
Immediately afterwards, the illusory image of the Flying Sword in the second life also began to waver.
Under the pressure of the rune network, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder changed from an eerie dark green back to a pure gold, but lost its sharpness in the process.
The countless Sword Qi, like soldiers stripped of their souls, became weak and powerless, turning into specks of light that were absorbed by the rune network.
The face of the Human Emperor Nine Lives Body turned as pale as paper, and black veins appeared under his skin, traces of the erosion by Dark Power, which were becoming more and more obvious as the power was lost.
He frantically channeled his inner power, trying to recall the illusory Flying Sword, but to no avail.
The Flying Sword struggled within the rune net, its blade emitting mournful cries, like the weeping of a wanderer, heartbreaking to hear.
Fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the sword, and black substances kept seeping out from the cracks, as if it were the blood of the Flying Sword.
Finally, the Flying Sword transformed into a streak of light and vanished completely, leaving only a long, drawn-out Sword Hum echoing in the Chaos Sea. The Sword Hum carried a trace of resentment and helplessness as it gradually dissipated into the Primordial Chaos void.
The third-generation Mountain River Society Diagram unfolds an illusory scene, attempting to trap the rune network in an endless illusion.
In the illusion, Ren Xiaoyao found himself in a desolate battlefield, surrounded by mountains of corpses covered with eerie vines that shimmered with a ghostly blue light.
Blood rained down from the sky, falling to the ground and forming pools of blood. Bubbles rose continuously from these pools, making a gurgling sound.
The earth was stained dark red with blood, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and decay.
On the battlefield, tattered flags fluttered in the wind, broken swords were stuck in the soil, and occasionally the groans of wounded soldiers could be heard, filled with pain and despair.
But Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were firm, and with a flick of his finger, a Chaos Sword Qi pierced through the air.
Wherever the Sword Qi passed, space shattered inch by inch, producing a crisp sound like breaking glass.
The illusion collapsed like glass, and the power of the Mountain River Society Diagram disintegrated under the impact of the Sword Qi, turning into streams of light that were captured by the rune network.
The mountains and rivers in the picture are shattered, the cities are collapsing, and they are emitting bursts of rumbling, as if mourning the lost power.
Amidst the roar, Ancient Incantations could be heard, seemingly the Mountain River Society Diagram rebelling against its will, its voice filled with anger and resentment.
The mysterious runic power of the Fourth Incarnation began to flicker violently under the pull of the runic network.
The runes shifted and changed in the air, attempting to form a new array to resist, but the power of the Chaos Rune Net was too great, and each mysterious rune was disintegrated one by one.
As the runes decomposed, they emitted Dazzling Light and a piercing shriek. The light illuminated a corner of the entire Chaos Sea, and the shriek made the eardrums of the Human Emperor Nine Lives Body ache.
He clutched his head in his hands, writhing in agony within the cage.
His hair was disheveled from the pain, his face was covered in sweat and tears, and his eyes were filled with despair and fear.
Black smoke began to appear around his body, with mysterious symbols flashing within it, as if the runes were making their final struggle.
In the end, the power of the mysterious runes transformed into specks of starlight, which were absorbed by the rune network, leaving only Void.
In the Void, occasionally, fragments of remaining runes could be seen flickering, as if making a final struggle, their light revealing a trace of unwillingness and helplessness.
The Ancient Battle Souls of the fifth generation roared within the rune network, clad in armor and wielding weapons, as they charged towards it.
The roars of the warriors echoed like thunder across the Chaos Sea, their weapons creating bursts of Energy Storm.
Amidst the storm, the figures of the warriors appeared and disappeared, their eyes filled with the will to fight and a yearning for freedom.
Each battle spirit is like a valiant warrior, fighting for their last shred of dignity.
But the Chaos Rune Net was like a giant vortex, swallowing up the attacks of the battle spirits one by one.
The figures of the battle spirits gradually became transparent in the Energy Storm, their eyes filled with resentment and despair.
Their weapons began to crack, their armor gradually shattered, and the light around their bodies grew weaker and weaker.
Finally, the Ancient Battle Souls let out a tragic roar, a sound filled with resistance against fate, before turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating into the Chaos Rune Net.
Only a faint fighting spirit remained in the air.
In the midst of the fighting spirit, one can also feel the indomitable spirit of the warriors, as if telling future generations that they never truly surrendered, and even in the face of death, they fought to the very last moment.
The sixth incarnation's spiritual array power formed a massive barrier within the rune network. The barrier shimmered with various strange lights, which intertwined to form mysterious patterns.
The barrier emitted powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, which spread outwards like ocean waves, dyeing the Chaos Sea waters of wherever they reached.
The spirit array continued to operate, attempting to repel the rune network, but the Chaos Rune Net was like a hungry beast, constantly eroding the edges of the spirit array.
The light of the spirit array gradually dimmed, its operating speed slowed down, and small cracks began to appear on the barrier.
Finally, the spirit array emitted a loud bang and collapsed completely.
Powerful spiritual energy spread out in all directions, forming small vortexes that attracted and repelled each other, emitting sharp whistling sounds.
Mysterious runes flickered continuously within the vortex of spiritual energy, as if it were the final lament of a spirit array.
The vortex of spiritual energy was quickly absorbed by the rune network, leaving only a mess behind.
Amidst the chaos, some broken spirit array runes could still be seen, scattered throughout the Chaos Sea, like the last remnants of the spirit array, emitting a faint light and telling tales of its former glory.
The Seventh Incarnation's arcane Law Power transformed into countless Dao God beams of light, weaving through the rune network in an attempt to find its weaknesses and break through.
Wherever the beam of light touched, it cut out tiny cracks in space, from which black energy seeped out.
These black energies moved through space like living things, attempting to erode the rune network.
They continuously gathered in the cracks, forming black spheres whose surfaces shimmered with an eerie light.
But the power of the Chaos Rune Net is omnipresent, and every beam of light is shattered the moment it touches the network.
Arcane Law Power began to coalesce into a massive sphere, its surface shimmering with an eerie light, within which mysterious runes constantly appeared and disappeared.
An attempt to launch a final counterattack.
However, under the immense pressure of the Chaos Rune Net, the sphere exploded with a deafening roar, and the shockwave generated by the explosion created enormous waves in the Chaos Sea.
The arcane Law Power dissipated into countless tiny fragments, which were swallowed by the rune network, leaving only a faint, mysterious aura lingering in the air.
Within its aura, one can still sense the mystery and power of the secret Law Power, as if it were telling of past glories and lingering resentment.
The phantom images of the eighth incarnation's Precious Artifact shone brightly within the rune network. The Precious Artifact were of various shapes, some resembling swords with mysterious patterns engraved on their blades and gleaming with a cold light.
Some are like shields, their surfaces inlaid with various gemstones, which emit Dazzling Light.
Some are like pagodas, with nine levels, each with different runes flashing.
The Precious Artifact unleashed their powerful energy, and the swords unleashed sharp Sword Qi Sword Qi that formed a massive Sword Curtain in the air, Sword Curtain with countless tiny Sword-Ray.
The shield formed a sturdy barrier, its surface shimmering with the light of Defense Runes, within which mysterious symbols flowed continuously.
The pagoda emitted Dazzling Light, which also contained a powerful Suppression Power; wherever the light reached, the space was illuminated.
But the power of the Chaos Rune Net surged in like a tidal wave, overwhelming the attacks of the Precious Artifact one by one.
The Precious Artifact gradually dimmed, and cracks appeared on their surfaces. These cracks continued to widen, extending from one end of the Precious Artifact to the other.
Finally, the Precious Artifact shattered with a crisp cracking sound, turning into countless fragments that were absorbed by the rune network, leaving only a shimmering light and broken afterimages.
In the afterimage, one can still see the former majesty and power of the Precious Artifact, as if recalling their past glory. The light gradually fades, leaving only endless regret.
The moment the power of the Ninth Incarnation was stripped away, the Human Emperor Nine Lives Body completely lost the ability to resist, turning into a faint ray of light and being trapped in the center of the Chaos Rune Net.
The power of those nine lifetimes was separated by the rune network and suspended in different locations.
Every force struggled desperately within the rune network, forming small Energy Vortex, like trapped beasts fighting for their lives.
Within the Energy Vortex, Dazzling Light and ear-piercing roars erupted intermittently. Within the light, afterimages of power could be seen flickering, conveying emotions of anger, resentment, and despair.
Amidst the roar, one could also hear the fury and howl of power, a sound filled with resistance against fate.
These Energy Vortex attract and repel each other, constantly rotating within the rune network, creating a bizarre yet spectacular scene.
"Now, it's time to completely annihilate these forces!" Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were resolute, and he swung the Chaos Undying Blade once more.
A flash of light, like a golden lightning bolt piercing the Primordial Chaos darkness.
The power of the nine lifetimes within the Chaos Rune Net was instantly enveloped by a powerful Chaos Power Chaos Power, which, like a surging tide, tightly surrounded the nine powers.
Ren Xiaoyao chanted the ancient Chaos World-Destroying Curse, each syllable carrying the power to World Creation. The incantation echoed in the Chaos Sea, as if the entire world was trembling.
As the incantation was chanted, the surrounding space began to distort and deform, and time seemed to stand still.
The first incarnation of the Sky-Opening Axe Phantom was shattered inch by inch by the impact of the Chaos Power, emitting mournful cries, the sound like the weeping of Ancient Gods, filled with sorrow and despair.
The World-Opening Law on the axe blade were completely destroyed, turning into countless tiny specks of light, which eventually dissipated into dust in the Primordial Chaos, leaving only a faint aura of World-Opening Technique drifting in the air, carrying a trace of nostalgia for the past and helplessness about the future.
The light of the Flying Sword in its second life faded, and the blade disintegrated into countless tiny fragments, clattering and clanging in the Chaos Power, as if the Flying Sword were playing its final lament.
Subsequently, the fragments were devoured by the Chaos Power, leaving only a long, resonant Sword Hum echoing in the Chaos Sea. The Sword Hum carried a trace of regret and reluctance as it gradually disappeared into the depths of Primordial Chaos.
The powers of the other lifetimes also vanished, some turning into Void and disappearing completely in the Primordial Chaos.
Some were broken down into the purest energy by the Chaos Power and reintegrated into the Chaos Sea.
During the annihilation, various strange scenes flashed by, some like falling stars, trailing long tails of light, with mysterious symbols flickering in the tails, as if conveying some kind of information.
Some erupted like volcanoes, with lava cascading down like waterfalls, turning the Chaos Sea red. The lava contained powerful Power of Destruction, reducing everything in its path to nothingness.
Some surged like storms, their powerful energy tearing apart the surrounding space to form enormous Black Hole. These Black Hole emitted a mysterious attraction, devouring everything in their path.
The Human Emperor Nine Lives Body stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief as he watched his power recede like the tide, being obliterated bit by bit. His body also became increasingly transparent as his power dissipated, as if he would disappear from the world completely at any moment.
His heart was filled with despair, a feeling as if he had been abandoned by the entire world. He had once possessed unparalleled power, but now he could barely sustain his own existence.
His figure swayed precariously in the wind, as if he might collapse at any moment. The expression on his face gradually changed from initial anger to blankness and vacancy, as if he had lost all vitality.