Space-Time Annihilation

On the arena, Huo Yuhao raised his head and calmly looked at the dark golden figure in mid-air.

Long Yue Yue's eyes, which had been burning with fighting spirit, now became dim and unfocused, and the powerful aura around him, which was approaching that of Titled Douluo, was visibly weakening.

Saint Dragon Douluo Enci, as expected of a Limit Douluo, was able to determine that Long Yue was using a spiritual domain simply by observing the abnormal consumption of his soul power.

In fact, Huo Yuhao had only recently developed this Spirit Domain, and this was the first time he had used it in battle. The effect was even better than he had expected.

Huo Yuhao named this domain the "Space-Time Annihilation Domain".

The term "time and space" comes from Huo Yuhao's profound understanding of his own personal journey through time and space over the years. It not only includes the concept of space, but also touches on the supreme law of time.

The word "disillusionment" comes from his Spirit Eyes Martial Soul, which is an extension of his Divine Power.

Simply put, the effect of the Space-Time Annihilation Domain is to forcibly pull the opponent's Divine Power into an independent consciousness space personally constructed by Huo Yuhao.

In this space, the flow of time is controlled by Huo Yuhao; a moment outside can be stretched infinitely here.

Of course, the greater the difference in time flow between the two locations, the more it would consume Huo Yuhao's Divine Power.

Within this space, although Huo Yuhao did not possess any direct physical attack power, he could create illusions at will that were so realistic that it was difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

To outsiders, Long Yue appeared to be merely floating motionless above the arena with a blank stare, but his consciousness had already been drawn into the independent space of the Space-Time Annihilation Domain.

There, he was engaged in a fierce and exhilarating battle with "Huo Yuhao," fighting from mid-air to the ground, and then from the ground back to the sky.

The clash of Soul Skill, the brutal impact of every punch, made every move so realistic that Long Yue was completely unaware that he had fallen into an illusion.

In the short time it Long Yue outside, Long Yue felt as if he and Huo Yuhao had exchanged over a hundred blows.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

Long Yue's chest heaved violently, and he breathed heavily. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he looked at Huo Yuhao.

At the beginning of their fight, he felt that although Huo Yuhao's cultivation was comparable to his own, his attacks and Soul Skill did not seem as fierce and domineering as he had imagined, and he did not seem very strong.

But the more he fought, the more alarmed he became, because no matter what he did or what Soul Skill he used, he seemed unable to defeat his opponent.

What made him even more desperate was that the opponent's Soul Power and physical strength seemed to be inexhaustible.

He was drenched in sweat and panting heavily, and his movements were noticeably slower than when the battle had just begun.

But Huo Yuhao on the other side still had clear eyes, and there wasn't even a bead of sweat on his forehead, as if he had maintained his peak condition from beginning to end.

Long Yue was unwilling to accept defeat like this; he couldn't lose, especially not on the stage where he had initiated the challenge.

A surge of violence and madness, originating from the depths of his bloodline, exploded in his chest like ignited gunpowder, and his originally dark golden eyes suddenly turned blood red.

At this moment, the power of the Mountain Dragon King's bloodline completely overwhelmed his reason, resulting in an even stronger, more violent, and almost out-of-control destructive force.

In his berserk state, Long Yue was like an ancient Ferocious Beast that had broken free of its shackles; every punch he threw caused the entire arena to tremble violently.

Even so, he still couldn't defeat his opponent, and he still couldn't leave even a single physical wound on "Huo Yuhao".

Just as Long Yue Yue's Soul Power was about to be completely exhausted and his body could no longer support this crazy power, "Huo Yuhao" suddenly moved.

With a simple thrust, his figure seemed to transform into a silver lightning bolt, instantly bridging the tens of meters between the two, the cold tip of his sword tearing through the air and aiming straight for Long Yue's face.

Long Yue tried to dodge, but his body had already exceeded its limit. He couldn't even muster the strength to raise his arm to block, and could only watch helplessly as that cold glint rapidly enlarged before his eyes.

Finally, with a single thrust of his sword, he Long Yue squarely between the eyebrows.

To the outside world, only a minute had passed since the host passionately announced the official start of the Exhibition Match.

The more than 300,000 eager Star Luo Empire in the stands could no longer contain themselves, and a murmur of discussion rose and fell like a tide in the stands.

They looked completely bewildered, utterly confused about what the two people below were doing, having not witnessed the spectacular duel the host had described!

Just then, the dark golden figure in mid-air suddenly shook violently without warning, and the huge Dragon Wings on its back drooped down helplessly as if they had lost all their power.

Long Yue's body tilted to one side, and he fell straight down from mid-air.

With a muffled thud, his burly body slammed heavily onto the ring, lying there motionless, his fate unknown.

The clamor in the audience abruptly ceased, as if an invisible hand had simultaneously gripped the throats of 300,000 people.

The entire Star Luo Stadium fell into an eerie silence. No one understood what had happened, and no one knew how Long Yue had collapsed.

But one thing everyone understood was that the outcome of this duel was already decided.

The host stared wide-eyed at the scene, a rare look of bewilderment and shock appearing on his usually composed face.

However, he was a seasoned veteran who had hosted countless large-scale events, and he quickly regained his composure after a brief moment of distraction.

He cleared his throat and announced in his still-enthusiastic and resonant voice, "Absolutely brilliant! Absolutely stunning! Both contestants are geniuses that appear only once in a millennium. Clearly, they just engaged in a profound and unfathomable battle of Spirit Domain that we could not see with the naked eye."

"Unfortunately, Long Yue was ultimately outmaneuvered and lost to Huo Yuhao."

"The Federation's number one genius truly lives up to his reputation..."

Huo Yuhao stood on the arena and glanced indifferently at the host who was flying through the air, spitting as he spoke.

The other party's statement was clearly an attempt to smooth things over, to both save face for the Star Luo Empire's number one genius and to give a reasonable explanation to the 300,000 viewers.

The stronger Huo Yuhao was portrayed, the more acceptable Long Yue's defeat became to people.

However, his guess wasn't entirely wrong; he and Long Yue had indeed just engaged in a battle of Spirit Domain.

However, Long Yue Yue's defeat was not a narrow one; he was completely manipulated and crushed from start to finish.

Huo Yuhao slowly walked off the stage. As soon as he reached the entrance to the Contestant Passage, several familiar figures came into his view.

Xie Xie charged ahead, followed closely by Tang Wulin, with Xu Xiaoyan jogging behind. Even Long Chen, Xue Liushuang, and Weng Daimin from the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy came along.

Clearly, they had all come to congratulate Huo Yuhao on defeating Long Yue. After all, this battle was a victory for the Federation, and in this united front against a common enemy, the usual sectarian differences and academy rivalries could be temporarily set aside.

Xie Xie was the first to rush forward, and upon reaching Huo Yuhao, he grinned impatiently, "I knew Long Yue was no match for you! But Yuhao, how exactly did you defeat him? We watched from the private room for ages, and all we saw was you two staring at each other without even lifting a finger. How did he suddenly collapse?"

Huo Yuhao glanced behind Xie Xie; the others also looked on with curiosity.

Huo Yuhao smiled and simply said four words: "We'll talk about it when we get back."

On the other side of the arena, the other Seven Heavenly Kings of the Monster Academy had already rushed onto the stage at the first moment, and the seven figures surrounded the unconscious Long Yue tightly.

After a flurry of frantic checks, they confirmed that Long Yue had only fainted due to exhaustion of his Soul Power and Divine Power, and that he did not have any serious injuries. Only then did they all breathe a sigh of relief.

After a while, Long Yue slowly woke up, opening his bloodshot, dark golden eyes. His vision gradually cleared, and he saw seven familiar faces filled with worry and concern.

He was stunned for a long time before uttering his first words after waking up. "I'm not dead?"

Dai Yun'er squatted down beside him, reached out and patted his forehead, replying with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "Of course you're not dead, but we were really scared to death just now. We thought you'd been seriously injured."

Long Yue blinked blankly, the last memory in his mind still being the image of that silver figure piercing his brow with a sword.

He clearly remembered the bone-chilling cold and stinging pain when the sword tip pierced his brow; the feeling was so real it didn't feel like a dream.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch his brow; it was smooth and flat to the touch, without a trace of blood.

The people around him exchanged glances, looking bewildered. After all, like the 300,000 spectators, they hadn't understood how Long Yue had lost the entire time.