Divine Artifact Fusion, Temporal-Spatial Forbidden Art

Meng Shenji and the others, watching their lethal strike get blocked so easily, were shocked and found it hard to believe.

How was that possible? Even a Title Douluo could never have blocked the combined attack of the three of them so effortlessly.

Yet the facts stood right before them, leaving them no choice but to believe. The three of them stared at Duan Yu together, their eyes full of vigilance.

They had been hiding in the shadows the entire time and had witnessed the whole battle between Duan Yu and Zhao Wuji.

But after fighting Zhao Wuji, his soul power should have been exhausted no matter what. How could he still block their attack now?

"Good."

Duan Yu looked at the people before him and said hoarsely, "The more people there are, the more interesting it gets. Today really is a fine day—so many people get to accompany Zhao Wuji to hell."

As his voice fell, Duan Yu gave a low shout, and all his soul power erupted at once.

Seven soul rings—yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—appeared before everyone. In an instant, silver light surged forth like raging waves, spreading madly in every direction.

An overwhelming aura crashed down upon them.

Meng Shenji and the others did not dare hesitate and immediately retreated.

"Retreating now? You come when you please and leave when you please? It won't be that easy."

Duan Yu spoke in a low voice. His white hair fluttered in the wind, while the Heavenly Secrets Fan and Instant Pocket Watch circled around him. Silver-white and silver-gray radiance spread through the surroundings.

"Old Meng, should we withdraw first? He probably didn't use his full strength in that fight with Zhao Wuji."

Several dozen meters away, Bai Baoshan sensed the terrifying soul power still rising around Duan Yu and was startled. He made the suggestion.

Although all three of them were Soul Douluos, Duan Yu's unusual soul ring configuration had left them stunned.

Such a young Seven-Ring Soul Saint, with such a heaven-defying soul ring configuration... Who exactly was he? Since when had the continent gained such a powerhouse?

If Duan Yu had known what they were thinking, he would have laughed. What Seven-Ring Soul Saint? He had simply used both martial souls at once, concealing the existence of the Time Dragon King with spatial power.

Meng Shenji narrowed his eyes at Duan Yu, feeling that something was off. He said, "Let's exchange a few moves first. Maybe he's already at the end of his rope."

"Fine. Then we'll attack together. Zhilin, have the other Soul Emperors surround this place. Don't let him escape."

After the reminder, Bai Baoshan took the lead. He hurled the Celestial Star Furnace toward Duan Yu, intending to test him out.

At the side, seeing Bai Baoshan attack first, Meng Shenji did not dare fall behind. He released his Black Demon martial soul and clawed at Duan Yu from behind.

In midair, Duan Yu had already switched divine artifacts. Holding the Heavenly Secrets Fan, he continuously drew Spatial Gates to block the two of them, temporarily causing them to lose themselves within the spatial realm.

Yet their expressions remained calm, without the slightest hint of panic. As their Soul Douluo-level soul power erupted, countless Spatial Gates were instantly crushed.

Duan Yu's expression gradually turned grave. The Heavenly Secrets Fan continued to spin in his hand as he attempted to draw countless more Spatial Gates to restrain the two of them.

Just then, countless Evergreen Vines closed in on him from every direction.

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"What the hell?"

Duan Yu froze for a moment. Once he reacted, the Heavenly Secrets Fan swiftly sliced through the vines, and with a flash of silver light, he tried to break out of the encirclement.

But something unexpected happened. The Evergreen Vines around Duan Yu had vanished, replaced by a massive furnace. Wasn't that Bai Baoshan's Celestial Star Furnace?

Flames wreathed the furnace. They had spirit but no form, and it looked utterly ordinary, as though it posed no danger at all.

However, something strange happened at that very moment. As Duan Yu used the Heavenly Secrets Fan to control the spatial power and continuously expand it outward—

The moment that spatial power spread into the Celestial Star Furnace's range, it silently vanished. It was directly worn away by the furnace's formless yet spirited flames, leaving no trace behind.

"What is this?!"

Duan Yu's face changed in alarm. Not daring to be careless, he retreated.

A black shadow appeared. The Black Demon had silently circled behind Duan Yu, and its immense dark power spread like a heavenly curtain, ready to devour him.

At the same time, Zhilin's seventh soul ring lit up. An Evergreen Vine shot into the heavens, fully displaying the power of a Soul Douluo.

Killing moves came from both front and back. With his spatial power restricted, he had no way to use it and no time to break free.

The killing trap had already taken shape.

Suddenly.

At that moment, Duan Yu's eyes instantly turned silver. The Instant Pocket Watch appeared and began to sway on its own.

Heaven and earth came to a halt, and the surrounding space seemed to freeze.

Within the congealed time-space, Duan Yu broke free of his restraints. In an instant, the soul power around him surged to its limit.

"Temporal-Spatial Forbidden Art, Momentary Time-Space!"

The Instant Pocket Watch floated into the air and rapidly enlarged, becoming a clearly visible clock face. Spatial power from the Heavenly Secrets Fan spread outward, and the fan itself transformed into a longsword.

With a flick of two fingers, Duan Yu sent the longsword flying onto the clock face, where it became a moving hand!

The Temporal-Spatial Forbidden Art was a divine skill jointly deduced and developed during the era of the Dragon Realm by the Time Dragon King and the Spatial Dragon King, two close friends.

To successfully develop it and make up for the Time Dragon King's clock face lacking hands after it took shape, the Spatial Dragon King had specially sought out vast resources and asked the Dragon God to upgrade the Heavenly Secrets Fan.

Only then could the Heavenly Secrets Fan transform into a longsword and become the clock hand.

After the two Dragon Kings perished, no one could wield this divine skill again. Today, its divine might reappeared.

A force capable of devouring heaven and destroying earth erupted around Duan Yu. The clock face blasted forth, and countless tiny silver-gray and silver-white needles burst out through the power of time-space, striking the three men.

The terrifying force sent them all flying despite Bai Baoshan's timely reaction. Blood sprayed through the air.

"Urgh!"

Already left with little soul power, Duan Yu had forcibly used a divine skill. He staggered, spat out a mouthful of blood, and suffered backlash.

Meng Shenji and the others had indeed been right earlier. He truly was at the end of his rope now. The backlash from forcibly using a forbidden divine skill was far too great, far beyond what he could currently endure.

Outside the battle, the three heavily injured men who had been blasted away steadied themselves in a miserable state. Blood seeped from the corners of their mouths as they stared at Duan Yu in disbelief.

How could he be this powerful? A mere Soul Saint had actually withstood the attacks of all three of them head-on.

"Old Meng, what do we do? Are we still fighting? If he uses a few more moves like that, I probably won't be able to block them. Will you block them then?"

Bai Baoshan suppressed the injuries within his body and looked at Duan Yu with a grave expression.

His defense was the strongest among the three, and he had taken that strike head-on. Because of that, he understood exactly how powerful that attack had been.

It was an attack powerful enough to threaten their lives.