Temporal-Spatial Forbidden Art: Momentary Time-Space

Meng Shenji and the others were shocked to see their fatal strike so easily blocked. They could scarcely believe it.

How was this possible? Even a Title Douluo could not have taken a combined attack from the three of them so effortlessly.

Yet the facts lay right before them, leaving them no choice but to believe it. The three of them stared at Duan Yu, their eyes filled with wariness.

They had been hiding in the shadows the entire time and had witnessed every moment of Duan Yu's battle with Zhao Wuji.

But no matter what, after fighting Zhao Wuji, his Soul Power should have been depleted. How could he still block their attack?

"Very good."

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

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Yu gave a low shout, and all of his Soul Power erupted at that moment.

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 bore down upon them like a collapsing mountain and a sweeping sea.

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

"Retreat? Now you want to retreat? You come when you please and leave when you please—how can it be that easy?"

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

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

Dozens of meters away, Bai Baoshan felt the terrifying Soul Power still rising around Duan Yu and was startled. He made the suggestion.

Although all three of them were Soul Douluo, Duan Yu's unusual soul ring configuration had taken them completely by surprise.

Such a young Seven-Ring Soul Saint, with such heaven-defying soul rings... Who exactly was he? Since when had the continent produced such a powerful expert?

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

Meng Shenji narrowed his eyes at Duan Yu. Something felt wrong to him, and he said, "Let's exchange a few moves first. Perhaps he's already at the end of his rope."

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

After reminding them, Bai Baoshan was the first to step forward. He flung the Celestial Star Furnace toward Duan Yu, intending to test him.

At the side, Meng Shenji saw Bai Baoshan strike first and refused to fall behind. He released his Black Demon martial soul and clawed at Duan Yu from behind.

In midair, Duan Yu had long since switched divine artifacts. Wielding the Heavenly Secrets Fan, he continuously traced out Spatial Gates to block the two of them, temporarily causing them to lose themselves in the world of space.

Yet both men remained calm and showed no panic. Releasing the Soul Power of Soul Douluo, they instantly crushed countless Spatial Gates.

Duan Yu's expression gradually grew grave. The Heavenly Secrets Fan continued turning in his hand as he attempted to create countless more Spatial Gates to restrain them.

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

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"What is this?"

Duan Yu blanked for a moment. Once he reacted, the Heavenly Secrets Fan swiftly cut apart those vines, and he flashed away in a streak of silver light, intending to escape the encirclement.

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

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

But at that very moment, a strange scene unfolded. As Duan Yu used the Heavenly Secrets Fan to control the power of space and continuously expand it outward—

The moment the spatial power spread into the Celestial Star Furnace's range, it silently disappeared. The formless yet spiritual flames on the furnace directly wore it away without leaving a trace.

"What is this?!"

Duan Yu's expression changed in shock. Not daring to be careless, he retreated.

A black shadow appeared. The Black Demon had silently circled behind Duan Yu, and an immense power of darkness descended like a curtain of heaven, ready to swallow him whole.

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

Killing moves closed in from both front and back. With the power of space restricted, he could not use it, and there was simply no time to break free.

The killing trap was about to be completed.

Suddenly.

At that moment, Duan Yu's eyes instantly turned silver, and the Instant Pocket Watch appeared, automatically swaying back and forth.

Heaven and earth froze, and the surrounding space seemed to solidify.

Within the frozen time-space, Duan Yu broke free of his restraints. In an instant, he pushed his Soul Power to its limit.

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

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

With a flick of two fingers, Duan Yu sent the longsword 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 Dragon Realm era by the Time Dragon King and the Spatial Dragon King, two close friends.

In order to develop it successfully and compensate for the Time Dragon King's clock face lacking hands after it took shape, the Spatial Dragon King had specially gathered vast resources and sought the Dragon God's aid in upgrading the Heavenly Secrets Fan.

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

Since the two Dragon Kings had fallen, no one had been able to use this divine skill again. Today, its divine might reappeared.

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

The terrifying impact sent all three flying despite Bai Baoshan's timely reaction. Blood splattered through the air.

"Urgh!"

With little Soul Power left to begin with, Duan Yu had forcibly used a divine skill. He staggered and coughed up a mouthful of blood, suffering backlash.

Meng Shenji and the others had indeed guessed correctly. He truly was at the end of his rope. The backlash from forcibly using a forbidden divine skill was far beyond what his current self could endure.

Outside the battle, the three men who had been blasted away and seriously wounded steadied themselves in disarray. 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 managed to withstand the attacks of all three of them.

"Old Meng, what do you think? Are we still fighting? If he uses a few more moves like that, I'm afraid even I 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 of them, and he had taken that attack head-on. Precisely because of that, he knew clearly just how powerful that strike had been.

It was an attack capable of threatening their lives.