Time Shuttle

The entire Artifact Refining Hall fell silent.

The artifact refiners and guards who had been left dazed by the ancestor's palm strike all stood frozen in place.

What they had seen was the young holy son, whose body had just been pierced by a High Immortal Lord and injected with lethal poison, standing back up within a hundred breaths without even a scar left behind.

That was not normal.

That was far too abnormal!

No one could tell what method he had used, nor could anyone imagine it.

The Brahma Gold assassin's six compound eyes flashed frantically. He abruptly raised his arms formed from dark-gold secret patterns and pointed at Fang Yan, his voice shrill to the extreme.

"What did you do?!"

Fang Yan slowly spat out the fruit pit in his mouth and took two steps toward him.

"What did I do? Take a guess."

He raised his right hand and opened his palm. The fragment of the Brahma Gold blade that had just been lodged in his lower abdomen now lay quietly in his hand.

It was a small piece of broken blade that had retreated from the wound during Time Reversal.

Fang Yan weighed the broken blade in his hand, then casually tossed it to the ground.

"A High Immortal Lord? You needed poison just to ambush a World Lord?"

The Brahma Gold assassin did not respond to his mockery.

Fang Yan walked up to the Brahma Gold assassin and looked down at him through the flame barrier the ancestor had set up.

"Since you're already here, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Before you die, why not make one more contribution for me?"

Fang Yan clenched his fists, and the smile on his face turned cruel.

Was there anyone good in the entire Gu World besides Shang Xin Ci?

"Are Immortal Lords really that strong? You're just good enough for practice!"

Based solely on Spring Autumn Cicada's thousandfold genetic strength, it already possessed solid Marquis-level combat power.

Not to mention that absurd comprehension of time.

In a deserted region of Xingkong, after the Fang Family ancestor, Flame Ruins King, deployed Space Blockade, he folded his arms and watched the man and cicada fighting in the distance.

The moment Fang Yan showed signs of losing, he would not hesitate to use Space Strangulation to kill the Brahma Gold Race assassin.

That was right. The Fang Family ancestor was at least a Peak King-level powerhouse!

In terms of Law comprehension alone, he was only one step away from becoming a Venerable. Yet that single step had trapped him for endless years, which was why he had also cultivated the path of fused Laws.

Behind Fang Yan, something was taking shape in the void.

Its blue-black carapace was as smooth as a single piece of ink jade polished by time, without the slightest trace of another color.

Faint golden streams of light flowed across the surface of the carapace. The streams followed fixed trajectories, and with every circuit, the golden patterns on its cicada wings brightened a little.

A pair of enormous compound eyes reflected Xingkong in their pitch-black pupils, as though they were not eyes at all, but two wells leading to the end of the universe.

Spring Autumn Cicada was a thousand meters long, with genetic strength a thousand times that of an ordinary specimen!

The instant it emerged from nothingness, a sense of frozen time appeared in Xingkong.

This was the rudiment of Time Pause!

The Brahma Gold Race assassin's six compound eyes all lit up with scarlet light.

He did not care how strong Fang Yan was. He knew only one thing.

Killing Fang Yan was the final command his master had given him.

That command had been carved into the deepest part of his soul, deeper than instinct and more inviolable than death.

"Die!"

He crossed his twin blades before his chest, then suddenly twisted his body and shot toward Fang Yan as a streak of silver-gray light.

His speed was incomparably fast.

Every ounce of a High Immortal Lord's power erupted without reservation at that moment.

His two innate blades, carrying the strength of five hundred Peak World Lords, rapidly enlarged in Fang Yan's pupils.

Spring Autumn Cicada moved slightly.

It did not even change position. One cicada wing merely trembled softly.

A faint golden ripple spread from the wing, silent and unbelievably fast.

The instant that ripple struck the Brahma Gold assassin, his body abruptly halted.

Fang Yan's self-created ordinary secret technique—Time Shuttle!

At that moment, every golden pattern on Spring Autumn Cicada's wings lit up.

Countless faint golden threads surged from those patterns. Fine as hairs, they wove through the air into an enormous, intricate three-dimensional pattern.

The pattern resembled a shuttle flying through the air.

It was not a material shuttle, but a Law shuttle woven from the pure power of the Time Law.

During the hundred years Fang Yan had spent idling away on Yinghuo Star, aside from gnawing fruit and refining Wind Origin Crystals, he had spent all his remaining time pondering one matter.

Spring Autumn Cicada's Time Reversal talent was heaven-defying, but surely he could not rely on getting beaten up and rewinding time to solve every problem?

What if one day he encountered an opponent capable of turning him into dust with a single move? If Time Reversal did not have time to activate, wouldn't he be completely done for?

After eighty years, he had finally found the right direction.

Spring Autumn Cicada's wings themselves were the best vessels for Laws. Those golden patterns were Time Law secret patterns innately engraved upon its wings.

After another twenty years, Fang Yan created Time Shuttle.

He activated the cicada-wing inscriptions in a specific manner, allowing the golden threads to weave a shuttle-shaped pattern in space before shooting it out while carrying the power of the Law of Wind.

The golden shuttle pierced directly through the assassin's divine body, while the Law of Wind raged within it.

"You—!"

The Brahma Gold assassin's six compound eyes widened to their limit, silver-gray light flickering wildly.

Under the power of the Time Law, he had failed to evade that attack, and his divine body directly lost 1%.

The next moment, golden light filled the sky!

Standing atop Spring Autumn Cicada, Fang Yan recited loudly.

"East wind at night sets a thousand trees in bloom, then blows them down, stars falling like rain.

Flute notes stir, jade lamps turn; through the night, fish and dragons dance!"

At once, golden light rained down like a torrential storm.

With every Time Shuttle that passed through him, the life aura around the Brahma Gold assassin weakened a little.

His blade edges began to dull.

Those dark-gold secret patterns dimmed piece by piece beneath the wash of the Time Shuttles.

Divine body loss: 1%, 2%, 4%...

"What exactly are you?!"

The Brahma Gold assassin's voice changed. His divine body was now down to only 67%.

A World Lord had actually made him feel fear.

Fang Yan did not answer, nor did he have time to.

The silver-gray light in the Brahma Gold assassin's eyes suddenly extinguished, replaced by a frenzied, blazing white that seemed capable of burning everything away.

"Let's die together!"

His voice was like metal scraping against glass.

Fang Yan's pupils constricted sharply.

The self-destruction of a Lord-level divine body was enough to turn everything within ten thousand li into nothingness.

Spring Autumn Cicada let out a sharp cry, the golden patterns on its wings flashing wildly.

Fang Yan instinctively mobilized every bit of the Law of Wind, forming a cyan curtain of light as he retreated.

Yet a fiery-red barrier blocked everything for him.

"Ancestor!"

Fang Yan bowed respectfully.

Spring Autumn Cicada gave a soft chirp and slowly folded its wings. Its thousand-meter body vanished back into the void.

"Ancestor, I'm finished."

Flame Ruins King remained silent for a long time.

A World Lord defeating an Immortal across realms.

Those four words sounded simple, but during the early era of the Primordial Universe, the geniuses capable of such a feat could be counted on one hand.

Fang Yan was somewhat nervous as well. He had thought his ancestor would at most be a Marquis Immortal, but he had never expected him to be a King-level powerhouse.