Calamity Transfer, Fate Exchange

Qing Xuan's gaze fell upon the Dragon phantom that repeatedly re-formed, then followed the Dark-Gold Dragon Runes covering its body to the deepest part of the spear scar.

Each time that Dragon Race Great Luo reshaped his body, the power of the entire Ruined Realm completed a full circulation.

The Dao traces within the battlefield ruins were awakened by the formation, gathering along the Dark-Gold Dragon Runes at the spear scar. After being transformed by some force, they were poured back into that wisp of True Spirit.

And every time he blocked the formation's attacks, the Dark-Gold Dragon Runes that entered Qing Xuan's world left behind the complete path of that power's circulation.

His opponent relied on the formation to continuously re-form his Dao body.

Qing Xuan, meanwhile, used every move his opponent made to deduce the entire grand formation in reverse.

"Qing Yi, force him to re-form himself once more."

Qing Xuan's voice entered the young woman's mind directly.

"He has turned the entire Ruined Realm into his Dao body. Every recovery requires the formation to run from beginning to end once. I need to see where the final portion of power goes."

Qing Yi sent the charging Dragon phantom flying with one palm strike, then looked back at him.

"You want to enter the depths of the spear scar?"

"He has already taken the initiative to leave the path open for me. If I do not go, would that not disappoint this killing trap he has cultivated over countless years?"

Qing Yi understood what he meant.

"Then go do what you need to do. He will not get past me."

Having said that, the young woman withdrew her gaze.

The Eastern Green Lotus Treasure-Colored Banner fluttered in the wind. The myriad rays of clear light that had originally enveloped Qing Yi suddenly contracted, all merging into her Creation Great Dao.

Qing Yi took the initiative to give up most of her defenses, appearing directly above the enormous Dragon phantom.

A palm descended.

The vast Creation Great Dao erupted completely.

Every law in that region of void was forcibly reshaped beneath her palm. Beginning from its horns, the enormous Dragon body crumbled inch by inch, before ultimately exploding from head to tail beneath that strike.

That wisp of True Spirit had clearly not expected Qing Yi to unleash such terrifying power even without an offensive spiritual treasure.

The entire Ruined Realm suddenly shook as countless Dragon Runes surged wildly forth, re-forming his Dao body once again.

At that very moment, Qing Xuan vanished from where he stood.

The World Dao carried his figure through layer after layer of shattered Space-Time, entering the black fissure left behind by the Godslayer Spear.

The seals along the way appeared perilous, yet they always left behind a path leading to the deepest point at just the right moment.

It was too smooth.

So smooth that it seemed someone feared Qing Xuan would fail to find the true formation core and had deliberately shown him the way.

Though Qing Xuan knew this, his speed did not slow in the slightest.

Only when he arrived at the deepest part of the spear scar did a gray fragment, neither quite a pearl nor not a pearl, emerge before him.

Countless ancient Chaos Dao runes enveloped it.

A wisp of extremely dim Dragon Race True Spirit was anchored outside the fragment.

Before Qing Xuan could approach, the entire grand formation abruptly reversed.

The Dragon phantom that had been fighting Qing Yi outside suddenly dispersed, its immense power rushing along the Dark-Gold Dragon Runes into the spear scar.

The lingering killing intent of the Godslayer Spear was awakened as well.

The black spear radiance did not attack Qing Xuan's Dao body. Instead, it plunged directly into the River of Time, locking onto every one of his reflections across immeasurable Space-Time.

Past, present, future.

A black spear phantom appeared upon every Qing Xuan's Dao Fruit at the same instant.

The voice of that Dragon Race Great Luo finally rang out once more.

This time, it no longer carried its former fury. Instead, it held the exhilaration of finally having its wish fulfilled after waiting endless years.

"Since you have already seen that this is the path I left for you, you still dare to step into the formation core on your own? I truly do not know whether to call you confident or foolish."

"Back then, the Godslayer Spear destroyed my Dao body, shattered my primordial spirit, and even nailed its final killing intent onto my Daluo Dao Fruit. Though I preserved a trace of my True Spirit with this fragment, I have never been able to return to the Primordial World's Space-Time."

"Over endless years, I have long transformed the Dragon Race Seal into a Calamity-Transferring Formation."

"A Great Luo Killing Calamity can naturally only be replaced by another Daluo Dao Fruit. Since you have willingly stepped onto the sacrificial altar, bear this killing calamity in my place!"

The black spear phantoms suddenly fell.

Qing Xuans throughout countless Space-Times were pierced by the killing intent of the Godslayer Spear at once.

His Daluo Dao Fruit shook violently.

The entire Ruined Realm frantically drew upon Qing Xuan's aura, attempting to completely transfer the killing calamity that had entangled the Dragon Race True Spirit for countless years onto his Dao Fruit.

Yet at the instant the Calamity-Transferring Formation began operating in full, the world behind Qing Xuan unfolded as well.

Amid its mountains, rivers, and Four Seas, the Dark-Gold Dragon Runes that had previously entered with the formation's attacks appeared simultaneously.

There were not many of them.

Far too few for Qing Xuan to seize control of the entire Dragon Race grand formation.

Yet these Dragon Runes perfectly reflected the full path by which the formation's power gathered from the Ruined Realm, flowed into the spear scar, and then returned to the Dragon Race True Spirit.

That Dragon Race Great Luo finally sensed that something was wrong.

"You reflected the formation's operational momentum into your own Dao?"

"You used words to delay for time, waiting for the grand formation to close completely."

Standing amid countless black spear phantoms, Qing Xuan's expression remained unchanged.

"I likewise needed time to watch you run this formation completely from beginning to end."

"Otherwise, how could I know who this calamity-transferring killing trap should ultimately return to?"

The vast world suddenly reversed.

Qing Xuan did not control the Dragon Race Seal outside, nor did he forcibly break this grand formation cultivated over countless years.

He merely used his own world to bear the portion of power currently being circulated by the formation.

Then, he sent it back along its original path!

All the Dark-Gold Dragon Runes reflected throughout the mountains, rivers, and Four Seas flowed backward at once.

The Godslayer Spear's killing intent, which had been about to transfer onto Qing Xuan's Dao Fruit, abruptly halted. It then followed the formation's original power path and surged back toward the wisp of Dragon Race True Spirit anchored outside the Chaos Pearl Fragment.

"No!"

An alarmed and furious Dragon roar echoed through the Ruined Realm.

The formation did not collapse because of this. It merely experienced a brief instant of reverse flow.

But for that Dragon Race Great Luo, who had only a wisp of True Spirit remaining and relied entirely upon the formation to sustain all his power, that instant was already fatal.

Outside, the enormous Dragon body that had just re-formed suddenly stiffened.

Qing Yi did not miss the opportunity Qing Xuan had created for her.

The young woman in green appeared before the Dragon phantom in a single step. Gathering all of her Creation Great Dao into her palm, she struck the Dragon's head without holding anything back.

Boom!

The Dragon's head shattered on the spot.

The entire massive Dragon body also crumbled inch by inch beneath the vast force of creation, once again turning into countless scattered battlefield Dao traces.

At the same time, Qing Xuan had already arrived before the gray fragment.

The formation's reverse flow was only temporary.

The surrounding Dark-Gold Dragon Runes were rapidly recovering, and the Godslayer Spear's killing intent could descend again at any time.

Qing Xuan did not waste this fleeting opportunity.

The Chaos Origin that he had kept restrained within his body finally revealed itself completely before the fragment for the first time.

Buzz—

An ancient Dao resonance, as though it had come from before the creation of heaven and earth, suddenly spread throughout the entire Ruined Realm.

The Chaos Restriction, which had never truly opened despite being nurtured by that wisp of Dragon Race True Spirit for countless years, unexpectedly lit up of its own accord at this moment.

Rays of Chaos light passed through the seal and fell upon Qing Xuan.

The Dark-Gold Dragon Runes that had begun gathering again also froze beneath this sudden power.

The Dragon Race True Spirit, which had just suffered the backlash of the Godslayer Spear's killing intent, finally sensed the resonance of their shared origin.

"This aura..."

"Why do you share the same origin as the Chaos Pearl Fragment?"

Qing Xuan did not answer.

Wrapped in Chaos light, the gray fragment detached from its original position for the first time and moved one inch toward him.