In fact, just as the woman had thought, the outcome of this battle was indeed about to emerge, and there would be no suspense.
But although its outcome held no suspense, that did not mean it would follow the ordinary laws of the world and end in life or death.
For that was already a realm beyond comprehension.
The reincarnation of life, the alternation of life and death, wounds too severe to heal-within that realm, such things could hardly exert any substantial effect. Or, to put it another way, measured solely through the concept of time, any effect would take at least several years in a relative sense to appear.
In short, victory and defeat might occur in an instant, but life and death would not be decided so swiftly.
The Sword Embryo blazed, displaying an absolutely incisive force. Past and present were divided into layers, like one blue heaven after another, evoking the Thirty-Three Heavens of ancient legend.
The Memorial Tablet countered without yielding, unleashing power of the utmost might. Through its bloody light and the towering "wind and waves" it stirred up, it forcibly stretched out the "distance," instantly placing itself somewhere infinitely far away.
"Hm?" Di Yi murmured in surprise. He had not expected the Memorial Tablet to have such a reserve at this critical moment, relying on an uncanny shift to escape the Domain radiating from the Sea of Potential beneath his Sword Embryo.
Boom!
The "distance" the Memorial Tablet forcibly stretched out was vast and unfathomable, as though Great Thousand Worlds and endless universes lay between it and the sword light. It was neither in the present world nor within the past, present, or future, carrying an indescribably ethereal quality.
Under these circumstances, had it faced another being, its countermeasure might have succeeded. Unfortunately, its