Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel
Chapter 658 - 456: You Are the Future_2

At this moment, Chu Zheng's expression was nearly frozen, and he subconsciously murmured:

"Stop..."

He watched the blood-colored meteor that continued relentlessly through the onslaught of the Divine Martial Heavenly Generals, staring fixedly at the blinding frost and silver hair. From the depths of the Dao Seed, suddenly came a disturbance, as if something in that moment, let out a mournful cry of shattering.

Fragments of broken memories surged out from the depths of his mind, this scene before him felt like déjà vu.

......

......

The deadly Killing Array laid out by dozens of Divine Martial Heavenly Generals emitted a terrifying aura of slaughter capable of crushing the flow of time and annihilating all laws.

The runes engraved on the Battle Armor gleamed brightly, the weapons shimmered with a chilling light, exuding the intense Blood Gang that tore through the Void. The crimson web of laws spread wide, crushing down towards Song Lingxue's figure.

"Kill!"

The cold voice of slaughter erupted simultaneously from the mouths of the thirty-nine Divine Martial Heavenly Generals. The sound converged, eliciting a resonance with the Space-time Laws, transforming into a terrifying sonic wave, striking first towards that blood-colored meteor.

Faced with this certain death that would leave all Half Ancestors of All Heavens with eternal regret, Song Lingxue's gaze remained utterly calm. Without hesitation, she shattered through layers of sonic waves and stepped into the Killing Array.

The violent Space-time Laws in this isolated domain beyond the flow of time were passionately ignited.

Endless Space-time Laws erupted, and the Space-time Laws infused with the power of thirty-nine Martial Emperors formed a torrent that rushed together!

The silver-gray Space-time Laws, mingled with the blazing true Blood Gang, transformed into an absolute death zone that devoured everything. Space was annihilated inch by inch as countless tiny Space-Time Fragments spun like the sharpest blades, turning everything engulfed into dust.

The blood-colored meteor and the storm vortex formed by the Space-time Laws collided like two stars burning to the extreme!

Boom——

The center of the collision erupted with divine radiance a billion times more dazzling than the demise of a star. Space-time was forcibly torn apart, the Blood Gang compressed to the extremity was detonated, and the terrifying aftershocks swept across the entire Heavens Beyond Heavens like a world-ending tsunami!

The silver-gray threads of the Space-time Laws were torn in large swathes, and the entire Star Field let out a groan of being overwhelmed, causing Heavenly Punishment, who was far behind, to change color instantly.

At this moment, Song Lingxue's aura had surpassed that of a Half Ancestor, about to forcibly enter the gates of the Ancestral Realm.

Without the aid of Heavenly Fate, Song Lingxue could reach this point?!

A few breaths later, at the center of the storm, the light slightly receded.

The Killing Array powered with full force by the thirty-nine Divine Martial Heavenly Generals had been forcibly torn open a massive gap.

Swish——

The Emperor's Blade swept across the chest of a Divine Martial Heavenly General without the slightest hindrance, with no explosion of the Battle Armor shattering, no divine light bursting of Martial Arts True Intent Blood Flame, and no bloody, gruesome spectacle.

The Heavenly General pierced by the blade silently disintegrated like sand in a wild wind, the vast vigor and resilient sinews that composed his imperial body, as well as the Divine Soul origins ingrained with Dao Veins, failed to moan or scatter, as if swallowed by an invisible black hole, turning into streams of viscous blood-red radiance, frantically surging towards the dark red blade!

Buzz!

The Emperor's Blade issued a low and satisfied hum, its glow burning even more intensely.

Song Lingxue kept swinging the saber, and the heavy armor of the several Divine Martial Heavenly Generals facing the initial onslaught was slashed apart like thin paper by the blade light.

The blade light passed through without blood splattering, the spilled War Blood was absorbed instantly by the crimson battle saber, turning into nourishment. The dying screams caught in their throats vanished completely into the chaotic spacetime, leaving only a few whisps of blue smoke that quickly dispersed.

This terrifying scene unfolded in the blink of an eye. Song Lingxue transformed into an elusive blood-colored phantom within the Killing Array, and each swing of the Emperor's Blade brought forth a dark red arc light, faintly suppressing the anomalies of the Space-time Laws.

Wherever the blade turned, space was effortlessly plowed open like a fragile mirror, and a large crack burning with viscous blood flames appeared on the silver-gray ground flowing with Space-time Laws, rapidly spreading along with Song Lingxue's path.

The shards of shattered weapons and incomplete limbs, all that attempted to block or approach her, were transformed into nourishment for the Emperor's Blade, this ancient battle saber, honing its edge in blood.

The silver-gray Space-Time Fragments collapsed like falling glaciers, crashing down behind Song Lingxue.

In an instant, she tore open the Killing Array, with a single strike she pierced through the cage, and Chu Zheng's figure, as if freed from an invisible shackle, was pulled towards her side by Song Lingxue's Martial Arts True Intent burning with Blood Flame.

"Song Lingxue!"

Chu Zheng's voice was hoarse, suppressed to the utmost: "Why have you come to save me?!"

Under the questioning, there was an overwhelming fear, and the fingertips at her side, hidden within her sleeve, trembled uncontrollably.

Hearing Chu Zheng's questioning, which carried a faint tremor, Song Lingxue did not look at him. Her gaze was firmly locked onto the chaotic flow of space that was continuously torn apart by the Emperor's Blade. Her expression was obscure, with only her cold and emotionless voice clearly reaching Chu Zheng's ears:

"You are the future."

In the next instant, the heavens beyond were torn apart, revealing the boundless starry sky.

"Stay!"

The enraged roar of Heavenly Punishment shattered the chaotic flow of space and time. He no longer remained a bystander, as Song Lingxue's displayed power had completely surpassed his expectations.

He took a step forward, and the blood armor around him erupted with a devouring scarlet glow, leaving no reserves behind. A gigantic palm covered in blood flames struck out forcefully!

The palm print ignored the distance of space and time, and the moment it appeared, it overshadowed Song Lingxue, enveloping dozens of star domains around her.

The blood flames dyed the river of time an eerie dark red, and under the palm print, the flowing river of space-time illusions intertwined in a distressing dark crimson, making the flow of time sticky and chaotic, with fragments of past, present, and future woven within.

He intended to break the space-time with one palm and suppress Song Lingxue along with Chu Zheng into an eternal Blood Prison of Space and Time!

Faced with this terrifying palm that could overturn all the heavenly star domains and solidify time, Song Lingxue did not turn back.

With one hand, she tightly gripped Chu Zheng's arm, and wielding the still fiercely glowing Emperor's Blade, she slashed back toward the blood-red giant palm that shadowed the Star Dome and dyed the times in red.

The blade light was as thin as a strand of hair but faster than the reverse flow of time. Wherever the blade light passed, the sticky space-time stained by the blood flames split silently like red silk cut by the sharpest paper cutter!

Shhh—

In a flash of lightning, the blade light precisely slashed into the center of the palm that covered the sky and the sun.

Boom—

The annihilation light of the Space-time Law erupted with a roar, and the blood flame that dyed the eras red was forcibly torn and dispersed by the blade light, causing the solidified space-time to flow once more.

The violent force of the counterattack rolled back with a bang!

Heavenly Punishment groaned, stepping back half a step, and his hand retreated sharply as if electrocuted. He looked down incredulously at the palm he had extended.

At the palm's center, a bone-deep blade wound with remnants of dark golden ferocious flames was vividly visible, continuously eroding the flesh.

The pale golden Ancestor Blood, containing the essence of the Martial Path Laws, seeped out thread by thread from the wound.

Song Lingxue… actually managed to injure him?!

Heavenly Punishment's eyes showed an uncontrollable intense turmoil, shifting from extreme fury to absurdity in an instant.

He was once the first prodigy of the Martial Path since ancient times, the youngest Martial Emperor before Song Lingxue's ascension, and now the youngest Martial Ancestor.

Yet now, he was injured by a junior who burned her lifespan to forcibly enhance her combat power?!

In the fleeting moment when his mind was reeling, and he examined the palm wound—

Song Lingxue seized the momentum, using the force of the blade to split the blood palm and the recoil of tearing through space-time, her speed soaring once more as she aimed to escape this piece of the starry sky.

But in that brief instant, the remaining Divine Martial Heavenly Generals caught up, enclosing Chu Zheng and Song Lingxue heavily. Their weapons swallowed cold and foreboding gleams, and the invisible killing aura tightened like a noose, locking the two once more.

The Killing Array reconsolidated, imprisoning space-time.

Song Lingxue slowly rotated the blade, the Emperor's Blade pointing diagonally, the dark red edge flowing with thick blood light that devoured time.

"Your previous generation Martial Ancestor once prophesied for me…"

She glanced around at the Divine Martial Heavenly Generals who formed an array around her again. Her icy voice, like a cold wind rising from the Nine Netherworld, resounded once more:

"He said I was destined for a Blood Fiend fate, and in this life… would surely die at the hands of my kin."

Speaking thus, Song Lingxue's lips curled slightly. Her gaze swept over the Divine Martial Heavenly Generals exuding a heavy killing aura and finally landed on Heavenly Punishment. Her cold voice boomed like a thunderclap:

"You, to me… are no different from withered wood and rotten grass. What right do you have to slay me?!"