Ultragene Warlord

"[Heaven's Judgment]! [Tiger's Howl, Dragon's Bellow]!"

Fang Yi's spear took on the aspect of a dragon of the winds and a storm tiger as he charged forward. Wind and storm combined and crackled at the tip of Fang Yi's spear, and a dragon's howl echoed resoundingly in the air.

Strength surged into his spear.

The combination of wind and lightning generated a frightening force that augmented [Heaven's Judgment]. This was the apex of Fang Yi's technique, which crystallized his frightening combat power.

The spear shot through the Stargod seal and penetrated Xing You's body in a shower of blood.

Xing You cried out as his body trembled. The energies of chaos, time, lightning, and wind ravaged his body.

The Stargods fighting in the distance gaped as they saw what had happened to Xing You. In their shock, they even forgot to attack.

Xing You's body was drenched in blood. How could that be?

"What happened?" the Stargods shouted.

Fang Yi strode out of the cage of void, invincible in his glory.

"Too?" Xing You seemed to be triggered by the word. Calmness was replaced by mounting anger. "Does your 'too' refer to me and Xing Yu, or the entire Stargod race?"

"Is it important?"

Fang Yi clutched his spear. Was a competitor that was about to be eliminated worth replying to?

"You don't understand the glory of the Stargods at all!" Xing You thundered. A burst of holy light emanated from his body.

A mysterious stone within his body shone with lustrous light, bright red one moment, royal purple the next, and pristine white a moment later. The area around him shone with resplendent light as his body and soul began to glow. illuminating the entire virtual realm. The aura was expansive, holy, majestic, and severe; it was grand and all-encompassing. All of it stemmed from that mysterious stone.

Fang Yi recognized that stone immediately, because he had engaged in an intense battle with another of its wielders.

"That's... a stone of starlit fate!"

Xing You smirked. "Xing Yu's not the only one with such a stone, though my compatibility with it can't compare to his."

Xing You's wounds recovered rapidly. He charged forward at an enemy whose strength he recognized.

Fang Yi stood immobile, solid as a mountain. His spear thrust forward in a flash of lightning that shook the heavens.

Such was the incredible force of the attack that a few mountains were uprooted from the ground and exploded in the air.

Xing You's body radiated with light. As Fang Yi closed in on him, the air filled with shining brilliance. Xing You's fist distorted the void itself.

This was a superlative clash, one that left all the spectators awestruck. Divine force bloomed as seals filled the void.

It was as though the world itself were collapsing.

The void blurred. The ground cracked open as scars of void shot through the mountains, tearing apart the world and shocking the spectators further.

The two cultivators seemed as though they were about to break free from the constraints of mortals.

Xing You vanished once more, and the void cage descended. The darkness approached, cold and silent.

Having faced the technique once, Fang Yi was well aware of its secrets. Stripping away light, voice, his physical body, and even his soul—all of that was trickery.

"[Wheel of Time]!"

Fang Yi's spear took on the aspects of time and age. Temporal winds buffeted the spear, and a mysterious light began to circle the spear like lightning.

A wheel of light appeared behind Fang Yi, taking on the form of a clock.

The tolling of a bell reverberated through the pocket dimension.

"[Winds of Aeon]!"

Fang Yi invoked the power of time, which revolved around his spear. Spatial force mixed with it, extending toward Fang Yi's hand and spreading throughout his body, augmenting it. The wheels of time to his back bolstered his body—but his strength didn't spread further.

Wind and storm howled around him. The wheels of time to his back glowed with light, forming radiant halos that illuminated the sky. Formless time let out a blinding light even more piercing than the sun, wrapping around his entire body and shrouding him in a barrier of light.

Fang Yi's body distorted and split into two, as though he had been isolated from spacetime.

Wind and storm whirled around Fang Yi. Spatial force condensed into a moon, and Fang Yi's domain of time manifested itself around him. Even his hair turned purple, crackling with arcs of lightning.

"[Floating Clouds: Echo of Time]!"

Fang Yi morphed into lightning itself. Storms rose up all around him, and he left a flurry of afterimages behind. He thrust forward with his spear.

His spear's afterimages were simultaneously illusory and real. The Fang Yis of various parallel universes, of different timelines, coalesced into one at that very moment. The best outcome glimmered as Xing You clutched his wound and retreated in pain.

In the end, Xing You wasn't like Xing Yu, and he was unable to evoke all the potential in his stone of starlit fate and attune to the Starlit Legend. Fang Yi was able to gain the upper hand even without calling on the stone of counteracting fate himself.

Even so, the tremendous regeneration provided by the stone of starlit fate meant that Xing You wasn't in danger of being defeated in the short term.

Xing You combined spatial force with the Stargod Seal to unleash a blow of tremendous force. The skies pulsed, and celestial light struck the Stargod Seal to draw out its true strength. Formless black chains bound Fang Yi, interwoven with karma and fate. Perhaps this was the true form of the technique.

Fang Yi's body crackled with lightning. With wing and storm, time and space, he shattered the chains and unleashed tremendous strength. A storm swept across the horizon and covered up the sky. The wheels of time to his back glimmered with light. The domain that coalesced around him allowed him to quickly stack up wheels of time.

"[Heaven's Judgment]!"

Fang Yi broke through the constraints of time and returned to the frozen world of gray, with him the only spot of color within. In this state, he was able to simultaneously manifest different techniques at the same time.

Wind and storm combined and crackled at the tip of Fang Yi's spear, imbuing it with sharpness and penetrating strength beyond measure.