Chapter 958: Human Gate Su Yu

Jitian died.

This one who always wanted to be human, scheming and calculating, still died.

At this moment, those who schemed too much all died.

Calculating and scheming through countless ages, in Su Yu’s eyes, it only meant one thing: you are too weak!

If you were strong, like the Time Lord, what would you need to scheme for?

A plan that takes too long to calculate is itself full of variables; the situation changes constantly. If you scheme for hundreds of thousands of years, millions of years, the variables within are terrifyingly many!

Seize the day!

Thus, Su Yu never liked to scheme too much. Even if he had plans, they were short-term. He rarely made long-term plans, because none were reliable—the situation shifted in an instant.

Plans are constantly adjusted!

But people like Jitian followed a single plan all the way to the end, unwilling to change even when disruptions occurred, because changing would waste all the previous preparations.

They never balanced gain and loss.

At this moment, Su Yu was fusing with the origin.

At this moment, the Earth Gate was merging Heaven and Earth Gates into one.

At this moment, the Human Emperor and the others had killed Shihuang, and all their faces changed!

From the Earth Gate, waves of powerful energy swept across heaven and earth!

The Long River trembled violently!

Now, the Heaven Gate and Earth Gate were fusing, even drawing the Seal Gate where Su Yu was into the fusion. Vaguely, a book emerged across the Long River, not fully manifest, but already visible!

By that book, two figures, one black and one white, sat cross-legged in the void.

Four eyes, all devoid of emotion.

One was the Spirit of the Long River, Cang.

The other was Human Gate Old Seven, the other spirit Jitian had judged—whether another spirit of the Time Lord’s heaven and earth or the spirit of a supreme treasure, the Time Lord needed this spirit, full of human warmth.

But now, clearly, it had not succeeded.

Those four eyes,

the two figures, both vaguely tinged with coldness, the coldness of a merciless heaven.

At this moment, these two seemed to be in another space.

And the River Book seemed only to appear when the three Gates fully merged.

The Earth Gate’s aura surged, shaking the Long River, with a hint of exhilaration. At this moment, the Earth Gate’s power instantly grew, as if entering this space from another!

Before, it had seemed somewhat isolated, shut out.

It could not enter the Myriad Realms!

But now, with the two Gates united, it entered the Myriad Realms, bringing all its power into the Myriad Realms.

“I’m in!”

Flames erupted from the Earth Gate, burning heaven and earth and void, with a touch of arrogance, a touch of pride, a touch of joy!

It had finally entered the Myriad Realms!

Not only had it entered, but now it had merged the two Gates and sought to merge the Seal Gate where Su Yu was. Once successful, it could devour the entire Long River.

As for the Spirit of the Long River and Human Gate Old Seven, they would each rely on their own abilities!

Human Gate Old Seven’s goal was to escape, so he would likely help deal with the Spirit of the Long River. If the Earth Gate devoured that spirit, it would also help Old Seven break free from this sealed Myriad Realms!

Thus, the Earth Gate was very confident!

At this moment, the Lord of the Dead and the others wore grim expressions. The Long River had been compressed successfully, only the final step remained, and the River Book began to appear.

They did not know the strength of Human Gate Old Seven and the Spirit of the Long River.

But it was certainly not weak.

Now, those two were also of unknown allegiance—who knew what they thought?

The Lord of the Dead’s face was especially dark. With Heaven Gate and Earth Gate united, his dream of devouring the Long River was almost completely shattered. Just now, to kill Shihuang, he had to abandon his obstruction!

Now that Heaven and Earth Gates were one, he could no longer stop them!

Impossible to stop!

Plus, those two, who had always been hidden and never appeared, now vaguely emerged. The Lord of the Dead understood in his heart: he had no hope. His lifelong dream of surpassing the Time Lord had turned to dust!

At this moment, the Lord of the Dead felt a certain loss.

He could not describe the feeling.

Just now, he could have chosen to continue blocking.

Block Heaven Gate and Earth Gate, but then he would not have killed Shihuang. If Shihuang lived and he failed to stop the union, later Shihuang and Earth Gate would cooperate, and the danger would be extreme!

Now, at least Shihuang was dead!

One 39-Dao strongman was gone.

At this point, though the Earth Gate was strong, it might not be unstoppable.

It all depended on Su Yu!

The Lord of the Dead looked over. Not far away, the gate pulsed violently. After a moment, Wan Tiansheng’s face appeared. Now, Wan Tiansheng’s aura seemed much stronger.

He had even reached 36 Dao!

But that was not enough.

Absolutely not enough!

On the Human Emperor’s side, there were four 36-Dao cultivators; the Lord of the Dead and Qiong had both reached 39 Dao; now Wan Tiansheng had also reached 36 Dao—seven top existences in total, not counting Su Yu and Blue Sky.

But these seven might not be enough!

Because the Earth Gate’s aura had now far surpassed before, far beyond 40 Dao.

The Lord of the Dead could not even see exactly how many Dao it had!

Within a difference of three Dao, he should be able to tell.

Now, he could not see, meaning the opponent had likely reached above 42 Dao. At their level, a difference of one Dao could mean a huge gap in strength. Even if it was not instant death, the chance of turning the tables was extremely low!

To overcome a stronger foe was unimaginably difficult.

Su Yu, at 39 Dao, had suppressed Prison King and Zhou—one at 36 Dao, one at 38 Dao—and he had not even unleashed his Dao combat techniques.

Qiong quickly joined them, his face heavy, and shouted, “Cang, this thing is going to devour the Long River! Don’t you care?”

Cang could care!

Cang’s aged voice rang out, tinged with helplessness, “Qiong, it’s not that I don’t care! It’s that I cannot… This spirit is the Annihilation Spirit, entangled with me for years. If I could kill it, I would have long ago… Unfortunately, I cannot!”

He spoke.

Then he added, “Now… I can only keep it occupied, prevent it from interfering in your battle… Mo Yan… must be left to you! Kill Mo Yan, then help me kill Black Scale, restore the Myriad Realms, and all will be at peace!”

Having said this, he added, "Earlier, I had some surplus strength, which I also bestowed upon Su Yu to help him achieve the 39th Dao. Now, I can no longer draw forth any power to aid you in battle!"

At that moment, Su Yu’s voice rang out, "Future Self, is that truly your power?"

"Indeed!"

Cang sighed deeply. "I know your thoughts, but I bear no ill will. The power of Future Self is, in truth, the primal force of the River of Time. Lending you this primal force, however, brings no small trouble!"

"In years past, Xingyu borrowed much of this primal force. Because of the fluctuations of the Heavenly and Earthly Gates, and Heilin’s assault upon me, I was forced to withdraw my power for self-preservation, granting them an opportunity!"

This was also an explanation: the dissipation of the Human Emperor’s power back then was not intentional on his part, but a necessity to reclaim his strength.

Su Yu said flatly, "So, you mean my power can also be withdrawn by you at any time?"

"Yes... but not now. Heilin has just spawned a 39th-Dao Devouring Locust, consuming no small amount of his strength, putting us on equal footing. So... if we can eliminate the Demon Flame, all will be at peace under heaven!"

Su Yu gave a faint smile. "Sounds reasonable, yet it feels like something a villain would say... Usually, villains show up last, pretending to be good first. You wouldn’t be thinking of reaping the benefits while others fight, would you?"

Cang let out a bitter laugh. "Why must it be this way? The Demon Flame seeks to devour the River, Heilin wants to escape it, which would require shattering the River... I alone am the one who least desires the River’s breaking. If the River breaks, I die! Su Yu, I know you are wary—you’ve even absorbed some of Heilin’s Devouring Locust power, intending to guard against me... But none of that is necessary! I did not interfere when you killed Jitian, because I knew that perhaps you are the one who can defeat the Demon Flame."

At this moment, he placed his hope in Su Yu.

"Su Yu, what I need is to fortify the River, to fortify the Ten Thousand Realms. This is my master’s domain; I cannot let it shatter, nor can I let Heilin escape this place!"

Heilin, the Seventh of the Human Gate.

Now, this dark powerhouse, faintly visible, remained silent, his gaze icy, as if indifferent to it all.

This figure, long rumored as the world-ending powerhouse, seemed from start to finish to have but one goal: to escape these Ten Thousand Realms!

As for the rest, he cared not.

He did not even seem to care who devoured the River; his only concern was how to flee.

And destroying the River appeared to be the sole way.

The Human Gate, spoken of as terrifying, most adept at the human heart, even doubted for its very existence—was not actually Heilin. The fearsome Human Gate that everyone spoke of had been made terrifying only through the propaganda of the Heavenly Gate, Earthly Gate, and Jitian.

In truth, the Human Gate lay within the human heart—Su Yu had not been wrong about that.

All claims about the Human Gate were spread by them; the Human Gate existed within their own hearts. They had fabricated a Human Gate in their minds to deceive the entire Ten Thousand Realms!

And all of this was merely to satisfy their own desires, their own selfish ambitions.

At this moment, Su Yu gradually emerged from the Gate of Sealing. Moments later, he descended from the River of Time, returning to his physical form. His aura instantly surged—Su Yu, originally at the 39th Dao, now had his aura spike to the 40th Dao in an instant. Having devoured a vast amount of primal force, he broke through the 40th Dao barrier in the blink of an eye, and then immediately crossed into the 41st Dao.

Soon after, he entered the 42nd Dao.

And that was his limit!

Forty-two Daos!

Far stronger than before. Having slain Jitian and devoured part of the primal force within the Gate of Sealing, Su Yu had instantly gained three Daos of power.

At that moment, the Earthly Gate’s ascension also came to an end.

Su Yu, sensing that the gap between them was within three Daos, chuckled faintly. "Forty-four Daos—it seems you haven’t crossed into forty-five. Demon Flame, you’re not quite impressive! In earlier times, or before the creation of the world, you already had over forty Daos. Now, still at forty-four... your progress is too slow!"

The Earthly Gate, now looking at Su Yu, sighed with some envy. "So, sometimes I truly envy you humans. At the dawn of creation, I had about forty-two Daos. After scheming for countless ages, reaching forty-four is already decent!"

He smiled, somewhat satisfied. "Not bad, I suppose! But you, Su Yu, have grown truly fast—now you rival my strength from back then!"

He glanced at the others: two at the 39th Dao, five at the 36th Dao.

Then he looked at the Gate of Sealing, so close at hand. On its surface appeared Wan Tiansheng’s face, but beneath the gate, another face seemed to lurk. The Earthly Gate, also known as Demon Flame, laughed. "Lantian, do you think hiding in the River of Time can stop me or something? You’ve improved a bit—almost reached the 30th Dao—but you haven’t even achieved Unity!"

Lantian was still lurking beneath Wan Tiansheng. Demon Flame almost wanted to laugh.

Did he think I couldn’t see him, or that I was blind?

Still, there were indeed many powerhouses.

At forty-four Daos, he was certainly stronger than Su Yu.

On Su Yu’s side, there were two at the 39th Dao, which posed no small threat, but those at the 36th Dao were far less menacing—the gap had reached eight Daos. The Human Emperor and the others posed very little threat to Demon Flame!

Still, they were capable of fighting.

Demon Flame’s eyes flickered as he looked again toward Wan Tiansheng. If Wan Tiansheng could compress further, merging the Three Gates completely, then he could begin devouring the River of Time!

Just as Su Yu was about to speak, Demon Flame laughed. "Su Yu, don’t speak! I won’t listen, nor do I want to! I’ll give you one last chance: choose for yourself. Let Wan Tiansheng control this Gate of Sealing and merge with me, and I’ll let you go wherever you wish. This is your final chance... If you don’t cherish it, then so be it!"

Demon Flame was somewhat wary of Su Yu, especially since this fellow might be the true Human Gate—the gate within the human heart, skilled at beguiling.

As for Heilin, he was cold and demonic, but spoke little and was not adept at beguiling. Heilin did not beguile; he simply destroyed the world!

Compared to Su Yu, Heilin was far quieter.

Su Yu exhaled. Not listen to me?

I wasn’t planning to say much to you anyway!

He stabilized his aura, rose into the air, and stood above the River of Time.

The Death Lord and the others quickly gathered, clustering before the Human Gate, their faces grim. If they could defeat the Demon Flame, perhaps this war of the heavens would finally end.

If they won against the Demon Flame, sealed or killed Heilin, they still did not know how to deal with Cang—whether to leave him be, let him continue as the spirit of the heavens, or something else.

Of course, all of this was after victory!

If they lost, then everything would be over.

The Human Emperor took a deep breath. "You were right—this battle truly is the last one."

Before the fight, Su Yu had said that this might be the final battle.

Now, it seemed so!

But Su Yu was not in a hurry. He suddenly asked, "Cang, the so-called Future Self—the future you showed us—was it deliberately presented by you?"

Cang’s voice came: "No! It is not something I can present. It is a deduction made by the entire River of Time based on various possibilities. Since the River connects all the Ten Thousand Realms and all living beings, every future... is a deduction of the River itself."

Su Yu smiled, recalling the final scene of the River.

Everyone was dead.

Only he remained alive.

Cang might not be a good thing. Su Yu felt it was possible that Cang had deliberately shown that scene, and now this fellow only wanted him and the Earthly Gate to fight to the death!

But at this moment, Su Yu seemed to have no choice.

Listen to the Earthly Gate and leave now?

Go!

But where?

The Ten Thousand Realms, after all, was his home. Even if Su Yu wandered everywhere, his roots were ultimately here.

He could take some people away, but could he take everyone?

The Ten Thousand Realms had not been destroyed!

The merging of the realms had certainly killed many, but not everyone had died. At this moment, the entire heavens and realms had unified, and most people were still alive, just unable to participate in this battle.

If he left, what would become of these people?

Still, there were many who were not part of Su Yu’s domain.

For instance, the old headmaster of Nanyuan Academy, Elder Nie and Elder Huang of Daxia Civilization Academy, his father’s old brother Chen Long, Xia Huyou who guarded the Human Realm…

Su Yu gazed at the Earth Gate, saying nothing.

If war broke out with the Earth Gate, would the outcome be as he had seen—everyone dead, only himself alive, or even himself dead?

Even if it was a future image forged by Cang, it must have been the most probable result deduced by Cang.

On Su Yu’s side, everyone else was wiped out!

The Earth Gate might fall.

As for Cang and Black Scale, Su Yu did not know, for he had seen no outcome concerning them.

“Su Yu, step aside!”

At this moment, Demon Flame was truly a blaze of demonic fire, striding toward Su Yu step by step; with each step, the long river was compressed by a section.

Demon Flame no longer wore a smile, only a heavy tone: “Su Yu, I have paid countless ages and countless prices for this goal. To reach today, if you block me now, you cut off my future! I do not wish to be your enemy, but if you block me, then enmity is fated! Wan Tiansheng can also leave; if he gives up controlling this sealing gate, he need not die! Su Yu, as many as you can take away, take away—what I can offer is already my limit!”

He was willing to let Su Yu and the others go, even saying that Su Yu could take away as many as he could!

The rest… he would devour!

The entire myriad realms, he would devour!

He had already yielded, yielding again and again; he could not abandon his pursuit and goal of so many years—success was right before his eyes.

“Su Yu, leave this place… this chaos is surely not the only universe… Perhaps, in a vaster expanse, a broader world awaits you…”

Su Yu said softly, “Demon Flame, then why can’t you give up? This is our home, do you understand? We were born here, grew up here—you are the outsider. Why must you fixate on the myriad realms? A 44-path powerhouse like you, leaving this place, still has opportunities…”

Demon Flame spoke no more.

No room for negotiation!

Su Yu was dead set on not yielding. His demonic fire surged, sweeping in all directions, spreading toward Su Yu and the others; the waters of the long river boiled violently. He strode step by step toward them, his eyes already restored to coldness.

Since he would not yield, then it was a conflict of paths!

Su Yu wanted to cut off his future and break his great path; he would no longer consider peaceful coexistence, nor hold any hope!

Boom!

Among the group, the Martial King was the weakest. At that moment, his aura suddenly wavered, swept by fierce flames, and he stepped back slightly, crushing the waters of the long river beneath his feet.

The Martial King’s face was grim and troubled.

The gap between him and the opponent was too vast!

Su Yu looked at them, took a deep breath, and said, “You all go!”

He spoke gravely: “Those at the 36-path level can all leave! Old Wan cannot go, but as for the Death Lord and Qiong… if you wish to leave, you may also depart!”

The Human King laughed: “What nonsense are you talking?”

The Human King smiled, his realm expanding: “Su Yu, do you truly think you are the savior of this era? I said before that I have little affection for the humans of this age—that was no lie! But does this era only have living beings worth cherishing? This realm I once conquered, this homeland where I was born and raised, my merits, my exploits, my life—everything, everything, happened within this realm!”

He laughed: “Su Yu, you still don’t understand—what is homeland! What is native soil!”

The Human King sighed: “Wandering in the vast darkness, wandering in the chaos… Su Yu, have you seen on the battlefields of the heavens those cultivators of races whose realms were shattered, wandering everywhere?”

Su Yu nodded—he had seen!

The Human King smiled: “They are miserable. After their realms shattered, outside, they bow their heads and tuck their tails! Look around—no kin, no kindred, no close friends. On that battlefield, if they die, no one weeps for them, no one mourns them!”

“As a human, if I die now, perhaps billions of humans will weep for me. No matter what, I have left my mark on this land!”

“Across the myriad realms, for a hundred thousand years, my legend still circulates!”

“But if the myriad realms vanish, all my past, all my traces, will be erased!”

At this moment, the Human King’s voice was clear and cheerful, carrying a smile: “Let’s fight then! Leave? Where to? Today they can drive me from the myriad realms; what about tomorrow? If this cosmic chaos is filled with strongmen everywhere, will I, Xingyu, wander all my life? Become a living corpse with no race, no past, no future?”

“Let’s fight!”

The Human King’s aura burst forth, immensely powerful!

He who had always seemed benevolent, at this moment, his killing intent boiled, his eyes suddenly sharpened as he looked toward the approaching Earth Gate.

Su Yu told him to leave—he felt Su Yu looked down on him too much. He had his pride.

Why should he leave?

If he left, would he become a vagrant?

“Fight!”

The Martial King also roared in anger, his aura surging.

The Literary King chuckled lightly: “It’s not a battle we’re sure to lose. To flinch before fighting and run away like this? Su Yu, don’t underestimate us old-timers from the ancient era. We’re not afraid of battle!”

Wen Yu, at some point, had gotten some food again. Eating as he spoke, he laughed: “A full belly is enough. Leave… I’m not willing!”

As he spoke, he held a dog that had just awakened, still somewhat dazed, and said with a grin: “Look, Feiqiu has been guarding the house for a hundred thousand years. Just woke up, and then—home is gone. How tragic!”

“Feiqiu, am I right?”

Feiqiu, just awakened and still confused, nodded: “Little master is right!”

He was just going along with it!

Su Yu saw them all speak thus, then looked at the Death Lord. The Death Lord’s face was gloomy: “I want to devour the long river—no one compete with me!”

This was an obsession!

He would never relent!

And Qiong, also disgruntled, said: “Don’t look at me! I am the sword that opened the heavens; this realm was opened by me. It’s my territory, my lair. Now someone has taken my nest and tells me to scram—how can I be happy about that?”

What are you looking at!

Su Yu, why keep staring at me?

As if I’m about to flee!

Su Yu smiled, said nothing, only laughed: “The future I saw… you all died, but we won. Demon Flame was taken down by us!”

Qiong looked surprised: “Really?”

“Of course!”

Across from them, Demon Flame’s expression shifted slightly, his voice low: “What you saw is merely what Cang wanted you to see. Su Yu, don’t you understand this truth?”

He did not believe it!

Or rather, true or false, he would not believe it, because he too had a conviction—he was the first being to conceive of devouring the long river.

Step by step, he approached!

His aura grew stronger and stronger!

And behind him, the Human Gate suddenly transformed into Wan Tiansheng. Wan Tiansheng stumbled slightly, feeling a pull, and laughed: “This guy is very attractive to me… pulled me so hard I almost flew toward him!”

Beneath everyone’s feet, the Blue Sky’s voice came faintly: “He’s stepping on me, and it hurts quite a bit. I can’t fight him head-on… You get him near death, then I’ll go up!”

“Whoosh!”

Su Yu suddenly took a deep breath, and at that moment, he abruptly grabbed Wan Tiansheng, who was startled!

There was no resistance, only a gaze fixed on Su Yu.

The others felt a stir in their hearts, all turning to look at Su Yu; even Mo Yan paused mid-step, his expression shifting, as Su Yu had suddenly seized Wan Tiansheng, uncertain of his intent.

To destroy Wan Tiansheng and sever the hope of uniting the Three Gates?

Impossible—even if Wan Tiansheng died, the Human Gate would not shatter, for this gate was truly formidable.

Su Yu smiled: “Old Wan, step aside, get out!”

Wan Tiansheng’s face flickered with uncertainty!

The next moment, his figure flickered and he stepped out of the Human Gate, while Su Yu instantly merged into it; under Mo Yan’s somewhat stunned gaze, Su Yu suddenly transformed into a gate!

Yes, heaven and earth turned into a gate!

The Great Dao swirled around, forming a portal.

And this portal, in an instant, fused with the Human Gate!

Su Yu’s voice carried a hint of amusement: “In this world, there was originally no Human Gate. Hei Lin doesn’t count—a spirit who only wants to flee, what kind of Human Gate is he? The Human Gate is evil… Mo Yan, haven’t you been spreading that theory all along? Today… I, Su Yu, will merge with this Human Gate. There is no Fourth Gate—I am the Human Gate!”

Boom!

The Human Gate and Su Yu’s portal fused instantly, perfectly aligned!

The Fourth Gate!

No Fourth Gate, no so-called Civilization Gate—at this moment, Su Yu’s Great Dao Gate and the Seal Gate merged together, and Su Yu became the Human Gate!

He looked at Mo Yan and laughed: “You’re on that side, I’m on this side… You are a gate, and I am a gate too. You and I… are destined to fight to the death. I, Su Yu, will show my resolve—either you die, or I do!”

“The Human Gate!”

Mo Yan’s face turned extremely grim as he stared at Su Yu, murmuring: “The Human Gate preached for countless years… in the end, we truly manufactured it ourselves! Still, you, Su Yu, are worthy of the name Human Gate!”

At that moment, Su Yu had actually merged with the Seal Gate, expelled Wan Tiansheng, and taken control of this gate himself, fusing it with his own Great Dao Gate!

And then, Hei Lin, who had remained silent all along, suddenly gave a cold laugh, his voice echoing from the Long River: “A bunch of ridiculous fools—the Human Gate brings destruction… and now, a Human Gate truly appears! Fine! Su Yu, don’t call me Old Seventh of the Human Gate… I have my own name, Hei Lin! The title Human Gate Su Yu, keep it for yourself!”

Cang’s voice also drifted over, tinged with something inexplicable, a touch of desolation: “Causality… past, present, future… who says the past is the past, and the future is the future…”

The words were complex, but the intent was simple: causality was too wondrous!

The Human Gate, long proclaimed, did not actually exist.

Yet, when everyone had come to believe in its existence, at the final moment, Su Yu chose to merge with the Human Gate, becoming it!

The future reflected into the past!

At this moment, Su Yu was the Human Gate, but the Human Gate spoken of by others was not him.

Su Yu’s face broke into a radiant smile: “Isn’t this the result you wanted? Isn’t this the outcome you anticipated? Now, I’ll give it to you! Mo Yan, either you devour me, or I devour you—then the compression of the Long River will be complete! As for Cang and Hei Lin, they can fight another round!”

At that moment, the figures of Cang and Hei Lin flickered in and out of view.

Hei Lin’s cold voice echoed: “When the Three Gates fully converge, Cang and I will naturally appear… for now, it’s difficult. Su Yu, you and Mo Yan—I look forward to you being the one who arrives. Perhaps that would be far more interesting!”

Mo Yan’s gaze turned icy as he looked at Hei Lin—this partner was truly demonic, actually hoping Su Yu would be the victor!

“Mo Yan, you’re far too indecisive!”

Su Yu let out a great laugh, then bellowed: “Kill!”

What was there to wait for?

No need to delay any longer!

Killing Mo Yan and merging with him was the only chance.

This battle demanded a true, head-on clash; any further tricks or schemes were no longer viable.

A gate materialized in Su Yu’s hand, instantly transforming into a Great Dao combat technique, taking the form of a blade!

And at that moment, Qiong suddenly turned into a sword, somewhat reluctantly, and instantly fell into Su Yu’s hand: “You’re the same with a blade or a sword… I won’t adapt to you!”

Su Yu laughed heartily, grasped the longsword, and it merged with the blade in his hand, ultimately becoming a sword!

Wielding the Heaven-Opening Sword, Su Yu struck out with a single slash!

At this point, what else could be done?

Only to decide victory or defeat, to gamble on life or death.

It wasn’t as if there was no chance of winning at all.

Forty-four Daos—were they so formidable?

The Blood Ancestor with forty-five Daos was still effortlessly slain by the Time Lord.

“Fire!”

Flames blazed across the sky, and with a thunderous roar, the Long River trembled as fire surged toward Su Yu and the others!

Boom!

The clash of swords echoed, and flames licked along the blade; the Death Lord and the others now struck with all their might, holding nothing back—at this point, what was there to reserve?

Killing Mo Yan was the goal!

The great battle erupted instantly.

This was also the strongest enemy Su Yu had faced so far, one he had to confront head-on. All tricks, schemes, and stratagems were exhausted; now, only strength mattered!

It was a battle of the Three Gates, and a battle between this heaven and earth and the ancient beasts from beyond.

Above the Long River, the two sides fought, shaking the four directions!

Deep beneath the Long River’s waters, the River Book was gradually solidifying, showing signs of manifesting into the world.

Hei Lin watched Cang with an indifferent, cold gaze, saying nothing.

And Cang, transformed into an old man with white hair, stared at the battle on the river’s surface.

This battle—whoever won might determine the ownership of all realms.

The roar of battle never ceased!

The two, one black and one white, stood silently, watching from the riverbed, the River Book spiraling between them.