Monarch Of Time

Chapter 978 Shun Long vs Huang Yun (2)

A moment later, thousands upon thousands of translucent strings materialized around Huang Yun, quickly spreading outwards and covering the entire arena. These strings were extremely thin and almost invisible to the naked eye, and yet, Shun Long could still see them as they all coalesced together, gathering around the golden-robed youth.

With a solemn look in his eyes Huang Yun stepped forward, before a frigid, soul-shaking voice left his lips

ʼʼOther than that bastard in the fifth trial, you are the only person in this ʼHeavenly Towerʼ to witness my ʼDao of Fateʼ. Be proud for having pushed me to this extent. I didnʼt expect anyone other than Xuan Bo to do so!ʼʼ

As his voice trailed off, Huang Yunʼs clones in the arena all turned around and flew towards Shun Long once more, quickly burying him in their avalanche of attacks for a second time. Once again, swords, spears, and sabers, as well as fists and kicks assaulted him from every direction, pushing him back for a brief moment.

And yet, Shun Long effortlessly dodged or blocked most of these attacks, his gaze fully focused on the distant Huang Yun who was watching everything from afar.

Huang Yun could tell that his clonesʼ attacks had no effects on Shun Long, regardless of how much strength or speed they put behind them.

Those sabers and swords never hit their mark, while their fists and kicks were completely ineffective. Even if Shun Long ignored them, they couldnʼt even break through the defenses of his ʼMonarchʼs Eternal bodyʼ!

And yet, their job was only to stall for time, which was precisely what Huang Yun was aiming for right now. A moment later, one of his outstretched hands touched the invisible, translucent strings around him, before Huang Yunʼs loud voice resounded throughout the arena once again

ʼʼStop! Itʼs your fate to get hit by this attack.ʼʼ As soon as he finished speaking, one of the thin, invisible strings in his hand suddenly snapped before the entire arena began to tremble.

Then, Shun Long felt a peculiar power envelop his body as his movements suddenly froze. It felt almost as if some kind of invisible hand was restraining his actions, not allowing him to take even a step forward or back.

Normally, something like this wouldnʼt have been a problem and could be resolved just by putting a bit more strength behind his actions, but in the midst of a battle where he was being attacked by a hundred peak-stage Dao Kings, such interference was actually lethal.

And indeed, a moment later, one of the incoming sabers finally slashed at his abdomen, firmly making contact with its target instead of being dodged this time. Huang Yunʼs clone had put everything he had behind this attack, as the peak 2-star saber pierced through the defenses of his ʼMonarchʼs Eternal bodyʼ and finally struck Shun Longʼs waist.

For the first time in a while, Shun Longʼs azure robes were painted with drops of his own blood, as Huang Yunʼs clone attack was successful.

However, Huang Yun wasnʼt satisfied with the result. He could see that although his cloneʼs attack had landed successfully, the damage it had caused was only superficial and hadnʼt truly injured the azure-robed monster in the center of the arena.

Without any hesitation, he then pulled two more strings, as his cold voice resounded throughout the ancient coliseum once more

ʼʼItʼs your fate to have your chest pierced!ʼʼ

ʼʼItʼs your fate to have your leg impaled!ʼʼ

Inside Huang Yunʼs hand, two more strings snapped almost simultaneously, as Shun Long actions were restrained once again.

In the next moment, a short black spear pierced through his chest, missing his heart by a few centimeters before coming to a halt. At the same time, a large crimson saber struck his right leg, causing a fountain of blood to spurt.

Inside the foggy space in the ʼStone of Timeʼ, Little Black watched this scene that was taking place in the arena while his body violently trembled, emanating an unbelievable amount of killing intent. Right now, forget about any Dao Emperors, even if a Sovereign realm expert was present, they could only lower their heads and avoid the black dragonʼs gaze, terrified of his fury!

Since his reincarnation, this was the second time Little Black had felt so much uncontrollable anger and showed his killing intent so openly, with the first being the unreasonable Heavenly Tribulation Shun Long had faced back in the Kingʼs Palace.

Taking a moment to suppress his raging emotions, the black dragon took a deep breath before his voice emanated in Shun Longʼs mind

ʼʼMaster, the Dao this kid has comprehended is the ʼDao of Fateʼ. Although itʼs extremely powerful even among supreme Daos, master should still be able to resist it using your qi. The effects of the ʼDao of Fateʼ depend on the quality of a personʼs qi, as well as their cultivation base.ʼʼ

Nodding his head, Shun Long blinked, reappearing a dozen meters away as he dodged a few more of Huang Yunʼs incoming attacks, as Little Blackʼs voice sounded in his mind.

Indeed, as soon as that first string snapped, Shun Long had already realized that Huang Yun had comprehended an extremely peculiar supreme Dao and had also come to the conclusion that it was most likely the ʼDao of Fateʼ.

Although the ʼDao of Fateʼ couldnʼt directly harm Shun Long or kill him, it could influence his actions or the actions of the people around him. Essentially... it was influencing fate itself, to bring the most favorable results possible for Huang Yun.

Shun Long was already aware that the ʼDao of Fateʼ had many different applications. It could cause one to freeze their steps out of nowhere, or cause that person to stumble and fall while they were walking on the road. It could even influence the actions of a Dao King subconsciously and cause them to offend a terrifying powerhouse at the Sovereign realm or perhaps even an Earth Immortal, essentially driving them to their doom.

However, Huang Yunʼs application of this Dao was certainly the most straightforward, as well as the most mentally taxing one. He was using it to restrict Shun Longʼs actions so his clones could bring him down.

Perhaps one attack couldnʼt do it, but ten of them most likely would. And even if ten attacks somehow werenʼt enough, a hundred of them would do the trick! No matter how sturdy Shun Longʼs body was, Huang Yun was confident that he would eventually bring him down given enough time. This was the true terror of the ʼDao of Fateʼ!

Narrowing his eyes, Shun Long dodged more and more attacks from the illusionary clones, as he approached closee to the real Huang Yun. And yet, every time he got close to him, Huang Yun seemed to have already been prepared, easily dodging the incoming attacks by snapping one of the invisible strings of fate, or having one of his clones nearby, ready to take the brunt of it while he opened up the distance between them.

At this point, the young master of the ancient Huang family had already accepted that he was not a match for the azure-robed youth in terms of physical strength. Whether he liked it or not, Huang Yun had to admit that Shun Long was the strongest monster he had encountered in the Dao King realm, able to take countless attacks from his clones with his bare body and not even get seriously injured!

In fact, Huang Yun was almost certain by now, that if he let Shun Long fight against his clones without interfering, it was only a matter of time before they all got eradicated! Destroying a hundred peak-stage Dao Kings all by himself. What kind of notion was that?

And yet, Huang Yun knew that there was no reason for him to fight Shun Long head-on. If he couldnʼt defeat his opponent with pure strength, he was going to overwhelm him with numbers. And even if the numbers were insufficient, his ʼDao of Fateʼ was more than enough to bring down even an early-stage Dao Emperor, let alone a mere peak rank 8 Dao King!

An incense stick of time later, Huang Yun finally shook his head and said

ʼʼGive up! No matter what you do, you canʼt win this fight. No matter what attack you throw at me, Iʼll keep nullifying it. You are not strong enough to kill my clones either. Iʼll just keep creating more of them while you waste your strength. Itʼs only a matter of time before you accumulate enough injuries and die. It is my fate to win here today!ʼʼ

When he heard this, Shun Long finally stopped avoiding Huang Yunʼs clones and gradually came to a halt, his bright golden eyes staring directly at the distant golden-robed youth who was looking back at him.

Taking a deep breath, he then said in a calm voice that reverberated throughout the ancient arena

ʼʼItʼs your fate? Alright then. Letʼs see whatʼs stronger, your Dao of Fate... or my Dao of Time!ʼʼ