Monarch Of Time

Chapter 979 Shun Long vs Huang Yun (3)

Huang Yunʼs clones had also stopped in their tracks, surrounding Shun Long but not continuing their assault.

Although he seemed confident in his victory, it was obvious that Huang Yun was also getting somewhat tired after using his ʼDao of Fateʼ continuously for so long. Still, the accumulated wounds on Shun Longʼs body made the golden-robed young master feel that it was only a matter of time before he won the fight.

And yet, Shun Longʼs last sentence caused his eyes to go wide as a dangerous feeling sprouted in his heart.

ʼʼYour Dao of Time?ʼʼ Huang Yun muttered in a low voice as he stared at the azure-robed young man in the heart of the arena.

Although Shun Long had already showcased two extremely powerful Daos during their fight, one of them being the ʼDao of Spaceʼ, while the other being some variant type of white lightning that obliterated his illusionary clones in a single strike, Huang Yun wasnʼt deterred in the least by their destructive power.

He knew that although his opponent was strong, he didnʼt have enough to break through his defenses and truly harm him. As long as Huang Yun could keep creating more illusionary clones and continued to use the ethereal strings of fate in his hands, it was only a matter of time before his opponent fell.

However, it was at this point that an incredulous thought took form in Huang Yunʼs mind

ʼCould it be that this kid has another trump card? No... thatʼs not possible!ʼ As soon as this thought materialized Huang Yun instantly extinguished it, before ordering his illusionary clones to attack Shun Long once more.

A moment later, the one hundred Huang Yunʼs flew towards him, as their swords and sabers continued their assault for the third time.

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ʼʼMaster, are you sure about this?ʼʼ Inside the foggy space in the ʼStone of Timeʼ, Little Black asked in an uncertain tone as his voice echoed in Shun Longʼs mind through their mental link.

At this point, Little Black wasnʼt the slightest bit worried about Huang Yunʼs clones that were assaulting Shun Long from every direction. After all, the wounds those clones had caused to Shun Long were only superficial, and could be healed in the blink of an eye as long as Shun Long used his body refinement cultivation.

Instead, Little Black was worried about Shun Long revealing his ʼDao of Timeʼ so openly. So far, there were only a handful of high-ranking members of the Holy sect who were aware of it, and even that was mostly speculation on their part, but if the young master of one of the ancient families learned about it as well then things would be very different.

And yet, Shun Long merely shook his head as he answered seriously

ʼʼItʼs alright. At this point, both the purple-robed old man and the high-ranking Elders of the Holy sect already know about it, so thereʼs no point in trying to hide it. Besides, itʼs not like I was planning on keeping it a secret in the first place.ʼʼ

As he finished speaking, Shun Long turned to look at the approaching one hundred Huang Yuns before he muttered in a low voice

ʼʼMonarchʼs... Domain!ʼʼ A moment later, the invisible figure of an hourglass expanded from his body, quickly spreading outwards and covering one-third of the arena.

In the next moment, Huang Yunʼs clones and even the original golden-robed young master in the spectator stands were all caught inside the ʼMonarchʼs Domainʼ, as the flow of time around them forcefully came to a halt!

No, upon closer look, all of Huang Yunʼs clones were still moving, but their speed had been reduced to less than a tenth of what it originally was. As for the real Huang Yun who was a good distance away from the arena, the effects of the ʼMonarchʼs Domainʼ were even less effective on him.

Of course, this was only natural as well. After all, Shun Long was still a peak rank 8 Dao King right now. Regardless of how potent and pure the qi inside his qi balls was, it wasnʼt strong enough to fully restrict the movement of one hundred peak-stage Dao Kings simultaneously.

Still, it was more than enough to slow them down tremendously, as he turned his gaze towards the distant Huang Yun once more.

Huang Yun seemed to have realized that something was wrong but he couldnʼt tell exactly what the problem was. After all, the number of cultivators who could truly grasp the minute changes in the flow of time around them were only those who had comprehended the ineffable ʼDao of Timeʼ itself. Otherwise, even a genius like Huang Yun who had gained insights into the mysterious ʼDao of Fateʼ wouldnʼt be able to tell what was going on.

Unfortunately for Huang Yun, this was only the beginning. The scene that followed next was more than enough to stun the young genius of the eight ancient families, as a disbelieving expression finally replaced his previously confident visage.

In the next moment, Shun Longʼs entire body lit up with an ethereal blue and golden light, quickly spreading outwards and covering his clones like an expanding vortex, before two more words left the azure-robed youthʼs lips

ʼʼTime Siphon.ʼʼ

Then, under Huang Yunʼs incredulous gaze, his clones that were created using his ʼDao of Illusionsʼ began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The previously handsome golden-robed youths had already turned into middle-aged men in the blink of an eye, before quickly turning into decrepit elders who could barely still move. By the time they arrived in front of Shun Long and were still brandishing their swords and sabers, the one hundred Huang Yuns had already turned into bags of skin and bones, unable to even lift a finger anymore. In the end, even their attacks came to a halt as they crumbled into debris and dust, any signs of vitality having completely vanished from their eyes, as Huang Yunʼs clones finally disappeared from the ancient coliseum.

Almost instinctively, Huang Yun clenched his right hand, snapping a handful of the strings of fate he was holding as he shouted loudly

ʼʼStop right there!ʼʼ

The familiar oppressive power of fate enveloped Shun Long once more, this time more than ten times stronger than before, as it forcefully held him into place. When he saw this scene, Huang Yun finally let out a deep breath he didnʼt even know he was holding, before he eventually exclaimed in a trembling voice

ʼʼThe Dao of Time, huh? To actually destroy all of my clones at once... no wonder that old man placed you first in the ʼHeavenly Rankingsʼ! If I was caught inside that vortex, even I may have lost my life just now. Unfortunately for you, I didnʼt, so this is my win!ʼʼ

As his voice trailed off Huang Yun suddenly stepped forward, retrieving a small bronze saber from his spatial ring and holding it tightly with both hands as he flew towards Shun Long.

The young master of the ancient Huang family had finally been pushed to his limit and knew that this was his best chance to take down Shun Long.

Most likely, that ʼTime Siphonʼ Shun Long had used to destroy his clones must have required an immense amount of qi so it would take a while before he recovered from it.

At the same time, Huang Yun had just used everything he had, snapping more than a handful of strings of fate simultaneously and using his full power to restrict Shun Long. So this was truly his best chance to take him down.

However, just as he arrived in front of Shun Long, Huang Yun suddenly shivered as he saw Shun Longʼs lips part open once more, before the azure-robed youth in front of him said

ʼʼI told you, letʼs see if your ʼDao of Fateʼ is truly stronger than my ʼDao of Timeʼ... ʼTime Prisonʼ!ʼʼ

A moment later, the successor of the Huang family fell, his head rolling from his shoulders as the light was extinguished from his eyes.

Huang Yun, the number one genius of the eight ancient families had fallen.