Summoners: One Golden Term per Level

The next moment.

The ”Shadow Reaper,” formed from pure Shadow Law, wielding a gigantic scythe, and mounted on a nightmare warhorse cloaked in black flames.

In the shock of the Eye of Pus Poison being instantly annihilated, it instinctively attempted to vanish into invisibility to seek the next opportunity for a sneak attack.

However, Little Pu merely drew her delicate jade finger in the air towards its escape route.

Like the sharpest carving knife cutting through the most fragile Colored Glaze, countless minute yet deadly cracks silently filled the space ahead of the Shadow Reaper.

These cracks were not physical damages but ”Space Traces” caused by forcibly tearing and twisting the very structure of space.

Each Space Trace contained the trait of ”forced separation” that ignored physical defenses and energy resistances.

The Shadow Reaper’s shadow demon body, caught between reality and illusion, crashed into this ”Void Trace Domain,” like a high-speed train rushing into an area filled with invisible steel wires.

”Sssla! Sssla! Sssla!” A series of dense, teeth-gritting tearing sounds erupted. Instantly, dozens of penetrative fissures exploded across the body of the Shadow Reaper.

Rich Shadow Energy splashed and dispersed frantically like black blood. Forced from its perfect shadow stealth state, it embarrassingly revealed its physical form, its nightmare warhorse beneath emitting painful screams as the black flames flickered erratically.

It swung its scythe trying to sever the space rifts, only to find that the space traces remained, as if they were the ”scars” of space itself, unable to be smoothed by conventional forces. It was trapped in this deadly prison created by space rifts, with its mobility and threat significantly reduced.

Little Pu formed seals with her hands, and a complex star map made of countless minuscule starlight points unfolded centered around her, covering half of the Rotting Abyss Battlefield.

The star map flowed, forming the intricate ”Star Track Domain.”

Within the domain, everyone felt a lightness in their body, as if relieved of a massive burden, with their movement and attack speed significantly enhanced.

More importantly, Chi You’s ferocious blade momentum, augmented by the star track, became even more elusive, with annihilation demon light trailing its spatial-slashing blade edge.

One Xuan Immortal fell, another severely injured and trapped by spatial cutting, while the remaining Annihilation Giant Beast struggled alone, roaring in defiance as it led the remnants in a hasty retreat under the counterattack of Chi You, Little Pu, and the invigorated defenders.

The trapped Shadow Reaper was swiftly felled under Chi You’s blade light once more.

Both Xuan Immortals were transformed as nourishment for Chi You, whose presence became ever more terrifying, while Shen Fei again reaped the bloodline rewards of the two Xuan Immortals, all given to Chi You.

The next moment.

A massive demonic shadow surged behind Chi You, causing all Abyssal Creatures within billions of miles to kneel in submission!

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At the same time.

The void at the edge of the ”Broken Star Corridor,” already filled with violent turbulence and shattered Star Remains, now resembled a boiling oil cauldron due to an Abyssal Wondrous Object known as the ”Chaotic Sky Prism.”

Under the cold instructions of Chonghe Xuan Immortal, Yu Heng Zhenren, Master Xuanming, and other Yuqing Dao Lineage members had long set up a killing trap.

This wondrous object, resembling an irregularly shaped multi-sided crystal obtained from the Abyss, was activated with Secret Technique, emitting eerie spatial ripples that cunningly disrupted the already fragile Void Law near the ”Time Trace Rift” entrance.

A ”tunnel trap” seemingly naturally formed, emitting enticing spatial fluctuations and faint ”Time Origin” aura was meticulously disguised.

The Saintess, her white garments surpassing snow, swept her cool gaze over the deliberately distorted space, already aware of the existence behind the tunnel.

Previously, the Master of Time Traces hunted down their trio.

But with Little Pu and Stabbing Immortal, they still escaped, and now, perfectly timed to deal with those bugs as well.

As she stepped into the core, the power of the ”Chaotic Sky Prism” was pushed to the extreme!

”Buzz—!!!”

Furious space-time turbulence, like millions of invisible chains, instantaneously wound from all directions, attempting to tear and imprison her.

Space twisted and folded, while the flow of time became utterly chaotic, with one second feeling like eons, and the next like a flash.

This region was utterly engulfed into a law swamp, where ordinary True Immortals would lose their way, their physical bodies and Primordial Spirits ground to ashes by the Power of Space-Time.

Most lethal of all, this violent law disturbance, akin to a boulder dropped into a Dead Water Pool, successfully awakened the terrifying entity dormant at the deepest part of the ”Time Trace Rift!”

In the abyss of the rift, within endless darkness, an unimaginably colossal contour slowly ”flowed.” It was not a body of blood and flesh.

Its form resembled a gigantic hourglass suspended upside down in the void, its ”body” composed of infinite Time’s Sand, steadily flowing and shimmering with mysterious glow.

This was the Void Profound Immortal—the Master of Time Traces.

Its ”consciousness,” condensed from the purest Time Law, gradually awakened.

At its core, the time vortex representing the passage of time began to rotate faster, emitting a low, unsettling ”rustling,” as if the universe’s timer was rapidly accelerated.

Its ”gaze” instantly locked onto the Saintess at the trap’s core.

”It’s you again!”

The Master of Time Traces’ voice oscillated like ripples, echoing throughout the region. It hadn’t pursued these beings who slaughtered its domain’s creatures before, and now they dared to intrude upon its realm.

”Stasis.”

The hourglass at the core of the Master of Time Traces abruptly ”paused,” and a vast ”Time Delay Force Field” descended upon the entire trap region.

This wasn’t mere deceleration but near-congealment.

Space particles, free energy, and even thought processes were forcibly dragged into an almost stagnant, viscous state.

The Immortal Light circulating around the Saintess seemed frozen like flowing water, her movements slowing by thousands of times!

”Now! Take action!”

In the shadows surrounding the trap, Yu Heng Zhenren’s eyes flashed with a snake-like vicious light, she shouted fiercely.

She had been waiting for this moment.

With the Saintess bound by space-time turbulence and thoroughly subdued by the Master of Time Traces’ Time Delay Force Field, it was the perfect opportunity for a lethal strike!

Master Xuanming and several other Yuqing True Immortals were already poised for action. Several Immortal Techniques, containing the pure Destruction Dao Rhyme of the Yuqing Lineage, empowered by their lifetime of cultivation.

Slashed through the chaotic space-time turbulence like a long-hidden venomous dragon, suddenly lunging from the blind spots of the Saintess’s vision and perception.

A solid manifestation, exuding the aura of suppression over All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds and the demise of stars, the ”Guangcheng Heaven-Overturning Seal Illusion,” accompanied by thunderous Dao sounds, crashed head-on!

Several thunderbolts as thick as an arm, Supreme Yang and resolute, specifically devastating to demonic notions, the ”Taiyi Evil-Breaking Divine Thunder,” weaved into a destruction net, sealing off all evasion spaces of the Saintess!

Additionally, several strands of Yuqing Immortal-slaying Sword Qi, condensed from pure Geng Metal Qi, sharp and unparalleled, noiselessly, directly pierced the vital points surrounding the Saintess.

Timing, angles, and coordination, perfectly orchestrated.

The members of Yuqing’s faces had already molded into a sinister smile of triumph from their strategy’s success.

In their sight, the Saintess, ensnared by space-time turbulence, suppressed by the Time Delay Force Field, and assaulted by such numerous same-level—if not superior—attacks, was inescapably doomed.

Moreover, the treasures they employed could imprison this place, preventing her Companion Spirit from resurrecting on her being.