Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

Chapter 1973: Final Confrontation IV: Innate Saint Art

”Itʼs his Innate Saint Art.”

”His what?”

”Let me show you.” Wu Hongʼs third eye suddenly changed, and she saw a hidden dimension, which made her squint. This dimension was hidden so well that Wu Hong had no idea it existed. In fact, she felt that she might have never detected it if not for Lady Aiʼs.

Inside that dimension lies a colossal giant with universes for eyes, a body on par with hundreds of Chaos Worlds. Despite its size, anyone could tell it was modeled after a young Gu Changʼan. However, that wasnʼt important; the giant was rapidly decreasing in size, weight, mass, and density.

”You said it was his Innate Saint Art? Whatʼs that?”

”Do you know the difference between Saint Techniques and Saint Arts?”

”I do,” Wu Hong replied. After restoring this timelineʼs history, she had recovered a lot of information, including the difference between the two. Saint Techniques are casual or normal Saint attacks that use the Grand Dao Source and Hidden Rules. Saint Arts are when these techniques are perfected and pushed to the limit, perfectly combining these two powers.

”There is a famous saying across the Infinite Trichiliocosm: All Saint Paths are unique. This idea applies to every aspect of a Saint, including their techniques. As such, Saint Arts have a personal aspect; when a Saint creates one, the technique is innately designed to suit their individual Dao, objective, or desire.

”Innate Saint Arts are when the personal aspect is pushed to the limit. At that point, the Saint Art can only exercise its full power in the hands of its creator. Even if someone copies its ability, the final product will never be the same. In simple terms, all Innate Saint Arts are unique to their creators; they are inherent to their creator like something they were born with. Even if they teach it to someone else, the techniqueʼs effect will never reach its full potential.”

Wu Hong suddenly thought of the [Force Control Skill]. That technique suits Wang Weiʼs Dao and personality perfectly, and when she uses it, she always feels she canʼt bring out its full potential.

”I understand now, but what exactly does this Innate Saint Art do? Why did it allow Gu Changʼan to block my attack with no damage whatsoever?”

”That technique is modeled after the unique characteristic of Chaos Demon Gods. Whenever that bastard suffers heavy or deadly injury, his Chaos Avatar will shrink. And until it reaches a certain size, you canʼt easily kill him.”

”Canʼt easily kill doesnʼt mean cannot be killed, right?”

”Yes, but besides being overwhelmingly more powerful than him, I havenʼt found a way after countless yuan epochs.”

”What if I seal the avatar?”

”Might work. However, youʼd have to enter his hidden dimension. Iʼve spent years before detecting it, let alone breaking inside.”

Wu Hong swiftly analyzed the defensive measures around that dimension and cursed: ”Damn it, why is it so needlessly complicated?”

”Gu Changʼan might be a horrible human being and have many flaws, but he values his life a lot and is quite skilled at protecting himself.”

”Thatʼs just a nice way of saying heʼs a coward.”

”That may be so, but you canʼt deny his skills.”

Wu Hong controlled the Six Luminous Cannon to fire two beams; one hit Gu Changʼan a second time, and the second one targeted the hidden dimension. The All-Knowing Emperor tried to evade, but his attempt was useless. Unless he could escape the entanglement of fate, the grasp of death, the touch of time, the presence of primordial chaos, the omnipresence of the Grand Dao, and the harmony of all vitality, he had no chance of evading that attack.

”I should have killed that bitch a long time ago,” Gu Changʼan uttered under his breath after sensing the attack on his secret dimension. He knew there was no way for Wu Hong to have discovered such a secret — especially in such a short period. While gritting his teeth, Gu Changʼan snapped his finger, and the location of the hidden dimension changed.

Wu Hong immediately used the River of Fate to calculate the new location, but failed. She frowned. ”Do you know where it is?”

”Give me some time, and Iʼll find it.”

”How long are we speaking about?”

”...At least an hour.”

Wu Hong groaned softly. The itching and gnawing pain was intensifying, and she didnʼt know if she could last an hour. The worst part is that all attempts to solve this issue or minimize it are not very effective. A solution might be to use her merit, but Wu Hong has already anticipated the vast amount sheʼll need after this battle to heal without affecting her foundation: nothing can be wasted.

”I know youʼre planning something to win this battle. What is it?”

”I canʼt say anything since it might jeopardize success. You only need to keep fighting and fully display your Dao.”

Wu Hong frowned: that last part of that sentence caught her attention since itʼs the second time Lady Ai had said it. With this clue, Wu Hong had an inkling of what she was planning. ”Fine, Iʼll trust you this time.” Without any other choice, she had to rely on herself.

She raised her palm to manifest a red rune: the Destruction Rune. For countless yuan epochs, this rune had been swallowing the Red Cloud, pushing its power to a terrifying level. Wu Hong fused it with the Six Luminous Cannon, turning the rainbow swirl of energy into the purest red.

Bang! The cannon fired.

Gu Changʼanʼs expression turned grave. Knowing evasion was not possible, he tried a different approach: defense. The Book World folded over itself to protect its creators. Unfortunately, this method proved to be useless. The beam used a brilliant application of causality and space-time to bypass all defenses and reach Gu Changʼan directly.

”Damn it,” he cursed. That single attack annihilated a tenth of his Chaos Avatar. In other words, he can only survive ten of these. ”Hesitation is no longer an option.”

The Book World began to tremble with an intensity that made category 10 Earthquakes a joke. But for beings who had begun to transcend all concepts of the universe, the earthquake was the least of their concerns. Their priority was the source. With their senses and detective skills, they noticed that the destruction of the timeline had accelerated. Standing at the center of this universe, the Book World used the Red Cloud to rapidly absorb the timelineʼs energy, matter, laws, and Hidden Rules.

Wu Hongʼs mind began to operate at an alarming rate. In a few attoseconds, she realized that it wouldnʼt take more than five seconds before the Book World reached the Heavenly Courtʼs territory and absorbed it. And she had two choices in front of her: try to stop Gu Changʼan or return to the court and deal with this crisis.

”We can separate. Stop Gu Changʼan, and Iʼll try to stop your territoryʼs destruction.”

”Do you have a way?”

”Honestly, Iʼm not too confident. But I should be able to block it and buy you enough time.”

”In that case, there is no need. Youʼll be more useful with me.”

”But what are you going to do?”

”Divide the world.”

”What does that mean?”

Wu Hong didnʼt explain. Instead, she teleported Emperor Sui, Three Virtue, and Five Elements —who had barely regained his sense of self—back to the court.

”I need you three to divide the timeline: separate the courtʼs territory from the Red Cloud.”

”Are you mad? If we try something like this, there is a greater chance we accelerate the destruction instead of separating them,” Emperor Sui said. How intricate were the fundamental laws governing an entire timeline? Separation wasnʼt as simple as cleanly cutting something whole into two; it requires precise manipulation of the spatial laws and hidden rules, while also preserving the operation of the other 3800 foundational laws.

”Not to mention that even if we succeed, the chaotic power from the Boundless Realm would invade the timeline and wreak havoc,” Three Virtue added.

”Or the fact that the rules might collapse before we even separate the timeline,” Five Elements added in a hoarse voice.

”Why do you all have such rigid thinking? Use Grand Daoʼs help for the separation. Set up an array to block the Boundless Realmʼs influence; use the Grand Dao Source as an anchor to prevent collapse, and finally, use the River of Time to repair the timelineʼs spatial membrane,” Wu Hong said.

”That could work,” Emperor Sui uttered. Once this is done, the timeline will shrink to a tenth of its original size; such a fate is better than destruction.

”Of course it will. Now, get to it.” It would be a shame for the Myriad Vitality All-Heaven to be destroyed after all the time and effort she had put into it, so Wu Hong decided to do her best to save it.

”Youʼve done your best. If it doesnʼt work, then itʼs their fate.”

”I know,” Wu Hong replied.

”Alright then, Letʼs finish this bastard off.”