World Shattered

The holy light dispersed, revealing Alifa's figure.

The Angel Priest held his scepter high, opening seven Heaven's Gates around Mogli.

Then, the Heaven's Gates slowly creaked open. From the narrow rifts, multiple chains of holy light shot out, flying toward Mogli.

The chains of holy light bound Mogli's neck, limbs, and torso.

Hellfire burned fiercely, clashing against the holy light.

But Alifa did not stop. As an old rival, he was well aware of Mogli's capabilities. After the chains of holy light, he had many more tricks prepared.

He thrust his scepter heavily into the ground. Holy light surged from the scepter into the earth, turning the tattered land into a sea of holy light.

The secret tome flipped open, its pages turning rapidly of their own accord. Streaks of golden light flew out from the book, transforming into a variety of strangely shaped weapons.

“Warriors of Heaven, immortal angels! Your bravery is remembered by the world, and your immortality is praised by all! Awaken from your slumber and seek vengeance upon the demon!”

Alifa chanted loudly. From the sea of holy light below, circular orbs of light suddenly rose.

The orbs were drawn to the weapons floating in the air, merging with them. In an instant, the orbs transformed into angels.

These angels wore tattered armor and were mostly incomplete—some had only half a wing, others were missing an arm, and some had large holes through their chests.

However, their auras were immensely powerful. Their soaring battle intent pierced the clouds as they charged toward Mogli with their weapons, unleashing various techniques in succession.

After summoning these vengeance angels, Alifa pulled the scepter from the ground, stowed his secret tome, and flew into the sky with the scepter held high in both hands.

A halo slowly manifested behind Alifa. As holy energy was poured into it, the halo grew larger, and the wings of light on Alifa's back gradually extended and unfurled.

The halo finally stopped expanding when it was twice Mogli's size. The light wings on Alifa's back merged into three pointers.

“Tick-tock. Tick-tock.”

The light wings ticked slowly, emitting an audible sound.

Bolstered by the world power, Chen Xu could clearly sense a tiny, pure white clock manifesting on the forehead of the suppressed Mogli.

The pointers of that white clock were perfectly synchronized with Alifa's light wings, ticking slowly.

With every tick, the hellfire on Mogli's body weakened slightly, and his muscular physique actually began to wither and grow thin.

“The Dao of Time?”

Chen Xu was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Alifa, an Angel Priest, to also cultivate the legendary and notoriously difficult Dao of Time.

If even Alifa's strength was this formidable, then what kind of existences were the Ten High Priests above the ordinary priests, or the Seven Demon Kings of Hell?

It seemed that eternal-tier strength was still not enough for Chen Xu to act with total impunity. Although his strength, bolstered by his cheats, had a solid foundation, he lacked the variety of tricks these veterans possessed.

He had to accelerate the competition in the Land of the Undead and step into the unique-tier as soon as possible. Relying on a higher realm to suppress others was the true path to power.

The gap between major realms was absolute. No matter how many fancy abilities one had at a lower realm, they could only bow their heads when facing a higher one.

With Alifa suppressing Mogli, Chen Xu had a moment of leisure. He released a wave of eternal-tier mental strength, crushing all the surviving voodoo banshees and succubi, and recalled the damaged gargoyles to the Undead Divine Court.

Gargoyle production was limited. These massive stone creatures weren't like the skeleton soldiers that could be found anywhere. As the designated mage-killer unit for Chen Xu's future legion, every single gargoyle was precious.

Most importantly, gargoyles recovered very slowly. Although they could repair their physical damage by entering a stone-statue hibernation mode, the recovery speed was abysmal.

After stowing the gargoyles, Chen Xu released [Flower of Death] and [God-Slaying Poison] several more times toward Mogli.

This time, with Alifa's holy light suppressing the Hell Archduke's hellfire, Chen Xu's curses were no longer restricted.

Vibrant Flowers of Death extended from Mogli's limbs toward his torso again, greedily siphoning his flesh and soul. Even the holy light energy dissipating in the surroundings was treated as fuel and devoured by the flowers.

The Flowers of Death that siphoned the demon's blood and soul turned a deeper crimson, while those that siphoned holy light energy turned toward a pure white, washing away their original color.

“Roar!”

Mogli let out a roar as hellfire erupted from his eyes and mouth.

The raging flames splashed everywhere, and a terrifying magical fluctuation flickered within them.

Chen Xu immediately teleported beneath Alifa and deployed a spirit shield.

Boom! Boom!

The earth rumbled incessantly. On the already shattered ground, hundreds of mounds suddenly bulged upward.

Massive amounts of hellfire erupted from the mounds with fierce momentum, shooting straight into the clouds.

Simultaneously, tens of thousands of twinkling stars suddenly appeared in the pitch-black sky.

Those stars grew larger at a visible rate. The trailing flames generated by their high-speed movement sketched a doomsday landscape across the sky.

Seeing such a display, Chen Xu's expression changed drastically as he recalled a terrifying record from his inherited knowledge.

“Is this the legendary ultimate fire magic, known as the forbidden spell among forbidden spells, the doomsday spectacle called [Apocalypse]!”

The earth continued to tremble violently. The surging fire energy erupted at high speeds, placing an unbearable burden on the ground.

Soil, dust, stones, and ancient withered bones—everything was unearthed and flung into the sky.

The dust was mixed with the scorching aura of hellfire, which interfered with mental detection and obstructed the extension of mental strength.

Worse yet, the meteors falling from the sky radiated a constant, lethal sense of threat that picked at Chen Xu's nerves.

Meanwhile, the mysterious clock Alifa was maintaining had only completed a third of its cycle, not even halfway.

“Lord Alifa, how much longer will this time spell take? Can you speed it up? The meteors in the sky won't wait much longer!”

Chen Xu shouted toward the sky while thickening his shield.

In contrast to Chen Xu's tension, Alifa appeared very calm.

“Lord Chen Xu, my Heavenly Holy Wheel still needs some time. However, there is no need to worry. These meteors only look intimidating; they cannot harm eternal-tier beings like us who hail from special worlds.”

Since Alifa was so nonchalant, Chen Xu silently contracted the range of his shield, compressing it to cover only himself.

When the Heavenly Holy Wheel reached the halfway mark, the meteors slammed down. They generated massive, staggering shockwaves that smashed the world into pieces.

Crack!

A multitude of rifts appeared in space, and the world began to collapse and fragment.

This was only the beginning. As the tens of thousands of meteors fell one by one, shockwaves rose one after another, and the spatial rifts grew more numerous and larger.

The world wailed until it finally shattered completely.

A more violent explosion rang out as the world was torn into eight streams of light, which scattered into the Cosmic Sea.

If these streams of light were captured by Blue Star, they would form dungeons there.

World fragments were precisely the source of Blue Star's dungeons.

In the empty Cosmic Sea, three parties now floated.

A hell demon bound by holy light, an Angel Priest with a halo behind him, and a necrotic archduke standing upon a base.

Without the world's obstruction, the hellfire on Mogli's body seemed to receive a mysterious enhancement, burning even more vigorously.

The chains of holy light were on the verge of snapping, and the resurrected angels gradually lost their combat effectiveness under the scorching hellfire.

Only the clock mark on Mogli's forehead remained unaffected, continuing its steady ticking.

Nourished by the hellfire, Mogli's size ballooned rapidly. In just a few seconds, he grew into an interstellar behemoth.

The moon Chen Xu had captured back in the Immortal Island world was barely the size of one of Mogli's fangs now.

“Angels and necrotic, feel the fury and might of Hell!”