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C1690
As this formless battle progressed, within the First Realm, the battle between the Deathless Devil Monarch and Xiao Yu's Lunar Scourge had also reached a stalemate.
Compared to Mo Shang's real body, his strength was still lacking by a sliver, and Xiao Yu's two physical bodies could no longer be compared to his current life's body. Thus, the battle between the two of them was limited to this world.
What the two of them controlled and used were Tyrant Body Star Spell s, Deathless Devil Monarch was in chaos with Yin and Yang, and Xiao Yu's Lunar Star Physique was in chaos with Yin and Yang, in a cycle of life and death.
At this time, the three figures seemed to have all come to a standstill. The two Yin-yang Power s influenced each other and counteracted each other, causing everything in this world to freeze.
Time stopped, space twisted, the fallen leaves stopped in the wind, and the dust in the air seemed to have taken root in the air.
The First Realm was completely still, including the three figures who were fighting within this world.
"It seems that the battle on this side will have to wait for the other side to determine the victor in order to break the balance!"
"The two bodies of the Deathless Devil Monarch and the Star Lord have stopped moving. If there are any other Zhi Zun taking action now, wouldn't they be in danger?"
"Make a move? Hehe, because of their Great Dao Power, all living things in this world are stagnant, so right now, there is no one with any power that can infiltrate that realm! Even if they did arrive, they would still be frozen in place. Anyone who dares to enter the First Realm right now would be courting death, and would be directly taken care of by the two Yin-yang Power! "
Everyone's gazes were always on Xiao Yu and Mo Shang, and only until now did they have the interest to pay attention to the battle within the First Realm. However, the battle here had fallen into a deadlock, it was as if they would continue to stay still until the end of heaven and earth!
In the Nine Realms, other than Xiao Yu and Yue Yang, no one else could break it.
The heavens were in chaos, ten thousand worlds were collapsing and disappearing from time to time. The stars on Nine Realms had long since been destroyed and the world was devoid of light.
The people of the world were waiting, waiting for the results of the final battle to be revealed. However, the battle had become invisible, and they did not even know how far Xiao Yu and Xiao Yu's battle had progressed.
This was a battle of Primordial Spirit, and also an invisible battle. It exceeded the understanding of the common people, and no one could predict the final outcome.
In the Nine-Heaven World where there was no day and no night, time slowly flowed by.
Without the stars, the sun would not rise and the moon would not appear. The people of Nine Realms could only silently calculate the time based on their senses.
One day.
January.
One year.
Ten years ?
This great, invisible battle was incomparably long. It was so long that some people had almost forgotten that an invisible battle still existed between the ten thousand worlds.
Twenty years ? Thirty years ? A hundred years!
A hundred years had passed, and the mortals had lived a new life. A new life was born in every realm, yet it was born in a world without daylight, without the sun, moon, or stars.
Many people did not even know what the sun was for the rest of their lives!
Two hundred years ? Three hundred years ? A thousand years!
From the perspective of those under the Holy Realm, the affairs of the world had declined even further, and the realms of the nine heavens had even calmed down a long time ago. Only those who had reached the level of Sovereign Stage knew that there was still an unfinished battle going on between the heaven and earth that continued.
Two thousand years ? Three thousand years!
Under the days when there was no daylight, the Nine-Heaven World had already passed through a whole three thousand years!
In this era, it was known as the Age of Darkness, with no light in the Nine Realms.
A new batch of juniors had already stepped into the Saint realm, but they had yet to see the light of day, and didn't know what the sun, moon, and stars were.
To recreate the stars was something that required one to at least reach an extremely high level of cultivation. However, in these three thousand years of darkness, all of the Martial Saints' powers were being used to protect all realms. No one had the mind or strength to recreate the sun and moon or condense the stars.
Moreover, those stars were all destroyed by Xiao Yu and Mo Shang. Before the victor of that battle was decided and before they had returned, who would dare to recreate the stars?
"Three thousand years. How long will this battle last?"
The third realm, Master Haoxu, was sitting in midair. The Stellar Chessboard Xiao Yu had left behind back then had disappeared long ago.
"It will end eventually." Ye Wangchuan appeared and comforted her. Beside her was a jade carved doll.
"Even you have a descendant, yet he still doesn't know when he'll be able to return home victorious!" Master Haoxu shook his head. After he finished sighing with emotion, his gaze once again shot towards the sky. However, even if he could see through all the realms, he could not find that figure from start to finish.
At the peak of the mountain.
A figure sat silently atop a green lotus, motionless amidst the boundless white snow.
A young girl walked over gently and said with a sigh: "Qing Zun, it's been three thousand years. You have been sitting here without moving.
The woman who was addressed as Qing Zun turned around and glanced at the Qing Mo who had an even more mature temperament than back then. She shook her head without uttering a word and closed her eyes once again, as if she had turned into a boulder, guarding this place forever.
In the seventh realm, in front of a large hall, a group of youths, who had rushed in for the unknown number of times, were shouting outside the hall, wanting to join in on the Fuzun Hall s.
"These people, are they here for the Star Lord again?"
These people were born in the Age of Darkness, and all of them have come here because of the lack of light from the heavens and the earth. They couldn't go because of the Tianchen Palace and knew that the Star Lord had once stayed in our hall, so they wanted to join in like mad. "" Ah, yes.
"Back then, when the Star Lord's might shook the nine heavens, no one had ever been this crazy."
"Yeah, but I wonder if Star Lord can return safely?"
As the two young men passed by, they were no longer surprised by the scene in front of the palace hall. As they chatted, they left, and didn't even glance at the crowd that was shouting in front of the palace door.
Above the door to the hall, there were three big words written, shining brightly under the light of the pearls placed outside the hall: Fuzun Hall!
"Rumble!"
Suddenly, a strange fluctuation gently undulated and spread across every corner of the Nine Realms, spreading to every corner of every corner of every realm. It caused all the living beings in the world to have the same kind of wondrous feeling.
All the living beings turned around and looked in the same direction.
In the Dragon Race Archipelago, Ao Zhan's figure flew out, staring at the sky. At the same time, it was unknown how many supreme experts there were in the Nine Realms. All of them looked towards the same direction at the same time and their hearts seemed to be trembling.
"It's been three thousand years, has the stagnant First Realm finally loosened up?"
"That formless battle has finally ended?"
"Will it be the Ninth Heaven Star Lord or Sun-moon God Monarch that will return? Whose invincible legend is it that has been ended, and who will continue to write his invincible legend? "