The Elysium Across Deep Space

Chapter 390: With Worn Interest

Chapter 390: With Worn Interest

Wang Xuan, wielding his iron spear, radiated a dazzling aura as he ruthlessly pounded the Silver-haired Youth into oblivion, another formidable avatar meeting its demise under his brute force.

This was no ordinary incident; everyone present was highly influential. Within their respective realms, they were accustomed to dominating others.

"Even the avatar of the Divine Dragon Luo'an and now Kui Yuan have both been crushed by him with his fists!" someone exclaimed, their expression complex.

In the Time and Space Bar, although they didn't inquire about each other's backgrounds, some were regulars and were well acquainted with each other's origins.

The two individuals mentioned were both incredibly influential figures. One was the Divine Dragon Luo'an, who followed the path of the Divine Kingdom. In certain planetary mythologies, he was revered as the Supreme God, overlooking all other deities.

Kui Yuan, the young man with silver short hair, emerged from a technological ruin but ventured into the realm of mythology, surpassing even Luo'an in strength.

"And... the Golden Ape King has also been slain." A new development unfolded underwater, a confrontation between flying swords. The result saw the ape bathed in blood, its sword broken, pierced by countless swords, its spiritual essence cascading like a waterfall as it faced utter annihilation.

On the shore, not everyone joined in the siege against the female practitioner. A considerable number of mysterious individuals remained neutral, silently observing the fierce battles on both land and underwater.

"That's the Forbidden Divine Curse!" Zhang Qifan exclaimed, recoiling in shock.

On the shore, a woman cloaked in black robes unleashed unmatched arcane arts.

It resembled flames, yet it was also like divine light, and thunderbolt-like electricity, converging into a dazzling expanse that descended from the void, disrupting the stability of time and space as it enveloped Fang Yuzhu's location.

"She's probably the Witch God King!" someone speculated about her identity, as only she could wield such sorcery.

The brilliant spell she cast was almost on par with the Supermundane Light Sea, vast and boundless. It froze time, seeking to imprison her enemies and tear apart the fabric of space to crush her opponents.

However, just as the momentary pause in time occurred and the void began to form the curse scroll, Fang Yuzhu broke free, shattering the temporal canvas.

A crimson mark appeared on Fang Yuzhu's forehead, adding an indescribable charm to her fluttering gown. A streak of transcendent light shot out from her brow.

With a muffled sound, she broke free.

On the opposite side, the Witch God King's arm was severed, sending her body flying backward, a shower of blood raining down.

"Let's quietly appreciate this moment. It may be the swan song, the last display of unparalleled might after the disappearance of the Supermundane Light Sea," someone spoke heavily.

Almost simultaneously, underwater, Wang Xuan surged like a raging wind, stirring the waters of the Supermundane Sea violently. Upon encountering the avatar of the Witch God King, he first shattered the curse with endless sword light, then pursued with his divine form.

His body swelled, bathed in golden radiance, as he advanced towards the cloaked woman in the sea.

Forced into a corner, the woman's body also enlarged, deploying a myriad of sorceries: weakening, petrifying, imprisoning the void, corroding from the spiritual level... attempting to engulf Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan, in his tenth stage, radiated divine light in all directions. After his profound transformation, his understanding and unleashing of the Supreme Scriptures were unlike before.

Outside his body, there was a layer of quasi-reality light, resembling armor, with one Supreme Scripture after another attached to his body, burning away all sorceries.

With a muffled sound, blood sprayed, and endless rain of light exploded. The Witch God King was slain by Wang Xuan, who charged forward, breaking her avatar with his divine form.

On the shore, the battle between the supremely skilled paused and resumed intermittently, but underwater, it continued unabated. Wang Xuan's eyes burned red with madness as he threw caution to the wind, his actions bordering on insanity.

Naturally, he sustained injuries too, as the avatars of powerful individuals on the shore occasionally intervened, launching various attacks. Although the Supermundane Light Sea purified these attacks and stripped away their unparalleled power, they still inflicted considerable discomfort upon him.

How to quell this rage? Only by killing these avatars. So Wang Xuan went berserk, not knowing how many avatars of skilled practitioners he had slain underwater.

"Young man, I have no quarrel with you. Why are you pursuing me?" A middle-aged man struggled underwater, panting heavily as he tried to flee, his tongue almost hanging out.

He was a member of the onlookers on the shore, feeling that his avatar had suffered undeservedly, being inexplicably beaten up and on the verge of disintegration.

"Is that so? Mistaken identity then. But since we've already fought, and you probably hold a grudge against me now, why not just continue pounding on you?" Wang Xuan said, brimming with killing intent.

Mainly because he didn't know who had been attacking him, but seeing someone fleeing when he approached was a clear sign of guilt.

"I... really have no grudge against you!" The middle-aged man was covered in blood, on the verge of being beaten to a pulp, and he spoke urgently and angrily.

"Stop, Ten Stage Brother! That person is my friend. He hasn't attacked you before!" Zhang Qifan from the shore intervened.

Wang Xuan wasn't entirely unreasonable. He turned to pound another target. His main goal was also retaliatory looting, seizing the creation crystals and various treasures from those targets.

At this stage, everyone had more or less made some gains. The worst off had at least four creation crystals, which were all priceless treasures when taken outside. After the disappearance of the Supermundane Light Sea, such items would never appear again. Each crystal was a unique resource, especially after the complete collapse of mythology, where they might still possess some extraordinary properties.

"You've got the wrong guy, Brother. I have no grudge against you, and I've never been involved in any conflicts between you all," another person waved his hands, trying to explain.

At this stage, Wang Xuan had gone mad underwater, recklessly battling people without regard for his own life.

"Is that so?" Wang Xuan paused for a moment, then directly unleashed the Sword of Slashing Dao. Countless divine swords erupted, radiant and brilliant, like an immortal wall pressing down, crushing the quasi-transcendent avatar.

"I saw you chasing after me. How dare you lie to me with a straight face?" Wang Xuan collected the crystals dropped by his victim and moved on to the next target.

On the shore, many people were mesmerized. Some were amazed, some shook their heads, and others remained silent.

"The King of Shadows... was also shattered by him."

"It's not dignified to die like this. Failed to ambush, only to be killed by him with a 'clubbing' blow from his iron spike."

People couldn't help but be moved. Wang Xuan was covered in wounds, his divine blood flowing, but he was still like a mad tiger, seizing and pounding on his targets.

These avatars all had significant backgrounds, not a single one was an ordinary transcendent!

Many of them had risen to fame in their youth, becoming the center of attention as adults, and their entire lives were enveloped in a brilliant halo, each a prominent figure in their respective regions.

Yet, here they were being killed, and by the hands of the same young man.

"Forget it, everyone. Transcendence is coming to an end. What's the point of fighting each other to the death? Is it just for a few crystals? Let's peacefully search for them. Don't waste time fighting. Perhaps we can gain more by cooperating."

On the shore, someone acted as a mediator, urging everyone to stop fighting. There was no need for further conflict.

"These crystals, which are close to reality, may likely allow us to retain some degree of transcendental power, but compared to the vast universe's corrections, they are far less effective than imagined. Maybe a year later, you and I will find ourselves helpless in the depleted era, sitting together, with nothing left but memories of the past. There won't be any transcendence left. Stop fighting!"

"Yeah, maybe a year later, in the era of depletion, we'll have no choice but to walk out of the stage, out of this world, and sit together, reminiscing about the glorious years gone by. What's the point of transcending? Let's not fight anymore!"

"In the end, this brilliance is coming to an end. Standing on the shore of the Transcendent Light Sea, we could move the power of the stars, but now it will only be a memory. Let's not kill each other."

During the great battle, all sides were filled with fire, but in the end, the words of these people were like cold water poured over their heads, instantly extinguishing the fervor in many hearts. Although they were all prominent figures from the realms of the past, they now felt a sense of powerlessness.

It was like being awakened from a glorious moment in life and being told that all their past was but a big dream, and it was time to return to reality.

"Let's disperse, it's pointless!" Some people lost interest, feeling that all of this was meaningless.

"Let's just grab a few crystals and go home. No one should attack each other."

The battle on the shore ended, with Fang Yuzhu holding the Banner of Slain Gods with one hand. Although she usually smiled, today she exuded a cold aura. With a gentle shake, blood dripped from the banner, and her silver-white gown still carried a faint scent of bloodlust.

In the sea, Wang Xuan also stopped fighting. Overall, he felt exhilarated by the killings. Fighting against dragons, the Silver-haired Third, the Green-skinned Shiox, the God of Shadows, and others, while it left him covered in wounds, it also helped him release his pent-up frustration. Most importantly, through these battles, he honed himself significantly.

The underwater battle opened up a new perspective for him, allowing him to see a wider world. He knew what he needed to do next and how to improve himself.

Afterwards, everyone indeed got along peacefully, avoiding each other and returning to the Transcendent Light Sea to seek opportunities. Even Fang Yuzhu sent out an avatar, shedding the constraints of rules and entering the vast ocean.

Two days later, the Transcendent Light Sea began to blur and gradually dim, about to disappear into the void. The starry sky no longer shone brightly, and the ocean began to recede.

Wang Xuan returned to the shore, his collection of creation crystals reaching more than two hundred and eighty.

He saw Fang Yuzhu not far away and walked towards her.

She stood quietly on the shore, gazing at the disappearing Transcendent Light Sea in the void. Her silhouette gave off a lonely feeling, her gown fluttering as if she wanted to fly into the sea.

Wang Xuan was startled. He felt that Fang Yuzhu truly had the determination to leap into the sea, so he quickly strode up to her.

"Sister Fang!"

"The Transcendent Light Sea is the last remnant of myth. Perhaps I should follow it into the distance. It's one of the choices after the end of mythology: either death or a brilliant new life in another world."

She spoke calmly, watching the flowing sea of light in the universe. She actually had that kind of thought!

Wang Xuan immediately advised, "Sister Fang, don't be impulsive. Everyone who entered the Light Sea was assimilated and died. Chasing after the sea is not the best choice. The collapse of the Transcendent World does not mean there are no opportunities left. It's not necessarily a complete end; there's always a glimmer of hope."

Fang Yuzhu responded, "In the universe's 13.8 billion years, there have been dozens of mythological civilizations, each existing for only thousands of years, some even less than five thousand. It's all so fleeting, like a flash in the pan, with no future. I want to go to the end of the Transcendent Light Sea, its ultimate downstream."

"Sister Fang, I know you are incredibly powerful. In their words, your soul has experienced supreme nirvana and rebirth, possibly more than once. But don't be impulsive. Things haven't reached the point of despair yet. This sea is like a mythological black hole, devouring everything related to the Transcendent. There are still paths to explore at this stage. Let's search for them first."

"Throughout the ages, all civilizations have been exploring. Various opportunities have arisen and been proven false one by one. Perhaps only the end of this sea is true. What's lacking now is not those paths but the courage to face death and be reborn!"

Fang Yuzhu turned around, her clothes fluttering, transcendent and dazzling. But Wang Xuan's heart was in his throat, feeling that she would disappear from the world with a single leap!