I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives

At times transforming into the phantom of the "past’s" remnants, at times revealing the scenery of "future’s" annihilation of all things, it is precisely Taiyuan’s life-bound treasure—the Primordial Emperor Bell.

"Kill, Break, Wolf Dao Domain, open!"

Seeing Taiyuan getting serious, the Venerable Lord of Seven Mysteries dared not hold back in the slightest.

With a loud roar, his blood surged upward like wolf smoke, and the Dharma Aspect of a three-headed, eight-armed deity suddenly solidified—the central head bore a third eye, filled with an aura of murder.

The left and right heads respectively exhibited the fierce countenance of Greedy Wolf and Po Jun, while each of the eight arms held a Magical Treasure, including the Wolf Blade, Seven Kill Whip, and Po Jun Spear, among other weapons of destruction.

Outside this Dharma Aspect, a dark red Dao Domain roared into existence, with stars aligning into the kill, break, and wolf trinity pattern within the domain.

Countless ferocious auras condensed into the phantoms of swords, spears, sabers, and halberds, each strand of aura enough to make an ordinary Void Refining Cultivator’s soul scatter, which was the culmination of his tens of thousands of years immersed in the Kill Break Wolf Dao Domain.

"First move, Space-Time Collapse·Trivial."

Taiyuan didn’t spare a glance at this lethal Dao Domain, gently snapping his fingers against the bell’s wall as if plucking a flower.

"Buzz—"

The bell’s toll was not deafening; instead, it carried a kind of deep rhythm that pierced through the divine soul.

In an instant, the Dao patterns on the surface of the Primordial Emperor Bell seemed to come alive and flow; the Dao pattern corresponding to the Greedy Wolf Star suddenly dimmed, and the phantom of the Greedy Wolf within the Venerable Lord’s Dao Domain shattered by half.

Subsequently, a hazy gray light wave overflowed from the bell’s mouth; seemingly slow in appearance, yet every inch it advanced caused the surrounding space-time to collapse inwardly.

The light was forcibly twisted into a spiral shape, and wherever it passed, the space cracked like a spider web.

But the cracks didn’t spew chaotic void currents; instead, they yielded pure "nothingness," where even energy couldn’t exist.

"Kill!"

The Venerable Lord of Seven Mysteries roared, swinging all eight arms simultaneously, weaving the destructive weapons into an impenetrable killing net; the kill, break, and wolf stars shone simultaneously, and all ferocious auras within the Dao Domain poured into the killing net, transforming into a sinister Celestial Wolf phantom, pouncing toward the light wave.

The Killing Break Wolf garment on him, refined from the pelts of ninety-nine ancient fierce wolves, burst with blinding red light; the murderous runes engraved on the garment rotated like a lantern carousel, attempting to resist the might of space-time collapse.

Yet all of this was as fragile as paper before the gray light wave.

The Celestial Wolf phantom was ground to dust upon just touching the light wave, and the destructive weapons shattered one after another, their fragments vanished by the collapsing force before hitting the ground.

The red light of the Killing Break Wolf garment only lasted three breaths before it began to break inch by inch from the collar, revealing the skin beneath.

"Pft—"

The light wave crashed solidly into the Venerable Lord’s chest, shattering the three-headed, eight-armed deity’s Dharma Aspect, causing the third eye on the central head to explode, spraying blood mixed with brain matter.

His entire body was sent flying, crushing through three main peaks of the Seven Mysteries Grotto Heaven before stopping in the ruins, where he coughed up blood profusely, staining the shattered rocks beneath him.

"Friend Taiyuan! Please hold your hand!"

Meng Tianjun’s expression changed drastically, and the jade scepter at his waist glowed with grand righteousness, as he moved to intervene.

Yet he saw Meteor’s form flicker, with the Circulation Stars Dao Domain unfolding around him, the phantom of the Circulation Stars Sword suspended above his head, saying coldly:

"Meng Tianjun, the agreement of three moves was witnessed by you and me. If you intervene now, do you intend to break the rules of the Central Plains Cultivators?"

The Cold Monarch also raised a hand simultaneously, and the Ice Soul Dao Domain spread instantly, freezing time and space within its range into crystalline ice, even stopping light in mid-air, completely blocking Meng Tianjun’s path.

The Venerable Lord of Seven Mysteries struggled out from the ruins, with all three heads drooping on his shoulders, five of his eight arms hanging powerless, and the ferocity in his eyes replaced by extreme terror.

He crawled and kowtowed toward Taiyuan’s direction, his forehead striking the rubble and bleeding profusely:

"Friend Taiyuan! I was blind to your greatness! I am willing to offer up all the treasures accumulated over a million years in the Seven Mysteries Grotto Heaven, just spare my dog’s life!"

Taiyuan stood with his hands behind his back beneath the Primordial Emperor Bell, his gray robe lightly swaying in the residual waves of space-time, his expression unmoved: "Second move, Space-Time Collapse·World Fracture."

Before the words finished, his palm pressed on the crown of the Yuan Emperor Bell, and the bell covered with Dao marks suddenly started spinning at high speed.

The space at the mouth of the bell tore apart like shredded brocade, countless pitch-black space-time rifts interwoven into a giant net, with echoes of the "past" and phantoms of the "future" continuously flooding out from the rifts.

The mournful cries of ancient divine demons who perished in battle, the deathly silence of extinguished stars, and the nihilistic aura of myriad laws returning to the Ruins of Dao.

Taiyuan pushed forward abruptly, and the Yuan Emperor Bell transformed into a stream of gray-gold light, with its mouth aimed at the Venerable Lord of Seven Mysteries, the giant net-like space-time rift crushing forward with the force to devour everything.

"No!"

The Venerable Lord of Seven Mysteries was so terrified his soul nearly left his body, at this moment he didn’t even have the strength to summon his magical treasure, he could only grit his teeth and activate his ultimate forbidden technique "Seven Kills Dedication".

His remaining three arms slammed onto his own chest, and from his mouth spouted a mass of essence blood containing ninety percent of his Dao Foundation, the essence blood transformed mid-air into a heavy earth-yellow halo.

A complete star map emerged within the halo, a protective barrier bought at the cost of a hundred thousand years of lifespan.

But the halo formed by this forbidden technique was as fragile as a bubble in front of the Yuan Emperor Bell.

The moment the gray-gold light collided with the halo, the space-time rift instantly tore the halo to shreds, and the Yuan Emperor Bell slammed into the Venerable Lord of Seven Mysteries without any obstruction.

"Pfft——"

A piercing ripping sound ensued, the remaining three arms of the Venerable Lord of Seven Mysteries were directly shredded into a mist of blood by the space-time rift, his three heads exploded simultaneously, leaving only half his torso slumped on the ground, his breath as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.

"The third strike, Space-Time Contraction · Return to Ruins."

Taiyuan’s gaze focused, and his hands formed a mysterious seal technique, and as soon as this seal was created, the entire Seven Mysteries Grotto Heaven’s space-time began to violently twist.

Mountains in the distance collapsed and contracted at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into tiny particles, clouds in the sky were forcibly pulled into threads, drawn into the space-time vortex surrounding the Yuan Emperor Bell.

Even the remnant ominous aura of the Dao Domain of the Destroying Wolf abolished by the Venerable Lord of Seven Mysteries, was ground into nothingness by the force of contraction.

Suspended mid-air, the Yuan Emperor Bell at this moment burst forth with boundless radiance, every Dao mark on the bell illuminated, forming a complete "Diagram of Space-Time Birth and Destruction".

From the birth of space-time at the singularity explosion, to star formation, life evolution, to star annihilation, space-time contracting to the Ruins of Dao, the entire process rapidly flowed on the bell’s surface.

The next moment, countless gray gases gushed out from within the bell, it was the "Return to Ruins Qi" generated at the extreme of space-time contraction, turning even the void into a lamentation, as if the entire world would be reset to a singularity state.

"Boom——"

The Return to Ruins Qi fell on the half-torso of the Venerable Lord of Seven Mysteries, without a world-shaking explosion, only a dull soft sound.

His body instantly dissolved, even his divine soul was utterly obliterated by the Return to Ruins Qi, not a trace of soul remnants could escape.

A moment later, he was completely wiped away by the space-time aftershocks, as if the Venerable Lord of Seven Mysteries had never existed.

Taiyuan gestured with a hand, the Yuan Emperor Bell transformed into a stream of light returning to his palm, the Dao marks on the bell slowly faded, the surrounding distorted space-time gradually returning to normal, only the ruins of the Seven Mysteries Grotto Heaven told of the dominating battle just now.

He looked towards Meng Tianjun and Chiyang Emperor, whose expressions were complex, his tone as calm as if recounting a trivial matter:

"Out of respect for the two daoist friends, I only used three strikes, he himself couldn’t endure, can’t blame others."

Meng Tianjun glanced at the completely vanished bloodstains, sighed lightly, his eyes filled with helplessness and admiration:

"Haven’t seen you in ten thousand years, your ’Space-Time Contraction’, Daoist friend, has nearly reached the source, your grace surpasses the past."

Chiyang Emperor, who had no prior dealings with Taiyuan, only today witnessed his actions firsthand, finally understood the weight of the words "Yuan Emperor", couldn’t help but exclaim:

"I’ve long heard that the Yuan Emperor uses space-time termination to validate the Dao, seeing it today, I realize the rumors don’t reflect a tenth of the truth. Such methods of contracting space-time, returning myriad laws to ruins, truly peerless in Central State."

Beside them, Chen Sheng was also indescribably amazed, senior martial brother had always been benevolent to others, only now recognizing the might of the Yuan Emperor!

Cold Monarch and Meteor were both sparkling-eyed, though they knew senior martial brother’s strength was formidable, it was also their first time witnessing the full power of the "Space-Time Contraction Ending Technique".

From minor space-time folds to world-shattering space-time rifts, then to the world returning to the singularity of the Ruins, every strike contained the profound truth of the Great Dao of space-time, the mystique and imposing might were simply unfathomable.