Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up

Chapter 628 530: Seeking a Chance at Life

He suddenly thought of the previous actions of the Heavenly Dao Will, even if they sacrificed themselves, they wanted to help him become stronger. Was it because the path he was taking was one they approved of?

But...

He wasn't entirely sure of the path he was on.

Additionally...

He cast a deep glance at the Nine Dragon Jade Seal, which knew many things but chose to inform him at this moment.

Perceiving Zhao Yi's confusion, the Nine Dragon Jade Seal quickly spoke, "Master, I know all the laws of heaven and earth. These matters are what I have contemplated for a long time."

"As for the path you are to take, it is to lead the remaining people to seek a new chance of survival when the Cosmos perishes. This chance is the New World you have built, which is now quite mature and has the potential to grow into a universe of its own. Naturally, some are willing to follow you. As for the choices of the Heavenly Dao Will..."

As it spoke, the tone of the Nine Dragon Jade Seal changed, carrying a hint of helplessness and pity.

"Their fate, regardless of the path taken, is ultimately death. Although they have gained sentience, their power is linked to a world, and once the world perishes, they too will undoubtedly die. This is an unchangeable fact."

"You must understand, Master, that what I'm saying is the truth, and perhaps you are aware of it in your heart."

"The path you are on is entirely different from the Nether Tree. By taking away any energy from a world, you are reducing the Nether Tree's future possibility of rebuilding its home, so a conflict between you two is inevitable in the future."

"For such a lengthy explanation, the reason the Nether Tree hasn't come for you is not only because it must quickly devour this world's energy, but also because the speed of cosmos extinction is accelerating. You may not sense it yet, but the Nether Tree is undoubtedly well aware, so it is busy devouring the remaining world. According to my estimate, it has already devoured half of the current world. The remaining half, where Su Ri'an is slightly stronger, cannot withstand for long against it. Master, you only have half a year left."

"The whip is formed by acquiring the energy of countless worlds, Master. Tread carefully, as its power might be even stronger than you imagine. Therefore, we must be cautious of its whip."

Zhao Yi looked over, observing the Elemental Whip as its brilliance became more dazzling.

He could feel that the whip before him was composed of countless Elemental Powers like earth and fire, rock and earth, darkness, and lightning, possessing formidable might.

The clone Twelve, with every strike, left a lightning-like trail in its wake, instantly tearing through space. Its power was like divine wrath, instilling fear in anyone who encountered it. In an invisible way, the whip surged forward like a force sweeping across everything. Anyone caught by it would be inevitably doomed.

Zhao Yi estimated that if he were hit just once, he would likely be fatally wounded.

However.

His body was beyond the imagination of an ordinary person. Even if injured, he wanted to test the true extent of his body's strength.

He calmly looked at Twelve and then stepped forward, facing the incoming attack without any intention of resisting.

Twelve hesitated: "Are you really not afraid of death? If my whip lands heavily, it could crumble mountains and seas, and yet you dare to walk over as you do. Is it because you have some confidence?"

His expression changed, suddenly feeling that Zhao Yi must be up to some trick.

Otherwise.

How could he dare approach so casually in the face of the Elemental Whip?

Either it was absolute confidence in his strength, or he had some special means.

Clone Twelve slightly altered his stance, realizing he had to resolve this fight on his terms.

Not only did he wield the power of the whip, but his own strength was no small matter.

With a wave of his hands, the sky suddenly changed.

A phantom scene enveloped Zhao Yi.

Inside, countless elements were swirling, constructing one unique scene after another.

Under the night sky, the moonlight was like water, casting its clear brilliance on a silent battlefield.

As the wind rose, star-like sparks accompanied a slight chill, and tension filled the air. The two faced off, with Clone Twelve tightly holding a whip formed by gathered elements. The whip was completely transparent, like crystal in autumn water, emitting a faint glow under the moonlight.

Twelve's gaze was cold, with the whip in his hand trembling slightly with his breath, as if it could sense his inner turmoil.

Facing him was Zhao Yi, standing calmly, with muscles as sculpted as statues and a determined expression. With arms crossed over his chest, he prepared to meet the challenge head-on. As Twelve chanted a low incantation, the whip in his hand suddenly burst with a blinding light, Elemental Power gathering as the whip moved like a living creature, striking towards Zhao Yi.

The whip traced an arc, carrying minute streams as it gently tapped against his body. However, instead of the expected damage, it merely brushed over him, igniting a faint glow as if leaving a gentle mark on his skin. The opponent did not retreat. Instead, he met the whip's strike with his tough body.

A flicker of surprise crossed Zhao Yi's eyes, clearly not expecting Twelve's assault to be so gentle, but knowing well how severe it was. He felt no pain, his eyes remained bright, and instead, he stepped forward, ready to counterattack in a more direct manner. In an instant, amidst the static confrontation, the clash of the whip and physique painted a seamless picture of motion and stillness.

In this art, every detail, every movement, brimmed with a fusion of strength and aesthetics, revealing their extraordinary rivalry and mental battle. Yet, while all this fell upon Zhao Yi, it seemed to have no effect whatsoever.

Twelve's expression slightly shifted, squinting as he saw Zhao Yi unharmed, causing an upsurge of Elemental Power to emerge once more.

The entire scene altered again.

The two of them stood on a vast grassland, surrounded by ginkgo trees and emerald bamboo. The slanting sunlight seemed to add a touch of mystique to their battle's clash.

Zhao Yi stood firm, deciding to employ the most primal power. His fists moved out accompanied by the sound of his steps. The wind howled, filling the air with rampant power. Observing the opponent's attack, Twelve quickly retreated, yet couldn't shake off the pursuit.

Zhao Yi moved nimbly, continuously lowering his stance. Seizing the moment, he suddenly lunged forward, grabbing the opponent's ankle and executing a reverse sweep kick.

Twelve, not to be outdone, charged forward, raising the whip, intending to bind him up. Alert and swift, he took a quick step back, dodging the assault.

The two engaged in a life-or-death duel, their surroundings flashing with fist shadows, with none of the anticipated flashing blades. Pebbles of energy exploded between them continually, amidst various elements.

Finally, Zhao Yi seized an opportunity, landing a solid punch on Twelve's face, sending him crashing to the ground.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi's expression showed no joy, for that silhouette slowly dissipated before him.