Guarding the River of Time

Chapter 439 - 429: The Eternal Celestial Chime, Tolling the Great Dao

The Divine Axe came to a sudden halt the moment it touched Su Mu’s palm, or rather, it was forcibly clamped by Su Mu’s single hand!

Seeing this scene, a flash of terror flickered in the eyes of the black and white robed man.

Throughout the entire process, Su Mu didn’t take any initiative action, not even using his Spiritual Power; he relied solely on the sheer strength of his physical body to withstand two consecutive attacks.

After intercepting the phantom of the Divine Axe, Su Mu’s entire body’s Vital Blood Force trembled but quickly adjusted itself.

With a single thought, Spiritual Power gathered at his fingertips, and he exerted force with his palm.

Boom——

The sound of shattering resounded as the gigantic phantom of the divine demon holding the Divine Axe was instantly crushed into fine powder.

The immense backlash caused the black and white robed man to turn pale, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

However, he adjusted himself in just one breath.

He stood before the Black and White Divine Tree, gradually growing larger, eventually occupying the entire void.

The Black and White Divine Tree behind him transformed into a Divine Tree Meditation Mat, upon which he sat, emanating black and white Holy Light, dividing the void in two.

At this moment, the entire void quieted down.

Faintly, the sound of bell chimes could be heard, as if the Great Dao was striking the Celestial Chime, echoing from that distant antiquity, reverberating through this void.

In the next second, golden runes appeared in the void, each one illuminating, making the sound of the Celestial Chime clearer and clearer.

Under the Celestial Chime, Su Mu furrowed his brow, as he felt a tendency within him for his Spiritual Power to become vaguely solidified. As he ran his Cultivation Technique, there was a feeling of obstruction; it was not smooth.

Golden runes continuously emerged in the void, illuminating the formerly dim sky with golden light. The robed man bathed in the golden light appeared incomparably sacred.

Dong——

The sound of the Celestial Chime echoed, resonating through this void.

Su Mu’s pupils suddenly constricted, a sweetness in his throat, the taste of blood filling his nostrils. He swallowed the fresh blood, slowly raised his head, and looked at the robed man in the golden light.

In his calm pupils, a tint of excitement finally emerged.

It’s been a long time since he encountered such a strong adversary capable of igniting his fighting spirit.

....

Behind the robed man, a gigantic phantom of the Celestial Chime appeared.

In front of the Celestial Chime stood a small Daoist Child.

The small Daoist Child held wooden sticks in both hands, striking the Celestial Chime.

Dong——

The robed man suddenly opened his eyes, a Holy Light Dao rhythm in nirvana, in extinction within his pupils.

At this moment, the man seemed to have transformed into a different person; no trace of frivolity or worldliness remained on him—only piety, sanctity, supreme...

The man slowly raised his right hand, slowly swinging it downwards.

The golden symbols in the void then headed toward Su Mu to suppress him.

In response, Su Mu employed his Cultivation Technique, his aura bursting forth. Even before the golden symbols approached, they were crushed into fragments by the immense pressure.

With a thought, the robed man had hundreds of golden symbols form a picture, heavily suppressing it!

Su Mu’s pupils slightly contracted, as the overwhelming pressure shattered the picture formed by the golden symbols.

.....

The robed man continuously launched attacks on Su Mu, but they barely approached Su Mu’s body, which spoke volumes about Su Mu’s immense foundation.

Although his apparent cultivation was in the Slaying Dao Seventh Realm, his foundations were solidly built, every step taken to the extreme, and even surpassing the extreme. His strength could no longer be judged by mere Cultivation Realm.

Su Mu gazed at the robed man bathed in the golden light, a hint of Immortal Light flashing in his pupils.

Perhaps it was Su Mu’s illusion, but he couldn’t sense any trace of operating Cultivation Technique on this man, seeming like all attack Dharma Seals were within his grasp.

No Cultivation Technique was needed, he seemed to be the law itself, words accompanied by law, forming Dharma Seals with a wave of his hand, displaying countless Daoist symbols with mere gestures.

.......

In the next moment, all the golden symbols in the void floated above Su Mu.

Thousands of golden symbols transformed into a gigantic golden palm, descending from the sky, suppressing towards Su Mu.

Su Mu looked up at the descending large hand, the Vital Blood Force within him began to boil.

This strike, if resisted with the physical body alone, might cause injury.

Then, he slowly raised his right hand, like a small flickering candle flame.

The immense and the small, the sun and the candle flame, at this moment formed a stark contrast.

Dong——

As the palms collided, the candle flame instantly engulfed the sun!

The golden giant hand was directly shattered, transforming into bits of law particles, floating in the void...

The robed man sitting on the Divine Tree Platform spat out a mouthful of blood abruptly.

The crimson blood dyed the Divine Tree Platform red.

A faint scent of blood permeated through the entire void...

The robed man stopped his attack, looking down from above at Su Mu, his pupils no longer contained any disdain but more of a sense of relief and calmness.

He should have guessed this outcome, perhaps his faith, his innate pride, made him unwilling to admit, unwilling to acknowledge the might of this man...

At first, he thought this man’s strength was merely reliant on some Secret Technique, mobilizing the River of Time for battle, thus standing undefeated.

Now it seems he was wrong, terribly wrong.

Even apart from the River of Time, even in such unfavorable conditions, he remained invincible; he himself was still not a match for him.

Besides, his arrival here, was his own choice, no one forced him, hence he didn’t regret.

.......

"You are very strong."

"I admit, only now do I see the gap between us clearly."

The man sitting on the Divine Tree Platform slowly said, his tone no longer carried any provocation, but a sense of genuine admiration.

"However, I also want to try."

"Whether the small people on the ground can make you great figures lower your gaze even for a moment."

Having said that, the man slowly stood up, the Divine Tree under his feet began to transform, climbing along his legs, covering his entire body.

Soon, the Black and White Divine Tree merged with his physical body, causing the surrounding void to collapse into layers.

In the next second.

The Black and White Divine Tree transformed into a Black and White Bright Moon, pressing toward Su Mu.

At this sight, a Divine Fire flickered in Su Mu’s pupils, endless Holy Light danced...

With a wave of his hand, a pitch-black axe appeared within it.

Holding the axe in his right hand, aiming at the overwhelming Black and White Bright Moon.

One chop, down it came!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, as if the world also solidified.

Everything around slowed down, resembling a gently flowing river...

Dong——

A crisp sound, without knowing in what space-time it resounded, as if something broke completely at this moment.

.......