Chapter 213: Fleeting Sparks of the Cosmos

In the vast cosmos, the rise and fall of a galaxy is nothing more than a fleeting burst of mottled light. Gazing at the starry expanse fills one with a bittersweet premonition of destiny. Where will we be in centuries to come? Nations, the bright sparks of civilization, even Earth are merely specks of dust in the infinite void. In one blink the stars vanish, while human lifetimes stretch for millennia. Insects chirp like the whisper of autumn, and we all struggle onward. What truly lies at the end of deep space? In Li Hao’s eyes, in battles over Dao, life or death is natural—only the strength of one’s fist matters.

He turned his head to look at Chaos.

At that moment, Chaos had slain several Ninth-Rank clones and dispatched a number of Eighth-Rank powerhouses. Growing ever fiercer in battle, he now seemed to hold the advantage—a testament to the formidable power of the Ninth-Rank original bolstered by the force of Time.

Yet Li Hao could only sigh inwardly.

Time, oh Time!

Time, oh Time!

Sometimes, it’s just so damn harmful.

Just like when he first encountered Time—its allure was intoxicating, impossible to escape. By harnessing it, he defeated countless foes, but at the cost of enduring four cycles of life and death.

Without these cycles, Li Hao would have perished long ago, lost within Time itself.

Chaos, you’re not young anymore!

Millions of years ago, these beings were already Ninth-Rank.

How could they still be considered youthful!

Time relentlessly marches on like an unstoppable force, decimating Ninth-Rank clones one after another. But do you truly believe your lifespan is infinite?

He had driven Time’s power to nearly an Eighth-Rank level.

Each activation drained an enormous amount of his lifespan.

In truth, Chaos barely felt the strain. Only those who have wielded Time understand that drifting along its endless river makes one feel almost immortal.

In his early days, Li Hao’s few uses of Time had cost him an entire lifespan each time.

Until he finally reached the end of his life.

Chaos, can you reverse the cycle of life and death?

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If you can’t keep up with such relentless combat, how much longer can you sustain this struggle?

How long can your Ninth-Rank power sustain you?

Two million years?

Three million years?

Or perhaps even longer?

Time seals the heavens and the earth, breaking down those Ninth-Rank clones one by one. As fierce as they appear, haven’t you noticed your hair has turned gray?

How many can truly resist the lure of Time?

Even Li Hao couldn’t hold out.

In his early days, he repeatedly employed Time—borrowing strength from the future and delving into the past.

When did he finally realize the truth?

After dying several times in succession!

When his lifespan was slashed, his memories erased, his emotions numbed—only when he was almost devoid of desire did he grasp that Time had lured him into an abyss.

Even a mighty sovereign dares not embrace Time, for he knows he likely cannot endure its seduction.

He was strong in one respect, so he simply refused.

I know I can’t resist, so I choose not to.

At first, Li Hao had no such luxury; later, clarity struck him, and he chose against it. Thus came the era where Chaos took command of Time. Perhaps this is his most brilliant moment yet!

Over twenty Ninth-Rank clones and dozens of Eighth-Rank emperors—at this moment, aside from Dragon War slaying a few, Chaos had already eliminated seven or eight on his own!

This pinnacle even surpassed the moment he ascended to Ninth Rank.

“Ha ha ha!”

A thunderous laugh and booming sound marked the moment as Emperor Chaos smashed yet another Ninth-Rank Emperor clone. Gasping and laughing, he had undoubtedly reached a new zenith.

Invincible!

So many powerful foes pressed in—once, the overbearing warriors, even if merely clones, embodied their full might.

But now, Chaos had decimated them one by one!

When so many attacked—even managing to slay a true Ninth-Rank—the numbers dwindled until nearly none remained.

Time, you are too formidable!

He employed only two techniques—no more were needed.

First: Freeze Time and Space.

Second: Traverse the Long River.

The former immobilizes his foes; the latter propels his speed to its extreme, making the act of killing and overpowering seem all too simple.

At that moment, Chaos finally understood why Li Hao had never been defeated!

With such power, who could dare stand against him?

Those of equal rank were practically being annihilated in an instant!

Phew!

The sound of his heavy breaths echoed all around.

Every warrior, bloodied from battle, wore a grim expression.

Even the Tianfang Lord was breathing heavily.

Although merely clones, they still possessed flesh and blood.

Chaos, harnessing the power of Time, continued his relentless slaying—when he descended, over twenty Ninth-Rank clones fell, leaving only half behind.

The arriving Eighth-Rank warriors were also decimated by Chaos.

At this very moment, had it not been for Hun Tian leading the Ninefold Guard in a coordinated assault, Chaos might have broken through by now!

However…

One by one, the Ninth-Rank powerhouses seemed to glimpse something as their expressions shifted.

Chaos’s once-black hair was nearly turned white by now!

A faint stench of decay began to emanate from him.

Faces around him tensed—someone glanced back at Li Hao, as unexpected thoughts surged within their minds.

This…

Chaos’s mastery over Time was undeniably formidable, but why did it seem as if he were decaying?

Someone looked toward the Tianfang Lord.

In that moment, the Tianfang Lord appeared to have foreseen it all; he only cast a brief glance at Li Hao before remaining silent.

Time can kill.

Time cultivators, traversing both past and future, freezing time and space—the use of another’s time invariably brings trouble and saps vast lifespans. In later days, Li Hao seldom used Time in battle.

Mostly, it served only as an auxiliary aid.

In his early days… Li Hao underwent multiple cycles of life and death.

But Chaos does not tread the path of life and death cycles.

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Even if he could reverse fate, he lacked the will to do so. Whether Chaos can reverse life and death is beside the point—if he could, does he have the energy for another cycle?

After all, he is a Ninth-Rank Emperor!

The Tianfang Lord cast a shifting glance toward Li Hao. This fellow must know the pitfalls of Time, yet Li Hao never mentioned them. Meanwhile, Chaos, surrounded and breaking through, pressed on relentlessly.

In the vast cosmos, the rise and fall of a galaxy is but a fleeting burst of mottled light. Gazing at the starry sky fills one with a melancholy sense of destiny—where will we be in centuries to come? Nations, the sparks of civilization, even Earth are merely dust in the endless void. In a moment the stars vanish while human lifetimes span millennia. Insects chirp like autumn whispers, and we all struggle on. What truly awaits at the end of deep space? Download the app to read the latest chapters for free. In the vast cosmos, the rise and fall of a galaxy is but a fleeting burst of mottled light. Gazing at the starry sky fills one with a melancholy sense of destiny—where will we be in centuries to come? Nations, the sparks of civilization, even Earth are merely dust in the endless void. In a moment the stars vanish while human lifetimes span millennia. Insects chirp like autumn whispers, and we all struggle on. What truly awaits at the end of deep space?