Just as Lu Jun thought the situation was settled, the silver glow of his Chronos magic suddenly flared.
Unexpectedly, Cold Prince, frozen in the third second of stasis, showed obvious changes in expression. Extre anger radiated from him, his body glowing red, muscles swelling. Countless ghostly faces surfaced, each with different expressions—despair, fear, pain.
At first, Cold Prince’s transformation was slow, then increasingly rapid, as if breaking the temporal constraints, surpassing the passage of ti. In the blink of an eye, a god of evil, tens of ters tall, appeared, its fierce aura perating heaven and earth.
Black-and-red flesh, skin not like that of a human, erged.
Cold Prince’s once-handso appearance was completely shattered. Inside, a monster lurked. On the evil god’s head sprouted two sharp horns, between which a lantern-like eye hung, radiating a ferocity entirely different from the other two eyes.
Roar!
By the fourth second, Cold Prince had fully transford, stepping forward like an embodint of all evil in the mortal world. He let out a primal cry imdiately upon birth.
In an instant, the sound pierced through the dim Ti Field, carrying terrifying force.
Boom!
Lu Jun grunted, the silver radiance enveloping him extinguished. His jade-like body sprouted fine cracks, a trickle of blood seeping out, interrupting his teleportation process.
At this mont, his expression was shocked. He hadn’t expected the monster inside Cold Prince to be so powerful—clearly at Monarch level. Otherwise, it would not be so easy for it to function despite the constraints of frozen spaceti.
Thud!
By the fifth second, the evil god beneath Cold Prince’s feet exploded the ground, boulders flying. The being charged forward with a low roar: "Dare take what is mine? Die!"
At first, Lu Jun could see the trajectory clearly. But as the Monarch-level evil god accelerated, afterimages were pulled along.
Fortunately, the Ti Field severely restricted him, keeping the Monarch-level speed roughly at the peak of a Commander-level being.
Don’t underestimate this. Cold Prince’s evil god is incredibly close to being a mid-level monarch, rivaling a super-level, four-elent, fully-cultivated cultivator with transcendental power.
Lu Jun’s cultivation hadn’t reached full High-Tier mastery yet, but he was already performing remarkably.
Buzz buzz buzz! Knowing he was outmatched, Lu Jun avoided a direct clash with the Monarch’s punch. Quickly, he traced a spatial constellation, his figure flickering, reappearing hundreds of ters away.
Rumble!
By the sixth second, Death God Cold Prince’s fist struck the airport floor. Terrifying energy surged, storm waves rolling outward. Walls made of special materials crumbled inch by inch. The roar echoed over New York.
From outside, Lu Jun watched as the airport roof shot upward. Buildings collapsed, dozens of airplanes were crushed, smoke billowing tens of ters high, darkening the sky.
Fortunately, he had anticipated the magnitude of the chaos and evacuated nearby civilians in advance.
Those still nearby scread, hastily driving away, unwilling to remain.
When the storm settled, at the center stood a red-glowing, apocalyptic god of evil, shrouding the sky.
Cold Prince coldly laughed at Lu Jun, bloodthirsty: "Whoever you are, hand over the Triangular Dinsional Prism, and I’ll give you an easy death."
Boom! Before he finished, his figure blurred and vanished among the airport ruins.
Lu Jun’s expression changed drastically; he couldn’t detect the evil god’s location at all.
Feeling extre danger, before the Ti and Space magic could fully seal him, Lu Jun followed his intuition and silently chanted "Retrace!"
Clatter!
At that mont, Lu Jun’s body blurred like a mosaic, transforming into a streak of light, instantly returning to the position before his Teleportation. The spatial anchor in the void flickered with an Ouroboros insignia.
His figure appeared above the halo, the streak of light just brushing past the evil god.
Boom!
Cold Prince’s fist struck empty space. The imnse force shattered the surrounding area, dense black cracks spreading over a kiloter. From above, the airport was unrecognizable under the void storm.
Seeing this, Lu Jun, lucky to have survived, drew in a cold breath. Breaking space—this was a mark of Monarch-level power.
Only by facing them firsthand could one understand the terror of Monarch beings at the top of the food chain.
"You may escape the monk, but not the temple!"
Seeing his attacks repeatedly miss, Evil God Cold Prince grew furious and charged again.
"Phase!"
Lu Jun didn’t hesitate. In the last second before Ti and Space completely dried up, he activated fifth-level elentary Telekinetic. Under the Ti Field, his original phasing changed drastically, just like Teleportation.
Originally, phasing only allowed him to slip into his personal space, sothing easily bypassed by spatial mages or Monarch-level beings.
But now, Lu Jun’s senses were unusual, as if he had entered an independent temporal axis, avoiding all harm and achieving an effect similar to future Mo Fan’s Shadow system phasing.
This kind of skill is an unbreakable escape technique in combat.
Thud!
At that mont, as Lu Jun’s figure faded, the rampaging evil god’s punch missed again. Even if it shattered the void for a kiloter around, it still couldn’t reach him.
"Damn it, you blasted worm!"
Cold Prince roared, his figure twisting wildly. Frustrated, he smashed the airport ruins around him. After using dark arts, his emotions fluctuated violently, uncontrollable.
Buzz buzz buzz!
One breath later, Lu Jun exited his detached state and reappeared in place. Within his spiritual world, one of the six great Galaxies, the dark silver Ti and Space system galaxy, had completely solidified into gray-white.
With the Ti Field effect activated, Ti and Space magic couldn’t be used for the day.
"Haha, worm, you finally showed up."
Cold Prince sharply sensed Lu Jun’s aura, laughing wildly. This ti, he cautiously probed with dark arts, his body covered in countless ghostly faces, the overwhelming spectral army like a black cloud blotting out the sky.
Ascension!
Lu Jun faced the crisis without fear. A trendous power erupted within him; space shattered in all directions. His form transford drastically, with sword wings, dark crown, heterochromatic eyes appearing in succession. Behind his head hovered a swirling black sun-like vortex.
His blood and aura reflected the horizon like a crimson cloud, clashing with the dark malevolence on the other side in a half-and-half battlefield.
"Delusion, dissolve!"
As Lu Jun entered Ascension, he invoked the Heavenly Law and activated the Fantasy Realm, releasing unprecedented power.
The ghostly faces ford from evil faith entering the sacred, serene blue-white light sea instantly sizzled and were completely neutralized.
Evil God Cold Prince was shocked, but it felt no fear. It relentlessly pursued the culprit who had stolen the Triangular Dinsional Prism.
But Lu Jun no longer wanted to continue fighting. With the Extradition Chief Red Ghost nearby, they weren’t a match. Full retreat was the only option.
"Hey, little dog, keep it up!"
Suddenly, Cold Prince saw a mysterious presence in the distance casually toss sothing. A sphere of silver light, containing the Dinsional Prism, shot out and vanished in an instant, hurled thousands of miles away.
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