The battle between the Lord of Asuras and Mu Changqing continued for an unknown duration, with the chaotic space shattering and then restoring itself.
"Exhilarating! Burial Emperor, you are strong enough. To achieve this level with a born spiritual being's identity, throughout ancient, present, and future, you are unique, and no other terrifying existence like you will ever appear."
The Lord of Asuras praised, then shifted his tone.
"How laughable that these born spiritual beings consider the Primordial Era a forbidden epoch. They do not realize that you are the most terrifying taboo, the variable of all ages. If you do not perish, the future will never be certain."
With a cold snort, the Lord of Asuras held his crimson long saber, his aura spreading like a blood-colored halo, exuding the most primal blood fiend energy that continuously surged, scouring the chaotic void.
He let out a roar towards the heavens, a terrifying sound like the cry of a primordial demon god, shaking the river of time.
One star domain after another instantly exploded. With a single thought, the Lord of Asuras created countless Asura races.
Then, with another thought, he transformed them into blood fiend essence, crimson with flashes of purple-gold.
The saber's light resonated, spreading outwards from his body into the chaos.
The Primordial Era was affected, its black tentacles directly severed and falling into the chaotic darkness.
An unparalleled saber radiance descended, the light as if splitting the entire chaos, utterly terrifying.
Mu Changqing's expression was indifferent. He brandished the Sword of Order, and behind him, the phantom of the Burial Heaven Pearl manifested.
In an instant, all things, all that could be known, shivered.
An ominous, bizarre, and forbidden aura, more mysterious and strange than that of the Primordial Era, emanated from Mu Changqing's body.
At this very moment, Yin Yin sensed it, her body stiffening, frozen like a porcelain doll.
From her body, purple ripples surged outwards, her eyes turning into the purest, deepest violet.
An aura of absolute truth and purity of the Dao of Burial flowed around her, merging into Mu Changqing's body.
Terrifying purple light pierced the chaos, endless purple ripples sweeping everything, causing the chaos to tremble with destructive force. The Primordial Era feared, the born spiritual beings were terrified.
"Lord of Asuras, today, I will show you what it means to be invincible."
Mu Changqing's Sword of Order was entwined with strands of purple mist from Yin Yin's body, merging into the sword.
Then, Mu Changqing crossed his sword horizontally.
In that instant, everyone's hearts trembled. The aura of the Heavenly Dao was reviving, and the Primordial Era seemed to have a life of its own, retreating in apprehension.
Threads of karmic red lines snaked out from an unknown place, only to be instantly severed. The power of destiny attempted to influence Mu Changqing's fate, but was instantly annihilated.
The primordial chaos shook and trembled as if unable to withstand Mu Changqing's strike.
That sword annihilated all that could be known.
The Lord of Asuras, in panic, met the attack. Even though he was only a step away from completely transcending the realm of ancient origin creation, he now felt a death and despair he had never experienced in countless ages.
In the eyes of the many spectators, the saber light, which surpassed the level of ancient origin creation, was extinguished. The Lord of Asuras's massive body dispersed like scattered starlight.
Endless sword energy of the Dao of Burial relentlessly erased any chance of his revival.
At this moment, no matter how he resisted, how he returned from the river of time, he was buried by the sword energy of the Dao of Burial in the river of time.
Mu Changqing stood in the chaotic void, holding the Sword of Order, which continuously emanated divine light and was shrouded in the mist of the Dao of Burial. He stood on the river of time, surrounded by surging cosmic rivers, with countless galaxies appearing and disappearing.
Unmatched, supreme throughout history, his might suppressed countless ages, overpowering the Lord of Asuras, who had taken half a step beyond ancient origin creation.
At this moment, Mu Changqing truly displayed his invincible demeanor. Where his gaze fell, none dared to meet it.
"Invincible."
"With such an invincible presence, who can be an opponent?"
"He seems to have grown stronger again, transformed once more, why..."
The born spiritual beings watched Mu Changqing, who exuded purple light, radiating supreme glory and unchallengeability, with terror.
They doubted the use of the so-called ultimate chess match.
What was the point of their schemes succeeding? Facing such a despair-inducing presence as Mu Changqing, who could be an opponent?
At this moment, the Lord of Asuras was still struggling on his deathbed, his body covered in infinite supreme power that transformed into dazzling, chilling Asura runes, constantly resisting the forbidden power of the Dao of Burial.
"No! I am the strongest in all ages, how can I be defeated by you? I am unwilling! I am the Lord of the Born Asuras! Time cannot bury me, even the Heavenly Dao cannot easily obliterate me!"
Mu Changqing turned, within his violet eyes, the pearl phantom danced, strange runes flowed, and in his hair, violet hues curved, exquisitely demonic.
He was like a sovereign descending upon the world, his gaze condescendingly looking at the Lord of Asuras struggling on his deathbed in the river of time, speaking with dominance.
"Lord of Asuras, do you know why you were defeated?"
"Because you lacked the strength to match your confidence. You considered yourself invincible, looked down on all beings. Facing me, you could only fail."
"But I am different. I not only possess invincible confidence, but even I do not know how strong I am now. To fight me is to seek your own destruction."
As these domineering words fell, Mu Changqing struck another sword.
The divine light of order, laden with the forbidden power of the Dao of Burial, completely suppressed him beneath the river of time.
Mu Changqing let out a cold roar, the supreme power around him rippling outwards, affecting the flow of time and space.
In an instant, the Lord of Asuras was suppressed beneath the river of time for billions of years, experiencing countless epochs and deaths.
Expending all his Asura essence, he perished completely amidst endless unwillingness.
Upon his demise, two wisps of primordial purple energy flowed out, circling and falling into Mu Changqing's hands.
Many born spiritual beings coveted these items but none dared to make a move.
Facing Mu Changqing, they even dared not appear individually, hiding in dark corners like refuse in the darkness.
Their schemes were as childish as child's play in Mu Changqing's eyes.
If Mu Changqing was in a good mood, he might play with them.
Afterwards, Mu Changqing turned and looked towards the Primordial Era, which had shattered the chaotic space and invaded this era by nearly one-third.
He lightly flicked his sleeve, retracted his violet sword, and stood with hands behind his back, his gaze sharp.
He stood in the high void of chaos, alone facing the colossal entity that was the Primordial Era.
A gentle breeze seemed to blow from somewhere, stirring Mu Changqing's slightly purple-glowing hair.
With a battle record that made the Demon Ancestor and Human Ancestor tremble with fear, Mu Changqing was now the center of everyone's attention.
His brilliance surpassed all ages, unmatched throughout history.
"Primordial Era, are you prepared to descend into this era and face me? If so, descend with confidence. Today, no one will be able to stop you. I said so."
Mu Changqing spoke with dominance, his words calm, yet conveying the supreme majesty of the taboo of the Emperor's Fall.
His divine power suppressed time, leaving no one able to match him.
Upon these words, the chaos fell silent, and time ceased its flow.
Within the Primordial Era, many terrifying figures, akin to gods and demons, froze.
For a moment, no one dared to retort.
That majestic figure was like a sovereign suppressing all that could be known, terrifying and chilling.
As his violet eyes swept across them, the beings of the Primordial Era felt a chill run down their spines, a sense of dread.