I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 1036 - 330 No Regrets

Chapter 1036: Chapter 330: No Regrets

Chapter 1036 -330: No Regrets

Tang Luo naturally could have generously faced death, for his feat of defeating the Saint Child of the Wang Clan in the south and then slaying him in the hands of Wang Invincible was indeed unparalleled through the ages. Regardless of whether he lived or died in this battle, the name of Devil Lord Gou Chen would be written in the annals of martial history with indelible ink as a tribute to the greatest assassin-schemer of all ages.

As for the hitherto undefeated Wang Invincible, he was to become the most prominent backdrop in this chapter of history, an outcome the lifelong victor could never accept.

Therefore, he spared no effort in invoking the power of his destiny star to reverse this Qian Kun, Gou Chen could die, but Wang Chan must remain unscathed. Otherwise, the world would never forget that the first Saint Child to die belonged to their Wang Clan of the southern skies.

As the protector of the Wang Clan, he would never allow this to happen. Wang Fuling, having breached into the realm of Returning Ruins, activated the radiant Four Spirits Divine Symbol in his hand and pressed it down on the unsuspecting Gou Chen, right at the location of his dantian.

Ziwei Emperor Star, Four Imperial Sealing Spirits, masterful control, Qian Kun Shift!

This Divine Symbol contained the brilliance of the emperor star, the force of the Four Imperial powers, the Yin-Yang Divine Art, and the Transfer Array formation—four of the most advanced powers of the era, all for the purpose of countering the Power of Returning Ruins before them.

Sometimes, solving a problem is about dealing with a person. No matter how inscrutable the Power of Returning Ruins was, its source lay with Gou Chen. In other words, while blocking the Returning Ruins was exceedingly difficult, by making the Ruins shift location, wouldn’t that prevent harm to Wang Chan?

In the eyes of Wang Fuling, Gou Chen, who employed the Blood River Divine Sword and the Power of Returning Ruins, was already as good as dead. However, it was utterly impossible for him to allow a dying man to drag his own Yun Sun down with him.

The brilliance of the emperor star exploded from the Divine Symbol, transforming into a purple garment that enveloped Devil Lord Gou Chen’s entire body. The escping Power of Returning Ruins, previously surging out, was locked within Gou Chen’s body. Yet, how could the Power of Returning Ruins be subdued by external forces? The more you suppressed it, the more violently it would erupt. The purple garment, a product of the emperor star’s brilliance, contracted and expanded three hundred times in the blink of an eye—a tug-of-war between the emperor star and the Returning Ruins, with Gou Chen’s body as the battlefield.

At this moment, Gou Chen had become a ticking Returning Ruins bomb. After six hundred more expansions and contractions, the power of the emperor star’s brilliance would be depleted, and the Power of Returning Ruins would burst forth in one fell swoop, shattering the space, affecting an even broader area than before. Wang Chan, within the Star God Pillar, would have absolutely no chance of survival.

Could it be that Wang Fuling wished for Wang Chan to die even quicker? Of course not.

The purpose of creating a garment out of starlight was simply to buy time, to activate other measures.

Wang Invincible was so called not because he always defeated his opponents cleanly and efficiently, but because he could always find the most optimal solution and response in the shortest time, even when facing opponents of higher cultivation realms, which allowed him to remain utterly composed.

The Star Extinguishing Power of Returning Ruins that Gou Chen used did catch Wang Fuling off guard, but in the shortest time, he came up with a solution. This Four Spirits Divine Symbol was designed specifically for Gou Chen.

The Four Imperial Divine Powers managed to create a new space within the Returning Ruins, connected to the outside world. With the Yin-Yang Divine Art channeling the power of the surrounding stars, and leveraging the strange phenomena of the greedy twin stars, Wang Fuling formed a reverse Transfer Array, aiming to send Gou Chen away.

As long as Gou Chen left this place, even if the Power of Returning Ruins erupted, Wang Chan would not be harmed!

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Tang Luo had never expected that such a freak occurrence would happen even after he had decided to perish together with his enemy. His eyes were filled with disbelief, and even as he tried to free himself from the Transfer Array, he was completely immobilized by the force of the Four Imperial Divine Powers. He could only watch helplessly as the starry array transported him away.

Within the starlight passage, the luminance of the Ziwei Emperor Star ultimately was unable to confine the Power of Returning Ruins. Tang Luo felt his physical body completely disintegrate, cracking inch by inch like a dry sculpture. His once indestructible soul sphere was also full of cracks, deathly silent with no hint of divinity.

“So this is what death tastes like?”

Despite his physical body shattering and his soul sphere becoming extinct, Tang Luo still retained his clear consciousness, which he found somewhat strange. Looking down, he realized that his crumbling, shattered body had not yet died because as the Spiritual Power drifted out from the cracks in his soul sphere, it was being gathered back together by the Star Core within his dantian.

This Spiritual Power, twisted by the Star Core into countless threads, shot out from his dantian, and like tendrils, it grabbed each piece of disintegrating flesh and pulled them back into place.

As his body broke down and his meridians severed, with even the great dragon within his spine reduced to powder, Tang Luo had lost all control over his body. Yet his consciousness remained exceptionally clear, calmly observing everything happening within. He watched as the Star Core used threads of Spiritual Power to stitch together the disjointed pieces of flesh and bone, placing them back where they belonged. But once shattered, it was indeed shattered; Tang Luo’s body was full of cracks, and his blood had long since dried up, speeding through the starlight passage. Had it been any other warrior, they would have been dead by now. However, Tang Luo not only survived, but his heart, wrapped in threads of Spiritual Power, continued to thump vigorously, constantly producing blood.

Yet his body was now like a sieve. No matter how fast his heart produced blood, in the rushing starlight passage, it all leaked away, utterly silly.

Completely forgetting that this was his own body, Tang Luo observed it like a genuine bystander, making comments on this stubborn will to live.

“If only I hadn’t expelled all of the Innate Qi, repairing these wounds might not have been so troublesome.”

“No, that’s not right; even if I hadn’t expelled it, it would have been assimilated by the Power of Returning Ruins later on. That way, my martial physique would have shattered even more severely. This is actually the best scenario!”

“For someone who prides themselves on controlling Spiritual Power so well, I never imagined it could be used this way. It truly is an eye-opener. If there were enough Innate Qi, even if the physical body were shattered, it could be restored using this method. Wouldn’t that be like having an immortal body? Must remember this, it might come in handy later.”

“But considering the fineness of these spirit threads, how can I control them precisely? Now, that’s a difficult problem. I’ll have to think about it!”

They say that great terror lies between life and death. Someone who has died once will face death again with more calmness and composure. Truthfully, he had died the moment the meteor blasted through his chest. These twenty years of life had been like a gift. If it all ended here, he would be able to accept it.

After all, he had witnessed so much splendor and met so many people. Although there were many things he still wanted to do, he didn’t feel any regrets.

Because in this life, he had exerted himself to the fullest. Since he began to learn to talk, he had made tremendous efforts, packing every day with tasks, devoting all of the past twenty years to improving his cultivation.

Having no regrets meant that even if he were to live again, it would be difficult to do any better. A life of such earnest struggle was, in fact, without regret no matter when it ended. Of course, for someone who worked so hard, any time of death would be a pity.