The tree trunk was translucent and glassy, with chaotic air currents flowing inside.

Each leaf is covered with intricate inscriptions of the Heavenly Dao.

But what terrified Anubis most was the fruit growing on that tree.

The branches of the Origin Tree are covered with a dense array of fruits, all crystal clear and radiating different colored halos of light.

Anubis's gaze pierced through the fruit's translucent shell, allowing him to see what was inside.

Within each fruit, there is a human-shaped shadow.

Those shadows huddled with their knees drawn up to their chests, eyes tightly shut, emanating a continuous stream of pure fundamental laws that flowed down the fruit's stem and into the branches, ultimately becoming part of Mr. Duan's power.

"You...you're a madman! You're a complete monster!"

Anubis retreated repeatedly.

He finally understood why Mr. Duan possessed an inexhaustible source of power, ignoring the conflict of laws.

Because he planted all the top powerhouses from every era in his heart.

Mr. Duan lowered his arms, and the light on his chest gradually diminished, but the oppressive feeling increased exponentially.

He stared coldly at Anubis.

“Anubis, I deliberately fell into this trap in order to find you. I cannot rest easy until you are dead.”

Anubis's expression changed drastically.

He knew in his heart that he had no chance of winning against a transcendent being who had fused the Origin Tree into his heart.

escape!

We must escape!

Anubis did not hesitate and turned to flee.

He suddenly crushed the scepter, and a dense aura of death from the Styx erupted.

The death energy corroded the spatial barrier, tearing a rift into the underworld dimension within the ruins.

Anubis's body instantly liquefied into a gray shadow, which then darted wildly toward the crack.

Once he crawls into the crevice and returns to the deepest part of the River Styx, Mr. Duan will never be able to catch him again.

"Trying to leave?"

Mr. Duan stood still, without moving an inch.

He looked at the gray shadow about to enter the spatial rift and gently shook his head.

"it's useless."

"From the moment you appeared, there was no chance of escape."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Duan slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and made a grasping motion towards the void.

An irresistible high-dimensional law descended instantly.

The spatial rift that had been torn open healed perfectly in the blink of an eye.

Anubis, who had already half-entered the crack, was forcibly squeezed out by this force.

"No--!!!"

Anubis let out a scream, desperately urging the Styx source within his body to try and tear space apart again.

But in the face of higher-dimensional laws, his underworld laws instantly crumbled.

Mr. Duan suddenly clenched his fist in mid-air.

Anubis, hundreds of meters away, felt the surrounding space freeze instantly.

The gray shadow was forcibly compressed and reformed into his withered body.

The next second, a tremendous suction force came.

Anubis flew backward uncontrollably, heading straight towards Mr. Duan.

"Let me go! Duan! Let me go!"

Anubis struggled frantically in mid-air, as streaks of eerie green cursed light relentlessly hurled at Mr. Duan.

But those halos vanished in mid-air without even touching the hem of Mr. Duan's clothes.

Mr. Duan grabbed Anubis by the neck.

Anubis had no chance to resist. His legs kicked helplessly in mid-air, his hands clung tightly to Mr. Duan's arm, his nails scratching against the white gloves with a harsh screech.

"Please...please..."

Anubis struggled to open his mouth, abandoning all dignity, and tried to beg for mercy.

But Mr. Duan did not give him a chance.

The light shone on Mr. Duan's chest once again.

The phantom of the Tree of Origin emerged from his body, and a translucent, glass-like branch extended from the trunk, instantly wrapping around Anubis's body.

"Aaaaaahh...

Anubis let out a wail.

He felt the fundamental laws, life force, and even his soul being frantically drained from his body by that branch. His body began to become transparent, and his flesh and bones gradually transformed into pure energy, flowing along the branch towards the Origin Tree.

Anubis struggled desperately.

But there was nothing he could do.

He could only watch helplessly as he was absorbed and turned into one of the fruits on the sacred tree.

The great battle has finally come to an end.

The surroundings were deathly silent, the aftershocks of energy gradually dissipated, and fragments of laws still drifted in the void.

Mr. Duan stood there, his tattered black suit rustling in the wind.

He lowered his head slightly, looking down at the lifeless, slowly crumbling body at his feet.

That's Mingze.

The one who once possessed the foresight to control the laws of time is now heading towards annihilation.

Looking at Mingze's face crumbling inch by inch, Mr. Duan's lips curled into a smile as he sighed, "Mingze, you've seen countless futures, but did you ever imagine that the final outcome would be like this?"

There was no response from the air; Mingze's physical body was rapidly disintegrating.

Mr. Duan shook his head, his eyes cold: "But this is far from over. Although you don't have much time power left, it's barely enough."

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

"Buzz—"

Obscure ripples spread from Mr. Duan's body.

From Mingze's crumbling corpse, streaks of silver light were forcibly extracted and poured into Mr. Duan's body.

After absorbing the remaining essence of time, Mr. Duan opened his eyes and slowly turned his right hand.

Centered on his right hand, space within a radius of 100 meters was distorted.

The river of time, which was originally flowing smoothly, began to roar and started to flow backward.

The scattered particles of flesh and fragments of soul reassemble under the pull of the power of time.

Skeletal remodeling, flesh and blood regeneration, and meridian expansion.

Within two or three breaths, Mingze, who had completely vanished, regained his physical body, his chest heaving, and his heartbeat resumed.

"Whoosh—ha!"

Mingze suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

His eyes were filled with surprise and confusion. He looked at his hands and touched his intact chest, his mind blank.

"I...I'm already dead, aren't I?"

Mingze's voice was hoarse.

He remembered that in order to buy Anubis a chance, he burned his very essence, and his soul was completely annihilated.

But now, I've actually come back to life.

Mingze sat up, and when he looked up and saw Mr. Duan in front of him with a half-smile, he froze.

His mouth gaped open, his pupils contracted, and he was too shocked to speak.

A few seconds later, Mingze's expression turned somber.

He gave a bitter laugh and whispered, "It seems... Anubis has failed in the end."

If even the dead can be resurrected, just how powerful is Mr. Duan?

Mr. Duan looked down at him and chuckled, "Surprised? Don't worry, there's more to come."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Duan rotated his wrist again.

"boom!"

A time vortex raged through space.

Six beams of light appeared in the void.

The six people—Bo Ning, Hong Lian, Lei Ze, Fen Tian, Yan Sui, and Qi Xing—who had completely self-destructed, were forcibly pulled back from the void by the power of time.

The light faded, and the six bodies reformed.