Master of the Demon Emperor

Su Yie advanced at full speed and soon saw the figure of Su Lingding.

She struggled fiercely, but she couldn't break free from the entanglement of the space-time thunder and lightning.

Upon seeing Su Yie, she exclaimed with surprise, "Father! Save me quickly!"

Su Yie didn't respond, but he activated his Arcane Battle Techniques and Battle Will, and quickly moved in front of Su Lingding.

He reached out to grab Su Lingding's wrist, and with a burst of Sword Qi from the Hongmeng Godslayer, he severed the space-time thunder and lightning. At the same time, he pulled with his right hand, bringing Su Lingding into his embrace.

At that moment, all the surrounding space-time thunder and lightning came attacking towards him.

Su Yie immediately took out the Small World of the Southern Heavens, prepared to take Su Lingding inside.

He was shocked to discover that he couldn't open the Small World of the Southern Heavens, and he couldn't even spread out his Divine Sense.

Before he could continue to act, the Su Lingding in his arms suddenly turned into nothingness, like dust and smoke.

"Father..."

Su Lingding looked up at him with terror in her eyes, and before she could finish speaking, she vanished.

Su Yie was startled and hurriedly shouted, "Ling Ding!"

Unable to use his Divine Sense, he could only shout out loud.

However, he received no answer from Su Lingding.

The space-time thunder and lightning began to ravage his physical body, forcing him to deploy Emperor Su's Divine Outfit.

He wondered in amazement; the space-time thunder and lightning shouldn't be able to harm him, so why were these so domineering?

Boom—

Suddenly, an intense suction force came from behind, sucking Su Yie in. In an instant, everything around him appeared to twist wildly, like a vortex of thunder and lightning, dazzling to the eyes.

Protected by the Emperor Su's Divine Outfit, he wasn't afraid of any mishap.

Having failed to rescue Su Lingding, he obviously couldn't leave now.

Even with the Emperor Su's Divine Outfit, his figure was uncontrollable, spinning with the chaotic space-time currents.

It was fine at first.

But after a while, Su Yie couldn't stand it anymore; it was too dizzying.

With his Divine Sense blocked, he couldn't discern any direction.

"What are you doing now?"

The voice of Feng Long suddenly resounded in Su Yie's mind, filled with extreme terror.

Why did this guy always encounter such situations?

Su Yie's consciousness was spinning, and he didn't respond to it.

Who knows how much time passed.

Su Yie stopped spinning, and his consciousness gradually recovered.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself floating in a void space, with space-time thunder and lightning flashing all around.

There were many corpses around, of all different races, all charred black.

Looking around, it was impossible to count just how many corpses there were.

Su Yie's mind was shaken; could all these be creatures from the Endless Time-Space?

Besides those breaching the realms, there were also many native creatures in the Endless Time-Space. Tracing back to their ancestors, naturally, they were also realm-breachers unable to leave, able only to survive within the Endless Time-Space.

Su Yie tried to move, only to find his body as if it did not belong to him, unable to move, his Divine Sense still unable to spread out.

He frowned tightly and chose to teleport out.

However, the Great Dao Communication Device did not respond.

"What's going on?"

Su Yie asked confusedly, and soon the Great Dao Communication Device informed him of the reason.

The Great Dao Communication Device could no longer sense the existence of Emperor Su's Sect.

Su Yie was immediately horrified.

Could he have already drifted far from Hongmeng, from the Origin Plane?

But that didn't seem right either.

In the past, no matter where he went, he could always maintain contact with Emperor Su's Sect.

He continued to query the Great Dao Communication Device, wanting to understand where he was, but the Great Dao Communication Device was also unable to answer.

Su Yie's heart sank to the bottom.

If this continued, once the state of Emperor Su's Divine Outfit ended, would he be like the pitiful creatures around him?

He struggled for a while.

Finally, he was able to move.

He couldn't help but be overjoyed, and with his Mana invoked, he flew towards the front.

This expanse of void was filled with nothing but corpses and space-time thunder and lightning.

Even direction itself was absent, and no matter which way he flew, the scenery along the way remained the same.

His gaze became sharp, as he exhibited the Celestial Pivot of Myriad Images. A thousand World-Ending Emperor Stars condensed and appeared around him, rapidly expanding until they reached a diameter of tens of thousands of zhang, resembling a thousand enormous suns, scurrying off in different directions.

There was no sound.

Because this void was devoid of any Spiritual Energy.

Watching the Celestial Pivot of Myriad Images disappear into the depths of the void, his brows furrowed even tighter.

Not even a spatial crack had been torn apart.

Wait!

His complexion dramatically changed as he was astounded to discover that there was no space around him.

Though space is intangible, it does exist, and Su Yie, endowed with the Space Rule, could clearly discern the strength of a space.

However, this void was without space.

This anomaly was exceedingly strange, confounding him.

It was his first encounter with a place devoid of space.

It seemed indistinguishable from other universe planes, but if the Space Rule was absent, one could not possibly notice this.

He flew towards the front with all his might, increasing his speed to its limits.

No matter how far he flew, he saw no end.

"Damn it..."

Su Yie gritted his teeth, his expression growing somewhat ferocious.

The uncertainty of Su Lingding's life and death, coupled with this predicament, put him in a very foul mood.

Even after the state of Emperor Su's Divine Outfit was lifted, he had not left this void.

Fortunately, the Space-Time Thunder around him was much less than before, allowing him to evade with ease.

"Since there is no space, why not create space yourself, how about that?"

Feng Long's voice suddenly echoed in Su Yie's mind, making him stop.

"That's right, this place should be another unformed time-space. If you were to merge the Time Rule and then traverse back to the point in time when Su Lingding disappeared, couldn't you save her?"

Defeat Resentment followed, saying that those involved are too close to see clearly, while bystanders see the truth. The two Sword Souls were indifferent towards Su Lingding, so they were able to analyze the situation objectively.

Su Yie took a deep breath and immediately sat down cross-legged in the distance.

He first merged the Time Rule within his body.

He had been focusing on this task before, but unfortunately, the progress was minimal.

Now, without Emperor Su's Sect, he was alone.

He could calm his mind and control the Time Rule.

"How shall these two conflicting rules be merged together?"

Su Yie fell into deep contemplation, and the Demon Emperor Sword flew out from his body to shield him from the Space-Time Thunder.

Feng Long and Defeat Resentment did not disturb him, for they knew nothing of rules.

Let alone Time and Space, which are extremely complex rules, second only to Fate and Creation.

He sat motionless, not knowing for how many aeons.

Su Yie still had not thought of a clear solution.

He began to feel uncontrollable emotions like irritation, unwillingness, and anger.

Accompanying him, besides the Demon Emperor Sword, there were only countless corpses, leaving him with no outlet for his frustration.

Would he be trapped forever in this land of Void if this continued?

Could it be that these corpses ended up the same way, trapped until they lost their will, and finally scorched black by the Space-Time Thunder?

This thought lingered in his mind, unable to be dispelled.

He continued to sit motionlessly.

Without time, he began to calculate time himself.

One year.

One hundred years.

Ten thousand years.

One million years.

Eventually, Su Yie became numb; his hair turned white strand by strand, and his eyes were filled with blood vessels.

Without Spiritual Energy, had his Cultivation not been profound, he wouldn't have lasted.

By the time his hair was completely white, he still had not merged the Time Rule.

He suddenly stood up.

With a flip of his right hand, the Time Rule left his body, appearing above his palm as a sphere of light.