Bao Ping's eyes revealed a look of sheer shock, and at the same time, the excruciating pain, unbearable even for someone of his stature, caused him to utter a scream that was inhumanly wretched. He shrieked bitterly, "Impossible! How is it possible for you to affect my Lamp of Life?"

Chu Mo didn't respond. In truth, he was severely injured at the moment.

A true titan, even if tormented by Dao injuries, still possessed strength capable of making every living being in this world tremble.

Especially when this titan was willing to fight to the death!

Bao Ping was genuinely scared by Chu Mo's power. Especially when the energy surging within Chu Mo's body was able to influence his Lamp of Life—at that moment, Bao Ping had already decided that no matter what, he must completely obliterate this person right here.

Thus, even after having a hand severed, he instantly used an unmatched Great Dao to regenerate a new hand. Meanwhile, the severed hand and the ocean-like torrents of blood turned into endless essence energy, which Bao Ping was eyeing, ready to absorb back into his body.

At this time, Chu Mo began frantically activating the Heaven's Will, My Will technique.

The tremendous power of this technique immediately became evident, as it absorbed a tenth of the endless essence energy from Bao Ping's severed hand and blood in an instant.

Bao Ping roared furiously, "You little bastard… how dare you steal from me?"

"You old wretch, I'm stealing precisely from you!" Chu Mo's icy voice erupted into the heavens.

Then, he spat out another mouthful of blood. Despite managing to siphon three-tenths of the essence energy, the rest was instantly reclaimed by Bao Ping.

Even so, Bao Ping found himself boiling with rage.

He began frantically unleashing his immense power, determined to completely crush Chu Mo on the spot!

Right at this moment, a cold, icy presence swept in from Beyond Heaven, like a frigid wind.

This cosmic void had been completely sealed by forty-nine lamps—where could this wind have come from?

Having spent countless years studying the power of causality, Bao Ping involuntarily shuddered!

The power of causality!

His forty-nine Lamps of Life, affected by Chu Mo's interference, had lost their ability to seal this universe completely!

In other words, although the lamps still belonged to Bao Ping, Chu Mo's usage had created an immense debt of causality!

An infinite amount of causal power rebounded through the forty-nine lamps, surging uncontrollably, ultimately targeting Bao Ping himself. Already suffering immensely from causal forces, Bao Ping felt as though he might utterly disintegrate.

The titanic Dao fruit within his ancestral body materialized, attempting to block this devastating causal power.

But it failed...

The causal power was too overwhelming.

Even Chu Mo was taken aback by its intensity, completely unprepared for this unexpected outcome. In mere moments, a field of inky-black power enveloped Bao Ping entirely.

Thud!

Bao Ping spat out a mouthful of blood.

The suppressive force he exerted on Chu Mo weakened drastically in this instant!

Chu Mo immediately sensed the loosening of Bao Ping's grip on this realm. Without hesitation, he turned to flee.

With his unparalleled speed, he could escape this universe in an instant.

But as Chu Mo gazed upon the black power field that shrouded Bao Ping, he changed his mind. In this moment, he acted!

Instead of escaping, he swung Heaven Slaying in his hand, slashing ferociously toward Bao Ping's head. All this time, the monkeys had slain titans with such ease—Chu Mo had long wanted to emulate them!

Enveloped in the power of causality, Bao Ping sensed the boundless killing intent. He was so enraged he nearly lost his sanity!

A dignified titan, facing off against the counterattack of a mere peak Great Saint Realm cultivator? Was there no justice left in this universe?

In an explosive fury, Bao Ping discarded all concerns about the causal forces now overrunning him!

"Even if I perish completely today, I'll destroy this anomaly here and now!" Bao Ping roared, his physique growing monstrously large as endless Great Dao laws transformed into countless death-dealing energies, all converging upon Chu Mo!

"Die!" Bao Ping's true form finally emerged.

It was an enormous giant clam, stretching across billions of miles!

The shell adorning his massive body bore countless Great Dao runes—all naturally formed. As Bao Ping's cultivation level grew, the power contained in these runes also intensified. Now consumed by madness, he cared nothing of the causal repercussions that might tear him apart from killing Chu Mo. In mere instants, he forged a death trap that plunged Chu Mo into a dire fight for survival!

This was a true life-or-death crisis!

A titan who abandoned everything could unleash a killing blow capable of upending the entire universe!

And in this moment, that fatal energy was concentrated on a single target!

In the blink of an eye… Chu Mo's body was completely shattered!

Reduced to innumerable fragments, with Bao Ping's Great Dao relentlessly grinding away at them.

Once they were fully obliterated, Chu Mo would be lost forever—his existence erased entirely.

Bao Ping's insanity brought boundless peril upon Chu Mo, but also catastrophic consequences upon himself. His colossal billion-mile shell, vast as an endless continent, began to crack. Every fissure stretched across millions of miles, forming terrifying abysses.

From the giant clam's mouth spewed forth ceaseless torrents of essence blood.

Yet his murderous intent toward Chu Mo showed not even the slightest abatement!

This was the resolve of a titan!

Either you die, or I live!

Even knowing he'd eventually be ripped apart by endless causal forces didn't matter. He still had contingencies. He could completely reincarnate whole and pristine! Armed with boundless resources, he would rapidly return to strength!

These were Bao Ping's trump cards. And so, now, he dared to bear the weight of causality, fully committed to ending Chu Mo!

Chu Mo's body was repeatedly shattered, ground away.

Every Dao platform within him was forcibly expelled, scattering across this cosmic void.

The Celestial Mirror and Chaos Cauldron burst forth with incomparably immense energy, desperately trying to protect Chu Mo.

The ten blood moons on the Celestial Mirror fully materialized, launching a frenzied assault upon the giant clam. Yet their power was fundamentally tethered to Chu Mo's own cultivation level. Whatever level Chu Mo ascended to, these artifacts would unseal to match.

Thus, despite their ability to unleash divine abilities that could shake Heaven and Earth, they still felt somewhat powerless at this moment.

Chu Mo's head remained intact!

His head was shielded by the star mnemonic inscribed with thousand-character divine script.

Bao Ping's terrifying Great Dao energy had all but obliterated Chu Mo's body, but this head was safeguarded by the star mnemonic.

Heaven Slaying had gone berserk!

It unleashed blade energy stretching across billions of miles, furiously striking at the giant clam. Massive torrents of essence blood poured from the clam's body, flooding the chaotic cosmic void and forming colossal blood rivers like streams of the Heavenly River.

Each river spanned millions, even tens of millions of miles!

Bao Ping roared in rage, vowing to drag Chu Mo to mutual annihilation!

The myriad attacks emanating from his massive form flew forth, bearing down on Chu Mo.

But Heaven Slaying slashed them apart, while stray strikes were scattered by divine scripts!

This universe was completely broken.

One by one, the forty-nine lamps began to explode!

This signaled that Bao Ping's life had finally reached its limit. Chu Mo's body, too, had been almost entirely obliterated. Even an ancestral body couldn't withstand the suppression of a titan pouring his entire Dao cultivation into the attack.

All that remained was a solitary head, and a few scattered remnants.

Bao Ping howled in frustration, "Why… why can't I completely destroy you!"

Chu Mo endured unimaginable pain and spoke with a voice colder than the void itself: "Bao Ping… listen closely. If I survive today, I'll unearth every trace you've left in this world! I'll ensure you're completely reduced to dust!"

"You won't!" Bao Ping laughed maniacally. "I've severed all traces of causality in this world! Indeed, I, the old ancestor, have contingencies in place—but they're beyond your reach!"

Chu Mo chuckled coldly, "Don't forget, I have the Celestial Mirror! Today, I'll retain a fragment of your primordial spirit's signature. One day, I'll track you down!"

Bao Ping roared, "DIE!"

As he spoke, endless Dao laws erupted from his massive true form. This was his ultimate strike—the final blow Bao Ping could deliver!

The Chaos Cauldron and Celestial Mirror instantly shielded Chu Mo's head. Heaven Slaying returned to his side!

The thousand-character divine script nestled at the core.

They took the brunt of Bao Ping's final attack on Chu Mo's behalf.

The entire cosmic region shook violently.

The shockwaves from this battle rippled billions of miles across the void.

Weaker cultivators nearby were instantly shaken, coughing up blood. Staring fearfully toward the ancient battlefield, they couldn't help but cry out, "Heavens… has the ancient battlefield shattered? Or did the people inside break free?"

Far away, in Luotian's imperial citadel, the old emperor's heart suddenly stirred. As he divined the situation, his expression turned gravely horrified. In a flash, his figure vanished from the palace.

The void where Chu Mo and Bao Ping fought.

The area spanning tens of billions of miles had been utterly obliterated into nothingness. Nothing remained.

The Chaos Cauldron and Celestial Mirror floated alone in one corner. Heaven Slaying appeared in another. Seven stars once nestled within Chu Mo's body fell to a distant part of the void.

The forty-nine lamps had long disappeared.

Bao Ping's colossal million-mile clam form had completely vanished.

Chu Mo's head hovered silently at the center of the battlefield. The thousand-character divine script was no longer visible.

That stretch of void had been turned into absolute nothingness, charged with terrifying fields of energy. Even for other titans, entry here would be near impossible.

A long time passed.

The old emperor finally arrived at the edge of the battlefield. Upon seeing his grandson's head, his sorrowful cry tore through the void: "Mo'er…"

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