Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 1804: Chapter 1843: Origin of Form

Jiang Fan turned the Time Hourglass upside down and placed it on the ground.

Then, the tenfold Time Law filled the space around the two of them.

In the tent.

Red Sleeves resisted the indescribable sensation and successfully activated the Yin Marrow Talisman.

A gigantic phantom tiger appeared above the Asura Army, causing everyone to solemnly watch, waiting for the Commander’s order.

Red Sleeves said with difficulty, "All troops, listen to my command, immediately..."

Suddenly, a feeling ten times more intense than before surged straight into her soul.

The sanity that Red Sleeves was struggling to maintain was instantly swallowed like a small boat under a tsunami.

She raised the Yin Marrow Talisman high, attempting to deliver the final command.

"Immediately... immediately..."

But another even stronger impact hit, making her issue a scream that pierced the clouds.

Her five fingers holding the Yin Marrow Talisman stiffened, and the talisman slipped silently, rolling under the table.

On the talisman, the two eyes of the jade tiger reflected a graceful figure dressed in a golden-haired black dress, clutching the carpet tightly, constantly writhing...

Outside the tent.

Young Master Xue Cheng frowned at the suspended phantom tiger and said, "What’s wrong with Red Sleeves?"

He turned to go in but was stopped by a Five Crown King.

"Don’t bring bad luck; she nearly yelled at us to get lost just now. If you go in now, she might really get angry."

A female Five Crown King laughed softly and said, "Young Master Xue Cheng, don’t worry. Women sometimes just get emotional."

"Caring now will only annoy her; talk to her properly once she’s calmed down."

"I have high hopes for both of you."

The other Five Crown Kings gave meaningful smiles.

In the Asura Nine Divisions, if anyone is worthy of the most dazzling beauty Red Sleeves, it would be Young Master Xue Cheng, the Heavenly Realm’s number one Five Crown King.

Now that the Asura Nine Divisions have taken root in the Hell Realm, internal unity and stability are needed. Without any surprises, the Clan Leader of the Forgotten God Asura Clan will soon arrange a marriage for the two.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Xue Cheng gave up on forcibly entering.

Looking at the restrictive phantom tiger above him, he snorted:

"Once we’re married, I’ll teach her properly!"

"I must let her know who’s in charge!"

While they and the large army awaited commands, the Central Earth side took action.

Several Great Venerates noticed the abnormality with the Yin Marrow Talisman and immediately realized it was the right time to attack.

Already prepared, they launched an assault.

The True Word Venerable closely guarded his pocket and charged into battle with the army.

The sudden attack from Central Earth took the Asura Clan army by surprise, angering several Five Crown Kings.

"Those damned ones!"

"Form ranks and prepare to fight!"

However, the commands of the Five Crown Kings were hesitantly unexecuted by the Asura Army.

Because there was still an unresolved command from the Yin Marrow Talisman above them.

The conflict between the two commands caused the Asura Army to miss the opportunity to defend.

It wasn’t until the Central Earth Army pierced through like a sharp blade that they began to react defensively.

But due to the lack of effective organization, the counterattack was chaotic and was quickly torn open.

The opening widened rapidly, spreading toward the Abyss.

Young Master Xue Cheng and the Five Crown Kings were shocked and rushed furiously to the frontlines.

The Central Earth Venerates also engaged, fighting alongside them.

An hour later.

Amid the fierce battle, Central Earth, facing an enemy twice their number, pushed their army to the edge of the Abyss.

On the brink of breaking through the seven thousand troops and advancing to the center of Hell’s root.

In the tent.

Red Sleeves lay on the ground, gasping for breath and twisting her body, unable to move.

Her golden hair lay damp on her face, her golden glasses disappeared, and her chest was torn open by herself.

She panted, utterly exhausted.

It wasn’t physical, but mental exhaustion.

The extreme stimulation, under the tenfold effect, was indescribable.

She only knew that her sanity had instantly extinguished under the overwhelming sensation.

Sensing the near vibrations outside the tent.

Red Sleeves gave a bitter smile, knowing that Central Earth had already reached the center of Hell’s root.

Jiang Fan won.

And she lost.

The manner of her loss was unspeakable and profoundly humiliating.

Her eyes brimmed with tears as she weakly reached out to pick up the Moon Realm not far away.

Because she clutched the carpet tightly, her fingers were sore and soft, making it hard to type.

But she gritted her teeth, gathering her strength with immense shame.

"Jiang Fan, you’re shameless! You’re despicable!"

At this moment, Jiang Fan draped a robe over Green Pearl, who lay soft and limp on the ground.

Hearing the noise from the Moon Realm, he picked it up and casually replied:

"Take a good name: Thanks for the compliment."

For this battle, he used the precious Time Hourglass, wasting half of the Law.

This pained him immensely.

Seeing Jiang Fan’s rogue reply, Red Sleeves’ humiliation boiled over, unable to restrain her anger as she typed:

"You’re vulgar, unscrupulous, not a man!"

Jiang Fan couldn’t help but laugh when he saw it.

Red Sleeves was enraged, saying things she would never normally utter.

"Take a good name: Haven’t you already experienced whether I’m a man just now? What’s the point of being dishonest?"

Bang—

Having regained some strength, Red Sleeves pounded the ground in fury, her eyes blazing with anger.

She was about to retort when she noticed the words "dishonest," and quickly, with gritted teeth, wrote:

"A man? An embroidery needle is bigger than you, and you dare call yourself a man!"

Instantly.

The Moon Realm buzzed with sounds.

"West Palace: You nasty woman, breaking your promise so quickly?"

"Flower Cluster: Don’t slander my uncle!"

"Death Diary: How do you two know it’s not an embroidery needle? Have you seen it?"

"Flowers in Bloom: Explosive news!"

"Never Buzzkill: Chaos, it’s all chaos."

Damn!

Jiang Fan’s eyes widened, his fists clenched tightly.

He could laugh off other insults.

But to be insulted so publicly was intolerable.

"Take a good name: Embroidery needle, huh? Just you wait!"

Jiang Fan, with a thought, murmured, "Origin of Form!"

Feeling a slight local change, he lifted Green Pearl by both ankles.

Once again taking a stand, giving it his all.

Red Sleeves held the Moon Realm, sensing Jiang Fan’s irritation, finally feeling somewhat appeased:

"You can be known as the embroidery needle forever!"

Such rumors can never be dispelled.

Surely Jiang Fan wouldn’t publicly display, right?

Unexpectedly, sudden searing pain struck.

Her eyes widened, mouth agape as further penetration made her feel torn apart.

She quickly grabbed the Moon Realm.

"What did you do?"

The response came with increasing frequency, making Red Sleeves extremely uncomfortable, her body trembling uncontrollably.

She dared not wait any longer.

Jiang Fan had not yet used the Time Acceleration Law; if he did, the pain would intensify tenfold, and she might just die under that certain something.

Immediately trembling, she conceded in the Moon Realm:

"I take back what I said, please stop!"

"Take a good name: Don’t play tricks with me, tell them your real experience just now."