The Great Overlord: Simulating the Future, Dominating Speedrunning

Chapter 223 Today we spread our wings and go, tomorrow we will ascend to sainthood and tread upon the pagoda!
Not far away, although Fu Tu Xuan was also thrown back a thousand feet by the recoil, his injuries were clearly minor. The old man wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:
"He actually withstood my full-force attack..."

"Young man, you have every reason to be proud!"

As they spoke, the nine-story pagoda once again emitted golden light, clearly brewing an even more terrifying killing move!
Lu Chen forced himself to mobilize his spiritual power, his fighting spirit growing stronger rather than weaker. He suddenly grinned, formed hand seals, and the Myriad Flames Dharma Body behind him suddenly took a step forward, gradually merging into his body at that moment.

"Old man, you forced me to this..."

hum!
The moment the Dharma body completely merged into the physical body, billions of six-colored divine lights erupted from Lu Chen's body, each light containing terrifying power capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas.

Boom boom boom!
A violent surge of spiritual energy spread wildly from Lu Chen's center, and the pressure caused the space within a radius of 100,000 miles to begin to distort and deform!
Fu Tu Xuan's expression changed drastically, and the nine-story Fu Tu Tower trembled violently, almost unable to withstand the pressure!
"The unity of man and law?!"

The old man exclaimed in shock, a look of horror appearing in his eyes for the first time: "This is a secret technique that only those at the late stage of the Saint Rank dare to attempt!"

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

Fu Tu Xuan hastily retreated, only to see that Lu Chen was completely enveloped by the Six-Colored Divine Flame. From within that flame, a terrifying aura comparable to a true Saint-grade artifact suddenly erupted!

"Run now..."

Lu Chen's hoarse voice came from within the flames:

"late!"

As soon as he finished speaking, eight Floating Pagoda Beads suddenly began to revolve around Lu Chen, each burning with six-colored divine fire. Eight ferocious demonic statues shattered the void and emerged, their bodies wreathed in blazing flames, unleashing roars that shook the heavens!

"laugh--"

Eight scarlet rays shot from the golem's palm, weaving together in the void to form an octagonal demonic array that blotted out the sky. The malevolent energy within the array surged wildly, instantly compressed into a dark red sphere about ten feet in size!

The surface of the sphere of light was covered with crimson demonic patterns, each line seemingly writhing with life. Even a mere wisp of its aura caused the Heavenly Sovereigns watching from afar to experience a reversal of their spiritual energy, bleeding from their seven orifices!

"Eight-fold pagoda—"

Lu Chen pointed his blood-stained finger in the air, his voice hoarse like that of a demon from hell:
"The Floating Pagoda Demon Jade!"

"Roar!!!"

The eight demonic statues simultaneously unleashed a devastating roar, and the dark red sphere of light suddenly tore through space, annihilating everything in its path and even distorting time itself!

Fu Tu Xuan's expression changed drastically, and in a haste, he summoned his nine-story pagoda to block it. However, the moment the demonic jade struck the pagoda—

Click!

A shocking crack appeared on the Floating Pagoda, where Futu Xuan had cultivated for thousands of years!
That hideous crack actually stretched from the base of the tower all the way to the top, cleaving open the sacred object that Futu Xuan had cultivated for thousands of years!

Countless golden fragments scattered in all directions, each one containing a breathtaking aura of a sacred item!
"puff--!"

Fu Tu Xuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of golden holy blood, and his entire body flew backward as if struck by lightning. His aged face rapidly decayed at a visible speed, and his full head of white hair instantly lost its luster.

"impossible……"

He reached out, trembling, trying to grasp the scattered fragments of the Floating Pagoda. But the collapse of the Floating Pagoda had already caused his mid-stage Saint-level cultivation to fluctuate violently, and there were even faint signs of him falling in cultivation level!

The expressions of the many powerful figures watching from afar changed drastically, their eyes filled with disbelief and shock. That was a Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign of the Ancient Floating Pagoda Clan, whose natal Floating Pagoda had actually been shattered by someone!
"The Great Floating Pagoda Technique... has been broken!"

A seasoned Heavenly Sovereign, a man of great knowledge and experience, trembled in his voice: "The very foundation upon which the Floating Pagoda Clan has made its name is that this Floating Pagoda can suppress and transform the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making it a cultivation artifact with no end in sight..."

"Now the tower is shattered..."

Another powerful figure swallowed hard, his voice filled with barely concealed shock: "That's tantamount to cutting off any possibility of Fu Tu Xuan reaching the late stage of the Saint Rank!"

The reason why the Futu Ancient Clan has been able to stand at the pinnacle of the Great Thousand World for tens of thousands of years is because the Futu Tower can continuously refine spiritual power, making cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.

Now, destroying the Floating Pagoda not only means that Floating Profound will never be able to make any further progress in this life, but may even... cause his realm to fall!
In the center of the battlefield, Fu Tu Xuan staggered and steadied himself, his aged face contorted with rage.
"You little beast... how dare you..." With each word he uttered, a trickle of brilliant golden holy blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His once overwhelming mid-stage Saint-grade aura, which had suppressed heaven and earth, now crumbled wildly like a burst dam...

"seal up!"

The old man suddenly looked alarmed, his hands rapidly forming hand seals. His skin instantly radiated endless golden light, from which countless profound runes surged forth, condensing into nine dazzling golden locks around his body!
Ninefold Spirit Sealing Technique!

This is the supreme secret technique for the ancient Futu clan to save their lives. The ancient Futu clan has been able to stand in the Great Thousand World for tens of thousands of years, so naturally they have also considered the possibility of the Futu Tower being destroyed and have their own countermeasures!
But at this moment——

call out!
Above the heavens, an eight-colored fire lotus drifted down gracefully. Each petal burned with a different spiritual fire of heaven and earth, and as the eight colors intertwined, even the void was scorched with black marks!
"Buddha's Wrathful Lotus?!"

Fu Tu Xuan's pupils constricted sharply, and despair finally appeared on his aged face. He knew all too well the terror of this attack—given his current collapsed state, if he were to suffer another blow, he feared he would lose even the chance to rebuild his cultivation!

"You brat! How dare you—"

The roar abruptly ceased. The seemingly slow-moving fire lotus had already gently landed on his brow!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Boom!

In the next instant, eight world-destroying spiritual flames erupted simultaneously! Purple, gold, black, white, silver, cyan, and crystal-colored fire waves soared into the sky, transforming into a pillar of fire that pierced through the heavens and earth!

Fu Tu Xuan's figure was instantly engulfed. The terrifying heat, enough to incinerate a perfect immortal, shattered the nine golden locks that he had barely managed to condense around him!
Click!

The sound of chains shattering was crisp and piercing, and a series of chilling cracking sounds emanated from Fu Tu Xuan's body. His once vast and boundless mid-stage Saint-grade cultivation level plummeted to the early stage of Saint-grade like a burst dam!
"Lu Tianjun!"

Fu Tu Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse like sandpaper: "I have no enmity with you. I only wanted to retrieve my clan's secret technique. Why did you have to resort to such a vicious act!"

"Why did it have to come to this!"

not far away--

"Click..."

Lu Chen was covered in blood, his skin cracking like shattered porcelain. The backlash from forcibly fusing his two clones, the Xuanlong Battle Intent, and the Myriad Flames Dharma Body had brought his physical body to the brink of collapse.

"Old dog..."

Lu Chen's blood-stained lips slowly parted, revealing gleaming white teeth, each word carrying an overwhelming killing intent:
"Today... I'm just collecting some interest..."

He stood proudly, covered in blood. Eight-colored fiery wings unfurled behind him, and the raging flames scorched and distorted the space within a thousand feet!

"On the day I... ascend to the highest rank..."

The sound suddenly rose in pitch, like a thunderclap:

"I will definitely visit the ancient Futu clan in person to learn from them!"

"boom--!"

The eight-colored fire wings suddenly flapped, causing the entire world to tremble. A spatial rift that stretched across the heavens and earth suddenly tore open, swallowing Lu Chen's figure into it.

Only the chilling oath and Fu Tu Xuan's hysterical roars echoed for a long time on this shattered battlefield...

The powerful figures watching from afar were all terrified, for a cultivator at the peak of the Immortal Rank had managed to fight a mid-stage Saint Rank expert to a standstill.

From this day forward, Lu Tianjun's fearsome reputation will likely resound throughout the entire world!

　Updates will be normal tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)