The Last Sentinel

All cards have been played; every move is a fatal blow.

The void was pitch black, and within it, a fierce wind swept by, carrying fine stardust and emitting a piercing shriek.

Qi Tian's golden armor gleamed, the patterns on the Aquarius Gold Cloth flowing with a cold golden light, every inch of the armor taut to the extreme.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor opposite him had his Daoist robes fluttering, his white beard standing on end, and his eyes surging with the power of the star field. His Nascent Soul Dharma Image appeared and disappeared around him, and his pressure caused the surrounding void to distort slightly.

At this moment, both Qi Tian and the Nascent Soul Ancestor have pushed their formations to the limit!

Neither side has any way out.

Either kill the other, or be killed by the other!

This situation was exactly what Qi Tian wanted!

My sister is dead. I no longer care to distinguish right from wrong!

If I cannot avenge my sister, then let me die here to join her!

But for the Nascent Soul Ancestor, this situation is definitely a losing proposition!

Who am I? I am an ancestor of a sect, a Nascent Soul cultivator. In the thirty-three heavens of the cultivation world, I am considered a pillar of strength!

Who is he? A level 1.0 enhanced cosmic warrior, who in the cultivation world would only be a Foundation Establishment junior!

I, a Nascent Soul cultivator, can kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

Even if I win, no one will praise me; some might even accuse me of bullying the weak!

If I lose, I'll be killed, and then people will say that my Nascent Soul stage is fake, that I can't even beat a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

No matter how you calculate it, you're guaranteed to lose money!

I came to the Carbon-Based Universe Demon-Locking Tower not to do charity, nor to make a losing deal; I came to make money and acquire resources!

For him, a Nascent Soul ancestor, this situation is truly a dilemma, akin to riding a tiger and finding a way out.

The two faced off. The Nascent Soul Ancestor's eyes gleamed, and he spoke slowly and deliberately: "Young man, we have no recent grudges or distant hatreds. Cultivators value freedom from entanglements and avoiding karmic debts. I didn't kill your sister; it was this Daoist Min and his junior sister who did it. I can hand them over to you, and this matter will be over. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the surrounding cultivators changed drastically.

A Nascent Soul elder actually proposed a reconciliation to a Foundation Establishment junior!

They even went so far as to voluntarily hand over Master Min and his fellow disciples!

This was an utter disgrace to the Nascent Soul Ancestor!

But the Nascent Soul Ancestor couldn't care less about saving face at this moment. He didn't want to ruin his cultivation because of someone else's karma!

The Nascent Soul Ancestor stared at the Aquarius Gold Saint, whose golden armor gleamed before him, awaiting his answer.

Even if the other party makes more demands, even if they want to leave all the cultivators except myself to die with them, I can agree!

After all, the saying "It's better to die than to die" is a truth that holds true everywhere!

Their lives are nothing compared to a single hair on my head!

Qi Tian slowly closed his eyes, his long eyelashes casting dappled shadows against his golden armor. His golden-white cloak was suddenly whipped up by the wind in the void, fluttering like a divine bird spreading its wings.

Without the slightest hesitation, his aura surged, and he launched an attack.

Behind him, the phantom of the Temple of Science slowly emerged, and the silhouettes of many great gods and masters were clearly visible. They simultaneously raised their left hands, palms facing Qi Tian, ​​and streams of dazzling divine power poured down like waterfalls, the vast and magnificent golden light completely enveloping Qi Tian.

With the divine power of the scientific giant, Qi Tian's figure continuously condensed and converged, and fine ripples spread around his body. His outline repeatedly twisted and deformed, as if he were breaking free from the shackles of three-dimensional form and breaking through to a higher dimension.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor's expression changed drastically, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints, a strong sense of unease rising within him. He could clearly sense that Qi Tian's aura was becoming increasingly strange, a cultivation method he had never seen before and could not understand at all, exceeding all his knowledge of cultivation.

A young man's voice, filled with anger, suddenly rang out in the void, clear and arrogant, exuding an undeniable authority: "Idiot! Kill him now! Once he completes his four-dimensional form, you will surely die!"

The Nascent Soul Ancestor froze, quickly looking around in a panic: "Who? Who's speaking?"

The ancestor's spiritual energy was taut, his vigilance at its peak, yet he still couldn't find the source of the sound.

"I am Mo Lijie. I opened the gates of the Demon Locking Tower and let you in. What, you want to fight me?" The voice rang out again, carrying a hint of disdain and pressure.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor's face instantly turned deathly pale, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He hurriedly bowed and said in an extremely respectful tone, "I dare not! Thank you for your guidance, Senior Young Master Jie. I will kill him right away!"

No sooner said than done. The Nascent Soul Dharma Form completely spanned the dark void, its Daoist robe billowing like a sail, and the power of the star field surged wildly, attracting countless free-floating meteorites in the surrounding area.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor raised his hand and waved, and billions of black stone meteors were gathered up by spiritual power. They were wrapped in crimson fire waves that burned away stardust, and they left long crimson tails in the vacuum zone. With the power to destroy the world, they roared and crashed towards Qitian.

The shrill cry of a meteor piercing the sky echoed through the void, and the flames scorched the surrounding space, causing it to distort. The Golden Core cultivators watching retreated in droves, their faces pale, fearing they would be caught in the blast.

But a bizarre scene unfolded. Qi Tian's body twisted into a pitch-black force field, like a deep abyss. The meteors carrying blazing flames crashed into the force field and were instantly disintegrated and analyzed, disappearing without a sound.

On one side, endless meteors and flames were being projected wildly, their light illuminating half the void; on the other side, a ruthless abyss-like black hole was swallowing everything, its stillness chilling to the bone.

The collision of the two extreme forces stirred up violent ripples in the void. The dark nebula was stirred up and scattered by the force, and the shattered celestial fragments swept in all directions like a torrent. With each collision, dozens of Golden Core cultivators were affected and instantly turned into ashes.

In the core area where the two confronted each other, space constantly shattered and reformed, with gales and divine power intertwining to form deadly storms. Qi Tian's figure appeared and disappeared within the force field, his golden light growing ever brighter, and the power of the time dimension quietly spread. Occasionally, fragments would pass by, leaving behind fleeting afterimages of spacetime.

The Nascent Soul Ancestor grew increasingly alarmed as the battle raged on. His attacks seemed to sink into the ocean, unable to reach Qi Tian's true form. His fear intensified, and his attacks became increasingly frantic.

Meanwhile, on Blue Star, in the West Lake Pavilion, a light rain drizzled, dampening the eaves of the pavilion. Ripples spread across the lake's surface, reflecting the fierce battle in the void. The Primal Will and Demonic Calamity sat facing each other, an unfinished game of chess on the stone table, black and white pieces intertwined, the game deadlocked.

The primordial will twirled a black chess piece between its fingers, a smug look on its face. Turning its head to look at Mo Lijie, its tone was full of boastfulness: "Young Master, can you see the changes in Qi Tian?"

Mo Lijie, dressed in black with a cold and stern face, rubbed a white chess piece between his fingers and said in a hard voice, "It's just a trivial trick of the Dao Integration Realm. I mastered it many years ago. It's not worth mentioning." There was no ripple in his eyes, as if he didn't care about the fierce battle at all.

The primordial will slowly shook its head, gently placing the black piece on the chessboard with a crisp sound: "No, this is not merging with the Dao, this is a forced dimensional ascension—a four-dimensional life form."

Upon hearing this, Mo Lijie raised an eyebrow slightly, gave a soft snort, and remained largely unmoved.

"It's normal that you don't understand." The primordial will chuckled, its tone carrying a hint of popular science. "You are a native of the immortal sect and have never been exposed to the advanced martial arts system. Today, I will show you."

"The current concept of the universe's realms is, in essence, a very simple and mindless vertical Y-axis cultivation system. It only distinguishes between high and low, not between areas or breadths!"

"This cultivation system is idiotic; it completely fails to accurately reflect an individual's combat strength, leading to frequent instances of the weak defeating the strong and the weak overpowering the strong!"

"As members of the Supreme Civilization Arena, we have a responsibility to create a new cultivation system that is more suitable for all the worlds. This is what the Advanced Martial Arts Academy has been researching all along—the New Theory of Advanced Martial Arts Dimensional Realms!"

"And the person in charge of this new realm of theory is none other than Qi Tian!"

"Qi Tian is the strongest master and the best experiencer of the new theory of advanced martial arts realm. He possesses the most resources of a Sentinel, and with a foundation surpassing that of Sentinel Ye Feng, he has undergone self-cultivation and has quickly made great progress in defining the new realm!"

"Zero dimension is a point, one dimension is a line, two dimensions are a plane, three dimensions are a solid, and four dimensions are three dimensions plus the time dimension."

"Einstein's theory of relativity records four-dimensional spacetime, which consists of three spatial dimensions plus one time dimension, namely three spatial coordinate dimensions X, Y, Z plus time T, i.e. four dimensions."

"In plain terms, three-dimensional space, plus the flow of time in the past, present, and future, together make four-dimensional spacetime."

"For example."

"A three-dimensional cube is a cube."

"In four dimensions, a cube is called a hypercube, or an octet."

"Four-dimensional space can be projected onto three-dimensional, two-dimensional, one-dimensional, and zero-dimensional space."

"In terms of combat power, upgrading from three-dimensional to four-dimensional combat power has not increased, nor has the attack power of four-dimensional combat power been enhanced."

"The advantage of the fourth dimension compared to the lower dimensions is that the fourth dimension possesses all the abilities, all the results, and all the techniques on the timeline that the three-dimensional level does not have."

"In other words, as long as Qi Tian is willing, he can use all his ultimate techniques and special moves from his timeline."

"Moreover, no cooldown, infinite mana, and infinite health!"

"Even the strongest three-dimensional Nascent Soul cultivator is still three-dimensional; they can't defeat a four-dimensional Qi Tian!"

"High-level attacks on low-level opponents, attacks on idiots, four-dimensional attacks on three-dimensional opponents, a dimensional reduction attack."

Mo Lijie tightened his grip, nearly crushing Bai Zi, and said coldly, "Even so, if Qi Tian cannot break through the Nascent Soul's defenses, everything will be in vain."

The primordial will smiled slightly, placed another piece, and said in a calm yet profound tone: "Is it possible that Qi Tian could directly travel through time to the Nascent Soul Ancestor's youth to make a move? If he can't defeat the peak stage, can't he at least handle the youth stage?"

Mo Lijie's eyes suddenly turned cold and sharp, and his aura slightly solidified: "Time wormholes have their own rules, and they cannot be broken at will."

"The rules have changed long ago." The primordial will looked up at the void, its tone resolute. "Ye Feng has stayed in the river of time for many years without returning. He must have shaken the rules of time, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to transmit back such a heaven-defying technique as [Ancient Ones].

"Therefore, their current exchange of blows is merely a facade."

"Qi Tian's true killing move is to directly find the opponent's weakened state within the river of time, kill them when they are young, and erase them from the river of time once and for all!"

"This is true genius insight."

"This is also the difference between ordinary people and geniuses!"

"When faced with the same 'there were predecessors before us,' ordinary people can only think of using their future selves to help them."

"Qi Tian, ​​on the contrary, used his past and future selves as coordinates, while his true self was sent into those times, burning, killing, and plundering everywhere in the river of time!"

"Only Ye Feng's junior brother could have Ye Feng's unconventional and brain-twisting skills!"

"As for Qi Tian's fighting strength, brother, use your brain! How could a junior brother whom Ye Feng swore brotherhood with and even gave away all his wealth be a weakling?"

"It was just that his sister wouldn't let him fight, and you killed his sister."

"With my sister dead, the dragon has entered the sea, and the tiger has returned to the mountain; their power is unstoppable!"

"Congratulations on releasing an opponent even more ruthless and invincible than Ye Feng. A [Li Wenzhong] from all the heavens and myriad realms is about to appear."

"From now on, even crying will be timed!"

At this moment, the lake surface churned more violently, and in the reflection of the water, the clash between Qi Tian and the Nascent Soul Ancestor continued.