“Little Li Suo, I’ve noticed that you’ve become much smarter since you woke up.” Yun Che’s lips curled up slightly as he teased half-jokingly.

"What are you going to do? You should know that only Mo Su has the ability to break this field of absolute stillness." Li Su ignored Yun Che's joke and focused his thoughts on the problem at hand.

The "Cradle" is constructed by relying on the time power of the Nirvana Wheel Pearl and the space power of the Panming Poxu Mirror. It possesses the two most powerful powers at the highest level in the world.

"Before, I really had no way to break through this highest level of barrier in the world, but now I am also one of the strongest in the world. Even if it was created by the Abyss Emperor, so what? Now I am the real Mist Emperor, with strength comparable to the Abyss Emperor!"

Before today, Yun Che had spoken such arrogant words many times, but back then, they were mostly just to encourage himself. But what he said today had a completely different meaning. He now possessed absolute confidence, truly possessing the unparalleled strength to rival Mo Su. These words were no longer empty words.

“Do you want to destroy it directly?” Li Suo felt Yun Che’s firm will, as if he had already made up his mind to do so.

"This is the best and fastest way right now. After much thought, I've concluded that this is the only way." Yun Che's expression was firm, his eyes brimming with determination. "If I can't save Pan Xiaodie, there will only be one outcome, and that is a fight to the death with Mo Su. No matter what I choose, as long as Pan Xiaodie doesn't wake up, the outcome is already determined. So, what's the harm in destroying this 'cradle'?"

Yun Che had made this decision a long time ago. The moment he decided to turn passivity into initiative, he no longer had any scruples, because the worst outcome was already before his eyes. All he had to do was to use all means to maximize his advantage before the worst outcome came.

"You're quite right. Whether the 'Cradle' still exists or not is unimportant now." Li Suo firmly supported Yun Che's approach this time. "But time and space are intertwined, and breaking them is no easy task. Even the Creator God cannot master the power of time and space. Only the Ancestral God can control it."

“If you don’t try, how will you know the result? I possess the Ancestral God’s aura and control the power of destruction. This is something that only the Ancestral God can do, and now I have done it as well.” Yun Che’s eyes flashed with unquestionable confidence.

In an instant, the Heavenly Reversal Realm opened once again, and a violent force swept across the entire arena like a surging wave. Yun Che's hair fluttered wantonly in the wind, and a wisp of world-destroying ash flame, wrapped in a golden-brown coat, was once again summoned. This was the third time Yun Che had summoned the Dark Annihilation Abyss that day. Using this powerful force so frequently took a toll on him, one could imagine.

But at this moment, this is undoubtedly the best choice to break the deadlock.

The ash flame of annihilation exuded a terrifying aura of destruction, its flickering light seemingly capable of obliterating the very laws of the Corridor of Time. Yun Che had named this ash flame "Dark Destruction Ash Abyss," meaning it could incinerate everything in the abyss, and this was true. At this moment, it displayed its true might with supreme destructive power. This was the ultimate demonic flame after its transformation, seemingly embodying the power to annihilate heaven and earth.

“Success!”

As the walls of space shattered, the laws of time contained within the "cradle" surged like a flood, spreading across the entire "corridor of time." This force of time, drawn from the abyssal time wheel, once freed from the constraints of space, quickly dissipated like a wild horse, returning to the entire space.

Yun Che clearly felt that the flow of time in the area where he was had significantly slowed down. This was the astonishing power of the infinite force of time contained in the "Cradle".

At the moment the "cradle" shattered, Pan Buwang happened to witness this unprecedented and shocking scene. This was the spatial region most cherished by the Abyss Emperor, and within it lay the people he held most dear. It was a taboo that no one in the world dared to touch. However, today, at this moment, this taboo was completely broken by Yun Che.

Pan Buwang was already numb. He had witnessed too many miracles today, and the shock Yun Che brought to him was beyond words. At this moment, he looked at the tall and straight Yun Che before him, and in a trance, he seemed to see his mysterious master, the Mist Emperor, as if Yun Che and the Mist Emperor were overlapping...

As soon as this thought emerged in Pan Buwang's mind, before he could fully digest it, he was already invaded by the law of time. In an instant, he felt his thoughts slow down infinitely, and his movements also became sluggish.

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"Yun!!! Che!!!" A roar like thunder exploded from Mo Su's mouth, spreading wildly in all directions. This moment was the most painful he had experienced in a million years. Not even the thick abyss dust could block out this furious roar.

At the moment when the "cradle" was completely shattered, Mo Su, who was far away in the sea of fog, truly felt a piercing heartache, as if thousands of silver needles pierced his heart at the same time. This severe pain far exceeded the normal range of pain, as if it was going to completely separate his heart and soul and fall into an abyss.

The cradle was closely connected to his heart and soul, and its breaking at this moment caused severe damage to his heart and soul as well.

But Mo Su completely ignored his own pain, frantically channeling his own strength, attempting to break the ten thousand barriers with absolute force. He knew that without the protection of the "cradle," Pan Xiaodie's life was hanging by a thread, and his time to survive was running out. If he arrived too late, he might not even have the chance to see her one last time.

This thousand-layer barrier was originally carefully built by the Wandao Priest for Mo Su. No matter how frantically he struggled, he could only break it layer by layer.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Mo Su's eyes were filled with bloodshot like spiderwebs, and his once-tied hair was now completely disheveled, like a tangle of wildly dancing hemp. The power within him was uncontrollably dissipating wildly. In an instant, he lost the majestic and solemn demeanor of the former Abyss Emperor. He was now nothing more than a pitiful man driven mad by despair.

"Owl Butterfly...wait for me...I'll be back soon!"

"I will definitely be able to save you...definitely!"

"Yun Che! I will tear you into pieces!!!"

The sword in Mo Su's hand flashed like lightning, slicing through a barrier with each breath. He vented his grief and rage unreservedly upon the barrier. The super barrier, once powerful enough to trap Mo Su for a day or two, was losing its power at an alarming rate under his frenzied attacks.

Perhaps, within an hour, this seemingly indestructible barrier will be completely shattered.