Versatile Mage: Angel of Time, but Emperor of Every Moment

Chapter 168: The Limits of Humanity! Four Forbidden Spells, Stepping on the Roof!

What a monster!

For the sake of cultivation, he even gave up his life and dared to touch the taboo of time! Even he only relied on absorbing the power of faith from below to cultivate and never dared to set foot in the realm of time.

Touching time can be said to be a road of no return.

Once you step inside, you become enemies of the laws of heaven and earth, and challenge the cycle of life and death. A single misstep will lead to eternal damnation, with even your soul completely crushed by the torrent of time.

But An Jing embarked on this path without hesitation, and even used the power of time for his own benefit to create such a terrifying domain.

"This guy is a real lunatic."

In the distance, Lucifer watched all this through the cracks of Hades, and a chill ran down his spine. He had never imagined that someone would dare to so brazenly challenge the laws of heaven and earth, and he had never imagined that An Jing would actually succeed.

"Have you ever heard the saying, 'If you want to succeed, go crazy first.'" Satan said with a cheerful laugh, his tone teasing but also revealing a hint of deep meaning. "It's obvious that An Jing has already succeeded."

At this moment, An Jing's cultivation level is so high that even ten gods wouldn't be enough to deal with him, let alone a god.
The Dominant Emperor's cultivation seems to be no different from that of God, but relying on the time domain, he is still fearless even when facing the Sahara Emperor!

The rooftop emperor is, after all, just an emperor.

Although the body has been sublimated, the soul remains the same. To compete with the current An Jing, one must be at least a high-level emperor.
High Emperor!
I'm afraid there is no superior emperor in the entire world.

You have to know that Lucifer has been stuck in the cultivation of the Dominant Emperor for an unknown period of time. Even if he were to occupy the underworld and practice in seclusion, he would not be able to reach that level.

The same is true of God.

God still had the Holy City below to constantly feed him the power of faith, but even so, he still hadn't taken that step, and couldn't even peek at the threshold.
And what about An Jing?

Touching the taboo of time, he broke the shackles of the laws of heaven and earth and truly stood at the pinnacle of power.

It won't be long before we reach that point.

"There's often only a fine line between madness and genius." Satan murmured softly, a meaningful smile curling up at the corner of his mouth, "And An Jing is obviously the latter."

Lucifer was silent for a moment after hearing this, and finally nodded: "Perhaps. But the price of such success is too high."

Time is a double-edged sword that can hurt the enemy as well as yourself.

If he fails to control it well, he may kill himself in minutes. It can be said that he is not jealous at all of An Jing's cultivation level.

You really can't play it without some talent.

Satan shrugged and said nonchalantly, "The price? For those who truly pursue power, the price is never a problem. What's important is that he accomplished something that none of us dared even think about, let alone do."

It can be said that if this battle is not stabilized, with their current strength, they may not be able to hurt God in the slightest.

There is no way, one field can kill them.

Over a long period of time, if God delays enough time for Michael and his group to reach the holy plane, their final outcome will probably be to be expelled and sent to hell again.

"This world is really going to change." Lucifer whispered, with a hint of emotion in his tone.

It was worth his trip to witness the rise of a new star in the new era.

In a sense, he can be considered a half-angel investor.

Time passed quickly.

Holy plane.

In less than a day, the battle was over.

An Jing unilaterally crushes God.

"It's really a universal power bank. You old man have hidden quite a few things, so much so that I don't even want to kill you." An Jing laughed cheerfully, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

As the City of Eating Time unfolded, the power of God was ruthlessly devoured by An Jing. In the blink of an eye, the supreme being was sucked into a dried corpse.
If it weren't for the Holy Plane keeping him alive, God would probably have become the first emperor in history to die in the most miserable way.

Other emperors were either killed or enslaved, but God was sucked dry. If you tell people about it, I'm afraid few people would dare to believe it.

Not only that, An Jing's cultivation has also been elevated to an unprecedented level.

Today, he has reached a jaw-dropping height:

The four forbidden spells of space, summoning, light, and earth, and even his mental strength has broken through to the twelfth level!
A trip to the Holy Plane allowed him to directly climb from a single-element forbidden spell to a four-element forbidden spell. This speed of improvement is absolutely unprecedented!

An Jing is now able to control the Roof Emperor with his bare hands. Even without relying on the power of Emperor Ke Ke, these four forbidden spells alone are enough to sweep away all opponents.

Four forbidden spells, four divine gifts, with such a configuration, who wouldn't be confused?
"What a madman!" God uttered in a hoarse voice, his tone filled with resentment and despair. At this moment, his cultivation had fallen from the level of a Dominating Emperor to that of an ordinary Emperor, completely reduced to an ant-like existence.

He once ruled the Holy Plane, enjoying the faith it brought him, and was nearly invincible. But now, he was like a shrunken shell, his strength ruthlessly stripped away, leaving him with little strength left even to stand.

God raised his head with difficulty, his cloudy eyes filled with shock and fear. He had never imagined that he would be defeated so completely, and he had never imagined that An Jing would dare to touch the taboo of time and use it for his own benefit.

An Jing glanced down at him, a sneer on his face: "Is this your last words?"

"Kill me, I hope you can give me a quick death."

"I hope you can bury me here after I die. This is my last request." After God said this, his voice became weaker and weaker, and finally fell into complete silence.

"How can this be possible!" An Jing rejected God's request without even thinking.

"No matter what you say, you are still as powerful as an emperor. A lean camel is bigger than a horse."

Looking at An Jing's cold eyes, God's frail body suddenly trembled.

"You shouldn't."

"I remember there's a condition for returning to the Holy City. Any Archangel who returns from his tour and wishes to return to the Holy City must kill an emperor. Only then will he be recognized."

An Jing looked at God and smiled meaningfully: "What if I take you out of the Holy Plane, back to the Holy City, and then kill you in front of everyone?

Do I think I have completed the mission?"

P.S.: Chapter 1 is here! Thanks for the votes! (I can only finish this in a hurry. If I write any longer, I will be put in the black box.)

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