Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

In a flash, the jade ink sword grew to dozens of feet in length in the wind, carrying a majestic sword energy that could shatter the galaxy, and swept towards the four creator gods.

Wherever the sword energy passed, space cracked like fragile glass, the flow of time was pulled by the powerful force, becoming slow and distorted, and ripples of time spread in the void, as if to drag everything into an endless vortex of time and space.

The small flying sword turned into a faint light and disappeared in an instant.

The four creator gods were horrified and hurriedly used all their magic power. In an instant, their bodies were covered by a strange black halo that was like a sticky black swamp and emitted a disgusting smell.

Their eyes were wide open, as if their eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. They stared around intently, with the hair on their bodies standing up, and they were as alert as frightened hedgehogs.

In the blink of an eye, the small flying sword seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, appearing like a ghost behind a creator god, without stopping, piercing his back like a black lightning.

The God of Creation turned around hastily, swung the staff in his hand, and with a loud bang, it was as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart, shaking the surrounding mountains to the point of collapse.

Amidst flying sparks, the small flying sword was shaken and flew backwards, drawing an arc in the air. The sword body hummed as if groaning in pain.

But relying on its inherent stubbornness and tenacity, it nimbly turned in the air and disappeared again, like a peerless assassin lurking in the darkness, waiting for the next fatal blow.

At the moment of the confrontation, the space where the Assassin Creator God was located seemed to be wantonly kneaded by an invisible giant hand and twisted into an irregular shape. In the narrow area, time showed a strange phenomenon of flowing backwards and forwards. The time in this space seemed to be completely disconnected from the outside world.

Han Changkong took advantage of the situation and put his palms together. The power of chaos gathered madly between his palms, like a cosmic singularity in the making.

The power of chaos rotated faster and faster, forming a high-speed rotating energy ball, on which the chaotic airflow rolled and surged, as if chaos had just begun, mysterious and powerful.

Han Changkong threw the energy ball fiercely, and it flew towards the four creator gods with the power to destroy the world.

Wherever it passed, space was wantonly crushed and shattered, and everything was drawn into endless chaos and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the order of time was completely disrupted. Within the impact range of the energy ball, the light and shadow of the past, present and future intertwined and flickered, and the entire space and time seemed to have lost its original track.

Seeing this, the four creator gods turned pale as paper, but they still made a desperate attempt.

They roared in unison, and the sound waves rolled, shaking the surrounding void and causing ripples, as if to tear a hole in the sky and earth.

Then, their hands spun rapidly like windmills, and golden spiritual power gushed out of their bodies like a surging tide, instantly condensing into a rock-solid golden light curtain in front of them.

The divine patterns on the light curtain are intricately interwoven, like a nimble golden dragon winding and swimming, emitting an aura of sacred majesty, as if to resist all evil and offense in the world.

The moment the light curtain took shape, the surrounding space seemed to be reshaped, forming an independent spatial domain. Time flowed extremely slowly in it, and every second seemed to be stretched to infinity.

Yu Mo's sword energy slashed fiercely on the golden light curtain. In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of stars collided at the same time, and the light was so bright that people could not look directly at it.

At the point of collision, the space was instantly torn like thin paper, and black space cracks spread wantonly, like the mouth of a ferocious beast swallowing everything.

Every time a sword energy collided with the light curtain, it caused a deafening roar, like the roar of ancient times, making the heaven and earth pale in comparison.

Under the violent collision, the distortion of space and time reached its peak. The space-time turbulence surging from the cracks was like a raging whirlpool, sucking everything around it into it. The fragments of time and the debris of space intertwined with each other, forming a horrifying picture.

The two sides fought back and forth, and the battle lasted for three days and three nights.

The endless void is like a huge battlefield meat grinder, space fragments are flying everywhere like deadly hidden weapons, and chaotic air currents are surging like surging waves, ready to swallow everything at any time.