Looking back, it was all like a fairyland.

The two sides fought for this space.

"You think you can defeat me with just those few rules?" Yu Jiang's face grew colder and colder, becoming extremely unpleasant. No, not just unpleasant, it was downright disgusting.

After all, the rules of spring and the rules of winter are inherently contradictory. His relationship with Jumang was worse than bad, since all the innate deities harbored hatred towards each other.

Seeing his sour face, the old goat was delighted, and he chuckled mockingly, "Oh, right, I just remembered something. You're not Yu Jiang; you're just a part of him. Besides, I said from the start that I'm not here to defeat you, but to hold you back, and that's enough."

"As for the person who defeated you, they'll be out of seclusion soon, and then you'll experience the feeling of being killed with a single sword strike again. Last time, that guy committed suicide; I doubt you'll do that this time. I'll cheer you on, and I hope you can last a while under that guy's sword, hehehehehe."

The old goat laughed wildly.

"You!!!" Yu Jiang roared in fury, and a biting wind suddenly rose up around him, carrying with it the chill of death and plague.

The old goat is no less impressive.

This was the space he had created. In reality, he was at a disadvantage in terms of the application of rules or the strength of the rules, but one thing had to be said: the old goat possessed not only rules, but also martial arts and immortal ways.

Being able to fight now was already a great achievement. He certainly wouldn't expect to defeat an old monster that had lived for tens of thousands of years, even if the old monster was a cripple, but that didn't mean he couldn't contend.

The rules of spring, imbued with true energy, built a high wall. No matter how cold the wind blew from the outside, it remained unmoved.

In reality, battles between innate deities are not like this; they are simply a clash of rules, the most basic application. But the old goat only knows this much. Although he added some of his own elements to the rules, the time was still too short. If he couldn't do it, he would drag his opponent into his comfort zone.

The reason why Yujiang did not dare to attack rashly was because he discovered:

The person in front of me had already planned it out long ago.

This space, the artistic conception of spring, and the true energy that filled the entire space made him feel very depressed. He also did not dare to enter the domain of the other party's rules.

For a fish to enter the desert is to seek death, not even sharks or whales.

Frustrated, that was Yujiang's first reaction. This person was so damn sinister and disgusting. He would rather fight Su Mu head-on, even if it meant death, because he was inferior to her.

Instead of being like now, where I am obviously much stronger than the other party, but I am still restricted. It's unbearable.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, the cold wind grew even more noisy.

"Do you think I can't do anything to you?" Yu Jiang sneered.

"No way, you're already up to no good." The old goat directly exposed the other party's little scheme.

This little trick wasn't as useless to the old goat as he'd imagined. Threads of deathly energy continued to linger, trying to find a way out.

The old goat appeared calm, but he was actually thinking. To achieve this point, he had already exhausted all his strength.

The ever-circulating life force within him sustained this small area. It was still far from enough. He raised his hand to extinguish the intruding plague aura. The plague and the vitality counteracted each other and entangled. If he didn't intervene, it might explode into smithereens.

I sighed in my heart, hoping Su Mu would be quick.

The two sides were deadlocked in this space, with no other options. Yujiang didn't have the ability to defeat the opponent all at once, so he could only wear down the opponent bit by bit.

.........

Outside the space, a small old man stumbled out of nowhere and fell. He dusted himself off and felt his body, feeling that he was not missing any limbs. He breathed a sigh of relief. He had survived...

He really survived. The old man Cao Chen smiled sincerely. He didn't know how he had gotten through these days. Since being caught by that person, except for the necessary requests for directions, he was in and out of breath, either unconscious or pretending to be unconscious.

In fact, this calamity was not over yet, but he still laughed sincerely. He was just like that, otherwise why couldn't he get along with those old antiques of the Tianyan Sect?

He looked around, not knowing where he was. He'd been truly dizzy, and when he woke up, he found that person fighting with someone else, and they even felt a sense of mutual understanding. Pah!

He spat, then remembered his treasures. Carefully taking out a storage bag and peering inside, his face immediately contorted with worry. The primordial deity had arrived too suddenly. He was drinking tea in his self-constructed paradise when a deafening explosion left him alone. What formations, what wondrous landscapes—all were nothing but a pile of dog shit before absolute power. All the years he'd spent building and selecting the location had been for nothing. If he'd known the outcome would be the same, he should have enjoyed a few years of comfort.

But how many people can feel at peace knowing that they are about to suffer a disaster?

He was furious. When this disaster was over, he would definitely find the idiot who had leaked his whereabouts and bring him down to dust. Cao Chen thought he had done his best and had never offended anyone, but he was betrayed like this.

His belongings had likely been completely destroyed in the violent demolition. But this single cloth bag held his best assets: a compass, a few copper coins, and some other small items. These were left to him by his master when he graduated. It had been almost two years, and after a lifetime of hard work, he still felt like a pauper.

"Sigh," he sighed heavily.

But at least I could sigh. As long as I was alive, there was a chance. This... He put away the storage bag and took a deep breath. I wondered how the fight between the two men went. Cao Chen's eyes widened, a golden light covering them. He could still make out the space superimposed upon it, but it was obscured by various runes and dragon energy, making it impossible to make out anything.

As for why he didn't run? Only a fool would run. The man fighting the primordial deity wasn't a fool either, and he also heard that this one was just holding off the enemy for now; there were others behind him.

So he was not going to leave, he was going to stay here and wait for the end of the battle.

The City God of Jiading Prefecture had appeared beside him unnoticed. He was somewhat surprised to see Cao Chen, and then asked, "How is the battle going inside?"

Cao Chen shook his head to indicate that he didn't know. He was kicked out, and it was already good enough that he could save his life.