Chapter 195

Chapter 195: You Are My Disaster

In the vast world, the first so-called laws to emerge were the Saints’ laws.

Saints, through their personal journeys and the pinnacle of their cultivation, could forge their own laws. Consequently, each law existed independently, making them incredibly difficult to pass down. Even those who studied a Saint’s law could only grasp its surface, rarely comprehending its true essence.

Yet Yaoruoxian’s Impossible Law, akin to the Saints’ laws, was imbued with infinite applications—clearly born from a profound understanding of its essence.

More astonishing was the unshaken pride in Yaoruoxian’s voice.

"This is the law I have created."

"In the era of Eternal Night, when no immortals walk the world, I am the first non-Saint to create a Saint’s law. Thus, I have received the heavens’ grace, allowing me to perfect my law."

"Under my Impossible Law, no one can stand as my opponent."

"Had this law not been created at Touching Heaven realm, level four—only at this realm could it be wielded—how could you possibly be my match? Even at the same realm, I could end you."

"Now, you may die."

"I shall grant your request—a pure, powerful single strike!"

Her pride still remembered Zhang Yang’s earlier challenge.

Though she knew his request was likely a trap, she stepped forward without hesitation. Such was her pride, her arrogance.

When she struck again, the space within a ten-meter radius of her hand rippling violently, trembling so fiercely that it seemed as though the very world itself shook.

Zhang Yang couldn’t help but admire her.

This woman was truly extraordinary!

Had she started at Touching Heaven realm, level four, wielding this law from the very beginning, she would have been immensely powerful.

She was yet another formidable opponent—after the Seventh Prince, Ye Kuanglan, and Bai He—capable of standing against him in battle.

Even though her realm was higher, it was only by two minor realms, making her exceptionally rare.

But…

Zhang Yang sneered.

"An Impossible Law is still a law. Even if it reaches the level of the Saints’ laws, it remains a law. How can a law be impossible? Your logic is flawed. Do you truly believe your Impossible Law can kill me? How absurd!"

He was undeniably affected, but that did not mean he was truly powerless.

The Nine Extremes True Essence surged violently!

This was the true essence that could only be attained by walking the immortal path—an existence far beyond mere elemental energy.

His dantian roared.

He transformed into the unparalleled Baxiang, a force so immense it seemed capable of crushing the heavens, causing mountains and rivers to shatter.

Crash!

With every step forward, even the slightest movement felt as if it collided with the heavens, sending ripples through the space before him, twisting the air around him.

Then, he swung his fist.

Boom!

Before the strike could fully unleash its force, lines of light appeared in the space ahead, manifesting the power of Yaoruoxian’s so-called Impossible Law.

"Break!"

He roared, releasing a devastating blow.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

The Impossible Law that had materialized in the void shattered into pieces.

His Ultimate Baxiang Power surged forth, colliding against Yaoruoxian’s delicate jade-like palm.

Bang!

The sky filled with fragments—remnants of the shattered Impossible Law—and a graceful figure let out a cry of pain. Blood sprayed from her mouth as she was sent flying through the air.

Yaoruoxian was still no match.

"Where there is impossibility, there is law; where there is law, it can be broken!"

"I, with my strength alone, can shatter ten thousand laws!"

Zhang Yang’s killing intent burned uncontrollably. His movements were so fast that the shattered remnants of the Impossible Law had yet to dissipate when he pierced through them, chasing after Yaoruoxian. He leaped from the summit into the void, unleashing another unstoppable strike with his Ultimate Baxiang Power.

Yaoruoxian cried out in shock. "You can actually break my law?!"

"A law riddled with flaws doesn’t deserve to be called a law," Zhang Yang sneered. "I can shatter ten thousand laws with my strength!"

He delivered another earth-shattering blow.

Yaoruoxian barely had time to react. Her hands moved swiftly as she once again summoned the Impossible Law.

The Impossible Law compressed into a sphere of energy within a thirty-centimeter radius, pressing forcefully against Zhang Yang’s overpowering strike.

Proud as she was, how could she simply yield?

Boom!

Under the force of the Ultimate Baxiang Power, the Impossible Law disintegrated. But the attack had been weakened—its power reduced by nearly half.

Even so, the remaining force was still enough to send Yaoruoxian soaring through the air once more.

Zhang Yang pursued her relentlessly.

With the Three Steps of Mountains and Rivers, his speed was breathtaking.

Yaoruoxian, however, was already too weakened to resist.

His relentless attacks crushed not only her defenses but also her pride with every blow.

She no longer fought back. Instead, a radiance surpassing the Holy Intention shone from her—akin to Immortal Light. Her figure shimmered, and in the blink of an eye, she vanished from her spot.

When she reappeared, she stood a hundred meters above the ground.

Her hair cascaded like a waterfall, her delicate face glowed with flawless radiance, and her graceful form was enveloped in divine brilliance. She gazed down at Zhang Yang and said:

"I once believed I would never meet an opponent in my lifetime—that I would effortlessly tread the immortal path and become the first immortal after Eternal Night. I never imagined I would encounter you."

"This is truly remarkable. I was born destined to face a tribulation. Deep within, I’ve always known that only by overcoming this trial can I achieve ultimate transformation and truly become an immortal."

As she spoke, an eerie mark appeared on her smooth forehead.

It resembled a wisp of light.

She formed a peculiar hand seal with her fingers and declared:

"Demon Tribulation Seal! From this moment on, you are my tribulation. To kill you is to undergo tribulation. Once I pass this trial, I shall ascend as an immortal!"

With a forceful motion, she began to tear apart the Demon Tribulation Seal.

"Wait!" Zhang Yang shouted.

Yaoruoxian coldly replied, "You dare not?"

Zhang Yang responded with a playful tone, "Since you regard me as your tribulation, what if you cannot overcome this trial of mine?"

A look of astonishment flashed across Yaoruoxian’s face as she instinctively responded, "I would fail?"

This reaction was a manifestation of her deep-rooted pride—a subconscious belief ingrained in her very being.

Her arrogance only deepened Zhang Yang’s disdain.

"If you cannot overcome it, you shall become my slave. Do you dare?" Zhang Yang challenged.

Yaoruoxian’s delicate face flushed with fury.

Zhang Yang sneered. "If you are afraid, then let us pretend I never spoke."

"A lowly trick of provocation? How laughable!" Yaoruoxian mocked. "I am destined to become an immortal; no one can hinder my path. You are merely a stubborn stepping stone. Since you are to be my tribulation, it is destined that I shall overcome it!"

Zhang Yang smirked. "Your refusal to swear by your tribulation reveals your lack of confidence. Deep down, you fear me and are already searching for excuses for your failure. And yet, you dare speak of undergoing tribulation?"

Yaoruoxian was enraged.

This was a relentless push, seizing the opportunity to force her into accepting him as her true trial.

She wished to ignore it.

However, her defeat had left a profound impact—especially for someone who had considered herself invincible, only to lose to someone of a lower realm.

Once she initiated the tribulation, it meant she had acknowledged him as a true challenge.

Yaoruoxian found herself trapped, like riding a tiger she could not dismount.

Zhang Yang pressed on, his voice cold. "If you truly had absolute confidence in defeating me, why not swear on your tribulation?"

"Unless…" He chuckled. "You already know you cannot win. That you cannot overcome this trial I present!"

Frustration filled Yaoruoxian’s beautiful eyes.

Her heart wavered. Her mind replayed the events of their battle—the way her strength had been overpowered, her Impossible Law shattered.

Zhang Yang let out a scoff and turned to leave.

"Is this your pride?"

"Cheap and worthless."

His words struck Yaoruoxian like thunder, igniting a realization within her—a sharp, enlightening clarity that pierced through her turmoil.

"My pride…!"

Yaoruoxian slowly lifted her head.

Her eyes, once filled with turmoil, now radiated profound calmness—an ocean-like depth.

She whispered, "I will undergo tribulation to become an immortal. Since you are my tribulation, I shall confront your provocations."

With a sudden pull of her hands, the tribulation mark—a shimmering strand of light at her brow—abruptly scattered.

She murmured,

"Zhang Yang, my tribulation… If I undergo the tribulation, I shall become an immortal; if I cannot overcome you, I will become your slave!"

As her words echoed, the tribulation arose, intertwining their fates.

To determine the victor, they would undergo nine trials.

Defeating Zhang Yang in all nine battles would mean she ascended as an immortal.

Failing to defeat him in those nine battles…

Would mean she became Zhang Yang’s slave.