CHAPTER 873 TIME FRAGMENT RULE (PART TWO)

The sight startled Luther and Chandler.

"Time! He has got time fragment in his skill," Luther cried in shock.

In the history of rule cultivation, obtaining the skill of the Spatial Rule was considered valuable.

However, it was far more rare and precious for a person to get a little bit of the skill of the Time

Fragment Rule.

The Time Fragment Rule was something that even the immortals found difficult to control. This was not

yet the terrifying part, however. If one was able to master the Time Fragment Rule, then it was very

likely that he could eventually obtain the Time Rule.

Presently, the seven-colored light shifted and circled Barnes.

Darkness overwhelmed him, for he was now standing right in the middle of the light and was receiving

its significant oppression. He cringed, and his face distorted with the agony that coursed through him.

As this was not the first time that he was being suppressed by the Time Fragment Rule, the old fear

hiding deep in his mind surfaced. Now, the black monkey trembled with fright as he felt horrified in both

his body and mind.

He could no longer see the Misty Emperor and the others. Instead, before his eyes were images of

thousands of different scenarios from varied times, and in which, he witnessed thousands of himself

doing different things in different ages.

Being in so many states and time courses, the black monkey felt it hard to control his complex mind.

The more he tried, the closer he came to losing consciousness! It was plain that even though he had

an Eternal Body, he could fall into the endless darkness of the Time Fragment Rule. The black monkey

knew that each part of his body was in a different time course. Therefore, once his body shattered, it Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

would be impossible for him to heal.

Thus, the Time Fragment Rule was literally the invincible terminator of everything, including those

mighty creatures who had an indestructible body like Barnes. Barnes was full of fear and wonder.

With his body swathed in the seven-colored light, thousands of himself were controlling his mind and

manipulating his moves. And, what was even worse, was that he strongly felt that every decision he

made was a correct decision, and his body acted on it.

He began crouching, jumping, hopping, scratching himself, or slapping his face as his different minds

asked him to do so. After a while, the expression on the monkey's face grew more and more distorted,

and he knew that soon, he would be torn apart by his twisted, messed-up minds.

Unwilling to give up, he struggled to fight back.

The black monkey's fiendish aura exploded and filled the whole space.

The longer the stalemate continued, the more distressed the Misty Emperor became.

Blood trickled down his mouth, and his face grew deathly pale.

He was not ready to demonstrate a prominent skill such as the Time Fragment Rule. To successfully

cast down Barnes, he had to take control of his mind and manipulate his movements, and that was not

an easy task for the Misty Emperor as he had to control and master thousands of minds.

Besides, the overwhelming fiendish nature of Barnes also prevented him from suppressing the

monkey's strength. So, as time went on, the Misty Emperor also suffered.

In the beginning, he panted heavily, but as the pain grew more and more intense, the Misty Emperor

began to wail.

The seven-colored light was too much for him to hold for so long. The exertion his mind endured and

the strength required consumed him and almost caused his head to explode. Presently, his soul was in

such agony that it felt as though he was being torn apart by millions of ferocious ghosts.

The situation for Barnes, who was encased in the seven-colored light, was no better than that of the

Misty Emperor. He suffered such indescribable torture from his thousands of minds that his soul was on

the verge of destruction.

"Sir, I think we'd better leave now," Luther suggested to Chandler when he sensed that it was an

opportune moment for them to escape.

It was true that as the Misty Emperor had no energy left to maintain his space array as he was

occupied with his seven-colored light. Thus, it was a good chance for them to escape.

"But Darren and the others..." Chandler frowned. He found it difficult to harden his heart and leave

them behind. The Misty Emperor had trapped Darren, Scott, Hanson, and Mathew in his spatial

treasure before the arrival of Barnes. So, leaving at this crucial moment was a hard decision for them.

"I understand your hesitance. But, even if we stay here, we can't save them all. Barnes the Holy is our

only hope, and then too, we don't know if he is good or bad for us," Luther rationalized dismally.

All this while, they thought of their captured companions, but as the fight between the Misty Emperor

and Barnes was so fierce and devastating, Chandler and Luther had no choice but to stand far away

and watch.

"Brat, let go of me!"

They heard Barnes bark.

"No way! Go to hell!"

The Misty Emperor seemed resolved to destroy the black monkey, regardless of the pain his soul had

to endure.

Then, space reverberated with a great bellow of pain.

Countless small blood spots appeared on Barnes' body. Small as they were, they were still alarming as

they indicated the appearance of fissures and gnashes in his body. Once torn apart, Barnes would

definitely die.

But, at this time of life and death, the surging fiendish aura burst like a gushing flood that had long been

held by a dike.

A phantom of a dodecahedral crystal appeared in between the eyes of Barnes. A moment later, the

crystal began to spin so fast that it looked as though it would break free of his head at any time.