Chapter 913: Just Pawns

“Believe it or not is up to you.”
Yu Huangtian spoke calmly, “In chaos, the strong reign supreme; everything is determined by strength. Truth and falsehood become less important. Well, enough of this.”
At that moment, his expression changed, and his tone turned cold: “Now, I’m going to take back the Immortal Prison Pagoda from you, and then destroy this dying, decaying universe with my own hands. Within the Great Chaos Realm, I will create a perfect world that will never perish.”
“You’ve already laid a very solid foundation for everything I desire. So, I want to thank you. It’s a pity, though, that your life is about to end, and you won’t see that day come…”
Su Che remained expressionless, showing no reaction, as if still struggling to recover from the psychological shock he had just experienced…
But this was just superficial. In reality, while Yu Huangtian was speaking, Su Che had already given orders to the Immortal Prison: “Return to three days ago!”
In the Immortal Realm, the time-traveling ability of the eighth layer was certainly effective. If he could go back three days, Su Che, who already foresaw the severe consequences, would definitely not have taken Princess Xueyu into the Immortal Prison, giving her the chance to merge with Su Nian’er.
“That’s not possible, master!”
Lao He cried in panic, “The functions of every layer of the Immortal Prison have failed. I can no longer control them.”
“All of them?”
Su Che’s heart trembled. He tried to use his two servants, Bat Wings and Vajra, to attack Yu Huangtian, but the two servants, who had once obeyed his commands, now had their eyes closed, showing no reaction, like lifeless wooden posts. This meant that the soul-control function of the fourth layer had also failed, or rather, was no longer under Su Che and Lao He’s control.
The Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld in the second layer, the Lord of the Fire Realm in the third layer, and the Divine Tree of Fate in the sixth layer—all of their original mental connections had been severed; their presence could no longer be sensed at all.
Only the universe world of the first layer was still under Su Che and Lao He’s control.
In Cai Shi Town of Yan An Country, his main avatar was sitting at the same table as his family, having lunch together. His parents and Xing Er wore happy smiles, while their son sucked on his thumb in his mother’s arms, his innocent gaze fixed on his father. The two-year-old child still didn’t understand how to admire his general father; his eyes held only curiosity…
Swish!
The main avatar created a small time domain, enclosing only this room. Though its power wasn’t strong, it could freeze this moment in time.

If everything is about to be destroyed, then let their happiness become eternal.
On Qi Yuan Star, within the Tian Xuan Zong, the figure who had long held Ling Long’s hand said nothing, merely watching her quietly.
“What’s wrong?” Ling Long asked, looking up.
“Nothing,” Su Che replied with a smile and shook his head. “Sister, I won’t die. If I suddenly disappear in a while, it’s just for a short time. You must live on and wait for me to return.”
“What happened?” Ling Long, who had already reached the Great Vehicle stage, immediately realized something was wrong.
“It’s fine. Hold her in your arms. I won’t die. Even if I lose, I won’t lose everything. I still have a doppelgänger with the power of an Immortal Lord hidden on Mo Li Island. I’ll come back…”
Unfortunately, at this moment, Tian Yin was cultivating her Chaos Energy on a deserted planet in the Immortal Prison Universe, and Su Che couldn’t bring her out of the Immortal Prison to fight alongside him.
Yes, not only were all functions of each layer of the Immortal Prison disabled, but even the most basic tasks—such as retrieving an item or sending someone out—were no longer possible. The Immortal Prison was completely out of control.
“Then let’s not disturb her,” Su Che thought to himself. Even if he could use mental waves to awaken Tian Yin from her cultivation state, she was trapped inside the Immortal Prison and couldn’t come out to help him at all. So why cause her unnecessary worry?
Yet Tian Yin, as if telepathically aware, voluntarily ended her cultivation state, floated out of her cave, gazed at the stars, and sent a mental message to Su Che: “Did something happen?”
“Indeed, something has happened. I’ll tell you in a bit,” Su Che replied in as calm a tone as possible.
Tian Yin responded, but still felt uneasy and unable to continue cultivating. She could only return to her cave worriedly and wait patiently…
All of this happened in just a few moments, all within the Immortal Prison’s internal space. Yet Yu Huang Tian seemed to have some special ability to sense Su Che’s current state and situation.
He then said with a smile, “It turns out that without the Immortal Prison Pagoda, you’re nothing but a waste. Perhaps you don’t even have the courage or qualifications to fight me.”
Su Che smiled silently without replying.
All functions of the Immortal Prison had failed, including the thousand-fold amplification and soul slaves. This meant Su Che could only fight Yu Huang Tian one-on-one with the strength of an ordinary Chaos Traveler.

Yu Huangtian’s strength was unfathomable; even Batwing and Vajra could not see through him. This was because he was no longer a celestial lord in the Immortal Spirit Universe—he had perfectly merged with the leader of the Origin Demon Clan. Perhaps his cultivation level could even rival that of special beings like the Snake Woman, allowing him to easily defeat top Chaos warriors like Aozu, Batwing, and Vajra.

“There are nine layers in the Immortal Prison. The first layer is a universe that has not yet fully formed; the second layer is the Netherworld, where ordinary beings reincarnate; the third layer is the Fire Realm; the fourth layer involves soul enslavement; the fifth layer deals with skill extraction; the sixth layer is energy transformation; the seventh layer is power enhancement; and the eighth layer allows for time and space traversal…”

Su Che’s tone was quite calm, as if discussing the design of a work of art with a close friend: “The nine layers have not yet been unlocked. What do you think they should be?”

“All laws unified!” Yu Huangtian replied without hesitation. “Only by unifying all laws, embracing everything, and merging countless paths into the Path of Creation can a true universe be formed… But you don’t need to do this. I prefer to accomplish it myself. Over the years, through those Wish Fruits and thousands of alternate bodies, I have already mastered the 3,000 paths of this Immortal Spirit Universe. By merging them into one, I can create my own Path of Creation for a self-made universe.”

“All laws unified?” Su Che nodded gently. “It sounds reasonable, but that’s not how I think.”

“What you think doesn’t matter. It will soon belong to me, and only my will can decide everything.”

Yu Huangtian smiled disdainfully. “Merging the 3,000 paths into one—wasn’t that your wish? Yet I’ve achieved it even without the Immortal Prison Pagoda. So, I am more qualified to possess this ultimate Chaos treasure and to create a truly perfect universe. Su Che, you are destined to be nothing but a pawn in my hands.”

“Yes, you’re excellent. Truly outstanding.”

Su Che nodded. “Compared to you, I’m utterly ordinary. Once a mere minor patrol officer, later a low-level cultivator with mediocre spiritual roots—lacking great wisdom or perseverance. My abilities are far inferior to most cultivators in the mortal world… I’ve only reached where I am today thanks to the Immortal Prison Pagoda, this ultimate Chaos treasure. Without it, I wouldn’t have even reached the Foundation Establishment stage in the mortal world… Compared to you, I’m just an extremely mediocre fool…”

“But since I’ve obtained the Immortal Prison, it’s my luck. In my life, there’s only one belief that remains unchanging: as long as I’m alive, I won’t allow anyone to take it from me.”
“Kill me, and the Immortal Prison will be yours!”
With that, he charged forward and threw a punch.
“As you wish.”
Yu Huangtian laughed heartily, raising one palm in front of his chest. Strange lights bloomed in rings, forming a circular blue portal in front of him.
Whoosh!
A massive beam of light shot out from within the portal, hitting Su Che head-on.
“Enter my Divine Demon Realm, and everything about you will belong to me!”
Yu Huangtian’s gaze was icy as he controlled the portal of the Divine Demon Realm. It seemed that it would take just an instant to swallow Su Che whole.
He wanted to capture Su Che alive and then devour him—only in this way could he properly take possession of the Immortal Prison Pagoda. After all, Su Che was still the current owner of the pagoda, and he had opened all eight layers inside it one by one. Even though his daughter Xueyu was the spirit of the pagoda, Su Che remained its true master.
In theory, the spirit only served as an assistant; the master could control everything.
If Su Che were killed, this primordial treasure would become ownerless, and the internal spaces of the Immortal Prison might collapse completely, returning to its most primitive state. In other words, even if Yu Huangtian obtained the Immortal Prison, he would have to start from scratch, spending countless hours and effort to open its layers again—resulting in an outcome that might not even compare to the current state.
Thus, what Yu Huangtian wanted wasn’t just the Immortal Prison Pagoda—he also wanted to seize all of Su Che’s efforts and opportunities over the years, including everything he had gained during his more than ten thousand years in the Chaos Realm.
To capture him alive, merge with him, and devour him—only then would it be perfect. Only then could he truly reap the benefits without any effort!
Surrounded by this mysterious divine light, Su Che felt utterly powerless, as if sealed, and was forced to be pulled into what Yu Huangtian called the Divine Demon Realm.
Boom!
Su Che wasn’t panicked. A crimson energy wave instantly spread out, forming a time domain with a diameter of thousands of feet.
The size of a time domain wasn’t about being larger—it was the greater its cohesion, the stronger its power. It didn’t need to be very large; as long as it could enclose Yu Huangtian himself, that would suffice.
“A time domain?”
Yu Huangtian sneered disdainfully, “Trying to play with time in front of me? You’re still too inexperienced.”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…

Layer upon layer of translucent air currents surged out from behind him like towering waves, instantly sweeping through Su Che’s time domain.
“Time tides, ebbing and flowing, moving and still—all governed by my will.”
With Yu Huangtian’s deep roar, the temporal power generated by the time tides completely offsetted the time domain’s slowing effect.
Su Che’s most powerful divine spells were effortlessly neutralized by him…