Enclosed Realm, this was what Jianmen called this room and all the other facilities that were connected to it from the outside. It was an invention of his and some other cultivators in his previous world. It was still a crude design from a complicated theory at first, from which they could only build various prototypes that could provide a limited range of functionalities of its original vision - a containment unit that could isolate items, entities and even living beings with history from everything from the outside. If fully constructed, this special artifact that was in itself an isolated realm should be able to obscure the things and individuals inside from all the rest of the world - even the traces and memories they left outside in the universe would be temporarily hidden and obscured, as this artifact would retract the karma chains of those that stayed inside. And the imperfections in the prototypes, as Jianmen inferred, was probably the reason that his trip to find home did not go as planned, because in order to lessen the karmic impact of removing oneself from the world, the world traveling array must be activated from inside one of these rooms.
The reason for the imperfections was quite simple - they lacked some critical materials that could only form in environments of extremely turbulent and chaotic energy fields, and they did not have a lot of time to find these materials. And when Jianmen finally had the chance and time to start hunting for more of those materials, he was in a state of deep distraught due to the fallouts from a similar war to the one he was fighting right now, and he could not wait even a single moment longer.
But things were different here, Jianmen had plenty of time, a realm he discovered with chaotic energy fields all over its internal space, and no obligations other than those he had to himself, so he spent many Earth years continuing what was left of the research. And this room was the product that was closest to the original vision - still had one or two issues that Jianmen would very much like to fix if he had the time, but now was not the time nor place to think about what he could have done to fix it.
The close quarter armed fight between Jianmen and the Grand Defiler raged on, as the battle between the alliance of humans and creatures from the gaps and the Defilers continued. Without the presence of Jianmen and the overwhelming aura that suppressed the power of the Defilers he radiated, the horde of creatures from the gaps were facing even more disadvantage when it came to individual power, and its advantage of sheer numbers was beginning to wane.
The humans, on the other hand, rejoined the fight after regrouping for a brief moment - everyone of them noticed a significant change of some kind the moment Jianmen disappeared from their sight. Their memories about what had led to this fight became blurry and began not making much sense, and the “special blessing” they had in them was somehow strengthened, and in addition to enchanting them and their attacks, it also gave them additional energy, healed a lot of their wounds and injuries, revitalized their energy and relieved their stress from the fights.
Many areas of the realm in which the Hellinger Castle once stood became the grounds of seesaw battle - the Defilers came in waves and waves, and the humans and creatures from the gaps had to change their formation and sometimes fall back in order to counter the Defilers effectively without enduring too much loss.
Tze Cha and Xyn, as the only two god-level beings in this fight shouldered most of the burden of confronting the mid-tier Defilers, out of their own reasons, they started to hold less and less back and put more of their power and energy into the fight. This, of course, meant that both of them had endured more injuries from their opponents’ attacks. As the battle continued, Tze Cha’s dragon blood, and the cracks from Xyn’s body were scattered almost everywhere across the battlefield.
The tear in the world flickered and shimmered, as more and more energy released by the destroyed Defilers was absorbed by it and just like a wound on a living organism, it was healing by itself as fresh nutrients were coming in.
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“Bang!” Jianmen’s guandao clashed with the Grand Defiler’s long sword for the one hundred and eighth time, Jianmen’s body was pushed down by the momentum and he had to kneel to absorb the shock. But then the next moment, the Grand Defiler shifted his long sword and dished out a side slash aiming at Jianmen’s left arm.
Jianmen immediately tilted his guandao shaft and blocked this hit, yet he did not get the chance to guard himself against the kick in the chest.
As Jianmen was tumbling on the ground, the Grand Defiler leapt directly at him with the long sword drawn back, and when Jianmen jumped up with the guandao in his hands ready to guard, he thrust the sword forward, aiming directly at Jianmen’s left chest.
Jianmen immediately moved to the right, and the blade just pierced through a part of his shirt, and just when the Grand Defiler turned the edge sideways ready to slash him on his side, he twirled the guandao and spun the blade at the Grand Defiler’s chest.
Both their attacks landed to a certain extent, as Jianmen got a deep cut on the side of his chest, even his rib bones were slashed and damaged; for the Grand Defiler, the front of his chest got sliced open, with more of his blood dripping down on the ground.
“That’s good, another one.” The Grand Defiler looked at the new wound on his chest, and other three wounds on other parts of his body, then looked at Jianmen without even a hint of emotion on his face: “But if you keep doing this, you are still going to die first.”
Jianmen stood up, panting, his clothes had at least a dozen cuts and tears, half of his face was covered in blood because of a cut on his forehead, and there were many others on his shoulders, his chest, his back and some parts on his leg. “Yeah? Well, why so sure you’re not gonna be the one to die?”
“Because, Mr. Jianmen Yu, dormant contender and presumed holder of the Godhood of Hospitality and Welcoming, we might be god killers, but without the power of godhood, we cannot be killed.”