Every silhouette represented Yang Kai from a different point in time spanning a thousand years into the future. Eight silhouettes covered a total of eight thousand years of temporal spread.
Together with Yang Kai's main body, they formed a Nine Palaces Formation, and the power of this formation surpassed even the Nine Palaces Formation that Zhang Ruoxi had formed with her eight Royal Guards.
Zhang Ruoxi, who harmonized the forces of the Sun and Moon through her own bloodline, was indeed stronger than any single one of Yang Kai's silhouettes. But the strength of the eight Small Stone Clan Royal Guards dragged her formation down, so on balance, between the two Nine Palaces Formations that had appeared on this battlefield, Yang Kai's was undoubtedly the more powerful one.
And not by a small margin!
With the Nine Palaces Formation complete, Yang Kai's main body took a single step forward, channeling the combined power of all eight silhouettes as they closed in on Mo to besiege him.
When the Six Harmonies Formation had been assembled, the silhouettes had already fought Mo to a standstill. The shifts between the Seven Stars and Eight Trigrams Formations had forced Mo completely onto the defensive. Now, with the Nine Palaces Formation in play, the combined assault of the main body and the eight silhouettes was unstoppable—Mo could barely mount any resistance at all.
Mo's blood sprayed through the air as Mo power leaked from his body.
Nine Yang Kais darted through the battlefield, each commanding the power of the Three Thousand Grand Daos. Because every single one of them was Yang Kai himself, no coordination was needed—the transitions between each silhouette's attacks were seamless, without a single gap.
Mo attempted to break through the encirclement, but how could he escape the formation's siege so easily?
The onlookers watching from afar were utterly stunned.
No one had imagined that this final battle would produce such an extraordinary spectacle. The wondrous profundity of the Silhouette Art exceeded their understanding and imagination.
Watching the state of the battle, every one of them felt a surge of hope, for only now did they finally see the possibility of defeating Mo, that ancient Supreme.
Prior to this, the question of how to face Mo had been a problem the Human Race had never been able to solve. They had not deliberately avoided it, but the truth was that humanity simply lacked the means and strength to contend with him.
Zhang Ruoxi's arrival had been a welcome surprise, yet even a Zhang Ruoxi that powerful had ultimately failed to gain the upper hand against Mo.
The battle on the main front had already concluded—all the Mo Race forces there had been completely wiped out. If Yang Kai could finish off Mo here, then the Mo catastrophe that had persisted since the end of the Ancient Era would be resolved in one fell stroke.
A bright future awaited the Human Race. Light would finally tear through the seal of darkness.
But before long, several of the Human Race's veteran Ninth-Order masters grew worried. Though the situation on the battlefield looked favorable, no one knew what price Yang Kai had paid to wield this Silhouette Art.
This was a forbidden technique that drew on power far beyond his own. The greater the power gained, the greater the price had to be!
And how long Yang Kai could sustain this in the midst of such a battle was anyone's guess.
In truth, just as they feared, Yang Kai had paid an unimaginable price to unleash the Silhouette Art.
And having obtained this power that transcended his own limits, his main body was bearing an enormous burden.
In other words, he could not maintain this state for long!
This battle had to end quickly. For that, he was willing to send his main body into the fray personally, solely to defeat Mo as fast as possible.
Under the Nine Palaces Formation, Mo retreated steadily, having lost all capacity to fight back. This humiliating situation infuriated him. He was an ancient Supreme, a being of the same era as Mu, who had once had the chance to rule the Heavens for an age.
Although over thirty percent of his origin had been sealed in advance, he could not tolerate a junior acting so brazenly—especially one who had taken the last of Mu's legacy.
Amid the fierce battle, he suddenly turned his gaze in a specific direction, locking onto one of Yang Kai's figures.
That was Yang Kai's main body.
The main body was easy to identify—not only was its aura the weakest among all the silhouettes, but after using the Silhouette Art, the main body looked wretched.
To break the Silhouette Art, one had to either destroy the River of Time that served as its foundation, or kill the main body that served as its core.
The River of Time was no longer visible, its power distributed across Yang Kai's eight silhouettes. That left Mo with only one option.
Bracing against the attacks of the silhouettes, disregarding his own injuries—even allowing the strongest silhouette to cleave off one of his arms—his tremendous sacrifice ultimately paid off. He broke through the silhouettes' blockade and surged toward Yang Kai's main body.
Mo power surged as he raised his remaining hand and slammed it down toward Yang Kai.
The fist was still ten thousand zhang away, but beneath its force, space shattered, time stagnated, and heaven and earth collapsed.
This was Mo's all-out punch—an attack that could not be dodged.
He seemed to already envision Yang Kai's main body being ground to dust beneath this blow, and in his furious eyes there flickered a trace of something almost like sorrow.
But the scene he had imagined did not materialize. Yang Kai's main body showed not the slightest hint of panic—instead, it charged straight toward the fist.
Just as Mo was stunned by this, Yang Kai's main body suddenly erupted with power far exceeding its own, shattering the spatial lockdown and setting the frozen flow of time back in motion.
He threw a punch of his own.
This is bad!
A jolt of alarm shot through Mo's heart as he realized he had been deceived.
All along, the formation's eye had been maintained on the strongest silhouette. But in this instant, the fact that Yang Kai's main body could unleash such tremendous power meant that the formation's eye had been transferred to the main body.