Ultragene Warlord

s pushed aside as Suiyue reversed time once again.
This time, his body was fifty years younger.

Every time he was revived, Yang Ze and Hong Xi killed him.
This cycle repeated seven more times; by the eighth time, Suiyue ’s strength had deteriorated to such an extent that he was barely to be considered a sura king.

If his strength were to fall again, he would drop to the level of a sura lord instead.

The distinction between a sura king and a sura lord was just one word, but that one word represented a massive drop in strength.

”I know that each time you reverse time, your body gets younger, and the more times you reverse time in short succession, the more time your body loses.
By this point, you ’re barely a sura king, aren ’t you? You ’re done for! ”

”Hah! Am I? And how much stamina do the two of you have after killing me eight times? ”

Against Yang Ze ’s taunting, Suiyue used his trump card.
He burnt his blood, his potential, and his lifeforce simultaneously.
His body turned blood-red, and capillaries appeared all over his skin.
His body gave off pops and cracks like a series of fireworks, and his strength and aura seemed to increase by orders of magnitude.

If he could reverse time, he was likewise able to draw from future reserves of time, crushing his boundless future for an immense short-term strength.
He was a sura king, and he would continue advancing almost without end.
By burning his potential and lifeforce, the strength he would receive in exchange was extreme—Suiyue estimated that he was at about seven or eight times his peak strength.

With his future strength exhausted, his body shriveled until he seemed like an old sura, but the light burning in his eyes was fearsome.
His heart beat like a furnace, steam pouring out of his body.
Despite all appearances, he radiated such energy that the very air turned scorching-hot.

Suiyue had thought about the best way to make use of his strength.

Techniques and frameworks that dealt with the heart of natural law, of the fabric of space and time itself, were the most abstruse and the most difficult to comprehend.

Suiyue ’s understanding of time, despite immense effort, was incomplete.
He was unable to make use of its full strength, and using the technique in its current state required a commensurate sacrifice on his part.

Except for reversing the damage to his body, it barely had a purpose at its current stage, and even Gaoyuan ’s regenerative capabilities were superior.
After all, each time he used the technique, his strength would decrease more and more.

Fortunately, his opponents had expended a commensurate amount of stamina.

In the end, Suiyue settled on a rather unique strategy: to make use of secret, risky one-time techniques that drew on his lifeforce and potential to dramatically augment his strength for mere moments.
Such techniques would ordinarily incur heavy penalties after the battle, and a hunter who used such techniques had to be prepared to give up on his career afterward.

Someone like Suiyue, who had used three such techniques in rapid succession, might die from the aftereffects—but he could simply reverse time and nullify those effects.
As a result, he favored using such one-time techniques when pressed—he was uniquely capable of restoring his body to peak condition despite the drawbacks of those techniques.

By now, Suiyue ’s body had turned red all over.
His emaciated body was stick-thin, but his eyes burned as bright as fire.
Long, brittle hair fluttered in the wind, and his heart beat like a furnace.

”I had thought dealing with you humans would be an easy task, but I ’ll admit that I ’ve underlooked all of you.
Alright, playtime ’s up.
It ’s time for you to perish! ”

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