Chapter 787: The Power of a Battle Formation Master!
In the Thunder Swamp, the Battle Sun of Will, formed by the war intent of Xiao Ze's army, radiated dazzling energy. Its waves spread across hundreds of thousands of miles, igniting the blood of every observer.
Even Supreme Sovereigns felt the rush of fighting spirit, but for those like the Ghost Emperor who stood directly before it, the sensation was a chilling descent into an icy abyss.
They, more than any bystander, understood the terrifying power of a Battle Formation Master.
10 million war marks: rivaling an entry level Heaven Sovereign.
40 million war marks: rivaling a Celestial Heaven Sovereign.
60 million war marks: capable of shaking even late stage Celestial Heaven Sovereigns.
Xiao Ze's Battle Sun of Will, now radiating 60 million war marks, sent shockwaves through the battlefield.
A Dire Situation
The radiant energy surged forth, meeting the White Spirit Sword Immortal's sword energy. With a burst of golden brilliance, the attack was obliterated, shattering into countless fragments.
Each fragment, upon hitting the swamp below, created massive craters and fissures that stretched for miles.
If the fragments alone held such destructive power, the full force of the sword must have been unimaginable. Yet Xiao Ze had destroyed it effortlessly.
The White Spirit Sword Immortal's eyes widened with shock.
"This... how could he so easily nullify my attack?"
A Counterattack
The Ghost Emperor, always astute, quickly barked a command:
"Attack the ocean of will! Destroy it, and his power will collapse!"
The other three did not hesitate.
Azure Peak Lord clasped his hands together, summoning a miniature mountain glowing with divine runes. Despite its small size, it radiated the unshakable might of a godly peak.
Dan Yang Ancestor spat out a golden pill, its radiance as blinding as the sun. The pill radiated immense energy, its aura threatening to crush the world.
The White Spirit Sword Immortal, undeterred, shattered his blade into shards, fusing them with his boundless energy to create a gargantuan sword aimed at Xiao Ze's forces.
The Ghost Emperor, his movements slower but deliberate, conjured a spectral skull emanating deathly black energy. Every time its jaw opened and closed, space itself seemed to collapse into nothingness.
Each attack hurtled toward Xiao Ze's Battle Ocean of Will, carrying enough power to annihilate any ordinary Heaven Sovereign.
Even spectators, watching from afar, felt their hearts pound as the onslaught unfolded.
The Saint Flame Army Responds
Xiao Ze, at the center of it all, remained unshaken.
"Solar Destruction Ray!"
The Battle Sun of Will above him erupted with blinding energy. Beams of golden light surged outward, consuming the oncoming attacks.
The space around Xiao Ze twisted and fractured under the intense heat, reduced to nothingness.
The Outcomes
Azure Peak Lord's "Immovable Peak":
The mountain, unshakable in its might, cracked under the relentless barrage of golden rays. What began as a symbol of unyielding strength soon crumbled into dust. Azure Peak Lord staggered back, his face pale as the destruction of his sacred artifact left him reeling.
Dan Yang Ancestor's Sun Pill:
The pill endured tens of thousands of rays before its speed slowed. Eventually, it reversed course, speeding back toward its master, cracked and battered.
White Spirit Sword Immortal's Giant Blade:
The enormous blade dissolved under the heat, reduced to glowing embers before fading into nothing.
Ghost Emperor's Skull:
Although it seemed the most durable, the spectral skull fared no better. With millions of rays concentrated on it, the once terrifying weapon disintegrated, leaving only fading wisps of black energy.
A Crushing Response
Xiao Ze's voice rang out across the battlefield:
"An attack unanswered is no courtesy. Allow me to return the favor!"
The Battle Sun of Will flared to life again. Countless beams of radiant energy cascaded down upon the four Heaven Sovereigns.
Each beam carried the might to flatten mountains and boil oceans. The Thunder Swamp, a once treacherous landscape, was obliterated. What remained was an endless void of charred earth and swirling energy.
The Aftermath
The Ghost Emperor and his allies barely managed to shield themselves, but their expressions turned grim. They realized too late that they had underestimated Xiao Ze's strength.
"Sixty million war marks…" one of them murmured, sweat dripping down his brow.
At this moment, everyone present, both allies and enemies, understood one truth:
Xiao Ze was no ordinary Heaven Sovereign.
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