David was firmly entangled by Cursefont Star God.
He gritted his teeth, channeling all his strength into the Sword Core Magic Array.
A vast sword diagram unfurled beneath his feet, ravenously drawing the primordial power of the Sword Universe.
Threads of Fate coiled like chains around the array, weaving into a tightly sealed net of death that descended upon Cursefont Star God.
As the heir of Origin Sword Sea, David, a fifth-level supreme sage rank, had reached an astonishingly formidable level. Even a battle-hardened warrior like Cursefont Star God felt subtly suppressed beneath him.
But then, Apollo acted.
His hands rapidly traced runes, unleashing one of the three Primordial Forbidden Arts — the True Form of the Fire God!
"The Wheel of Scorching Sun crushes all heavens! The mundane shall fall like dust. Beneath the throne, all life must submit!"
In that moment —
