The Ultimate Sigil Tower spun, like an undying, blazing sun, unleashing a blinding, prismatic light.

From the canopy of light overhead, hundreds of meters of radiant beams pierced downward, converging upon the Ultimate Sigil Tower. The tower swelled, grander than before, like a towering, colossal mountain. Beside it, Shi Yan, Ming Hao, and the others seemed like mere moths, appearing as faint gray specks of light.

The Ultimate Sigil Tower descended slowly, its terrifying might capable of shattering heaven and earth, the cascading beams of intense light streaking down like shooting stars!

All the restrictions, barriers, and formations burst forth like fireworks, flashing brilliant light, their momentary splendor instantly annihilated.

"How is this possible?"

Ling Mei groaned in agony, her face turning shockingly pale. The power within her felt as though it were being siphoned away, replaced by a deep, chilling terror.

Batume froze as well. Watching the Ultimate Sigil Tower slowly bear down upon them, his expression shifted dramatically, and he suddenly screamed: "Retreat!"

Instantly, everyone unleashed their power proficiencies, vanishing from the spot at maximum speed, fearing the crushing pressure of the Ultimate Sigil Tower.

"Boom!"

The Ultimate Sigil Tower settled like a giant mountain, leveling the uneven ruins of the palace beneath it, then halting its descent, standing erect like a solidified peak.

Shi Yan was stunned and couldn't help but cry out: "Magnificent!"

Ming Hao and the God Lord displayed expressions of astonishment, watching the tower land, their faces unnaturally drawn.

It seemed the Ultimate Sigil Tower was drawing power from the light canopy above, unleashing an earth-shattering force during its descent that instilled in both Ming Hao and the God Lord a sense of profound insignificance.

They exchanged a glance, recognizing the flicker of apprehension in the other's eyes; they knew that if they hadn't evaded it, being caught beneath that tower would have meant instant annihilation.

That power was more terrifying than heavenly might itself!

"How did you manage that?" Mei Ji’s beautiful eyes shimmered with extraordinary light. Her face broke into a wide smile, as if celebrating a festival, and she giggled sweetly, "Look at Ling Mei in that sorry state, just like a mangy gray dog. Truly amusing."

Ling Mei, having fled from beneath the tower, was indeed a mess, her clothes dusted with grime and her hair disheveled. The surrounding guards of the Xuantian Clan wore expressions of lingering horror, their gazes fixed on the Ultimate Sigil Tower with unconcealed fear.

Telega and Yebolu looked grim, seemingly shaken by the event.

"It seems the defenses you set up were useless, hehe. I thought you were much more formidable?" Mei Ji chuckled coyly, coiling her graceful body like a seductive serpent. She approached Ling Mei unhurriedly. "Come, let's have a proper fight. I want to see if you can truly defeat me."

As she spoke, a chilling coldness crept to the corners of Mei Ji’s mouth, her eyes frosted over.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

The stones beneath her feet froze and shattered into pieces. Ice shards sprayed outwards as her long hair whipped around her, resembling countless icy silver needles. The movement of her hair lent her a wild, chilling air. Suddenly, tens of thousands of tiny ice needles shot forth from her body.

She was the first to make a move!

"I'm in a hurry to get home, so I won't waste any more time," the God Lord strode forward, the light of the heavens condensing into a dazzling, kaleidoscopic Great World of Radiance, blindingly brilliant within.

A star-like sphere of golden light, as if cast from pure gold, flew out from his Primal Realm. The sphere rolled, crushing the space around it, hurtling toward Telega, Yebolu, and Fallon. Golden beams shot out like a porcupine shaking off its quills.

Telega, Yebolu, and Fallon—the three preeminent talents of the Seven Clans—were bathed in the golden illumination, appearing momentarily like statues of gold, their own pale yellow light dazzling.

"Pfft!"

Telega spat out a mouthful of blood as golden wounds erupted across his body, the blood flowing uncontrollably.

Yebolu and Fallon fared little better; they too were bleeding profusely, battered and wounded by the relentless golden light, instantly falling into a weakened state.

"Soul Devour!"

Shi Yan moved past the Ultimate Sigil Tower, murmuring softly as he walked. A black hole drifted out from between his brows, opening like a giant maw, sweeping toward Yebolu, Fallon, and Telega, ready to swallow their Soul Altars the moment they emerged, planning to consume them whole.

Seeing the black hole waver towards them, the three felt a surge of despair, knowing that escaping via their souls was impossible.

"You won't get away," the God Lord approached calmly, radiating immense light. Waves of sacred and martial radiance sliced down like sharp blades, meticulously carving the physical bodies of the three into pieces of bloody flesh.

Fallon was a cultivator of the third tier of Immortality, yet in the hands of the God Lord, she appeared utterly powerless.

With their bodies shredded, the three Soul Altars had no choice but to leave their mangled remains, emerging from the bloody abyss and desperately trying to flee.

The black hole emitted a fatal suction force aimed specifically at the Soul Altars. The three altars were bound as if by invisible ropes; no matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free, and one by one, they were pulled into the center of the black hole.

As the three altars entered the void, Shi Yan's soul felt a sensation of joyous, satisfying feasting; the two souls offered an incomparable sense of fulfillment.

"You all should join them on your way,"

The God Lord moved with composure. His figure shifted, and he reappeared beside the Xuantian Clan members behind Ling Mei. A world of light enveloped them, coalescing into the giant hand of a luminous deity that gripped the Xuantian guards tightly, crushing their divine bodies one by one.

Shi Yan's black hole smoothly drifted over, consuming the Soul Altars of the Xuantian guards as well, further increasing his feeling of exhilaration.

Meanwhile, his main body moved nimbly, like a swimming fish, shifting positions and coordinating with his Devouring Profundity to absorb the vital essence of the fallen divine bodies into his acupoints—he was quite occupied.

In a very short time, Telega’s group and the Xuantian guards were all dispatched by the God Lord alone. His expression remained indifferent as he shook his head, expressing mild regret: "They are a notch below Xuan He and Phillet. Truly flimsy fighters."

Fallon's cultivation realm was still the third tier of Immortality, slightly higher than Xuan He and Phillet, but her actual combat strength was clearly much weaker.

Of course, this was also because the God Lord had rested for a considerable period, gradually recovering his lost strength. Anyone who dared to stand against the Bloodthirsty One naturally possessed his own formidable power.

"If you want to kill me, you will pay a devastating price. Do you believe me?" On the other side, Batume's spherical body hovered in mid-air.

Massive tornadoes, one after another, swayed like gray, giant dragons beside him. These tornadoes connected heaven and earth, constantly churning and twisting, resembling columns of towering gray smoke—the tongues of demons that chilled the heart.

From the center of these tornadoes emanated an extremely peculiar fluctuation that even caused Ming Hao to frown.

Shi Yan concentrated his senses and noted: "That is Dark Energy! There is a trace of Dark Energy active in the center of the tornadoes. He is not a Domain Ancestor after all, so he can only operate a small amount of it and cannot fully grasp its true meaning. But it should still be quite powerful."

He paused, then warned: "He is preparing for a suicidal final gambit!"

Ming Hao sneered, coldly stating: "Compared to our Master back then, he is separated by a distance of a hundred thousand miles. A mere half-baked Dark Energy, and he thinks he can really turn the tide."

Saying this, Ming Hao's body refracted beams of light, and in an instant, countless giant mirrors materialized in the void. As the beams from Ming Hao's body struck these mirrors, they suddenly projected numerous different worlds, creating dozens of illusions.

Ming Hao already possessed countless clones, and with the reflection of these void mirrors, the sky filled with Ming Hao's presence—there were easily tens of thousands of figures.

The heavens were filled with Ming Hao! Ming Hao seemed to saturate every corner, like a human sea cornering Batume, as if tens of thousands of armies were assaulting him alone, making it impossible for Batume to distinguish reality from illusion.

Shi Yan observed for a while, then relaxed, returning his focus to absorbing the vital essence of death permeating the battlefield.

Through the marvelous combination of Soul Control, Cloning, and Space manipulation, Ming Hao had become the ultimate master of illusion in the world. Perhaps even a Domain Ancestor would find him troublesome, let alone the half-baked Batume.

"Brutal Ice Storm!"

On the other side, Mei Ji’s face was icy cold as she unleashed a devastating bombardment against Ling Mei.

Vast fields of ice storms erupted and shattered like crystal explosions, sending countless ice blades flying to create zones of detonation near Ling Mei.

Ling Mei seemed trapped in a pool of water, where surging currents formed layer upon layer of watery screens to defend against the might of the ice blasts.

Mei Ji sneered, pressing her attack step by step. Between them, more ice explosions detonated, as if countless explosives hidden within a glacier had suddenly shattered, scattering ice splinters and crystals. Dozens of meters of ice spears and spikes relentlessly stabbed towards the water pool.

Ling Mei, within the water pool, had a pale face, and the brilliance in her eyes gradually faded.

"Weren't you quite aggressive when you suppressed me earlier?" Mei Ji mocked coldly. "If not for the injury I sustained internally, leaving my divine power at only fifty percent, when would you, Ling Mei, ever have defeated me? Now that we are on relatively equal footing, shouldn't you just be confined to a small corner, unable to move?"

Ling Mei gritted her teeth, meeting the gaze with cold silence.

"Let me tell you something quietly," Mei Ji advanced and lowered her voice. "Do you know what your greatest failure was?"

Ling Mei looked bewildered.

"You should have listened to Tu Shiqi and his wife. You should have wholeheartedly sought favor with Shi Yan. That way, you could have obtained the Ultimate Sigil Tower. Because Shi Yan, alone, cannot refine any Source Talismans even if he holds the tower; only the Seven Clans possess that foundation. Your greed in trying to seize it means you gain nothing, and you will die here. How utterly ridiculous. You think you are clever, but you are merely congratulating yourself on your own foolishness. That is why you are destined to be inferior to me, and will never surpass me—in terms of strength, mind, or judgment!" Mei Ji declared arrogantly.

"Pffft, pffft!"

Ice shards pierced through, shattering the layers of water screens, finally striking Ling Mei.

Ling Mei's body shook violently, blood oozed from her waist, and the luster in her eyes dimmed further.

Mei Ji continued her relentless assault without mercy, perfectly executing the subtleties of the Ice Profundity, continuously bombarding the water pool.

Shi Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, glancing at Ling Mei, knowing she was doomed. He then looked toward Batume and said, "God Lord, if you wish to return quickly, hurry up and finish off Batume. Don't waste everyone's time."

The God Lord snorted, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped into the fantastical space created by Ming Hao.

Not long after, the sound of Batume's miserable cries could be heard; it seemed his end was also near.

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