In the Primeval Era, Huang was universally acknowledged as the supreme powerhouse, his combat prowess unmatched. Even the embodiment of evil, Shi, admitted defeat when facing him in battle. Huang’s sheer might has since become an undefeated legend.
Solon was a powerhouse of the new era, a mysterious entity predating the Ten Ancestors of the Domains, who cultivated the rare mystery of Fate.
In the eyes of figures like Hantian and Youyu, Solon was the strongest and most unfathomable being of this age, possessing infinite potential.
Now, Huang and Solon finally confront each other—the paramount figures of the old era and the new—seemingly harboring an old grudge!
Solon held a book in one hand and gently pressed the last page with the other, smiling faintly as he spoke, “The vast cosmos, the infinite void, the threads of destiny for all living beings—there is only one person whose path I cannot grasp or capture. And you, though unrivaled in combat strength, are not that person. As long as I can touch your thread of destiny, you are destined to lose to me!”
“Is that so?” Huang sneered, gazing deeply at him. “I’d like to test that theory.”
“You may try,” Solon also smiled, a sound of genuine merriment.
Amidst the laughter, the patterns of fate materialized in his palm, like a blooming, aberrant flower, pressing toward the final page of the scripture, toward the thickest, longest, and most resilient thread!
Thrum!
Within Huang’s soul imprint, a sound like a tightening lyre string resonated—an ineffable, piercing pain surged from the depths of his soul, instantly spreading through his mind, his sea of consciousness, his sacrificial altar, and seeping into his Domain.
Every living creature within the Huang Domain—warriors of all races, whether mortal or beast—felt an agonizing throbbing in their heads!
It was as if a single thread of Huang’s soul pierced the mind of every being in the Huang Domain. Those beings would share Huang’s headache, and they would perish if his soul were destroyed.
Even the beings residing deep within the Sea of Void, on the Tianyan Continent and within the Yunmeng Domain—Kaxiu’en, Lianna, Feilan, the Blood Demon, Yang Qingdi, and other experts—felt a sharp pain in their minds and their complexions changed, for they were born in the Huang Domain and carried a mystical imprint in their souls.
Alas, they did not know what had transpired.
Solon pressed against that grey thread and smiled faintly, “If I were to sever this thread, your soul imprint would be incomplete, and you would perish. Do you believe me?”
A flicker of horror crossed Huang’s face. He furrowed his brow deeply and instinctively touched the top of his head. “The Mystery of Fate is indeed wondrous, especially since you have fused the Origin of Fate, allowing you to precisely seize the branching lines of sentient destiny. Not bad, you are truly formidable. Much stronger than I anticipated…”
Just as Solon began to smile with satisfaction, Huang abruptly shifted his tone: “But can you sever my thread of destiny? If you could, why haven't you done so sooner? When you first fused the Origin of Fate, you should have attempted it then if you possessed the capability!”
Saying this, Huang let out a cold shout, clenched his fist, and hammered it toward Solon’s Wheel of Destiny.
As Huang’s fist seal emerged, the sharpness of gold, the heat of fire, and the solidity of the earth—three Origin powers condensed together. In the center of the fist seal, an ancient tree suddenly sprouted, lush and verdant, brimming with surging life energy.
Boom!
The fist seal struck the Wheel of Destiny. The mysteries of Life, Gold, Fire, and Earth erupted simultaneously, the unimaginable force shaking the Wheel of Destiny violently. The rim let out a shrill cry, as if in fear, and abruptly retracted beneath Solon’s feet.
When the Wheel of Destiny was heavily struck, a section of Solon’s chest visibly caved in.
He felt the blow keenly, as if his divine body had been directly impacted, and two streaks of blood immediately seeped from the corner of his mouth; his face paled noticeably.
“Sever it for me, then?” Huang retracted his fist. The ancient tree of life emerged from his lower abdomen, growing rapidly, its dense branches forming natural armor covering his entire body. “I haven't even fought you in my true form, and you are already wounded. Your human body is far too frail. Do you even deserve to converse with me?”
Huang’s expression turned icy, radiating an unparalleled, domineering aura. “I have dominated an entire era; I have seen every manner of entity. Your realm attainment is extraordinary, and your mysteries are profound and exquisite, but your divine body is too weak—that is your greatest flaw. To challenge me in a mere human form is sheer fantasy.”
As he spoke, Huang tapped his brow, and clusters of dark green thunder orbs rolled forth, bearing the world-destroying aura of Annihilation Thunder, surging toward Solon with a deafening roar.
Those thunder orbs could annihilate all soul consciousness. Once they penetrated Solon’s sacrificial altar, his sea of consciousness, soul pool, and main soul would be instantly obliterated, leaving no thought remaining in the universe.
“The reason I did not immediately attack you after fusing the Origin of Fate is that I knew it wouldn't be enough,” Solon shouted calmly as the thunder orbs descended. “Stop them all! Focus all your strength on annihilating his true body! I will bind his thread of destiny!”
With those words, Solon finally consolidated all his power. The Wheel of Destiny beneath his feet suddenly transformed into a magnificent ring, which slid onto his index finger. That finger seemed like a divine hand capable of plucking the web of fate, and he pressed it onto Huang’s thread of destiny.
Crack!
Suddenly, an incomparable binding force erupted from within Huang’s mind. Billions of tentacles, formless chains, and nets surged forth simultaneously, knotting Huang’s soul fast.
All of Huang’s divine and formidable mysteries became stagnant, unable to unleash their exquisite potential fully.
Yuan, Hantian, Youyu, Rupert, Mandis, Dracula, the Dragon Lizard Ancestor, and other experts, following Solon’s command, charged toward Huang like a pack of ferocious, maddened beasts, heedless of death.
Yuan transformed into his true form; the Dragon Lizard Ancestor assumed his true body; Youyu released all his malevolent spirits; Hantian coalesced into a giant of flame…
At the cost of burning their life force and souls, these experts unleashed their most core mystery powers. At this moment, the momentum and might they generated could instantly erase a Domain, perhaps even shatter the Sea of Void once more—this power was tantamount to world-ending force!
“Roar!”
Huang suddenly roared, spitting blood as he struggled violently. He instantly transformed into the form of the Ancient Giant Dragon. From the crevices between his ghastly scales, vibrant branches of life actually sprouted—the ancient tree of life coiled around his dragon head and horns, deeply embedded in his flesh and bone.
A surge of overwhelming, tangible, fierce aura erupted, causing the ferocious speed of the charging Yuan and the others to slow down drastically, as if they were entangled by ten thousand giant dragons.
However, at this moment, the power of Yuan, Hantian, Youyu, and Rupert had reached its absolute peak, fueled even by the burning of their souls and lives. The terrifying power formed by their mysteries burst forth, bombarding the colossal dragon body relentlessly.
The entirety of the cosmic ocean’s water, condensed into droplets heavier than a billion mountains, with the Mystery of Water evolving within each droplet into a world of water, pressed down upon Huang’s dragon form.
Hantian, like a giant of flame, roared as streams of flowing light imbued with his life and soul consciousness intensely burned upon Huang’s physical body.
Youyu’s intrinsic evil spirits, refined over tens of thousands of years, shrieked like ancient demonic gods, tearing at Huang’s flesh…
Yuan, Hantian, Youyu, Rupert, and the others were all at the peak of the Second Heaven of Domain Ancestor realm. The strongest attacks they launched now, by burning their soul and life, were comparable to the furious assault of a Third Heaven Domain Ancestor expert. With Solon restraining Huang’s soul, Huang could not focus his full strength. He roared and thrashed under the barrage of attacks, and bloodstains and wounds began to appear on the dragon body.
“The reason I didn’t strike you immediately after fusing the Origin of Fate is that I knew if you could concentrate fully to resist me, I would indeed be unable to sever your thread of destiny,” Solon said, holding the thick Book of Destiny, his finger adorned with the Ring of Destiny, touching one of the massive, grey, dragon-like threads. “So I didn’t act right away. Starting with Youyu, I enslaved one expert after another, gaining control of Yuan. I even gave him time to fuse the Origin of Water. I prepared for this long period specifically so that when I attacked your soul, they could help me shatter your true body…”
Solon smiled. “Just like now: your soul and body are subjected to a dual siege. If either side yields, you will perish. I want to see if you are truly so formidable that you can withstand the combined assaults of every powerhouse in the universe!”
Yuan, Hantian, Youyu, Rupert, Mandis, Dracula, the Dragon Lizard Ancestor, and the others were indeed the absolute peak powerhouses in the Star Sea, the most terrifying living entities, coupled with Solon wielding the power of Destiny. This collective force was truly inescapable!
What Huang faced was genuinely the most powerful offensive in the entire Star Sea. Facing the dual attack on his soul and body, Solon utterly disregarded the lives of Yuan, Hantian, and the others, allowing them to tear at Huang’s flesh at the cost of burning their souls and lives. The ferocity of this fearless charge was almost unimaginable.
Solon and Huang had originally been focused on Shi Yan, viewing him as the greatest threat to their lives. However, due to their prior enmity, the moment they met, they immediately engaged in fierce combat.
It was the most intense battle imaginable!
“Resisting the powerhouses of an entire era single-handedly? I’ve done it before!” A universe-shattering roar erupted from Huang in his Ancient Giant Dragon form. “In the Primeval Era, I could contend with the powerful beings who ruled heaven and earth. In this era, I still can!”
Amidst the bellowing, the body of the Giant Dragon Huang writhed madly. Amidst splattering blood, countless thunder orbs, balls of fire, torrential rains, shards of ice, and the sacred brilliance of condensed mysteries shot out from the gaps in his scales, mixed with blood. These overwhelmingly dense energies formed an impact that shattered the void.
It was a bizarre shockwave!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The experts surrounding him—Hantian, Youyu, Rupert, the Dragon Lizard Ancestor, and even Yuan—were treated like targets cornered by primeval, savage dragons. They were viciously torn at and sent flying back by the impact, each one ripped open and utterly demoralized.
“You have quite a few numbers, but regrettably, only Yuan’s fighting strength is worth mentioning. If you could have enslaved Hui and Shi as well, perhaps I truly could not resist. But relying on these few to kill me is not enough!” Huang roared, tilting his dragon head high. From his dragon horns and the ancient tree of life, a Star of Life, condensed from their respective mysteries, suddenly materialized.
The Star of Life, at a glance, resembled the ancient Huang Continent. After the Huang Continent condensed, Huang roared, and the Star of Life rolled down toward Solon.
A surge of potent life intent immediately locked onto Solon. The target of the Star of Life was him!
Solon had spied upon the Huang Domain for many years and knew exactly what the Huang Continent signified—it was the terrifying weapon Huang had forged while dormant over these years! Seeing the Star of Life rolling toward him, Solon felt a shock of alarm for the first time, and the hand holding the Book of Destiny grew somewhat flustered.
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