And behind the large man in red, a figure slowly appeared—it was Mo Han, who had been absent for so long. But now, Mo Han’s face was ashen, and a terrifying aura emanated from him, pressing down on the large man in red without reservation.

Even a master like the large man in red exhibited a slight, unnatural tremor under the pressure of this aura, but as a powerhouse, he quickly regained his composure. He looked at Mo Han before him and sneered, "Well, have you seen your friend yet?

Are you feeling utterly helpless and regretful now? Hahahaha..." Hearing the large man in red's words, Mo Han’s expression grew even more sorrowful.

A naked surge of anger flashed in his eyes, fixated on the man in red before him, only to swiftly transform into a wave of intense killing intent. Seeing Mo Han's expression, Bai Ling, who stood nearby, also felt a pang of sadness.

It seemed things had indeed turned out as she had feared; Latin and the others must have met with misfortune, otherwise Mo Han would not have emerged alone, his face a mask of grief and rage. Yet, the large man in red acted as if he hadn't noticed Mo Han's fury.

As a peak Divine-level expert, how could he be intimidated by Mo Han, who had only just stepped onto the threshold of the Divine realm? Moreover, Mo Han's strength was clearly inferior to his own, so the large man in red paid no heed to Mo Han's killing intent.

The large man in red seemed only more pleased upon seeing Mo Han's sorrowful expression. He continued speaking, "Kid, you don't need to look at me like that.

It should be considered their great fortune to have the honor of dying by my hand. I don't kill just anyone; those with low strength don't even qualify to die by my hand, you understand?" "I will kill you, and you will be buried with my brothers." Mo Han stared intently at his opponent.

He slowly uttered a chilling phrase, and as his words concluded, a fiery red staff materialized in his hand, replacing the Light Holy Sword he had been holding moments before. Mo Han understood clearly.

His martial skill level was certainly no match for the large man in red, who had long since reached the peak of the Divine realm, even if he possessed the Light Holy Sword, for the opponent wielded a Bloodthirsty Demonic Sword capable of countering it. Given his current strength, he simply stood no chance against the man in red.

The gap in power between the Divine realm and the Saint realm was far from negligible; it was akin to a Great Swordsman dreaming of defeating a Sword Saint. There was no possibility of a Saint-level master defeating a Divine-level master.

Although the difference in rank was just one level, the disparity in strength was immense. No miracle would occur.

This was why Mo Han planned to counter the opponent using his own magical prowess, which had also reached the Divine level. After all, he was now a God of Magic, standing on the same tier as his foe.

Even if his raw power was less, with the assistance of Dick and Bai Ling behind him, there was still a chance to secure victory. The large man in red noticed the staff in Mo Han's hand, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

He spoke, "I didn't expect you to still have this magic staff. You truly surprise me.

Good, I'll kill you today, and all these weapons will be mine, ha ha." Mo Han paid the man no mind and addressed Dick behind him, "I need some time; try your best to keep him occupied." With that said, Mo Han immediately cast several enhancement spells—like acceleration and evasion—upon Dick. The magic cast by a God of Magic like Mo Han was naturally a level higher than anything Bai Ling had cast before.

The large man in red saw through Mo Han's plan and let out a cold snort. He knew that this seemingly insignificant Demigod Beast possessed a Battle Qi immunity that gave him, a Divine Beast, a major headache.

Being tied up by Dick would indeed be troublesome, and combined with Mo Han, the God of Magic, the situation would become truly perilous. Realizing this, the large man in red abandoned all pretense of grace and shot forward like a streak of red light toward Mo Han.

Dick, having received Mo Han's request, met the charge without hesitation, transforming into a flash of golden light to intercept the red streak in mid-air. A fierce aerial battle immediately erupted.

Seeing this, Mo Han flew without hesitation to Bai Ling's side and said, "I will try to break his domain; help me." Saying this, Mo Han began to chant rapidly: "Scattered across every corner of the world, Twelve Spirits who acclaim me as King, in the name of my supreme glorious God of Magic, I summon you! Lend me the power of all creation, restore the glory of the sun and moon!

Let this great radiance become the key to guide you, opening the gate of obstacles before me, creating a realm of endless destruction and shattering! Break down all obstacles surrounding me—Spatial Rupture!" As Mo Han's incantation unfurled, countless rays of iridescent light burst forth from all directions, forcefully piercing the spatial domain set up by the large man in red.

The lights surged towards Mo Han, forming dazzling beams that continuously shone upon the space surrounding Mo Han and Bai Ling, instantly enveloping them. Bai Ling, standing at the heart of the light, distinctly felt the surrounding magical elements vanish, only to reappear around her, intensely concentrated by the irradiation of the seven-colored light—far denser than the ambient magical elements in the original space.

Mo Han knew he couldn't completely shatter the opponent's formidable domain. Even though he was a God of Magic, the disparity between him and the large man in red, who had long since advanced to the Divine realm, was significant.

Even exerting his full power, he doubted he could completely dismantle the domain. Therefore, Mo Han opted for a secondary strategy: concentrated breakthroughs within the domain, carving out several channels to allow the magical elements from outside the domain to flow continuously into the Divine Domain via the paths he created.

It was like introducing several small streams into a vast, dry field from the outside, naturally irrigating the entire area. While slower, this method proved highly effective, completely neutralizing the influence of the Divine Domain on himself and Bai Ling.

Seeing this, Bai Ling truly grasped the terrifying potential of a God of Magic and deeply admired Mo Han. To conceive of such an effortless yet highly effective spell in such a short time was remarkable.

Of course, this required a foundation of strength—the necessary power to tear open the domain's defenses. Bai Ling knew that even if she had thought of the spell, she could never have succeeded; the gap between Saint and Divine strength was an undeniable fact.

Since Mo Han was already a master ranked alongside the large man in red, tearing open even a corner of the Divine Domain established by the opponent was hardly difficult for him. What astonished Bai Ling further was Mo Han's ability to summon such dense magical elements within the field of a Sword God.

This drastically increased the speed and power of any subsequent spell casting, explaining why the large man in red had been so wary of Mo Han's abilities as a God of Magic. The man in red knew well that if a true God of Magic were given enough time to weave top-tier spells, the resulting power would be world-shatteringly terrifying—even a Sword God would certainly lose.

In the face of Nature's supreme might, even a Sword God could not resist. However, the higher the level of magic, the longer the casting time required.

As long as the opponent was prevented from gathering enough time to cast spells, even a God of Magic was no different from ordinary mages. This was why the large man in red had attacked Mo Han immediately, seeking to prevent him from casting his spells.

It was unexpected that Mo Han had Dick nearby, a freak with Battle Qi immunity that perfectly countered his strengths. Thankfully, he possessed the Bloodthirsty Demonic Sword, which offered some countermeasure against Dick.

But with the aid of Mo Han's enhancement magic, Dick's strength and speed had increased significantly. While the large man in red wasn't certain of defeat, defeating Dick would still take time.

The man in red knew that if Mo Han were given sufficient time to weave his ultimate magic, defeat for the man in red was inevitable. With this thought, the large man in red intensified his assault on Dick, striving to defeat him in the shortest time possible to address Mo Han.

If he could eliminate the troublesome Dick before Mo Han finished casting, then Mo Han posed virtually no threat. And the power unleashed by a Divine-level expert operating at full capacity was undeniably terrifying.

Even Dick, being a Demigod Beast with Battle Qi immunity, began to feel immense pressure; his maneuvering space was constantly shrinking, and it seemed likely he would be defeated soon if the situation continued. If things proceeded along this trajectory, Dick would certainly not last until the time Mo Han required.

Seeing this, Mo Han showed no signs of anxiety, calmly requesting Bai Ling to assist Dick with some magic. At this point, the large man in red finally understood why Mo Han had prioritized aiding Bai Ling first, instead of immediately unleashing his Divine Incantations against him.

Mo Han knew that even with Dick's help, they couldn't hold out for long. However, with Bai Ling, a peak Saint Magister, assisting, the situation changed entirely.

Even if they couldn't defeat the large man in red, the high-level spells Bai Ling could cast would pose a significant threat to him. While Bai Ling's magic might lack the power to kill the man in red, causing him injury would not be difficult.

Bai Ling also grasped Mo Han's intention: he wasn't relying on a brute-force setup to overwhelm Dick; he just needed her to buy time. Otherwise, Mo Han wouldn't have cast those initial spells to increase the density of magical elements in the surrounding space to aid her.

Therefore, Bai Ling didn't start by casting time-consuming Forbidden Curses. Instead, she focused on high-level single-target attack spells.

This reduced the raw power of individual spells but greatly increased their frequency. Combined with the magic Mo Han cast, which effectively boosted Bai Ling's casting speed and power, and the fact that she was using composite magic she specialized in—such as Wind magic combined with Fire magic to enhance the speed and power of the fire spells—these high-level attacks became far more potent than ordinary high-level spells.

Though these refined high-level spells couldn't match true Forbidden Curses or truly wound the Divine-level large man in red, they were not to be underestimated. Being struck by Bai Ling's improved composite magic would certainly give him trouble.

Consequently, the large man in red was forced to divert some of his focus to defending against Bai Ling. With Bai Ling's assistance, every now and then a high-level single-target spell would fly toward him, forcing him to intercept, which marginally slowed his overall pace.

Aided by Bai Ling, Dick gradually stabilized his position, avoiding immediate defeat. Mo Han, knowing that time was fleeting, wasted no moment in quickly erecting several defensive barriers in front of himself.

Seeing everything unfolding according to his plan, Mo Han finally felt his heart settle. He continuously gathered the magical elements around him, preparing for the forthcoming Divine Incantations.

As Mo Han's magic progressed, the channels connecting to the Divine Domain instantly widened considerably. With the frantic surge of magical elements pouring in, the magic density in the space around Mo Han reached a terrifying level.

Sensing the moment was ripe, Mo Han immediately began chanting slowly without hesitation: "Gentle whispering breeze to the raging storm..." "The azure, clear ocean..." Throughout the entire Divine Domain, an unexpected drizzle began to fall. "The fiercely burning flame..." The sky above the Divine Domain gradually took on a faint reddish hue.

"The calm, steady earth..." Immediately, the ground within the domain began to shake slightly. Each line of Mo Han’s incantation was extremely slow, yet the appearance of every phrase caused a shift in the scenery within the Divine Domain.

Although Mo Han’s voice was not loud, everyone within the domain could clearly hear every word. The large man in red’s expression changed dramatically.

While several spells could alter the appearance of heaven and earth, those incantations capable of causing spatial changes within a single line were exceedingly rare. Even the legendary 'Great Prophecy Curse,' one of the most powerful ultimate Divine Incantations of the Light Divine Race, achieved such an effect.

Such spells, which shouldn't exist in this world and were capable of devastating lands, were utterly impossible for Mo Han, a newly ascended God of Magic, to unleash. These ultimate Divine Incantations demanded a terrifying amount of magical energy; even at the level of a God of Magic, casting such a spell was impossible.

Though Mo Han's spell wasn't as bizarre as the 'Great Prophecy Curse' that shifted the entire sky's color, its ability to influence the space within the Divine Domain was terrifying enough. The large man in red understood that these magical scene changes were occurring inside his Divine Domain.

He knew that the Divine Domain was supposed to have already severely weakened the magical elements everywhere except immediately around Mo Han. Yet, Mo Han remained unaffected, summoning countless magical elements from the external space.

To achieve this effect, no power other than the legendary top-tier Divine Incantations would suffice; even common Divine Incantations were inadequate. Everything before him clearly demonstrated that Mo Han was indeed invoking one of those few supreme Divine Incantations.

Although the large man in red knew, based on Mo Han's known power, that he couldn't possibly sustain the magical cost, perhaps being drained dry and turning into a husk before the spell could even complete, Mo Han continued to chant without hesitation. The large man in red couldn't fathom what gave Mo Han the immunity against the backlash of such magic.

He saw the clear signs of a mad drain on Mo Han's magical reserves, yet Mo Han pressed on. A sudden, absurd notion struck the large man in red: perhaps this recently ascended God of Magic could actually perform a miracle and cast this terrifying spell.

If he succeeded, the man in red would surely be annihilated. With that realization, the large man in red resolved that regardless of whether Mo Han succeeded, he could not be allowed to chant in peace.

With a loud cry, the large man in red forced Dick back. Then, a great pressure erupted from a massive flash of red light.

When the light dispersed, both Bai Ling and Dick saw that the human-shaped figure had transformed into an enormous, blazing Phoenix of Fire, seemingly eclipsing half the sky. Fierce flames continuously burned around the Fire Phoenix’s body.

The intense, white-hot flames caused even the especially fire-resistant black trees in the Death Forest below to emit wisps of smoke, suggesting they were on the verge of combustion. This indicated the horrifying temperature of those flames.

Mo Han's five-tiered magic previously failed to ignite those trees, yet the flames emanating from the Fire Phoenix could influence the trees below—how terrifying must that heat be? Dick was the first to be unable to withstand the abnormal heat and quickly retreated far beyond the Fire Phoenix’s sphere of influence.

Though Dick was immune to Battle Qi, he was not immune to flames imbued with magical elements, so he had no choice but to flee. Bai Ling, protected within the magic barrier, couldn't gauge the exact temperature of the flames, but the surrounding phenomena, combined with the rapid depletion of magical energy over her shield, made the terrifying heat perfectly clear.

Originally, the large man in red had planned to reserve his ultimate trump card—transforming into his true form—until Mo Han was halfway through his spell. This way, Dick would pose no threat, and the surprisingly powerful Saint Magister would be no match for him.

At that point, Mo Han's spell would likely be halfway done. A God of Magic could absolutely not halt a Divine Incantation midway, or he would suffer a lethal backlash from the spell’s terrifying power; even a God of Magic would surely die.

But now, he had no need to worry about such sequencing. The large man in red knew that once these top-tier Divine Incantations began, there was no possibility of stopping them unless the caster welcomed death by backlash.

Furthermore, the large man in red attacked early for another reason: if Mo Han were to be consumed by the backlash halfway through the spell, the resulting explosion would be so devastating that even the attacker himself might be caught in the crossfire. This motivated the early move against Mo Han.

Witnessing this sudden transformation, Bai Ling was greatly startled. While she had considered the possibility of him reverting to his true form to fight her, she hadn't anticipated it would be a Fire Phoenix.

The flames imbued with magical elements surrounding the Phoenix were something Dick simply could not endure. Realizing this, Bai Ling had no choice but to order Dick to hide inside her magic shield, lest he be roasted alive by the extreme heat.

Mo Han, who was still casting his magic, naturally saw this spectacle and was inwardly shocked. However, he understood that he had crossed the point of no return.

If he stopped his magic now, he would immediately die from the backlash; he had to persist. All Mo Han could do now was hope that Bai Ling and the others could stall long enough for him to complete the spell.

That slim hope represented their only chance of victory. Though he knew the probability was low, choosing to persist was better than passively accepting death.

Any fool would make the same choice. "By the resonance of the Four Great Elements, great divinity..."

Unwittingly, Mo Han also began to accelerate the casting speed of his magic. Although this brought considerable danger, Mo Han could no longer afford to care, hoping only to unleash his spell before Bai Ling and the others failed.

The stout man in red, who had already transformed into a colossal Fire Phoenix, showed no haste. He merely fixed his enormous eyes upon Mo Han and the others, speaking with a triumphant sneer, "Boy, do you truly believe you still have a chance? You never expected I possessed this trump card, did you? Hahaha. You are not bad, managing to force me to revert to my true form to fight you."

"But this will be your final moment. This day next year will mark your demise. As for this little girl, rest assured, I will certainly attend to her properly myself, hahaha..."

The words of the stout man in red carried an indescribable lewdness. His intention in doing this was precisely to enrage Mo Han deliberately. If successful, Mo Han would naturally be unable to concentrate on controlling his magic.

The moment Mo Han slipped up, he would surely suffer a backlash from the magic's power; then, without the stout man lifting a finger, Mo Han would be as good as dead. Moreover, the stout man in red was genuinely unnerved by Mo Han's continuous string of astonishing moves. Who knew what other gambits Mo Han still held in reserve? Defeating the opponent without exerting himself was, naturally, the best course of action.

Yet, Mo Han seemed as if he hadn't heard a word the man spoke, continuing his steady incantation. How could Mo Han not grasp the stout man's intentions? Deception was Mo Han's forte, and he certainly wouldn't be provoked by a few words from the stout man in red.

Seeing that Mo Han was not falling for the trap, the stout man in red had no choice but to abandon his plan and prepare for a direct assault. The gigantic Fire Phoenix suddenly flapped its immense wings, and instantly, countless massive fireballs rained down as if from the sky, soaring away from the Phoenix's body and hurtling toward the spot where Mo Han and the others stood.

Although reverting to his true form allowed the stout man in red to eliminate the troublesome opponent, Dick, and significantly boosted his overall power, the sheer size of the Fire Phoenix meant it could no longer execute the precise maneuvers it managed in its humanoid shape. It could only rely on these wide-area attacks against Mo Han and his companions.

Leaping forward.