Due to being within the Mana Void, John was reduced to a strong ordinary person, completely powerless to resist Absolute Copy.
Thus, a ring quickly appeared in Owen's hand.
Owen imdiately probed his consciousness into John's storage ring.
Armant rge!
He quickly found the special secret technique taught by Ymir.
Seeing this, a broad smile spread across Owen's face.
Such a unique and powerful secret technique was finally his!
Ignoring the retreating John, Owen waved his hand, and the Order of Thunder and Order of
Fire flew out from his forehead like two ancient runes, hovering above his head.
They intertwined, each emitting a silver-white and crimson light curtain.
As the runes rotated, the light curtains gradually rged, forming a barrier exuding a dangerous aura.
The space showed slight scorch marks, as if the barrier had divided it into two worlds.
After ensuring his protection, Owen imdiately began studying and comprehending Armant rge!
Soon, Owen understood the cultivation thod of Armant rge.
It was unique and carried certain risks.
The more powerful the staff, the greater the changes and backlash encountered during fusion. However, once successfully fused, the boost to tier and strength was imnse!
Without hesitation, Owen took out the Godslayer Staff from the storage ring, placing it before him.
He then began channeling mana elents into the Godslayer Staff according to the Armant rge technique, while also infusing his mind power into the staff, attempting to refine and rge it right there.
John, who had retreated earlier, suddenly felt a sense of relief as familiar mana once again gathered around him.
He breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly noticed the barrier occupying half of the arena. Because it was ford by the Order of Thunder and Order of Fire, he could only vaguely see Owen sitting cross-legged inside, seemingly cultivating.
The more John observed Owen's cultivation thod, the more familiar it seed to him. "Isn't this the cultivation thod for Armant rge?" John thought, stunned.
He had spent a long ti training in it, so the technique was deeply imprinted in his mory. How did Owen also know it?
His face darkened, and he suddenly launched an attack on the barrier.
teor-like magical orbs, summoned by him, descended from the sky with long flaming tails, crashing heavily on top of the barrier.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was as if powerful explosives were detonating, causing the entire barrier to shake slightly.
The rotation speed of the thunder and fire slowed a bit.
Chaotic mana clashed with the space, creating countless sparks and deafening booms, sending waves of force rippling outward.
The arena's surface buckled and shattered into rings of debris, as if plowed.
However, John's magical teors only slightly disturbed the barrier, not affecting Owen inside at all.
Facing the spreading shockwaves, John grimly watched the seemingly indestructible barrier. He then channeled the abundant magic within him and launched another attack on the barrier. "Break for !" John roared, his face contorted with rage, veins bulging.
Mana within a radius of tens of ters began to boil violently, transforming into elents of earth, fire, wind, and water, madly bombarding the barrier.
However, the rotating [Order] on the barrier and the descending light curtains remained as an unchanging, eternal presence.
Despite the relentless attacks, the barrier stood firm.
Seeing John's intense emotional upheaval, Ymir grew anxious.
She had noticed that Owen had seemingly used so domain power and even copied the ring
from John's hand, now cultivating Armant rge inside the barrier.
If Owen successfully completed his cultivation, John's chances of victory would be exceedingly slim.
However, with the contract ring in Owen's possession, Ymir was bound to protect him and could not intervene. As John's repeated attacks began to lose power and he sought help, Ymir could only shake her head and communicate telepathically.
"There are many powerful individuals here with highly sensitive perceptions. I cannot act. Moreover, the barrier ford by the two Orders is not easily broken..."
Hearing this, John's heart sank to the bottom. His greatest trump card was Ymir.
In the past, he had relied on Ymir's help and guidance to escape life-and-death situations.
Now, Owen's strength and techniques were so bizarre that even John's confidence in his victory wavered.
The best chance now was to break the barrier.
He could see that Owen was at the critical mont of cultivating Armant rge!
As long as he broke the barrier, even if he didn't attack further, Owen might suffer a backlash.
In the midst of John's increasingly desperate attacks, Owen, within the barrier, slowly closed his eyes.
The Godslayer Staff, placed before him, was gradually transforming into a dark golden water sphere under the guidance of his mana and mind power.
The water sphere floated before him, exuding a divine pressure that seed to crush the surrounding space! Even as the owner of the Godslayer Staff, Owen felt imnse pressure, subtly rejecting his spirit.
Owen knew that he had reached the most critical juncture. Steadying his mind, he bore the imnse divine pressure and forcibly absorbed the dark golden water sphere into his body. The golden water sphere, imbued with divine pressure, caused a burning pain just by touching Owen's skin.
His skin broke out in goosebumps, and the stinging pain made him instinctively want to stop. But Owen's mind power far surpassed that of an ordinary mage. Enduring the increasing pain, he persevered through the ordeal.
"What is Owen doing?"
"I don't know, it seems like he's preparing to rge with the Godslayer Staff. His aura fluctuates, and if it weren't for the barrier, I would think he had already lost control."
"Now it's getting harder and harder to see through Owen. But if this keeps up, his barrier will
eventually be broken, and Owen will be in danger..."
Many people didn't understand Owen's intentions.
They were whispering among themselves when suddenly, a wave of violent energy surged
from within the barrier, shooting straight into the sky!
The barrier, which had remained unbreakable under John's attacks, was suddenly pierced by
this energy.
The two [Order] runes flew back into Owen's body. Imdiately, the energy wave grew even more terrifying, churning the clouds above into a swirling storm and bringing down a
suffocating, terrifying pressure.
What is that...
Without the interference of the barrier, everyone could clearly see what was happening inside.
The liquid form of the Godslayer Staff had completely rged into Owen's body. His skin was now covered in a black glow, as hard as indestructible black gold.
His skin, flesh, and bones were pitch black, emitting an aura of invincibility. Obsidify successfully broke through to level 3, reaching the Obsidian Bone stage!
This advancent greatly enhanced Owen's physical strength. Simultaneously, the system's
voice sounded.
"Congratulations, Host, on obtaining a new passive skill-Supre of All."
"Supre of All?"
Owen's eyes widened as he carefully examined it. This passive skill had no levels, and its description was simple-Supre staff, king of all thods, unrivaled in a lifeti! After reading it, Owen felt that this description was much more abstract than the system's
other introductions.
Even Owen couldn't understand the specific function of this passive skill. Reflecting carefully, he recalled that the original work didn't ntion this passive skill either. However, since it was a new passive skill resulting from the breakthrough of Obsidify and the fusion with the Godslayer Staff, it had to be extraordinary.
"How did you acquire this skill?!"
At this mont, John, having cald his agitated aura, stared intently at Owen.
Judging by Owen's current aura change, he was definitely cultivating Armant rge!
But this skill was clearly an exclusive secret of Ymir's family!
"How I got it is none of your business," Owen replied, giving John a sideways glance and
shaking his head slightly.
Previously, John was not a match for him even with this skill. Now that Owen had learned it
too, he feared John even less.
Owen's disdain was evident, making the ever-proud John burn with endless rage.
"Although I don't know how you learned this technique, your quick breakthrough ans your foundation is as weak as floating duckweed. This ti, I won't hold back!"
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