"Good!"
The three nodded heavily.
Ethan's terrifying display had already caused them devastating losses. For a mont, the thought of retreat had surfaced in their hearts.
But temptation outweighed fear.
As Lucas had said, if Ethan could be slain tonight, the road ahead would be clear.
If he survived, with his monstrous growth rate, surpassing them was only a matter of ti.
When that day ca, none of them would be spared.
"Very good. It seems you have made your choice."
Ethan's lips curved faintly.
The next instant, his figure vanished.
Lucas and the others imdiately raised their heads.
Ethan stood high above them.
"Supre Prisoner's Heavenly Lock!"
His hands ford seals swiftly.
Countless golden chains descended from the sky like divine punishnt, wrapping around Lucas and the others in an instant.
"What?!"
Divine power surged violently from Lucas and the other Ultimate Supres as they launched attacks at the descending chains.
Yet no matter how fiercely they struck, the thick golden chains did not budge.
The mont their divine power touched the chains, it lted away.
Bang bang bang!
Every attack that collided with the chains dissolved into dazzling mist, like a burst bubble releasing a faint, powerless sound.
"What kind of technique is this?"
"Why are our attacks ineffective?!"
A gray blue spear appeared in Lucas' hand. It was a holy grade spiritual weapon.
He thrust it forward repeatedly, stabbing at the golden chains.
After the first failed strike, he swung again and again.
Dozens of moves fell in rapid succession.
The sharp spear struck relentlessly, but only caused the chains to tremble slightly. They remained intact.
"Ethan is rely an Upper Supre physical cultivator. How can he display such a terrifying technique? Even five Ultimate Supres working together cannot break it!"
A hawk nosed man frowned deeply.
He had unleashed nearly all his strength just now, yet he could not even scratch the chains.
Even his space secret art failed.
The cage ford by the golden chains condensed into a spatial barrier, completely isolating them from the outside world.
"This does not resemble a re secret technique. It looks like an indestructible holy grade spiritual weapon, perhaps even a divine artifact."
A chubby middle aged man slashed at the chains with his blade. Sparks erupted, yet the chains remained untouched.
"Break for !"
A thin, angular faced man roared and unleashed a violent bombardnt.
The golden chains did not move.
"Pavilion Master Lucas, think carefully."
"You once claid that although Ethan's talent was extraordinary, his realm and combat power were lacking."
"Explain what this is!" the thin man demanded.
Lucas' brows tightened as silence fell briefly.
"Does not the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets claim omniscience?"
"Old Man Xalor, why did you not foresee Ethan's true strength?" the fat man added coldly.
Now the Ultimate Supres from the three factions turned their eyes toward Lucas.
They demanded an explanation.
"My technique is not all powerful. Ethan's destiny is strange and obscured. It is not surprising that it cannot be predicted."
"If I could foresee everything, would the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets be in such a predicant?" Old Man Xalor replied hoarsely.
"Our Noir family has already suffered too many losses. Ethan clearly still has trump cards he has yet to reveal. I was blinded to cooperate with your Pavilion."
The fat man's expression grew increasingly displeased.
He felt both Lucas and Old Man Xalor were unreliable.
Thus he decided to cut his losses.
"Brother Ethan, I am Corvin Noir, Grand Elder of the Noir family from the Verdant Lantern Empire."
"We were misled by the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets and followed them into Skyreach Territory. Today's conflict with you was unintentional. I hope you will be magnanimous and release us."
Corvin Noir cupped his hands respectfully.
"Now you beg for rcy. Why did you not think of that before coming here?" Ethan replied with a cold smile.
Seeing the disdain in Ethan's eyes, Corvin Noir's expression darkened.
"Ethan, our Noir family is sincere. Do not push too far. If I burn everything and fight to the death, you will not escape unscathed."
"How sincere is your Noir family?"
"I see none."
Ethan's lips curved into a faint, sinister smile.
The next mont, he disappeared again.
The faces of the trapped Supres changed instantly.
They scanned their surroundings vigilantly.
Whoosh!
A streak of green light flashed from above.
In a blink, Ethan appeared before Corvin Noir.
"You followed the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets and slaughtered the people of Noble Sun City. And you think you can leave unhard?"
"Foolish."
Ethan sneered and reached forward, gripping Corvin Noir's face.
"Do not be arrogant. I admit you are strong enough to trap us, but that does not an you can kill !"
Corvin Noir snorted and ignited his blood essence.
But before he could react further, Ethan's palm had already seized his head.
No one saw when Ethan entered the interior of the Supre Prisoner's Heavenly Lock.
He had appeared directly behind Corvin Noir.
Corvin Noir's pupils trembled violently.
Cold sweat spread down his back.
It felt as though the god of death had already raised his scythe.
"Killing you is effortless."
Ethan's voice was calm, cold as a final verdict.
Phew!
Blue gray flas surged forth.
Corvin Noir's head was engulfed entirely.
Within a few breaths, his limbs drooped lifelessly.
His body stiffened.
An Ultimate Supre had fallen.
From start to finish, less than a minute had passed.
Corvin Noir had not even mounted a aningful resistance.
In Ethan's grasp, he was like a powerless chick.
The Supre Prisoner's Heavenly Lock withdrew.
Corvin Noir's corpse fell from Ethan's hand, still shrouded in Pure Azure Fla.
Midair, his body turned to ashes and scattered into nothingness.
Lucas and the others froze.
Fear rose uncontrollably in their hearts.
"What are you waiting for?! If you do not fight with everything now, none of us will survive!"
Lucas roared at the remaining Supres.
The hawk nosed man and the thin man abandoned all hesitation.
Without another word, they burned their souls.
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