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"If you are finished speaking, then prepare to depart," Ethan said softly. His voice sounded like the whisper of death itself.

He snapped his fingers.

In the night sky, more Supre Prisoner Heavenly Lock chains descended. Golden chains crossed and interlocked, sealing Werner within a prison of star power.

"To die beneath my spear is your honor."

Ethan repeated Werner's earlier words with cold mockery as he raised the God Killing Spear.

The black spear trembled violently.

Black lightning erupted from it in continuous bursts.

Terrifying divine power surged outward together with overwhelming spear intent. The night sky darkened as the energy flooded forward and engulfed Werner entirely.

In the next instant Ethan charged forward with the spear.

His speed was terrifying.

Werner's pupils shrank violently.

Ethan transford into a bolt of black lightning, as if he intended to split the entire night sky apart.

The divine power behind the spear carried unstoppable destructive force.

Werner felt genuine fear for the first ti.

He could clearly sense the terrifying might contained within the black spear. It was power he could not withstand.

"Damn it."

"I have road freely my entire life. Am I truly going to die at the hands of an unknown junior?"

Werner's face twisted with fury. His eyes filled with unwillingness.

"No."

"I will not wait for death."

Werner slamd his palms together.

His bloodline power surged to the limit.

At the sa ti he burned both his soul and blood essence.

This was a desperate gamble.

Even if he blocked Ethan's attack or managed to counter kill him, the backlash would destroy his future.

His cultivation would collapse, his realm would fall, he would never advance again.

If the burning of soul and blood essence continued too long, his lifespan would also be greatly shortened.

But none of that mattered anymore.

He only had one goal.

Survive.

Survive and report Ethan's existence to the Moonfall Clan.

If survival proved impossible, then he would drag Ethan down with him.

Boom.

The mont his soul and blood essence ignited, an even more terrifying aura burst from Werner.

Violent shockwaves erupted outward, shaking the Supre Prisoner Heavenly Lock chains until they clattered violently.

Werner's hair whipped wildly in the wind.

His eyes turned blood red.

A thick layer of dark blue mist surrounded his body.

His icy divine power had reached its absolute limit.

The surrounding temperature plumted rapidly.

Frost spread across the golden chains, freezing them into a massive web of icy spikes.

Moisture condensed rapidly within the air.

Hundreds of ice blades ford in the sky.

Each blade stretched nearly a foot in length.

Suddenly they began to vibrate.

A piercing buzzing sound filled the sky like a swarm of furious hornets.

"Ethan."

"I am the Seventh Elder of the Moonfall Clan."

"A dignified Perfect Supre."

"If you wish to kill , it will not be easy."

Werner spoke coldly.

Blood red light surrounded him.

At this mont his strength had reached the absolute peak of his life.

It was power he had never reached before.

The overwhelming sensation of strength restored his confidence.

Even the Divine Artifact in Ethan's hands no longer seed completely unstoppable.

In this state, even if Ethan possessed several Divine Artifacts, it might still not be enough to defeat him.

More importantly, he still had one final killing move.

If used at the perfect mont, it could catch Ethan completely off guard.

If he eliminated this threat and removed a future danger for the clan, then even sacrificing his life and soul would be worth it.

"So what if you are a Perfect Supre?"

"Among the Perfect Supres who have died by my hands, you are the weakest."

Ethan laughed lightly.

His tone carried pure mockery.

"Shaless boasting."

"Go."

With a single thought from Werner, the hundreds of ice blades shot toward Ethan.

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

In only a few breaths the ice blades surrounded him completely.

The night sky ford a massive sphere of ice resembling a giant sea urchin.

"Hehe. How do you like this technique?"

Werner sneered coldly.

At the sa ti he began gathering the remaining power within his body.

Driven by his burning bloodline, the Ancestral Pattern on his forehead emitted faint crimson light.

"Power of the ancestors."

"Bloodline divine technique, Snowflake Drifting, Extre Ice Yama."

Werner frowned fiercely.

Every bit of divine power and physical strength within his body rushed into his palm.

The energy compressed rapidly.

Soon a pale blue embroidery needle appeared in his hand.

Unlike other techniques of the Moonfall Clan, this one was not grand or magnificent.

It created no huge spectacle.

All of Werner's power was compressed into a single microscopic point.

The needle was almost impossible to detect.

It existed solely to deliver a fatal strike at the most critical mont.

"Extre Ice Yama."

The technique carried that na because anyone struck by it would be sent directly to hell to et King Yama.

"A trivial trick."

Ethan's voice suddenly sounded from within the icy sphere.

Cracks spread rapidly across the frozen structure.

Black and crimson lightning burst outward from the fractures.

In the next instant the sea urchin shattered into countless fragnts of ice.

Ethan erged from the debris like a streak of black lightning.

The God Killing Spear radiated terrifying power as he pushed its divine might to the absolute limit.

The night sky could no longer withstand the pressure.

Space shattered.

Violent shockwaves spread in every direction.

The raging snowstorm was blown away instantly.

Even distant mountains trembled violently, triggering massive avalanches.

"He is coming."

As Ethan closed the distance rapidly, fear of death appeared in Werner's heart.

For a mont cowardice erged.

Werner shook his head violently and forced those thoughts away.

The Divine Artifact was overwhelmingly powerful.

It was most likely a legendary Chaos Divine Artifact.

He already understood his fate.

If struck directly, he would die without doubt.

But Werner refused to die aninglessly.

If he must die, he would drag Ethan down with him.

"Co."

"Let see what a re Upper Supre can do against , even with the power of a Divine Artifact."

Werner roared madly, his eyes bulging with insanity.

"I will not do much."

"I will only send you to hell."

Ethan answered calmly.

Before the final word faded, he arrived directly before Werner.

The God Killing Spear erupted with irresistible force.

It pierced straight through Werner's body.

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