To block the Emperor Realm expert's attack, he had emptied over a third of his stamina in an extrely short period.
For him, this could already be considered a massive expenditure.
Normally, even if three Perfect Supres ganged up on him, it would be difficult to put him in such a sorry state so quickly.
"Ethan!"
Lucien, busy healing his injuries, glared with intense resentnt upon seeing Ethan's figure.
He actually wasn't dead!
Furthermore, his injuries were rapidly healing. But as for his own arm, without the help of immortal pills and miraculous dicines, there was no way it could regenerate in a short ti.
He might even have to graft soone else's arm on.
This made Lucien burn with frustration.
The mindset he had finally managed to stabilize threatened to collapse once again. With anger attacking his heart, a trail of blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
The Moonfall Clan Ancestor glanced at Lucien, a trace of disappointnt flashed through his eyes.
Lucien was the Holy Son of their Moonfall Clan. A peerless genius rarely seen in a millennium. The future hope of the clan.
Unfortunately, this kid's ntality was too poor. His state of mind was vastly inferior to Ethan's.
It seed the clan had protected him too well, never allowing him to suffer any hardships or setbacks since childhood.
As a result, now that he had t a genius stronger than himself, his ntality couldn't hold up and simply shattered.
The Ancestor didn't dwell on it further.
A poor ntality could be tempered later, the most important thing right now was to take down Ethan and he wanted him alive.
He would cripple Ethan's cultivation, break his limbs, and hand him over to Lucien to deal with. Only by doing this could he thoroughly soothe the Holy Son's anger and prevent the birth of an inner demon.
"Your na is Ethan, right? Truly surprising."
"You are the most arrogant person this old man has ever seen in his life. To actually dare challenge the majesty of my Moonfall Clan alone... you possess great courage!"
"To be able to block a strike from this old man while only at the Supre realm... you are also the first!"
"Your talent and combat strength are undoubtedly terrifying, but I think you should understand the logic that Heaven's Chosen break easily."
"Today, you cannot escape death. Cripple your cultivation now, kneel down, and offer that black long spear to this old man, and I will give you a swift end, otherwise..."
"You should know the consequences yourself," the Ancestor chuckled.
He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, quietly watching Ethan. His expression was calm, not the least bit worried that Ethan might try to flee. He possessed absolute confidence in his strength.
Unless another Emperor intervened, as long as he wished it, not even a single ant here could hope to escape!
"Old geezer, neither of us are children anymore. Spouting so much nonsense is useless. If you want the Divine Artifact in my hand, then co and take it yourself!"
Ethan flourished his long spear, looking calmly at the Ancestor. At the sa ti, he was rapidly plotting an escape route in his mind.
"Good, good, good! Arrogant indeed!"
"Since that is the case, then this old man will let you witness the true strength of an Emperor Realm expert!"
"The reason you dodged my attack earlier was because you used so sort of secret technique based on the Laws of Space, right? How many tis can you use a secret technique of that level?"
The Ancestor spoke faintly, his gaze suddenly turning sharp.
Before his words even fell, he vanished from his spot.
Ethan's pupils shrank abruptly. His expression changed drastically.
"So fast?!"
He scanned his surroundings but couldn't capture the Ancestor's figure!
This old geezer was getting serious!
"Is this the true strength of an Emperor Realm expert? As expected, an absolute crush!"
Ethan gritted his teeth. Intuition told him the Ancestor was about to appear right in front of him. He retreated madly, trying to locate the old man's figure.
"Boy, no matter how powerful your secret divine techniques are, or what Divine Artifact enhancents you have, it's impossible for you to fight an Emperor Realm expert across realms. Before , a Supre like you is nothing but a re ant!"
An icy voice echoed faintly in his ear, Ethan's face turned sharply ugly. He drove his divine power and violently thrust his palm to the right, surging fiery divine power erupting outward.
It struck empty air, the Ancestor had not appeared there.
"Not there!"
Ethan spun around abruptly, only to see a streak of blue light rushing toward him.
At this distance and this speed, apart from using his final two ultimate trump cards, he had no other options left!
"Boy, your life ends here!"
The Ancestor thrust out his palm. Terrifying icy divine power swept over like a tidal wave.
At such close range, Ethan truly felt the power of an Emperor Realm expert. Power of this level suffocated him, causing the flow of divine power within his body to slow to a crawl.
"Master, it is ti for you to act!" Liora whispered upon seeing this.
The next second, the terrifying icy divine power transford into the phantom of a fierce tiger, directly swallowing Ethan whole. Bone-piercing frost breath instantly spread out, covering the entire night sky.
"So what if Ethan's talent is high? When the Ancestor of my Moonfall Clan gets serious, it only takes one move!"
"Did you see that, Tiberan?!"
"Continue your stubborn resistance, and your Riverborn Clan will share the exact sa fate!" Glacien warned.
Swoosh!
Right at that mont, an urgent sound of tearing wind suddenly rang out.
High in the night sky, a streak of light as straight as a thin blue thread flashed past, instantly cleaving the space in two. Spatial turbulence surged out from within, devouring all the frost breath entirely.
Imdiately after, a terrifying sword intent shot straight into the clouds. Razor-sharp sword light descended from the heavens like a torrential storm.
In the blink of an eye, the Moonfall Clan Ancestor's attack was shattered.
Divine power exploded in the night sky, and three figures retreated from within.
The Moonfall Clan Ancestor retreated dozens of feet before coming to a stop, his expression incredibly grave.
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