Chapter 849 - 586: Era of Great Conflict
"Evil Dragon, die!"
The angry shout of the Immortal King of the Hidden Roc had not yet dissipated, and his form had already transformed into a dazzling golden light, having displayed the supremely powerful Skytrotter Void-breaking Technique.
His speed far exceeded common sense, surpassing the limits, almost completely ignoring the barriers and distances of space.
A streak of golden light instantly traversed the void, carrying a terrifying momentum that obliterated all, directly charging at the Sea-covering Saint!
In a flash of golden light, he was already before the Sea-covering Saint.
The fingertips of the Immortal King of the Hidden Roc transformed into roc talons, shimmering with a keen golden glow, enveloping a power capable of tearing the heavens and earth, bringing with it an extreme wind pressure, fiercely clawing at the head of the Sea-covering Saint!
The Sea-covering Saint’s pupils contracted suddenly, not daring to have the slightest negligence.
Around his body, three clear lights flowed instantly, the authority of "Sequence Three: True God Manifestation."
In an instant, it induced changes in heaven and earth!
The surrounding airflow and light twisted under the influence of the clear lights.
With a slight beckon of his hand, ripples appeared in the void.
The surrounding air suddenly solidified, as if frozen, transforming into an extremely heavy physical barrier, standing before him.
"Boom!"
A loud noise erupted, deafening.
The roc talon smashed fiercely onto the barrier, golden light splattering like fragments of meteoric rain.
The physical barrier trembled violently, its surface covered with dense cracks, yet it did not shatter.
The divine techniques of the Immortal King of the Hidden Roc, under the erosion of the three clear lights, diminished layer by layer, the originally dazzling spirit light scattering like fractured snow, vanishing into the void.
"Interesting!"
A flash of surprise crossed the eyes of the Immortal King of the Hidden Roc, followed by an even more intense killing intent.
A mere Immortal Monarch could actually withstand his furious strike, making it even more resolute in his decision to thoroughly slay this dragon scourge.
The Immortal King of the Hidden Roc suddenly flapped his wings, an ultrasonic shockwave exploding in an instant.
The air failed to disperse in time, forcibly compressed into an incandescent shockwave front, glowing with a blinding white light.
Within a million miles, the atmosphere collapsed in a roar, the roar of a world shattering, shaking the seabed strata with intense tremors.
This was not mere flight, but the rapid flow of twisted spacetime.
Visible effects emerged, light bending, twisting, even shattering into countless points of light.
Heaven and earth seemed crumpled by an invisible giant hand, sun and moon losing their color, winds and clouds twisting back, chaos rampant.
Localized time flow distortion occurred!
"Time Trail Myriad Image Strike!"
The true form of Golden Roc and its myriad afterimages existed simultaneously in the same spacetime.
Each afterimage was not a phantasmal mirror image, but a real trajectory sliced from different times, each one carrying momentum enough to tear through space.
The Sea-covering Saint’s expression grew intensely solemn, beads of sweat emerging on his forehead, not daring the slightest laxity.
"Three Lights!"
With a step, the crystalline grid of the rocks under his feet orderly disintegrated.
Earth and rock turned into countless fine particles of light, drawn by the three clear lights, encircling his body, forming a semi-circular defensive light screen.
Time and space slightly twisted around him, light deflected, all attacks locked onto him deviating slightly due to the spacetime distortion.
"Young one, die!!"
The angry shout of the Immortal King of the Hidden Roc resounded through heaven and earth, carrying endless killing intent.
In the next instant, his roc talon struck down with a roar.
The tip of the talon first pierced the spatial barrier, tearing open a black space rift, the edges of the rift, overflowing with raging spacetime turbulence.
Those spacetime turbulences were highly corrosive, devouring, obliterating surrounding light, air, earth strata, leaving not a trace behind.
"Boom——!!!"
Spacetime ripples swept out in circles!
The loud boom spread across the entire North Sea Immortal Domain, causing the Four Seas to churn, waves towering to the skies.
The ground at the center of the claw’s impact, collapsed in a spherical shape, as if pressed down by an invisible giant hand.
The matter where the roc talon fell directly disintegrated.
The rocks were not shattered, but dispersed, transforming into clumps of invisible particles, vanishing into the air.
The shockwave swept outwards at supersonic speed, where it passed, clouds were whipped into a massive vacuum ring, even seawater evaporated entirely, revealing the barren seabed strata.
The earth rapidly sank, forming a gravitational pit of a hundred thousand miles in diameter, the bottom strata molten by the intense heat, turning into a crimson sea of fire, the fire light reaching the sky, dyeing half the sky red.
The Sea-covering Saint was blown thousands of miles away by the terrifying shockwave, crashing heavily against an underwater mountain range, the mountains crumbling instantly.
A trace of dragon blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, staining the Daoist Robe on his chest red, his breath becoming somewhat disordered.
"Domain of the True God, manifest!"
The Sea-covering Saint whispered in his heart, the three clear lights around him suddenly surged, like three swords of creation piercing through layers of the Cloud Sea, directly reaching the vast sky.
The void quivered with a roar, an expansive and endless domain of divine wonder unfolded out of thin air, ancient and majestic Dao Principle circulating within, as if existing since the dawn of creation.
Within the domain, the authority was integrated, no longer constrained by the Immortal Dao of heaven and earth, its prestigious rank truly manifesting at this moment.
A colossal and boundless phantom of a Divine Spirit, slowly stood at the core of the domain, towering into the heavens, overlooking the cosmos.
Its silhouette blurred in the endless clear light, indescribable, unviewable, a terrifying momentum sweeping like a tsunami across all directions!
"Lance, come!"
The Sea-covering Saint raised his hand in a grasp, endless divine power from the depth of the domain surged forth, condensing in his palm into a dark gold divine lance about a yard long.
In the instant of gripping the divine lance, his strength achieved a sublimation, the dense clear light around him nearing substance, like divine radiance enveloping his body.