The Overlord's Power, Splitting Earth and Opening Heaven

Step, step, step.

The Overlord strode forward. His heavy silver armor rang with dull clashes of metal, and beneath the skirt armor studded with iron plates, each stomp of his battle boots sent a faint tremor through the ground.

This suit of armor likely weighed a thousand jun.

Clad in that armor and wielding a great spear, the Overlord's blood-forged valor was enough to shatter stars and split open the heavens.

"Momentum?"

Jiang Sheng watched the Overlord approach. The Overlord did not charge in with wild attacks from the start. Instead, his unhurried steps, coupled with the baleful aura of blood surrounding him, caused his presence to steadily climb. At the same time, momentum continuously gathered upon the nearly two-zhang-long spear in his hand.

What the Overlord was using now was precisely Jiang Sheng's preferred method: crushing others with momentum.

First, use one's aura to lock onto the opponent. Then, raise one's own momentum step by step, oppressing the opponent's aura field, intimidating their soul, disrupting their ability to cast divine arts and techniques, and gradually crushing their Dao Heart. Once one's own momentum had risen to its peak, the opponent would be unable to bring even seventy percent of their abilities into play, while one could calmly unleash a thunderous strike carrying the weight of ten thousand jun.

Those who fought this way were often incomparably confident in themselves. Only with immense confidence, only with a sufficiently tough soul and will, could one suppress the opponent's movements and compress their aura field.

The Overlord was clearly supremely confident in himself. With every step, his momentum rose another measure. Threads of electric arcs continuously danced around his great spear, while upon its five-foot spear blade, bolts of lightning had already condensed into tangible edges, making the already broad blade appear