Negotiation

Beneath the dome of the Sumeru Mustard Seed world, the laws of space warped like glass.

Two streaks of light—a silver dragon battle phantom wrapped in nine-colored radiance and an Avatar of Finality entwined with violet-white divine light—collided violently in midair.

Boom—

The Energy Storm surged like a tsunami. Every collision made this forcibly expanded space groan under the strain. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared across the spatial barrier, only to be smoothed away by ripples of Divine Power Kiana casually released.

Pfft—

Gu Yuena flew backward like a kite with its string cut, sparks spraying from her silver Battle Armor. Blood trickled from the corner of her lips, glaringly vivid against the Nine-Colored Halo.

The surface of her Battle Armor was covered in spiderweb cracks, wounds left behind by the repeated impacts of a First-Grade Deity's Divine Power.

Within the Sea of Consciousness, Na'er's consciousness was racing madly, trying to share the damage through Divine Soul resonance. Yet every shockwave created by the clash of Divine Power hammered against the barrier of their shared soul.

When Gu Yuena finally steadied herself ten thousand meters away, she found Kiana already standing with her sword at her side, her violet-white battle armor drifting slightly in the void.

Kiana even had the leisure to straighten the white hair before her forehead. Her composed demeanor made it seem as though this were merely an evenly matched spar, rather than a fight to the death.

"Damn it..."

Gu Yuena clenched the Silver Dragon Spear, its shaft letting out a strained hum under her grip. The humiliation of being crushed by absolute power hurt her more than the wounds on her body.

As one half of the Dragon God, even if she was not the Golden Dragon King who wielded "destruction," in terms of physical strength alone,