"Rong Nianbing, you really have given me a surprise. But even if you use all your strength, you'll only make me stronger."
Yan's words left the gods somewhat bewildered. Intense divine power surged across the sky as Rong Nianbing unleashed his strongest attack.
"Combine! The Seven Luminaries Power passed down since ancient times!"
Countless Rong Nianbings roared aloud. The seven-colored halos that had originally intertwined in the sky suddenly drew inward, forming an even closer fusion. His chant finally neared its end.
"Goddess of Ice and Snow, you are the gentle blue moon."
"God of Fire, you are the crimson sun of dawn."
"God of Wind, you are the swift-flowing azure moon."
"Goddess of Earth, you are the yellow sun that nurtures all life."
"God of Space, you are the wondrous silver moon."
"God of Light, you are the resplendent golden sun."
"God of Darkness! You are the symbol of endless devouring, the silent purple sun."
"Resonate upon the land of darkness, shatter the long-sealed wheel of fate, crush the illusory space-time of the lost self, and release your most beautiful radiance—Annihilation of Seven Luminaries Awakening!"
As the seven-colored light rose into the sky, dark clouds had long since gathered above the Ancient God Ruins. When the final incantation was completed, terrifying energy fluctuations surged to their utmost limit.
Rong Nianbing's divine technique reached its limit before eruption. All the Rong Nianbings instantly merged into one, while seven divine blades suddenly shot outward and flew to different points around them. Yan, high in the sky, could feel the entire heavens solidifying. Even his movements were restricted.
Seven cracks appeared in the cloud-covered sky, and seven masses of light lit up at once: a blue moon, a red sun, an azure moon, a yellow sun, a silver moon, and a golden