Jing Gu Makes His Escape

Jing Gu's heart sank to rock bottom. Though the King of Storms before him, at most a descended fragment, was weaker than him, taking her down would not be easy. By the time he managed it, the people behind him would have caught up.

And continuing to run was impossible as well. The other side was even faster than him.

In that case...

Jing Gu abruptly pressed his hand against the earth. The mana of the leylines gathered without end, dense magical energy turning into radiant flames and forming a vortex. The land nearby lit up as well.

"Mother, heed the voice of origin!"

Golden, resplendent Chains of Heaven burst from the ground. As Jing Gu soared into the sky, they merged with him. Golden light trailed and spread behind him like exhaust flames, eventually forming an enormous spearhead capable of piercing even the earth as it stabbed toward the Lion King.

Seeing him open with his ultimate attack, the Lion King frowned slightly.

Her current armor could not possibly withstand a Noble Phantasm attack of this level head-on.

"Holy Judgment!"

Faced with the Noble Phantasm descending upon her, the Lion King decisively unleashed this armor's strongest offensive method. Though it would need to recharge afterward, and though her descended self would be unable to remain here any longer—

It was still better than having the armor destroyed.

Three million units of mana. A colossal Holy Judgment, measured in kilometers, shot from the ground into the heavens and collided with Jing Gu's Noble Phantasm.

Jing Gu's Noble Phantasm held out for merely two seconds before completely shattering.

"He ran?" The Lion King froze for a moment, failing to receive the information she wanted from the feedback of her attack.

The Lion King recalled the details of that Noble Phantasm, then