A vast Suppression Power several times stronger than before surged forth, powerful enough to reverse the flow of the star river and make the myriad paths wail.
Like a cosmic storm that had been gathering for hundreds of millions of years, it erupted with a thunderous roar, instantly sweeping across and enveloping the entire battlefield!
"What?!"
"His power?! How could it have suddenly risen to this level?!"
"That monument... Its power grew even stronger! This is impossible!!"
The Seven Saints, who had been preparing to unleash their killing blows, were suddenly enveloped by this even stronger and more overbearing Suppression Power.
They immediately felt as if they were carrying the weight of an entire starfield!
Their saintly bodies sank violently, as though they had fallen into a primordial chaos mire!
The saintly power surging through their bodies instantly became sluggish and difficult to circulate, like rusted gears!
Even their thoughts and senses seemed to be delayed by an invisible force, slowed by more than a beat!
The expressions on their faces, originally filled with resolve and killing intent, instantly froze before being replaced by boundless horror and disbelief!
Their pupils shrank sharply, and every hair on their bodies stood on end!
An emotion called "fear," like a cold venomous snake, coiled around their Saint Hearts with unprecedented clarity for the first time!
"Not good! Fall back, quickly!!"
The Radiant Pope reacted the fastest. Breaking free from that extreme shock, he let out a sharp cry that was almost shrill enough to change pitch!
He had sensed a fatal crisis!
However, it was too late!
How could they easily escape Lu Chen's thunderous strike, which he had been gathering momentum for decades?
"Everyone! Follow me—kill!"
Lu Chen's black hair danced wildly, and his gaze was as sharp as lightning, piercing through