Battering Shui Tian

The sky over the lava world was torn apart by countless Space Rifts, leaving it in tatters.

Dozens of powerful figures stood in the void, each radiating a terrifying pressure capable of turning heaven and earth pale.

They were the true top powers of the Thousand Martial Hall. Even the weakest among them was a Titled True King.

Moreover, these Titled True Kings clearly possessed methods on the level of True Ancestors.

Their Saint Energy auras stood out like candles in the night.

The slightly more powerful ones were True Ancestors.

Among them, five figures drew particular attention. Daoist rhythms flowed around them, and the pressure of True Ancestors filled the air. They were the lofty True Ancestors themselves.

"Boom!"

The hot-tempered giant of a True Ancestor threw a punch. His violent power sent three Titled True Kings who had tried to approach the Silver Spear flying, blood spraying from their mouths.

"A pack of ants, and you dare covet such a divine treasure?"

His voice was like thunder, making the entire lava world hum.

But his domineering display earned cold looks from the other four True Ancestors.

Among them, Shui Tian, clad in blue robes and shrouded in a chill, inexplicably curled his lips into a sudden sneer.

He didn't attack at once, merely watching in silence.

The other three True Ancestors exchanged glances and instantly reached an understanding.

They knew full well that none of them could seize the treasure alone with so many powerful figures watching.

What was more, Shui Tian—the one whose aura was the most unfathomable—was still lying in wait.

"Let's join forces and clear the field first!"

Someone let out a low growl.

The next moment, the four True Ancestors attacked together. Their terrifying ancestral might joined into a vast net, descending over the