The clash between Bolan's sword finger and Bamo's iron fist was like a heaven-splitting sword clashing with a void-shattering hammer, with orange and gray light each occupying half of their respective spaces. The void within a hundred meters radius of the point of impact resembled torn cloth, with several massive black chasms appearing near the two.
"With such a large Spatial Rift, won't these two get sucked in?"
"How is that possible? Didn't you see that the Spatial Rift was completely ineffective against those two?"
"Look! These two are actually fighting right next to the Spatial Rift, completely unfazed by its danger. Is this what an invincible High God at the Paragon Spatial Rift looks like? Truly awe-inspiring!"
The erupting Bamo was like a giant orange sun, with endless light and heat constantly assaulting Bolan. Even the most stable space was distorted by the heat emanating from Bamo's body.
"As expected of Fire Grand Perfection, this material attack is truly formidable!" Bolan raised his sword finger, and a gray sword beam over a thousand meters long slashed fiercely towards the orange sun that Bamo had transformed into.
"Unfortunately, it's still far from enough!!!" Bolan smiled slightly, looking at the sword light he had unleashed with absolute confidence.
"Tear!!!" Without a loud noise or booming sound, this sword light, like a precious sword being drawn from its sheath, carried an incomparably terrifying aura and split the orange sun released by Bamo in two.
"Boom!" A red figure was slashed out from the orange sun and crashed heavily into a boulder not far behind him. Bamo reached out and clutched his chest, looking at Bolan in shock.
"How can Bolan's physical attack be so strong? My defense was strong enough to completely withstand even Bayer's physical attack!" Bamo held up his hand to his chest, where a hideous wound was clearly visible. Bamo's eyes were bloodshot as he looked incredulously at Bolan, who stood proudly in the void with one hand behind his back.
"I don't believe it!!" Bamo roared, and endless light and heat gathered once more, and the orange sun reappeared. This time, Bamo did not release the orange sun outward, but rather compressed it.
"Oh, I didn't expect Bamo to have such a trick up his sleeve!" Bolan looked at Bamo with great interest.
With each compression of Bamo, the orange sun, like a heart, pulsated, causing the surrounding void to distort with each beat.
A moment later, the orange sun, about ten meters in size, was completely compressed into Bamo's body.
"Ah~~" Bamo groaned softly, his entire body covered in complex and intricate magical runes, his eyes like two small red suns.
"Haha, Bolan, I admit your physical attacks are strong, but I, Bamo, am Fire Grand Perfection!!!" Bamo roared, and a giant red hammer appeared in Bamo palm. A red aura appeared on Bamo's body, and then was instantly completely bound within Bamo's body.
As Bamo gently swung the red giant hammer, tiny Spatial Rift continuously appeared around it.
"Thump~~" Bamo lightly tapped the gravel under his feet, and his figure shot towards Bolan like an arrow released from a bow.
"This is rather interesting!" Bolan chuckled, and with a casual wave of his hand, a long spear suddenly appeared in Bolan grasp. A gray, misty light also flashed around his body.
The massive red hammer, imbued with boundless power, slammed down furiously towards Bolan's head.
"Haha, well done!" Bolan laughed heartily, his spear flashing with a hint of blood as he pointed it at the giant red hammer.
"Both of them are going all out, using both their Sovereign Artifact and the Sovereign’s Might!" A glint flashed in Riesjinn's eyes, knowing that the battle had reached its final stage.
A deafening roar echoed, and the dozens of Purgatory Commander present stared in shock at the two figures in the void above.
In that instant, Bolan's spear struck Bamo's red hammer, causing him to stagger backward slightly. In that brief moment, the remaining force of Bolan's spear pierced Bamo's chest, the blood-tinged spearhead protruding from his body.
"No, impossible, this is impossible! Lord Bamo could not possibly be defeated!" A Commander below, who Lianhuo, looked at Bamo, who was stunned and pierced by the spear, with a ferocious expression. He knelt on the ground as if his faith had collapsed, and buried his head in his hands, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Impossible! We're both at the Paragon, so why is your strength so much greater than mine?" Bamo gripped the spear shaft that had pierced him with one hand and slowly pulled it out. "Swoosh!" A spurt of blood shot out from the wound. Bamo staggered back several hundred meters, glaring at Bolan with a ferocious expression.
"Even at the Paragon, there are differences in strength!" Bolan said coldly, his spear trembling slightly as a trickle of blood slid down his cheek.
"Upon hearing Bolan's words, Bamo remained silent for a moment, then looked at Bolan with a burning expression: "No, no, this is not an ordinary gap. Could it be that you have found the opportunity to advance the Paragon to the next level?" This was a direct telepathic message from Bamo to Bolan.
"No comment!" Bolan coldly uttered, then ignored the grim-faced Bamo and slowly descended towards the location of Riesjinn and the others below.
Countless powerful figures on both sides of the Star River turned their gazes to Bolan, Bolan slightly thin figure appeared so imposing to everyone.
"There is no winner between those who achieve Paragon!!" This statement has been sung by countless people. It is also a fact that Paragon practitioners generally agree on.
But... today, right today, this "fact" was shattered by the man in black robes with overwhelming power. Just now, under the watchful eyes of countless powerful figures, Bolan decisively defeated the veteran Paragon High-God, " Bamo," in just a few moves.
Does anyone know who this man in black robes is?
"I don't recognize him. He must have just broken through recently, right?"
"You're talking nonsense! You just broke through not long ago? How could you defeat Bamo, who is also at the Paragon, so easily! You should know that Lord Bamo went all out just now, but he was still defeated by this person!" A Commander retorted with a sneer.
"This sir, doesn't he seem to be the Paragon from the Four Divine Beasts Clan of Hell from a while ago?" An uncertain voice rang out from the soldiers' ranks.
"What? People from the Four Divine Beasts Clan? Aren't the people from the Four Divine Beasts Clan all skilled in the profound mysteries of the Mysteries earth, fire, water, and wind? This lord is using the Destruction Rule?" A Commander from the Darkness Divine Plane asked in confusion.
"That's right. The Four Divine Beasts Clan are all descended from the four former Chief Sovereign, and they generally possess these four elemental laws. I remember that their clan leader, Gaiseresen, was only about as strong as us?"
"Heh, if this lord is indeed from the Four Divine Beasts Clan, then things will get interesting. You must know that the Four Divine Beasts Clan is no pushover," a Commander sneered.
Seeing everyone discussing Bolan, the victor, Bamo, who had already recovered using his divine power, snorted coldly, put away his red giant hammer, and flew straight towards the teleportation channel of the Light Divine Faction.
But the scar left by Bolan's bullet remained forever on Bamo's chest.