Everyone stared at the silver-robed woman in shock. As a renowned powerhouse, the strength she had unleashed was truly terrifying. She was also the first person to force Zhao Fu to defend himself rather than be instantly defeated.
"Could she really defeat Emperor God?"
Seeing such terrifying power, the crowd grew even less certain. Even those who supported Zhao Fu were no longer as confident as before.
The other gods watched the battle in the arena intently. There might have been some conflicts among them, but they did not want an outsider god to become their Battle God. Such a thing had never happened before.
Thus, they stood on the silver-robed woman's side, eager for her to teach this outsider god a lesson—to make him keep a lower profile and stop being so arrogant.
As the silver-robed woman watched bolt after bolt of lightning strike the shield, producing only tiny cracks, she knew that while she could break Zhao Fu's defense, it would take too long. She no longer hesitated.
Boom!
A thunderous roar rang out as the godhead within her radiated an intense silver light, erupting with all her power.
Crackle, crackle, crackle...
Deafening booms resounded as blinding electric light flashed. Countless terrifying bolts of lightning appeared, ravaging the surroundings like electric serpents. The ground continuously shattered and collapsed, forming a hundred-meter-wide pool of silver lightning.
Zhao Fu and the silver-robed woman stood in the center of that silver lightning pool.
The silver-robed woman pressed hard with the hand she had placed against the shield. The lightning from the surrounding pool surged at Zhao Fu from all directions like mad, unleashing one thunderous blast after another. The sight was terrifying.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Unable to withstand so many lightning strikes, the Black Dragon-Pattern Shield began splitting apart with enormous