Golden light spread outward from the War God in every direction like a tangible tide.
The ground across the Barren Plains trembled faintly, and an invisible force swept loose stones into the air.
Then they melted straight into droplets of red-hot lava, pattering onto the scorched earth.
The War God sat tall on his white horse. Every cloud and dragon pattern on his golden armor lit up, while golden ribbons fluttered fiercely behind him.
He looked down at Xia Yuan ahead of him, battle lust and fury churning in his brilliant golden eyes.
"Hear the Sun's Roar!"
His booming voice, carried by surging spiritual power, reached viewers around the globe loud and clear.
The broadcast director immediately split the main screen in two, with Xia Yuan on the left and the War God on the right.
A torrent of comments almost instantly flooded both views, too fast to follow.
"They finally meet! A clash between UR Contract Spirits!"
"The War God is a veteran UR. Xia Yuan's a rookie. How's he supposed to compete?"
"That instant kill on the World-Class Wanted Boss had to be a bug. Now we'll see what he's really worth!"
"Quit hating for no reason. The Abyss God can one-shot even a boss. The War God might not be able to take it!"
"One punch? You think the War God's Golden Dharmic Form is made of paper? That defense can take a World-Class Boss's attacks head-on!"
"Just waiting for the War God to wipe the floor with that baldy. Give it up and go to bed."
"..."
The stream's viewer count skyrocketed as people watching other streams switched over, drawn by this battle between URs.
Throughout human history, direct clashes between UR Contract Spirits had been exceedingly rare.
They usually guarded their own territories, and even