The five Holy Guards still hovering in the air were all preparing for Huo Yuhao's next attack.
Huo Yuhao was so fast that his attacks struck before they could even fully unleash their skills, and they also felt a certain suppression coming from him.
Even though Huo Yuhao was being suppressed by more than a dozen domains, the Holy Guards felt as though they were the ones being suppressed.
Now Huo Yuhao stopped in midair, watching everyone rushing toward him, along with the suppressive effects of those dozen or so domains.
Huo Yuhao felt a certain irritation. Since before the war began, he had barely rested, dealing with one matter after another and preparing contingency plans for all the situations that might arise...
All of this left Huo Yuhao exhausted, and the battle now made him feel the same way.
"Too much trouble..." Huo Yuhao muttered to himself. Then he swung the Angel Holy Sword toward Long Haochen and the others and unleashed the Angel God skill, Dispel.
In an instant, everyone's domains vanished without a trace, even Long Haochen's domain of the God of Light. As long as they had not reached the level of gods, no one's domain skill could ignore Dispel's effects.
This made Long Haochen and the others falter. They had never imagined that Huo Yuhao possessed such an ability.
Then Huo Yuhao's power of fate began to spread without a sound, starting to influence everyone present...
A furious roar rang out, and Haoyue's eight heads attacked Huo Yuhao simultaneously, sending spheres of light imbued with different elements straight at him.
Huo Yuhao flapped his three pairs of pure white wings, dodging the attacks with a bizarre movement.
But the next moment, Long Haochen and the others' attacks followed one after another. At this point, neither