Above the Atlantic Ocean, the sea wind howled.
Solomon hovered in the air. The sword wound that pierced his entire body still burned with pitch-black Amaterasu flames, while Six Paths Power constantly eroded his Light Rule.
Even as Holy Light frantically repaired his body, the wound still would not heal completely. Blood dripped into the sea, drop by drop.
The entire world was deathly silent. Every livestream remained fixed on the thousand-meter Susanoo that towered over heaven and earth.
Everyone knew Solomon had already fallen behind in this battle.
The silence lasted several seconds.
Solomon suddenly lowered his head and laughed. His laughter grew louder and louder until it echoed throughout heaven and earth.
He slowly raised his head. The golden eyes formed from Light Rule held none of their earlier calm, only an almost crazed intensity.
"Asura... in all these decades, you are the first person to push me this far." His voice carried throughout heaven and earth.
The next moment, he abruptly spread his arms.
In an instant, heaven and earth lost their color. The sunlight that had illuminated the entire stretch of sea rapidly dimmed. The light in the sky, the reflections on the sea, the light elements drifting through the air, and even countless rays refracted from distant cities all surged madly toward Solomon.
A golden pillar of light thousands of meters in diameter shot into the sky, as though a second sun had appeared above the Atlantic Ocean.
The global livestream audience erupted.
At the Huaxia Paranormal Bureau Headquarters, Feng Wuxian's pupils contracted sharply. "Solomon has gone mad! He's actually burning the essence of his Divine Domain!"
Chen Cangsheng watched the ever-expanding pillar of light and slowly exhaled. "This is his final trump card. If he loses this battle, even if he survives, he will