Huo Yuhao's body trembled violently and cracked as he endured this force that exceeded his limits.
Golden flames seeped from the surface of the panel; they were the flames of a burning soul.
His remaining left eye turned completely into a burning silver-white, devoid of any emotion, containing only the purest and most extreme will to Destruction.
He stared intently at the figure ahead, a figure that resembled a demon.
There were no fancy techniques, and no Soul Skill were used.
He compressed and condensed all the brief and violent God Level power he had gained from burning away, transforming it into an invisible and intangible burst of pure Spiritual Power —powerful enough to annihilate stars and tear apart the very essence of the soul.
A silver spiritual torrent, invisible to the naked eye yet causing the entire space to twist and collapse, like the Light of Destruction of the beginning of the universe, instantly traversed space and crashed towards Toji.
Wherever it passed, space vanished silently, leaving behind only a pitch-black trail.
Faced with this sudden, ultimate attack, imbued with the will to perish together, Toji's beast-like pupils showed no fear, but instead instantly erupted with an unprecedented, ecstatic light, as if he had discovered a rare treasure.
"That's right!"
Toji let out a wild laugh that shook the heavens and the earth, a laugh filled with extreme excitement and satisfaction.
"That's it, Huo Yuhao, that's exactly how it should be! Bring me even more pressure!!!"
He could clearly feel that the pressure and Destruction will contained in Huo Yuhao's true God Level Spiritual Shock, which he had gained by burning everything, were ten or even a hundred times more terrifying than any previous attack.
This is precisely the ultimate test he most desired after breaking through his limits, a test that could completely solidify his realm and even allow him to reach a higher level.
Toji's entire body muscles instantly bulged to their maximum, like red-hot irons.
The surging Bloodline Power beneath the panel emitted a roar like the howling of ten thousand dragons.
He didn't use the Soul Liberation Blade, the Inverted Spear of Heaven, or even any Soul Skill.
He chose the most original, purest, and most in line with his principles.
Suddenly, Toji took a step forward with his left foot.
The permafrost beneath their feet suddenly shattered.
His back and waist were like a fully drawn divine bow, his right fist clenched tightly. There was no light flashing on his bronze fist, only the pure physical power compressed to the extreme, enough to shatter stars.
"Come--"
Toji let out a roar that could shatter gold and split rocks, twisting his waist, thrusting his shoulders, and swinging his arms.
That right fist, imbued with the resonant power of three Bloodline Soul Core, was like a world-destroying meteorite unleashed, carrying an absolute will to shatter all laws, and fiercely met the silver spiritual torrent that tore through space.
God Level Spiritual Power vs. pure God Level physical strength!
In the instant the two forces were about to collide, time seemed to stretch out infinitely.
The movements of all the surviving soldiers in the Sun Moon Empire and the Star Luo Empire froze.
Shouts, prayers, cries... all sounds vanished.
They forgot to breathe, forgot their fear, forgot their stance; all that remained was their instinctive, wide-open eyes, staring blankly at the point of impact in the center of the battlefield that would decide everything.
boom--!
An indescribable roar finally erupted.
That was not a sound, but a lament of collapsing laws and annihilating space.
At the center of the collision, a pure, empty black hole with a diameter of over 100 meters was instantly born.
At the edge of the black hole, space collapses and annihilates like a shattered mirror.
The temporal turbulence raged like a runaway dragon.
The earth was as if it had been violently lifted up by an invisible giant hand, and thousands of meters of permafrost and rock layers were directly vaporized by the violent energy.
The shockwave, like a world-ending tsunami, spread wildly in all directions at a terrifying speed exceeding the speed of sound.
The sky was torn apart, and the thick clouds were instantly cleared away, revealing the deep, dark universe behind it.
Even the light of the stars paled in comparison to this cataclysmic collision.
The turbulent flow of light and energy devoured everything; the world lost its color, and the Sun Moon lost their light.
The entire Subduing Dragon Plain, and even more distant regions, trembled violently in the aftershocks of this attack.
The earth cracked and mountains collapsed; rivers stopped flowing.
I don't know how much time passed; perhaps it was eternity, or perhaps just a fleeting moment.
The Destruction sphere of light that devoured everything finally dissipated slowly.
The violent energy turbulence gradually subsided.
A massive sinkhole, over ten kilometers in diameter and seemingly bottomless, replaced the original battlefield.
The pit walls were as smooth as a mirror, formed from rock that had been instantly melted by extreme heat. At the bottom of the pit, terrifying spatial cracks and turbulent temporal currents remained.
The center of the sinkhole.
Two figures floated silently in the residual turbulent energy.
On one side, Toji is...
He remained in a fist-pumping stance, his bronze right fist covered with fine, spiderweb-like cracks, from which golden blood slowly seeped.
His black T-shirt had long since turned to ashes, revealing his chest, which looked like it had been cast in steel, yet was now rising and falling slightly.
He was breathing heavily, each breath like a bellows being pulled, exhaling hot white steam.
But his beast-like eyes burned with an unprecedented, star-like brilliance.
That punch just now brought not only injury, but also unprecedented tempering.
The three Bloodline Soul Core within his body were operating more smoothly, and although his aura was somewhat disordered, it was more condensed and profound than before.
The bottleneck of Level 99, which had just been broken through, was completely solidified under the pressure of this ultimate collision.
On the other side...
It's Huo Yuhao.
He hovered in the air, his left eye, which had been burning with silver flames, now completely dim and empty, like a extinguished star reflecting the endless abyss below.
Most of his remaining body, from his right shoulder to his right waist and below, along with his right arm that was burning with its last flame, had completely disappeared.
It wasn't severed, nor torn apart, but Toji completely annihilated into the most basic particles by the pure, all-consuming power of Shen'er's fist, along with the surrounding space.
Only the left shoulder, left arm, left chest, and head were still barely connected.
Blood, like beads from a broken string, dripped silently from the broken ends of his mangled body, falling into the abyss below.
Huo Yuhao's remaining left hand, as if still retaining a last shred of consciousness, unconsciously and tremblingly rose up, seemingly wanting to touch his now-vanished abdomen.
All my fingers touched was cold air and a constantly flowing, warm, viscous liquid.
"Am I... dead...?"
A vague thought, like the last ripple, gently spread across his mind, which was now completely shrouded in darkness.
The next moment.
In that empty left eye, the last faint glimmer of light was completely extinguished.
His only remaining left arm hung limply at his sides.
The broken body, having lost all support, fell slowly towards the bottomless, enormous sinkhole below, like a rotten log broken by a gale.
Golden blood, symbolizing the chosen one of destiny, drew a mournful and brief red line in the void.
Huo Yuhao, the chosen one of this era.
Fallen!
The Subduing Dragon Plain was shrouded in deathly silence.
Only the cold wind howled as it swept across the edge of the enormous sinkhole, stirring up wisps of charred dust, like the last sigh of heaven and earth.