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Chapter 174: The Pursuit into the Abyss
The central plaza of the imperial palace fell into a quiet, heavy stillness as the residual black mist dissolved into the white marble steps. High Sovereign Makor’s physical body was destroyed, his false narrative laid bare, and his imperial seat reduced to smoking rubble. Across the Central Realm, the chaotic tide of the battle began to turn. Without Makor’s core array actively harvesting their vitality, the spectating sect masters and corporate elders unleashed their full, unsuppressed power. Joined by the heavy dragon-artillery from Lord Aston’s war fortress, the allied forces swept through the remaining void demon swarms, clearing the cloud-palaces sector by sector. Princess Clara landed near the palace steps, her silver star-compass hovering steadily between her palms. Beside her, Linus deactivated his beast-fusion, resting his hands on his knees as he caught his breath. "The central realm network is complete
Chapter 173: Shattering the Avatar
The Void Engine Core hummed with a violent, unnatural pitch that caused the surrounding space-time fabric to warp and buckle. Cracks of pure dark anti-matter spread across the ten-mile metallic sphere, threatening to pull the entire Central Realm into a singular, infinite black hole. High Sovereign Makor’s remaining two heads laughed hysterically, his four shadow arms holding the pulsating core aloft. "Drown in the void!" Makor shrieking madly. "Collapse, absolute collapse!" Austin stood in the open sky three hundred paces away, his vertical golden pupils narrowing into cold, razor-sharp slits. He didn't retreat, nor did his expression hold a single trace of panic. "You think a unstable void core makes you a god?" Austin said, his voice direct, cool, and cutting through the reality-warping static. "It only makes you a desperate coward." Before Makor could ignite the core’s final detonation sequence, a de
Chapter 172: Dragon vs. Sovereign
The black lightning and golden sparks scattered into the upper atmosphere, blowing away thousands of miles of abyssal storm clouds. High Sovereign Makor’s central head froze in sheer disbelief. Austin stood in the open sky, his scale-covered forearms completely unblemished after taking the full force of a thousand-foot Divine Lightning Spear. "Is that the extent of your Supreme God power?" Austin asked, his voice cool, direct, and echoing across the heavens. Before Makor’s three heads could utter a single shriek, Austin vanished from his position in space. ZIP! He reappeared directly before the central face of the three-hundred-foot Void-Sovereign Avatar. Austin didn't use a long-range spell or a complex incantation. Drawing upon his past-life mastery as a battle-hardened sovereign, he condensed his golden dragon aura into a microscopic point over his right
Chapter 171: The Sovereign War Begins
The Grand Colosseum turned into an apocalyptic warzone in a matter of seconds. Black abyssal mist flooded the sky, carrying millions of screeching void demons into the cloud-palaces. Massive iron war-rigs opened fire, raining plasma shells onto the white jade structures below. However, the fleeing crowds no longer ran blindly. Exposed to the High Sovereign’s betrayal, the spectating sect masters, corporate CEOs, and academy elders rallied their forces. Bright columns of spirit aura erupted across every floating platform as senior cultivators unsheathed their blades, forming desperate battle lines to push back the invading demon swarms. "Hold the perimeter!" Princess Clara commanded, her voice amplified by her silver star-compass. She stood at the high ridge of the arena, deploying a massive, triple-layered spatial barrier that shielded the wounded disciples.
Chapter 170: Exposing the Sovereign
BOOM! The hundred-foot Soul-Cleaving Imperial Blade plunged directly into the central junction rune, driving deep into the bedrock of the Grand Colosseum. A blinding celestial shockwave erupted outward in a silent, golden ring. The ancient stone floor split open like glass, exposing the hidden subterranean conduits running beneath the arena. The subterranean conduits burst wide open under the golden dragon force. Vast, unrefined streams of crimson soul vitality spilled out into the open sky, forming glowing, spectral pipelines visible to every living soul in the Central Realm. Austin stood atop the embedded hilt of his golden blade. His simple black tunic rustled in the wind, his vertical golden dragon pupils burning with cold, absolute clarity. He raised his right palm toward the sky, channeling his Prime Scholar intellect to trigger Clara's counter-disruption array across every corporate relay satellit
Chapter 169: The Nether Abyss Invasion
The sky above the Grand Colosseum didn't just darken; it shattered. Thick, tar-like abyssal mist poured down from the thousand-mile Void Tear, drowning the floating cloud-palaces in suffocating shadow. THOOM! THOOM! THOOM! Giant black iron war-rigs—each the size of a floating mountain and bristling with jagged obsidian cannons—pushed their way out of the rift. Behind the war-rigs streamed millions of void demons. They were hideous, winged horrors with glowing crimson eyes and razor-sharp scythe arms, screeching with a hunger that vibrated through the soul. Chaos erupted across the Grand Colosseum. Millions of spectating nobles, sect elders, and young disciples panicked. They trampled over one another, scrambling frantically toward the outer teleportation platforms, trying to flee the descending swarm. "Save us! The void demons have breached the realm!" "Where are the imperial guards?!
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