LOGINDustin took the hit, and he felt as if a mountain had crashed into him. The flame's impact shattered his barrier, sending him backward. Blood sprayed from his mouth and streaked behind him in a sharp arc.He crashed onto the white stone floor over 100 feet away, tumbling until his momentum finally ran out. Only after driving his longsword into the ground for support did he manage to kneel on one knee.The blade vibrated in his grip, its glow nearly gone. Whatever strength he'd just managed to recover was scattered like leaves in the wind. Dustin's chest and abdomen felt trapped between ancient ice and hellfire. His soul seemed to be getting shredded by countless fangs, each wave of agony threatening to drown his consciousness.Malthor's metal and fire abilities complemented each other perfectly. Their combined power didn't just add up, but it underwent a complete transformation into something far more deadly."You survived 70% of my Metal Void Slash and Soulfire Fist. That's some
"Dustin!" Grace shouted, her heart clenching. She could feel the terrifying gap in strength between Malthor and Talmor, Lysander, and Valindra.Without hesitation, she pulled out the vial she always kept close. Before she left the palace, her father's unfathomably powerful guardian had personally entrusted it to her with grave solemnity.He'd told her it contained the Ninefold Rebirth Pill, a life-saving treasure from the royal family's secret vault. It was so rare that even if they poured the entire nation's resources into it, they couldn't produce another.Grace rushed to Dustin's side while ignoring the suffocating pressure bearing down on them. She pressed the warm bottle into his freezing hands."Take it now. This is our only chance," she said firmly.He could feel the medicinal energy inside the bottle. It was immense and alive, unlike anything he had ever experienced. He realized immediately how rare and precious it was.Dustin glanced at Grace and saw the determination
Valindra collapsed to the ground. She was encased in a pale golden cocoon of light like a moth trapped in amber.Her stunning features had frozen mid-expression, caught between shock, fury, and disbelief. Only her dimming eyes held a last flicker of awareness. Her gaze was locked onto Dustin, who was swaying on his feet, with his sword as the only thing keeping him upright.It didn't make sense to her. She commanded the earth element, and inside Immortal Palace, that power should have made her untouchable. He was clearly at death's door, yet he still managed to defeat her.Endless regret and venomous hatred gnawed at her remaining consciousness. But the sealing power clamped down like iron shackles, suppressing all her strength and fury inside that beautiful shell. Not even a wisp of divine sense could escape.Nearby, Talmor lay in a pool of blood, his shoulder pierced clean through. Through the haze of fading awareness, he felt Valindra's overwhelming presence suddenly snuffed out
Dustin paid no attention to the stone dragon lunging to devour him or the stone spear thrusting toward his back. Instead, he channeled every last ounce of mystical pure energy remaining in his body, burning a portion of his life essence, and condensed the last trace of his inner energy into his right index and middle fingers. Forming a sword finger, he leveled it at Valindra on the platform.This strike didn't have any earth-shaking momentum or dazzling radiance. It possessed only an invisible force, refined to the absolute limit, that seemed to transcend space and defense itself, striking directly at the source."Mystical... Mindseal!"This was neither a sword technique meant to strike the body nor a forbidden art to seal the soul. It was Dustin's trump card, a secret interference technique targeting the connection between a cultivator's mind and internal energy.However, this technique would have minimal effect against Valindra when she was completely focused. But in this fleet
Dustin felt his body suddenly grow heavy, as if a mountain were crushing his shoulders. Even lifting his arm became a struggle.The ground beneath his feet roiled and churned, making it impossible to maintain a steady footing. Countless deadly stone spikes and rock walls closed in from all sides, sealing off every avenue of escape.Summoning the last of his true energy, his longsword erupted with a final, pure radiance. The spinning sword light formed a protective shield around him.The clash of sword aura and stone sent fragments flying, the air thick with swirling dust.Dustin's sword remained razor-sharp, each strike cleaving through massive chunks of rock. But the onslaught seemed endless. Just as he destroyed one pile, another erupted from the ground.Moreover, the crushing gravity limited his speed and strength. It made every swing of his sword a monumental effort.His face had gone even paler, and his breath came in harsh, wheezing gasps. The webbing between his thumb and
The pale golden runes sealed Lysander. He stood frozen like a puppet, his face locked in an expression of shock and stubborn defiance.The scene tore through Elysium Celestial Palace like an arctic gale, seizing the unease that had begun building after Talmor's defeat and freezing it into bone-chilling silence.The men and women, who had been indulging in lust and pleasure, had long since collapsed to the ground. Even their trembling had stopped. Only the violent pounding of their terrified hearts broke the oppressive silence.The wine pool no longer rippled, and the tangled bodies stopped moving. Even the decadent music had died mid-note. It was as if the entire palace was mourning for the two "immortals" who had fallen in succession.Valindra was also known as the "Earth Goddess". Only a roiling sea of shock remained in those captivating eyes, along with a trace of cold dread she refused to acknowledgeTalmor's defeat could be chalked up to carelessness, to his elemental weaknes







