God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 714

An almost tangible black-red spear intent cleaved horizontally through the night sky from top to bottom.

The murderous aura, wrapped in terrifying divine power, instantly blanketed the entire night sky. The razor-sharp spear intent tore space to shreds.

A massive black-red dragon surged out from the long spear, roaring as it charged at Lucien.

This strike possessed the power to destroy the heavens and decimate the earth.

The canopy of the sky collapsed, the world changed color, even the bright moon hanging high above dimmed in comparison. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

The might of a Chaos Divine Artifact was an unstoppable force of absolute destruction. It sent shivers down the spine of every onlooker.

And Lucien, at the very center of the attack, experienced a drastic change in expression.

From childhood until now, he had never lost once.

After stepping into the Perfect Supreme realm, he had boasted of being invincible among his peers.

Yet at this moment, under the attack of someone whose realm was lower than his own, he felt fear.

An attack of this magnitude was enough to kill him on the spot. Not just him. He feared there wasn’t a single Perfect Supreme alive capable of completely blocking this move.

"So what if it’s a Divine Artifact, I, Lucien, am invincible."

He didn’t dodge. Instead, he bit the tip of his tongue and burned his blood essence directly.

He pushed his Ancestral Pattern’s bloodline power and the divine power within his body to the absolute peak.

His hands rapidly formed seals, he silently chanted.

"Emperor Form Diagram, Thirteenth Record, Splendor of Heavenly Frost."

The two sides clashed, unleashing killing moves continuously.

Just as the piercing blade of light cutting across the night sky was about to fall, Lucien’s trump card finished condensing.

Battles at the Perfect Supreme level were just this perilous.

In countless battles of his past, Lucien rarely needed to summon the Emperor Form Diagram.

Only when encountering someone with true strength would he get serious and execute the secret divine techniques hidden within it.

To date, he had only used techniques from the Tenth Record and above nine times. The Eleventh Record had only been used twice.

Whenever it was unleashed, his opponents met their end.

Since comprehending the final two Emperor Form Diagrams, he had never once used them.

Until now.

He never expected that today, facing a nameless nobody at the Upper Supreme realm, he would be pushed to burning his blood essence and summoning the final record.

To Lucien, this was a naked humiliation. Never in his life had he felt such deep disgrace.

His eyes were icy, his long hair danced wildly.

He pressed his thumbs together, crossed his index and middle fingers, and rapidly formed hand seals.

Immediately after, the icy divine power within his body released at extreme speed.

Because the energy was too overwhelmingly powerful, it condensed into ribbons of blue splendor around him, stretching outward like fluttering silk. Wherever they passed, the shattered space froze into solid ice, bringing the spatial collapse to an abrupt halt.

His icy divine power reached its absolute peak in moments. Lucien snorted coldly, eyes locked dead onto the terrifying attack descending from above.

The razor-sharp spear intent cut at his face like knives, leaving faint blood-tinged scratch marks across his features.

He paid it no mind and continued driving his icy divine power madly.

The flowing entities condensed from his freezing power danced wildly in the night sky like ribbons of silk, resembling some indescribable otherworldly creature.

Swoosh.

A sharp whistling sound tore through the air.

The soft ribbons suddenly pulled taut, their edges becoming as sharp as swords.

The next second, this hyper compressed freezing power shot out in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the majority of the surrounding red murderous aura was forcefully dispersed.

The sharp ice blades scattered everywhere, emitting wisps of white mist that blanketed the night sky instantly.

"Ethan, to force me to use the final record of the Emperor Form Diagram, you can die without regrets."

"Go."

Lucien’s gaze turned ruthless.

Emperor Form Diagram, Thirteenth Record, Splendor of Heavenly Frost.

The technique was fully formed.

Hundreds of taut ice ribbons carrying irresistible divine force surged upward.

They seemed to possess a life of their own, weaving through the air to dodge the sharp, fatal spear intent.

Swoosh. Swoosh. Swoosh.

The ice ribbons completely entangled the descending God Killing Spear, continuously releasing the devastating might of extreme freezing divine power.

Shockingly, Ethan was halted in mid-air.

A layer of ice formed directly out of thin air. The surface of his condensed spear intent began to freeze as well, the ice layer expanding at a visible rate.

In just a few breaths, Ethan, along with the God Killing Spear, was completely frozen still.

Hard ice encased his body, freezing him alongside his weapon and his ultimate attack.

He was suspended in the night sky, forever frozen in his striking posture.

The black-red spear intent stretching across the sky looked like an exquisite, magnificent ice sculpture.

"Hehe, so what if you have a Divine Artifact."

"The gap in our cultivation realms is like a heavenly chasm."

"Even if I gave you ten Divine Artifacts, it would be difficult to bridge." Lucien smiled with wild arrogance.

He took a few deep breaths to steady his racing heart.

"Strangle."

He reached out and clenched his fist violently.

The ribbons of icy divine power suddenly softened like a bizarre liquid.

The blue liquid twisted and convulsed, transforming into humanoid shapes.

These figures looked exactly like Lucien, his clones. Their auras were barely weaker than his main body, possessing nearly eighty percent of his actual combat strength.

The four clones leaped into the air and shot thick chains of icy divine power from their hands. The chains tightly bound Ethan’s limbs, neck, and waist.

"Ethan, I told you. You had absolutely no chance of winning against me."

"What bullshit Star of Calamity. You are nothing more than this."

"Now, I will cripple your limbs and your cultivation, making you beg for life but unable to live, beg for death but unable to die."

Lucien sneered.

With a thought, the four clones began to exert force.

Icy divine power surged down the chains and flooded into Ethan’s limbs, seemingly intending to freeze his arms and legs completely solid before ripping them off.

Witnessing this scene, the onlookers couldn’t help but gasp in horror.

Was this truly a battle at the top-tier Perfect Supreme level? It was simply too terrifying.