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Chapter 548: Chapter548-Clash at the Peak

Even so, the Eternal Tribulation Palace did not care about losing a single T6 Oracle-grade powerhouse.

To them, it was hardly a serious loss.

The situation on the Holy Golden Mountain’s side, however, was completely different.

Their casualties were far more severe.

Nearly two-thirds of the low-tier Oracle-grade powerhouses had been killed in an instant. Even the Tier-5 Oracle-grade experts had suffered heavy losses.

Their situation had already become precarious.

But at that very moment—

The battle between Shamir and Kellen finally reached its conclusion!

Shamir’s body was blasted backward through the void.

Blood continuously poured from his mouth, while even his body itself began burning.

It was obvious that the situation had already slipped completely beyond his control.

Seeing this, Kellen revealed a cold smile.

"You think burning yourself will help?"

The next instant—

He abruptly raised his spear.

Whoosh!

The spear transformed into a streak of light and instantly pierced straight through Shamir’s body.

The blood-baleful aura surrounding the spear was incomparably dense.

As it surged outward, terrifying Law of Destruction power began frantically ravaging Shamir’s already badly damaged body.

Shamir lowered his head and looked at the spear piercing through him.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Then he raised his eyes, filled with fury, toward Kellen.

"Kellen!"

"Don’t think you’ve won!"

The next instant, a sword of sacred light condensed in his hand.

Shamir raised the sword and slashed viciously toward Kellen.

Kellen did not dodge.

He simply allowed Shamir’s sword to strike him.

Buzz!

A layer of armor suddenly appeared over Kellen’s body, firmly blocking the attack.

This was the effect of an innate-grade treasure.

It was powerful enough to withstand the full-powered strike of any T7 Oracle-grade powerhouse.

Kellen’s aura continued surging.

The Blood-Ash Demon Spear in his hand radiated such dense murderous blood energy that it almost seemed ready to overflow, while Law of Destruction power continuously intertwined around its surface.

He smiled faintly.

"Shamir, you’re only a clone."

"And you still dare act so arrogantly?"

"Do you really think I can’t instantly kill you?"

The next moment—

Kellen’s body suddenly expanded.

He violently tore Shamir’s clone into countless fragments!

Kellen sneered.

"You receive barely any offerings throughout the year, yet you’re willing to fight this desperately?"

"What, do you really think you’re some kind of loyal minister?"

Everything had happened in an instant.

By the time the Holy Golden Mountain powerhouses realized what had happened—

It was already too late to save Shamir.

Their only leader—

Shamir—

Had fallen!

Everyone’s heart instantly turned cold.

This was bad!

Shamir was currently the only person capable of acting as leader of the Holy Golden Mountain branch.

With Daniel still absent, only Shamir had been capable of stabilizing morale.

Rumors outside had long claimed that Walter had entered secluded cultivation and left all affairs in Shamir’s hands.

Everyone had therefore treated Shamir as their leader.

Only he could keep all of them under control.

But now—

The strongest Oracle-grade powerhouse publicly standing at the front of the Holy Golden Mountain had fallen!

All the Oracle-grade powerhouses immediately felt overwhelming fear and grief.

Their minds trembled.

It felt as though the heavens themselves had collapsed.

The branch could no longer survive.

Without this leader, how could they possibly maintain their former morale?

Weiling gritted his teeth and cursed under his breath.

"Damn it!"

Shamir had been the central pillar of the branch.

As long as he remained, everyone could unite around him and keep their morale intact.

But now that he was dead, the remaining dozen or so Sacred Domain cultivators could never continue staying here and obeying orders.

They would inevitably scatter in every direction and flee for their own lives.

There was no chance of victory left in this battle.

Defeat was already inevitable.

Unless—

Faustus appeared right now!

Kaino, Gilos, and Misius had witnessed the entire battle.

Their hearts were equally cold.

T7 Oracle-grade Shamir had already died.

Even if this was only a clone, his true body was far away and could never arrive in time to reinforce them.

The situation was lost!

The news of Shamir’s clone falling instantly shattered the psychological defenses of the Holy Golden Mountain cultivators.

The Holy Golden Mountain branch had always possessed only two true pillars.

One was Faustus, who had remained in secluded cultivation.

The other was Shamir, who had served as its acting backbone.

Now—

One was hidden.

The other was dead.

Morale completely collapsed.

"Run! If we wait any longer, we’ll all die here!"

"The Eternal Tribulation Palace is too powerful! We can’t fight them at all!"

"The Holy Golden Mountain is finished! Even if Faustus comes out of seclusion, it won’t change anything!"

Countless cultivators began thinking of retreat.

Several quick-reacting Oracle-grade powerhouses were already secretly withdrawing from the battlefield.

Most of them looked down upon Faustus in their hearts.

Faustus was only Tier-5 Oracle-grade.

Even T7 Oracle-grade Shamir had died.

If Faustus emerged now, wouldn’t he merely be delivering himself to his death?

"Hold the line!"

Kaino suddenly shouted, forcibly stabilizing the panicking crowd.

"Everyone, maintain formation!"

"I’ve received word—Faustus is already on his way to the battlefield!"

In truth, Kaino had received no such definite information.

But he understood perfectly well that once the Holy Golden Mountain completely collapsed, the branch would be finished.

He could only fabricate the message and forcibly stabilize morale.

"Faustus?"

Across the battlefield, Demon Lord Vasu gritted his teeth.

His face was filled with mockery as he sneered coldly.

But at that moment—

A colossal palm suddenly descended from above!

It blotted out the heavens and instantly enveloped Demon Lord Vasu and more than a dozen Eternal Tribulation Palace Oracle-grade cultivators beside him.

Absolute suppression!

"Vasu."

"You dare look down on me?"

A distant, deep voice slowly descended from beyond the Nine Heavens.

It reverberated throughout the entire battlefield.

The moment everyone heard it, their bodies trembled.

The newcomer was none other than—

Faustus!

The Faustus who was rumored to still be in secluded cultivation!

Faustus’s Strength had surpassed everyone’s expectations.

It had already exceeded T9 Oracle-grade—

Infinitely approaching Eternal Grade!

Pre-Eternal Oracle-grade?!

When the many mighty powerhouses of the Chaosverse thought of how terrifying Faustus was, they instinctively retreated several steps.

Boom!

A realm-protecting grand formation capable of resisting Eternal-level powerhouses activated.

Gu, Tenglong, and several other peak T9 Oracle-grade powerhouses finally breathed sighs of relief.

The realm-protecting formation could not be broken by anything below Eternal Grade.

Even the current Faustus probably could not break it...

Right?

Daniel stared at them coldly.

His face was expressionless.

If they dared resist—

Then Daniel dared suppress every last one of them.

"Faustus!"

High-grade Oracle-grade Tenglong spoke.

"Is there room to negotiate this matter?"

"That’s right, Faustus."

High-grade Oracle-grade Gu also spoke.

"The Pre-Eternal Oracle-grade powerhouses of the Eternal Tribulation Palace and the Ultimate Dao Domain Sea will arrive soon."

"Why don’t we join forces?"

Daniel raised an eyebrow.

The Eternal Tribulation Palace?

The Ultimate Dao Domain Sea?

Pre-Eternal Oracle-grade powerhouses?

"Heh."

The corner of Daniel’s mouth curled into a cold smile.

"I’ll give you only two choices."

"Either submit—"

"Or die!"

Daniel’s gaze instantly turned cold.

"There is no third option!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The faces of high-grade Oracle-grade Gu and high-grade Oracle-grade Tenglong immediately turned deathly pale.

Not a trace of blood remained.

It seemed Faustus had truly made up his mind to conquer the Chaosverse.

They did not dare openly refuse.

But neither were they willing to submit.

"We have the realm-protecting grand formation. Faustus can’t do anything to us."

Some Oracle-grade powerhouses thought to themselves.

"Besides, two Pre-Eternal Oracle-grade powerhouses from the Eternal Tribulation Palace and the Ultimate Dao Domain Sea are about to arrive."

"Maybe we can stall..."

Stall until Faustus and those two Pre-Eternal Oracle-grade powerhouses decided the victor.

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