Chapter 435
Snap!
Leander slammed his hand, smooth and pale like polished jade, right onto the
center of Blood Net. Everyone around him froze, their expressions a mix of shock and disbelief.
Sizzle!
White smoke curled up instantly, and the sound of droplets hitting hot oil echoed through the room again.
“Ander!” Daphne’s eyes went wide, and her voice was barely a whisper.
Even the others down below felt their hearts skip a beat.
Leander actually touches Blood Net with his bare flesh. Isn’t he just asking for death?
Everyone expected Leander to instantly melt by the blood net, but Fergus, hovering above, suddenly tensed.
“What?” His eyes locked on the scene. Leander’s long fingers clenched the center of the blood net, and the blood energy surged violently, ready to consume his palm completely.
But no matter how violently the blood energy raged, Leander’s hand didn’t even flinch. The color didn’t change, and there wasn’t a single cut or mark.
“How is this possible?” Fergus’ pupils shrank in shock.
Every single thread of this Blood Net Formation is forged from the purest blood of virgins. Its corrosive power is unmatched. Even in the Arbitration Office, where strong fighters are everywhere, hardly anyone could dare touch it with their own body. They have to find other ways to break it. But Leander? He’s facing the blood net with just his own flesh, and somehow, the blood energy can’t even scratch him. A body at this level-how terrifyingly powerful must it be?
Leander’s face was a blank mask, showing no hint of joy or sorrow. Then, in an instant, his fingers curled tight, and every joint and muscle in his body erupted with raw power, surging in waves like the claws of an ancient dragon.
Rumble!
A shockwave radiated outward from him. With a single hand, Leander lifted what should have been an impossibly massive blood net, stretching over thousands of square meters, holding it aloft as if it weighed nothing.
“Whoa p>
Countless eyes went wide, jaws dropping. Leander looked like some kind of savior, his flesh and bones standing shoulder to shoulder with the divine.
“How is this even possible?” Even Fergus’s expression changed drastically. He hadn’t expected that his first attempt at the Blood Net Formation would achieve nothing. Worse, he was now witnessing someone resisting the devouring force of the blood net with sheer physical strength, holding it up with their own body.
“What kind of freak is this guy?” Fergus’s expression darkened, but he didn’t panic. If anything, he became sharper, his blood energy flaring out like a crimson sun, illuminating the battlefield.
“Take him down!” He stomped into the center of the blood net, clashing with Leander in a vicious up-and-down force, trying to crush Leander and the net together.
Crack!
A brittle, overstrained sound split the air, even causing fractures to appear in the surrounding atmosphere. Yet no matter how Fergus poured his power in, Leander stayed unmoving, holding the blood net higher and higher, yard by yard.
“This is impossible!” Fergus’s eyes darkened. He stomped hard at the center of the net, then flipped into the air, leaping ten yards upward.
“Skybreaker Step p>
His single foot descended like a hammer, all his energy focused into that strike. A blood-red glow flared around it. The crowd saw a massive footprint plummet from the sky, like an ancient elephant crushing the earth, capable of shattering worlds.
Boom!
A deafening crash exploded, blood energy and a violent shockwave bursting outward. The upward surge of the blood net finally halted.
“Is Sovereign Ashcroft about to fall?” Wyatt’s gaze tightened, a heavy feeling settling in his chest.
Leander is holding the devouring force with his bare body, which is already an immense burden. On top of that, he has to support the blood net to keep everyone below from being swallowed. The pressure of both tasks stacked together would have crushed anyone else long ago. And now, Fergus stomps down with a strike beyond divine-level mastery, like an elephant smashing the sky. I can’t even begin to imagine the sheer force Leander is enduring.
The shockwave faded, revealing Leander’s form in the sky.
Everyone craned their necks. Leander still floated, foot on an empty air, holding the blood net high. Even the force of that titanic stomp, enough to fracture the atmosphere, hadn’t budged him an inch.
Fergus hovered midair, locking eyes with Leander’s cold, deep stare. His expression hardened, a mix of disbelief and caution.
“Jeff Ashcroft… What the hell are you? Are you… already a god-level being p>
Skybreaker Step was the signature move of one of the 16 Supreme Arbiters of the Arbitration Office. At its peak, it could shatter space and collapse the word Fergus hadn mastered it fully, but it was already a monumental strike. Yet even with all his power, he couldn’t move Leander.
“You call yourself the Son of Judgment, huh? Just a fancy title. To me, you’re nothing but an ant!” Leander lifted his head, a cold smile curling his lips.
“Break!” he said softly, flicking his arm.
Slash!
The massive blood net split from the center, ripped open by Leander’s bare hands.
“Let me show you what true devouring power is p>
As the net tore, Leander sneered, grabbing both ends of the ripped blood strands. “Nirvana Energy, devour p>
Rumble!
A blue light exploded from his body. The huge blood-red net seemed drawn by some unseen force, reversing and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
From the perspective of those below, Leander looked like a black hole, sucking every blood strand around him into his body.
“D*mn it!” Fergus’s pupils shook with anger. He tried to reclaim the blood net, hoping
to reroute the energy back, but to his shock, every strand of blood energy ignored him, rushing madly into Leander instead.
“Fergus, thanks for the energy boost!” Leander smirked, a vortex of power spinning faster around him.
His self-created Devourer’s Ninefold
Path could consume any type of power in existence and convert it into Primordial Energy, pure and immense. Good, evil, useless-t didn’t matter. Once absorbed it became his own.
The blood net Fergus created contained massive life energy, each strand forged from the life of living beings. Leander had never bothered to use such energy for himself. But the Arbitration Office had cruelly sacrificed hundreds of children to create this blood power, planning to use it for evil. Leander couldn’t allow that.
Rather than let these energies empower wickedness, he would take them for himself, turning the tables on the Arbitration Office.
“Jeff Ashcroft, stop right now!” Fergus roared, sensing his blood power draining.
He smashed a blue crystal vial, unleashing a torrent over his body. His aura surged violently.
“Doomlight!” Wyatt said, voice steady. He knew Fergus was now gambling with his
life.
Rumble!
Fergus swung both blood-colored whips through the air. Leander didn’t flinch. The whips hit him, only to be absorbed instantly, unable to harm him at all.
“Jeff Ashcroft!” Fergus shouted across the sky. He stomped, a shockwave launching him through the clouds, landing directly before Leander.
“Die! Demon Strike!” His fist retracted, glowing red, infused with innate vitality strong enough to carve mountains and split rivers. He aimed squarely at Leander’s chest.
“Hmph p>
At that instant, a soft laugh echoed.
Bang!
A fist as pale as white jade shot forward at supersonic speed, arriving before
Fergus’s strike.
Crack!
The fragile sound of breaking bones rang out. The layer of Blood Armor covering Fergus shattered completely.