A five-mile spear of solid solar fire descended from the apex of Moon Eight, screeching through the vacuum like torn silk.
Right beside it, an immense sheet of black crystal dropped from the void. Sovereign Nyx’s Eternal Permafrost Mirror mirrored the descent of the golden spear, coating the surrounding space in a shroud of absolute zero.
The Heaven-Melting Sun Spear and the frost mirror struck the northern plateau of Moon Six at the exact same second.
Crack.
The sound was not an explosion. It was the sickening snap of dimensional space breaking under unbearable pressure.
Along the outer perimeter of the waterfall terrace, the twenty-eight Pre-Paid Shield umbrellas ignited simultaneously.
Their bamboo ribs flared with desperate golden brilliance, trying to channel the kinetic impact into the underground array. The twenty Cloud-Veined Supreme stabilizing pills buried beneath the foundation hummed like frantic cicadas.
Yet two Peak Sovereign Dao attacks delivered in unison exceeded the threshold of the stabilizing pills.
