84. The Desperate Struggle
The battlefield was eerily silent.
The once-mighty Sovereigns of Fate stood frozen, their divine auras flickering like dying flames. The shattered remnants of their celestial formation lingered in the air, a stark reminder of Ling Tian's absolute dominance.
The golden blood of their fallen comrade stained the ground, yet Ling Tian's azure-gold aura remained untouched, exuding a terrifying majesty.
The Sovereigns exchanged glances.
Retreat?
Impossible.
They were the enforcers of fate, the arbiters of destiny. If they fled today, the balance of the Myriad Worlds would be shattered.
But could they truly defeat Ling Tian?
A cold shiver ran down their spines.
The lead Sovereign clenched his fists. "He is only one man! Even if he wields the Vanquished Throne's power, he cannot stand against us forever!"
His voice carried an unshakable will.
But—
Did he truly believe his own words?
"Kill him"
The Sovereigns roared in unison, unleashing their full divine might.
BOOM!
The heavens trembled as their combined powers erupted like a celestial storm.
Countless golden runes condensed, forming a reality-defying divine seal. Ethereal chains, woven from the threads of fate itself, surged forward, seeking to bind Ling Tian's very existence.
Ling Tian… smiled.
"You still don't understand."
He stepped forward.
KRRRRR!
A single step—yet the fabric of reality cracked beneath his feet.
The golden chains froze in mid-air, trembling as if they recognized an entity far beyond their authority.
Then—
BOOM!
They shattered into nothingness.
The Sovereigns gasped in disbelief.
Ling Tian's golden gaze locked onto them, his expression indifferent.
"Do you think the Vanquished Throne's power is something you can restrain?"
He lifted his Vanquished Edge, the divine blade humming with a resonance that defied fate itself.
Then—
SLASH!
A single sword stroke.
BOOOOM!
The sky split apart.
A blinding rift tore through the battlefield, sundering both space and time in its wake.
One of the Sovereigns screamed—
Before he was erased from existence.
Not merely slain—erased.
His fate, his soul, his very presence in the Myriad Worlds vanished as if he had never existed.
The remaining Sovereigns felt absolute terror.
This was not merely power.
This was annihilation.
A force that not even fate could control.
Ling Tian exhaled slowly, his golden aura flaring like an unshakable sovereign.
"Now…"
His gaze swept over the trembling Sovereigns.
"Who's next?"
Silence.
For the first time, the Sovereigns of Fate realized—
They were not fighting a mortal.
They were standing before a calamity.
A being who could no longer be bound by the rules of the universe.
A true sovereign.
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