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Chapter 383: Chapter383-Ninety-Nine Heaven-Supporting Giants

At this moment, aboard one of the bone ships.

A T6 Oracle-grade crossed his arms, his gaze coldly fixed on the direction of the Black River Realm.

"A million years ago, the Black River Sage was already one of the most senior among T5 Oracle-grades."

"Hundreds of thousands of years later, I have already survived the fifth Holy Tribulation, yet he still remains where he was."

Many-Armed Tyrant’s tone was filled with contempt.

"Does such trash deserve to possess such vast wealth?"

"What is even more laughable is that despite sitting on so many resources, he cannot even cultivate a decent successor. After all these years, he has failed to raise even a single T6."

The T5 Oracle-grade beside him quickly echoed,

"That is only because you are merciful, my lord, and gave him a path to survival. That so-called defensive grand formation of his is no different from paper before us."

"Hmph."

Many-Armed Tyrant snorted coldly, and a cold arc rose at the corner of his mouth.

"The Primordial Law Grade Airspace-Sealing Formation has already been laid. Only a restriction-breaking secret treasure or Law of the same grade or higher can shake it. We will take at least eighty percent of the Black River Galaxy’s wealth."

"Hm? Has he activated the defensive grand formation?"

He looked into the distance. The Black River Realm was now covered in a layer of pale blue light, like a bubble.

Many-Armed Tyrant smiled, though there was no warmth in that smile.

"Fool. My Everlight Order has arrived, yet he still dares to stubbornly resist?"

At the harbor,

the Oracle-grade beings who had gone to the Helly Society returned.

What they brought back, however, was news that chilled the spine of every living being—

the Helly Society had decided to abandon the entire plane and seal itself away in defense.

In an instant, panic solidified into despair.

Yet Daniel’s eyes lit up amid this despair.

"Boss, this is practically fate’s blessing."

A sly smile rose at the corner of James’s mouth.

Seeing that expression, Camille and Mosi shuddered at the same time.

Daniel smiled and nodded.

"Now, the living beings trapped here have only one path left—forcefully breaking out."

He slowly said, "When the breakout begins, we only need to follow behind the Everlight Order and pick up the fruit they leave behind after the harvest."

"In any case, those living beings’ wealth and lives will sooner or later fall into the Everlight Order’s hands. In that case, they might as well benefit us first."

"What is even better is that most of the karma will fall on the Everlight Order..."

"And we only need to take."

Daniel blinked, his smile carrying a trace of delight.

"This is truly wonderful."

...

The Black River Realm.

The Astral Realm Guardian Grand Formation operated at full power, and the pale blue light membrane covered the entire plane like the final heartbeat of a dying giant beast.

Yet no living being felt reassured.

They all knew that thin membrane could not stop the storm about to arrive.

That was the Everlight Order!

If the Black River Sage were determined to defend to the death, then with a T5 Oracle-grade’s foundation and the protection of the grand formation, he could indeed make the Everlight Order chew on a hard bone.

But the Black River Sage had given up!

He had abandoned his own foundation and also abandoned the last sliver of hope for the countless living beings of the Black River Realm.

"Hurry! Contact our forces!"

"Are there any great Oracle-grades nearby? Request rescue immediately!"

Countless powerhouses frantically sent distress signals to the forces behind them.

"Honorable Oracle-grade lord! I am willing to offer all my wealth. I only beg you to save my life!"

Those living beings without backers were like drowning people, grabbing at every Oracle-grade who might serve as driftwood.

"Get lost! I can barely protect myself. I have no time to care whether you live or die!"

The Oracle-grade being being pestered waved his hand like he was driving away mosquitoes, his face full of impatience.

The Everlight Order did not care whether one was Oracle-grade or not!

As long as one was not a great Oracle-grade, they would rob them all the same.

...

Outside the Black River Realm,

the white-bone Starships slowly approached. The circling vultures had finally landed beside their dying prey.

The entire Black River Realm was wrapped in a pale blue barrier that appeared indestructible.

If a T5 Oracle-grade were overseeing the formation core, this barrier would indeed give them a headache.

But now, the defensive grand formation was merely an empty shell without anyone controlling it.

"Begin."

Many-Armed Tyrant’s tone was indifferent.

The powerhouses under his command took out formation-breaking secret treasures one after another, like a pack of wolves baring their fangs.

Boom—!

Boom, boom—!

Violent explosions rang out one after another. Firelight and fragments of Laws burst across the light membrane, like fireworks striking a glass dome.

Many-Armed Tyrant lightly lifted his eyelids, his gaze cold as ice.

"A dying struggle."

...

Inside the Black River Realm, the rumbling sounds rolled across the entire plane like thunder.

Every loud boom was like a giant hammer striking the chest of every living being. It was the sound of death’s footsteps, approaching step by step.

At the harbor, densely packed Starships were like arrows waiting to be fired, their bows pointed outward, energy engines growling low, waiting only for the moment the grand formation shattered.

"It can’t hold..."

"Only by charging out with everyone else can we fight for a sliver of survival!"

"That’s right. We still have some hope. We only need to run faster than the others."

"I have a secret treasure that can tear through the void. I can try to escape with it when the time comes..."

Daniel stood inside the Imperial Bow Ark, listening to the rumbling from afar. His voice entered the ears of his companions.

"Split up."

"I will take one route alone and hunt freely. The three of you work together and target the fat sheep."

"If you see my signal or encounter danger you cannot resist, retreat immediately."

James, Camille, and Mosi nodded at the same time.

The trembling of the realm’s guardian grand formation became increasingly violent. The ground buzzed beneath their feet.

"Soon."

James narrowed his eyes.

Rumble—!

An unprecedented explosion burst open, and the light membrane shattered into countless fragments of light.

"Charge!"

"Run!"

"Hurry!"

Countless Starships poured out from the harbor like a swarm of bees set ablaze.

Daniel, however, stood where he was, his gaze cold and sharp as a blade.

"Kill."

James, Camille, and Mosi turned into three streaks of light and rushed out of the ship.

"Cosmic Abyss!"

James unfolded his sage rank, and darkness as black as ink swallowed everything around it.

"Wall of Guardianship!"

Mosi’s sage rank was like an invisible fortress, squeezing every enemy who approached until they could barely move.

"Sword of Saint-Slaying!"

Behind Camille, the phantom of a giant sword appeared. Wherever its edge pointed, no one dared block it.

They quickly locked onto their targets—

those Divine-grade powerhouses with decent strength and rich wealth.

All three of them had already stepped into Divine Radiant. Working together, even a Divine Sovereign would have to avoid their edge.

As for Daniel, he was too lazy to choose carefully.

Ninety-nine clones surged out of the void like a tide.

"Titan Body, Immortal Icon!"

"Star Dome Shattering!"

"Celestial Grasp!"

Ninety-nine heaven-supporting giants appeared at the same time, each with the phantom of the Astral Realm hovering behind them.

With every movement of their hands and feet, Starships shattered like paper, and powerhouses were crushed like ants.

A Divine Lord Grade powerhouse exhausted all his strength to barely avoid one palm, but the aftershock still sent him flying backward while coughing blood. The sound of bones cracking came from within his body.

"This... what exactly is going on with this guy? What is he doing?!"

His eyes were full of fear and confusion.

He had thought he was facing only an ordinary Divine Sovereign, but the might of that falling palm was something even a Divine Lord Grade could not withstand!

"I am a Divine Lord!"

He roared, trying to stabilize himself.

But before his voice could fade, one of Daniel’s clones had already blocked his path.

"Die."

The giant fist fell like a small planet descending from the sky.

"Wait! I am—"

Boom—!

His secret treasure shattered. His bones were crushed. His Origin collapsed. His sacred soul was annihilated.

That Divine Lord Grade powerhouse failed to even finish his final sentence.