God-Tier Fishing System Chapter 713

A vast number of Moonfall Clan members beat a hasty retreat, leaving only the Chief Commander and select elders stationed near the conflict.

"Is that spear a Supreme Divine Artifact?"

"That is impossible. How could a mere Supreme Divine Artifact exhibit such overwhelming devastation? This must be a legendary Chaos Divine Artifact."

"Legend implies that Chaos Divine Artifacts originated at the dawn of existence. Ancient chronicles confirm there are very few in circulation."

"Only about a dozen exist."

"A black spear that commands slaughter, with a murderous aura like a tidal wave. I recall tales describing the weapon of the Demon ancestor, Xarion Veldrith; it looked identical to this," Glacien remarked, his demeanor turning grave.

"The God Killing Spear?" Jason muttered, his brows knitting together.

"To think we would witness such a legendary artifact in our lifetimes," Wilford added in pure awe.

"It is impossible to confirm if it is truly the God Killing Spear, but it is undeniably a top-tier Divine Artifact. Securing it would be an incredible boon for our Moonfall Clan," Helena reminded them.

"You are correct. While this Ethan acts as our Star of Calamity, why not treat this as a rare opportunity?"

"Once we subdue him, the Divine Artifact becomes ours. Since he is fighting a Perfect Supreme despite only having the cultivation of a peak Upper Supreme, he must be guarding deep secrets, and those shall be ours as well."

Glacien clenched his fists and sneered, eyes locked intently on Ethan.

Even with the boost from a Divine Artifact, Ethan could not overcome his son, the greatest talent to emerge in the White North Ice Field for nearly ten millennia.

The battlefield's center was already choked by a crimson, bloodthirsty aura.

Clutching the spear, Ethan watched Lucien approach and swung the weapon.

The murderous aura, fueled by massive divine power, coalesced in the air into a titanic dragon covered in jet-black scales.

With glowing blood-red eyes and a deafening roar, it lunged directly for Lucien.

"What an intense murderous aura!"

As the miasma brushed against Lucien's robes, they disintegrated instantly. He quickly condensed his divine power into a shield to repel the encroaching aura.

"Is that spear a Divine Artifact?"

"No, it is a Supreme Divine Artifact—at the very least." Lucien's face was painted with astonishment. The terrifying pressure radiating from the weapon filled him with unease.

"How does this wretch possess such a powerful Divine Artifact? These treasures are beyond rare. What qualifies him to wield it?" His expression darkened, his heart boiling with resentment.

A moment later, he exhaled, regaining his composure.

"Trash remains trash. Even with a Divine Artifact, you are no rival for me."

"On the contrary, this is a golden opportunity. Once Ethan is defeated, that Divine Artifact shall be mine."

The Ancestral Pattern etched onto his forehead flared with brilliance. He tapped into his bloodline to its capacity, pushing his divine power to the brink.

A freezing wind whipped up, and a biting cold permeated the air, forcing back the crimson aura.

The pale blue halo around Lucien tightened. He spread his arms and let out a savage cry.

Ice-blue lightning danced around his form as a pair of exquisite ice wings erupted from his back. The massive Ice Dragon grew larger and more solid, its hide shimmering with sapphire scales.

"Emperor Form Diagram, Eleventh Record."

"Frost and Snow Incantation: Great Ice Coffin."

Lucien pressed his palms together to trigger the seal. Icy divine power surged forth at breakneck speed, forming massive walls of solid ice across the dark sky.

Ethan squinted.

The ice walls converged from all directions, fusing into a gargantuan coffin that sealed him inside.

"Ethan, no matter how potent your Divine Artifact may be, it is futile here."

"The disparity between us is insurmountable. You are merely a frog at the bottom of a well, foolishly staring at the moon," Lucien declared from his high vantage point, dripping with arrogance.

He thrust his hand forward and clenched his fist tightly toward the frozen prison.

An extreme, sub-zero chill manifested on the coffin's surface as his divine power channeled inward. The structure began to shrink at a rapid pace.

"To force me to use the Eleventh Record of the Emperor Form Diagrams, you should be proud, Ethan," Lucien sneered.

Glacien and the others beamed with satisfaction.

Ethan was indeed an elite. His hidden techniques, massive physical strength, and that spear had allowed him to briefly rival a Perfect Supreme.

But an Upper Supreme was, at the end of the day, just an Upper Supreme.

The gap separating them from a Perfect Supreme was an abyss impossible to cross.

Their Holy Son was a generational prodigy. Even seasoned veterans of the Perfect Supreme realm would struggle against him, let alone Ethan.

Everything Ethan had done was just enough to force Lucien to actually try.

Inside the coffin, Ethan was shielded by his blood-red murderous aura, which pulverized the incoming icy essence into powder.

"Not a bad move at all."

He laughed softly.

Tightening his grip on the God Killing Spear, a crimson flash ignited in his eyes.

Drawing upon his physical might and divine power to their limit, the spear vibrated with an urgent, piercing hum.

The full, terrifying potential of the God Killing Spear was finally unleashed.

"Break."

Ethan lashed out with a horizontal strike.

The shrinking coffin skidded to a halt. Cracks webbed across its surface as black-red light erupted from every fissure.

Boom!

"How can this be?" Lucien’s expression turned sour.

Before he could fully celebrate, the Eleventh Record of his Emperor Form Diagram had been utterly annihilated. The ice coffin shattered into a flurry of frozen debris.

The razor-sharp spear intent pierced through the icy mist. Ethan propelled himself into the air, black-red lightning crackling around him as he carved through space.

Moving with the agility of a dragon, he leaped toward the heavens with the God Killing Spear in hand, then plunged downward.

"The Path of Boundless: Moon-Devouring Slash."

Ethan pushed the power of the God Killing Spear to its absolute apex. Like a mythological beast, his eyes radiating a bloody glow, he swung the spear and unleashed a violent downward strike."