God-Tier Fishing System Chapter 714

A spear of pitch-black and crimson intent carved through the horizon, sweeping from the heights of the night sky toward the earth below.

This murderous energy, saturated with devastating divine power, instantly engulfed the entire firmament. The razor-sharp edge of the spear fractured the very fabric of space.

A massive dragon of black and red emerged from the weapon, venting a deafening roar as it descended upon Lucien.

The impact of this strike appeared sufficient to shatter the heavens and level the earth.

As the sky crumbled and the natural order of the world shifted, even the radiant moon above seemed to wane in the face of such intensity.

The prowess of a Chaos Divine Artifact was an unstoppable force of total devastation. It sent a chill running through the veins of every observer.

Lucien, situated at the heart of the assault, felt his expression shift drastically.

Having never tasted defeat since his youth, he had long stood as a titan among his peers after entering the Perfect Supreme realm.

Yet now, confronting an adversary of a lower cultivation realm, he was gripped by sudden terror.

Such a blow possessed the power to fell him instantly. He suspected that no Perfect Supreme currently living could withstand such an onslaught.

"What does it matter if you possess a Divine Artifact? I, Lucien, am invincible."

Refusing to retreat, he bit his tongue and ignited his essence blood. He pushed his Ancestral Pattern bloodline and his inner divine power to their absolute limits.

As his hands blurred with seals, he chanted silently.

"Emperor Form Diagram, Thirteenth Record: Splendor of Heavenly Frost."

The forces collided in a violent exchange of lethal techniques.

Just as the cutting blade of light threatened to descend, Lucien’s ultimate countermeasure finished its manifestation.

Such was the extreme peril of combat at the Perfect Supreme level.

Throughout his history of conflict, Lucien had seldom needed to summon the Emperor Form Diagram.

Only in the presence of true, formidable strength would he resort to the secret divine techniques buried within that scroll.

To date, he had invoked the Tenth Record or higher only nine times, and the Eleventh Record survived only twice.

Each time it was deployed, the enemy met their inevitable end.

Having mastered the final two iterations of the Emperor Form Diagram, he had never before felt compelled to reveal them.

Until now.

He never imagined that a nameless nobody in the Upper Supreme realm would force him to burn his essence blood and summon his final record.

To Lucien, this represented an unforgivable humiliation. He had never felt such deep ignominy in all his years.

His gaze icy, his long hair thrashing in the wind, he pressed his thumbs together and interlaced his fingers to complete the sign.

Immediately, the freezing divine energy within him erupted at a violent pace. The potency of this release was such that it coalesced into ribbons of azure brilliance that danced around him like silk. Wherever these ribbons touched, the fractured space froze solid, abruptly halting the spatial collapse.

His glacial power reached its zenith in a heartbeat. Lucien let out a cold grunt, his eyes anchored to the terrifying strike falling from above.

The keen spear intent sliced at his skin like blades, drawing tiny, bloody lines across his face, yet he disregarded them, focusing entirely on driving his icy power forward.

The ribbons of frozen energy whipped through the night like translucent, otherworldly serpents.

Swoosh.

A screeching whistle tore through the air.

The soft ribbons suddenly grew taut, their edges sharpened to the quality of mortal steel.

In the next moment, this compressed frost exploded outward in every direction.

Within the blink of an eye, the surrounding red aura of slaughter was violently dispersed. Shards of ice scattered, vanishing into a thick white mist that blanketed the sky.

"Ethan, to think you would force me to deploy the final record of the Emperor Form Diagram... you can perish without regrets."

"Go."

Lucien’s expression grew merciless.

The Emperor Form Diagram, Thirteenth Record: Splendor of Heavenly Frost, was fully unleashed.

Hundreds of rigid crystalline ribbons, burdened with irresistible divine force, surged upward.

They weaved through the atmosphere with a life of their own, bypassing the fatal trajectory of the spear intent.

Swoosh. Swoosh. Swoosh.

The ice bands entangled the God Killing Spear, radiating the devastating essence of absolute zero. To the astonishment of all, Ethan was halted mid-air.

Frost manifested out of thin air, anchoring Ethan in place. A layer of ice began to climb the surface of his spear, expanding rapidly.

In a span of only a few heartbeats, Ethan and his spear were thoroughly encased in ice. He hung in the night, trapped in his striking stance.

The black-red spear intent, caught mid-arc, looked like a magnificent, tragic sculpture.

"Hehe, so what if you have a Divine Artifact?"

"The disparity in our cultivation is a chasm that cannot be crossed."

"Even were you to possess ten Divine Artifacts, you would still fail to bridge this gap." Lucien smiled with wild arrogance, steadying his frantic heartbeat with deep breaths.

"Strangle."

He clenched his fist with violent intent. The ice ribbons suddenly turned fluid, shifting into viscous blue shapes that contorted to mimic human figures. These were his clones, each pulse of their power nearly reaching eighty percent of his own true strength. The four figures vaulted into the air, launching chains of frozen energy to bind Ethan’s limbs and torso.

"Ethan, I told you. Victory was never an option for you."

"Whatever nonsense they spout about the Star of Calamity—you are nothing compared to me."

"Now, I shall shatter your limbs and destroy your cultivation, leaving you to beg for life while suffering the agony of a slow death."

Lucien sneered. With a thought, his clones exerted their pressure. Icy power poured through the chains, flooding Ethan’s limbs with the intent to freeze them solid before ripping them from his body. Watching this, the witnesses could not help but gasp in shock. Was this truly a clash of top-tier Perfect Supreme warriors? It was simply too terrifying.