God-Tier Fishing System Chapter 729 729

"Even if this young master has lost an arm, I can still easily defeat you!" Lucien declared coldly, continuing to manipulate Ethan's emotions in an attempt to provoke him.

"I originally thought the Moonfall Clan's Holy Son was some great figure. Turns out, he's just a piece of trash who only knows petty tricks like stalling for time."

Ethan chuckled indifferently. He then swept his hand backward.

"Supreme Prisoner's Heavenly Lock!"

Before his words even finished, the incantation for the Nine Emperors Dao Body began to circulate.

Two stars within his body pulsed with powerful force. Golden light rapidly condensed in the sky above. Countless golden chains descended from the heavens.

Wave after wave of Moonfall Clan members charged over, blanketing the sky like a flock of black ducks. But when the golden chains fell, the terrifying shockwaves scattered the crowd directly.

Those with higher cultivation realms barely managed to survive, but they were trapped. Their combat strength was completely incapable of shaking the golden chains. They could only remain locked in place as star power continuously devoured their vitality.

As for those whose realms were insufficient, the instant the golden chains descended, they were annihilated by the terrifying energy. As fragile as tofu, unable to withstand a single blow.

"Did the Holy Son truly think these stray dogs and chickens could save your life?"

Ethan retracted his hand and continued his ruthless mockery.

"You!" "Court!" "Death!"

Lucien attempted to steal the curry but lost the rice. His stalling tactic failed, and instead, he was the one enraged by Ethan.

He lowered his head, panting heavily. His eyes were entirely bloodshot, his furious gaze looking as if he wanted to swallow Ethan alive.

"Lucien, you are too naive!"

Ethan had no intention of giving Lucien any more chances. Before his words faded, he vanished from his spot.

When he reappeared, he had already crossed dozens of feet, appearing directly in front of Lucien.

"Not good!"

Lucien's pupils shrank. His heart screamed that things were bad. He used every ounce of his strength to retreat backward.

But Ethan leaped forward, perfectly matching Lucien's tempo.

At the same time, the God Killing Spear in his hand crackled with black-red lightning. The sharp glint on the spear's blade stung Lucien's eyes.

"It's over!"

Ethan swung the God Killing Spear, the black-red lightning danced violently alongside it.

Unwilling to accept his fate, Lucien formed a one-handed seal. The icy divine power within his body gathered madly, converging in his right palm.

"Too slow!"

With a flash of his figure, Ethan appeared above Lucien.

He swept the God Killing Spear horizontally. Lightning danced frantically, striking out like a nest of wild serpents! Terrifying divine might surged forth, slashing toward Lucien with world-destroying momentum!

At this moment, Lucien's pupils contracted sharply. He tangibly felt the true, paralyzing fear of death.

"Ethan! You cannot kill me!"

"If you kill me, our Moonfall Clan will absolutely never let you off!"

"Even if we have to search the highest heavens and the deepest underworld, our Moonfall Clan will grind your bones to dust!" Lucien roared.

Such a hollow threat didn't slow Ethan's spear in the slightest. Instead, it merely provoked another mocking smile.

Watching the spear light draw closer, the coercion of the Divine Artifact suffocated Lucien. His body went entirely limp, unable to muster even a trace of strength.

He knew his threat had failed. Ethan was absolutely determined to kill him.

But Lucien was somewhat baffled. Why was Ethan so dead-set on killing him? How exactly had he and the Moonfall Clan offended him?

"Ethan! My Moonfall Clan has no grievances or enmity with you! Why do you insist on opposing us?!" Lucien bellowed.

"Opposing the Riverborn Clan makes you my enemy."

"Furthermore, Althea is mine!"

Hearing this, realization dawned on Lucien.

But his heart was still filled with indignation. "Ethan, it's just a woman! I will give her to you, that's all!"

"Don't kill me! If you kill me, you will absolutely regret it!"

"So much nonsense. I will only regret it if I don't kill you."

"This ends here, Lucien!"

Ethan's voice was ghostly and cold, as if echoing from the depths of hell. The long spear in his hand completely transformed into the scythe of the Grim Reaper!

At the same time, a voice of absolute, explosive fury descended from the sky, rolling like thunder and making everyone's scalp tingle.

"Arrogant junior, stop your hand! If you dare to kill my Moonfall Clan's Holy Son, my Moonfall Clan will absolutely never let you off! We will definitely make you pay blood for blood!"

"Hehe!"

Ignoring the Moonfall Clan Ancestor's menacing words, Ethan merely offered a chilling smirk. He not only continued his assault, but the God Killing Spear accelerated, its piercing aura growing more intense!

Swish!

Divine power vaporized all obstacles. The formidable spear intent sliced past Lucien's neck, bisecting the night sky with a clean stroke!

Lucien's head detached and flew. Hot blood erupted, painting the sky like a vibrant, crimson bloom.

The ongoing clashes ceased abruptly. All eyes swiveled towards Ethan's location.

Their faces were etched with utter disbelief and profound shock.

With a dazed expression, they observed Lucien's head descending slowly.

His eyes still burned with indignation and regret as Lucien's lifeless form followed his head, tumbling from the heavens.

Thud!

A dull thud echoed as the body carved a crater upon impact with the earth.

Lucien's head rolled a short distance from his corpse, finally settling. His irises were wide, devoid of all light, yet his final gaze remained locked on Ethan, a testament to the immense hatred Lucien harbored.

All attention was riveted on Lucien's severed head as it rolled. The moment seemed to stretch into eternity.

No one had foreseen such a swift and brutal turn of events.

Despite the Moonfall Clan's all-out effort, Ethan remained utterly unfazed. Their very own Holy Son had been dispatched with a single blow!

This was the grim future looming over the Moonfall Clan!

Heralded as a prodigy unmatched in the Far North Ice Field for a millennium, the sole inheritor of the Moonfall Clan's myriad legacies, destined to become the clan's future Emperor Realm powerhouse, and a supreme talent with the potential to reach the mythical Great Emperor realm.