God-Tier Fishing System Chapter 731 731

With frenzied mental energy, he extended his senses, activating the Heaven-piercing Mind Eyes. Only through this effort could he just barely keep pace with Aaron Verdant's speed.

"Fall back rapidly!"

Silvon seized Glacien and Wilford by their collars, flinging them behind him.

But in the very next moment, Aaron Verdant appeared.

Silvon concentrated icy divine power in his palm, pushing it forward forcefully. A vast formation materialized instantly, spinning with great velocity.

A colossal ice palm, charged with terrifying divine power, shot forth.

Aaron Verdant cast a glance back at it, merely offering a dismissive smile. With a casual flick of his fingers, a formidable streak of sword intent sliced directly through the void, bisecting the immense ice palm cleanly at its center!

In the blink of an eye, Aaron Verdant materialized behind Glacien and Wilford.

They couldn't even discern his movements clearly.

Their bodies instinctively registered an immense peril. A bone-chilling sensation surged from the soles of their feet, piercing directly to their hearts.

Both men yearned to flee, yet their limbs utterly refused to comply. Their legs felt as heavy as lead, immobile.

A frigid aura descended upon the crowns of their heads.

Aaron Verdant had already appeared behind them, reaching out with both hands and gripping their skulls.

Glacien and Wilford were lifted into the air like mere fledglings, utterly incapable of resistance.

Overwhelming divine power flooded their bodies, instantly neutralizing all their strength. Their entire forms went numb and slack, much like pliant rubber dolls.

"Aaron Verdant! Stop this instant!"

Silvon bellowed in fury. His fists clenched so tightly that his teeth nearly shattered.

Aaron Verdant's might far surpassed his expectations.

He understood their prior clash was merely a preliminary test. Yet, he had not anticipated Aaron Verdant concealing such a significant portion of his true strength.

Despite both being Emperor Realm experts, their actual combat prowess was clearly not on an equivalent level!

"Stop?"

"Why should I cease? Do these two insignificant wretches actually dare to chirp and bellow at this Venerable?"

"Truly lacking any semblance of manners or respect for their elders!" Aaron Verdant stated impassively. His voice was icily severe, causing Glacien and Wilford's scalps to prickle.

"Aaron Verdant, my Moonfall Clan bears no animosity towards you! Why do you persistently target us?!"

"Did you not articulate it yourself?"

"The strong prey upon the weak."

"The mighty dictate the rules, while the feeble tread precariously."

"These two are no more than ants before me. A mere flick of my wrist could casually obliterate them."

Aaron Verdant articulated these words with utter apathy. His bearing and tone were drastically distinct from moments before.

The present Aaron Verdant was an embodiment of ruthless power. The sharp aura he exuded deterred any direct gaze.

"Aaron Verdant, do not overstep your bounds!" Silvon ground out through clenched teeth.

"Silvon, it appears you still fail to grasp the situation."

"Do you presume this Venerable ascended to the position of Imperial Teacher of the Great Verdant through mere rhetoric?" Aaron Verdant inquired.

"..."

Silvon clenched his fists, remaining resolutely silent. Defeated in combat and unable to retort, he and the entirety of the Moonfall Clan found themselves utterly suppressed, bereft of any recourse.

"I rely on this."

Aaron Verdant released one hand. Wilford plummeted. Aaron Verdant pivoted and executed a swift kick.

With a sickening thud, Wilford crashed directly towards Silvon's position.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wilford expelled a torrent of fresh blood. The bones and ribs in his chest were completely pulverized, and his internal organs were violently displaced.

He sustained exceptionally grievous injuries, instantly stripped of all combat capability.

Moreover, the lingering energy from Aaron Verdant's kick continued its destructive rampage within Wilford's physique, utterly annihilating his meridians, muscles, and bones.

At this juncture, Wilford was effectively rendered half-crippled. Such severe injuries would necessitate at least a year and a half of recuperation for any hope of recovery, and even then, his strength would never rebound to its former level. The prospect of further advancement was virtually nonexistent.

Silvon caught Wilford, urgently working to expel the residual divine power from his body. He administered vital pills to safeguard Wilford's heart meridian and dantian, thereby averting complete incapacitation.

"Now, it is your turn."

"For daring to voice opposition and defiance against this Venerable, a minor reprisal is warranted."

Aaron Verdant stated coolly. In the next instant, he grasped Glacien's shoulder and applied a gentle tug.

Glacien's face contorted in extreme agony, twisting violently as his heart-wrenching scream reverberated through the heavens.

His arm was forcibly torn from his socket by Aaron Verdant!

Fierce sword intent erupted unbound. Glacien's severed limb was reduced to utter nothingness by the razor-sharp energy.

"This Venerable dislikes taking lives. Your pathetic existence will be spared."

Aaron Verdant gazed at the unconscious Glacien. With a slight toss upwards, he executed a powerful sweeping kick.

Bam!

A dull thud echoed as Glacien was slammed in the abdomen, every bone in his upper body fracturing. Like a lifeless canine, he was sent soaring towards Silvon.

Silvon caught Glacien. The head of their Moonfall Clan had been beaten to the brink of death in such a manner.

The faces of the Moonfall Clan members contorted with uncontainable rage. Never before had their Moonfall Clan endured such a profound humiliation!

Even though many spectators had eagerly anticipated the Moonfall Clan's disgrace and hoped for their downfall, the sheer, terrifying might displayed by Aaron Verdant silenced their anticipated glee.

They exchanged looks of ingrained fear, their hearts seized by an overwhelming dread.

This was the true might of the Great Verdant Lantern Empire!

In the desolate Far North Ice Field, Perfect Supremes were revered as the pinnacle of combat prowess. Yet, in Aaron Verdant's grasp, they were reduced to mere insects.

Even Silvon, the Moonfall Clan Ancestor and an Emperor Realm expert himself, was utterly subjugated by him.

Such was the unforgiving nature of this world. Fortunately, Aaron Verdant was not inclined towards bloodshed. If he had aimed to annihilate everyone present, who could possibly have resisted?

This absolute dominance of power vividly impressed upon the onlookers their own utter insignificance.

This world was indeed far too brutal!

"Silvon, this Venerable does not relish ending lives."

"From this moment on, every single member of your Moonfall Clan present shall cripple one of their own arms. Furthermore, you are forbidden from crossing the Glacier Rift Valley for three centuries. Fail to comply, and face the repercussions yourselves."

Aaron Verdant proclaimed with chilling detachment as he descended from the heavens, emanating an aura as merciless as a God of Slaughter.