God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 658

Valerius frowned slightly, his expression solemn, yet his state of mind remained steady.

Only his estimation of Ethan had changed.

This human body cultivator’s combat power was stronger than he had first imagined.

But only a little stronger.

Until now, he had merely used fifty to sixty percent of his strength. The previous exchanges had been nothing more than a test, a measure of Ethan’s depth.

Now it was clear that this youth possessed genuine ability.

He was worthy of being treated seriously.

Valerius fixed his gaze on Ethan. Golden light flickered across his arms, and the force that had surged into his limbs was instantly erased by his own power.

Behind him, a violent roar erupted.

The Star of Great Stillness detonated completely. A towering mushroom cloud of flame surged upward, fire filling the sky.

The terrifying heat scorched everything in its path. The snow that had blanketed the mountains for years melted rapidly. Frozen soil cracked and steamed.

The once snow capped peaks were reduced to bare rock.

The shockwave expanded outward in all directions. The fiery fluctuations alone were enough to tear apart an ordinary Supreme.

No one dared to underestimate the aftermath. The surrounding cultivators retreated hastily and joined forces to erect defensive barriers, fearing they would be swept away.

Bathed in the blaze, Valerius’ figure seemed insignificant.

Yet he did not even glance backward.

The scorching air distorted his robes and hair.

He stared at Ethan quietly, a faint sneer tugging at his lips.

Two streaks of golden light shot in from the distance and landed beside him.

His two spiritual weapons had returned.

Ethan floated silently in midair.

His face was expressionless, his dark eyes calm as a bottomless pool.

No trace of joy or anger could be seen within them.

Though he had drawn upon Onyx Orchid’s power, the previous attack had not been unleashed at full strength.

Valerius had been testing him.

He had been testing Valerius as well.

"As expected of someone who defeated my daughter."

"You barely qualify to make me take you seriously."

Valerius spoke with a faint smile.

He continued at once.

"That flame you command is formidable. Its grade is surely not low."

"Yet in your hands, it cannot reveal its true potential."

"When I capture you, every secret and treasure within your body will belong to me."

"The techniques and secret arts you cultivate will be carried forward by me."

"For such a flame to follow you is an embarrassment."

His smile was filled with contempt.

Ethan let out a soft laugh.

"It seems I gave Palace Master Valerius too much confidence."

"Do you truly believe you are the only one testing?"

Valerius’ gaze sharpened.

"With your realm and strength, you think yourself qualified to test me?"

"Whether I am qualified is not for you to decide."

"When you strike, you had best go all out."

"If you continue to hold back, you may not even have the chance to make another move."

Ethan’s tone carried the same disdain, even more unrestrained than Valerius’, laced with unmistakable provocation.

Valerius burst into laughter.

"It seems my earlier restraint has given you delusions."

"You have lost sight of reality."

"Today, I will show you what a true powerhouse is."

"The Palace of the Four Cycles is the rightful ruler of the northwest of the Demon Territory."

"Anyone who desecrates its dignity will be killed without mercy."

His voice grew icy with the final words.

The smile vanished from his face.

Violent divine power erupted from his body like a volcano breaking through the earth.

The aura that spread outward was far more terrifying than before.

This time, he was no longer probing.

"It is finally time to reveal your true strength."

"This is interesting."

A faint smile curved Ethan’s lips.

From beginning to end, he had known Valerius had not fought with full power.

Now the true battle would begin.

Facing the overwhelming pressure of a peak Perfect Demon Lord, Ethan did not retreat.

Instead, his anticipation grew stronger.

Today, he would use Valerius to verify the results of six months of cultivation.

With his current realm, could he defeat a Perfect Demon Lord of this level without relying on the Chaos Artifacts?

He looked forward to the answer.

"Come."

"Reckless boy."

"The previous exchanges do not count."

"I will grant you ten moves."

"If within ten moves you can even touch a single strand of my hair, the Palace of the Four Cycles will withdraw today and spare the Sky family."

Valerius stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression confident.

He would no longer test.

Without that artifact he used in the Training Trial Secret Realm, Ethan would not touch him at all.

"Ten moves?"

Ethan shook his head lightly.

"It seems Palace Master Valerius still lives in his own fantasy."

In the next instant, his eyes turned sharp and cold, like a venomous serpent locking onto prey.

"Valerius."

"You overestimate yourself."

"One move."

"I need only one."

He raised a single finger, his tone arrogant to the extreme.

Before the final word faded, his figure vanished.

To the eyes of the crowd, Ethan transformed into a streak of cyan lightning and shot toward Valerius.

Faint starlight shimmered around him, brilliant as the Milky Way cascading from the heavens.

His speed was astonishing.

In only a few breaths, he arrived before Valerius.

He raised his arms and slashed forward, carving a crescent of silver light through the air.

The sharp blade tore apart the golden flames surrounding Valerius.

"So fast."

Valerius’ pupils contracted. He had not expected Ethan’s speed to nearly match his own.

The sudden burst caught him off guard.

Yet surprise did not mean loss of control.

He remained composed.

Valerius swept his golden sword outward.

A surge of flame infused sword energy rushed toward Ethan with overwhelming force.

His attack carried greater power and absolute dominance.

The moment Ethan’s crescent sword light touched the golden blade, it shattered instantly, dissolving into scattered motes of light.

But Valerius’ expression grew even more solemn.

Something was wrong.

No matter how weak Ethan’s strike was, it should not have collapsed so easily.

In the next instant, the golden sword energy passed straight through Ethan’s body.

His figure dissipated like smoke, vanishing into nothingness.