God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 690

"Hehe, it seems Your Excellency is determined to meddle in my Moonfall Clan’s affairs?" Werner demanded, his expression turning ugly as a sharp, chilling light flashed in his eyes.

"I said it before: with me here today, you won’t touch a single hair on this Riverborn Clan member’s head!" Ethan replied indifferently.

"Hahaha..." Werner suddenly threw his head back and laughed heartily.

"In all my years of cultivation, this is the first time this old man has met someone so arrogant!"

"I have seen countless geniuses in my life, and those stronger than you cannot be counted on two hands."

"If you think you can stop us by relying on a single Ultimate Demon Lord, you are gravely mistaken!"

"Whether I can stop you or not, you’ll know once you make your move."

"But before that, I advise you to prepare a coffin for yourself, lest your corpse be left exposed in the wilderness!"

Faced with Werner’s threats, Ethan merely smiled faintly, as if the words drifting from the old man’s mouth were nothing more than idle noise.

"Haha, interesting! Truly interesting!"

"It has been many years since someone dared to provoke the majesty of my Moonfall Clan."

"Today, I will personally cripple your limbs and teach you what it means to respect my Moonfall Clan! When that time comes, you will regret everything you have done!"

As Werner’s voice fell, an overwhelming surge of icy divine power burst forth from his body.

The howling wind and snow that blanketed the sky froze in place under his command.

Vast and tyrannical divine power surged outward, whipping the night sky into violent tremors.

"My apologies, but the word ’regret’ does not exist in my dictionary."

The instant Ethan spoke, scorching divine power erupted from within him. Blazing flames roared outward, reducing the surrounding frost to vapor.

Brilliant azure radiance spread in all directions, shattering the suffocating coercion pressing down upon him.

Two terrifying auras rose steadily, colliding head-on in midair. The surrounding space groaned under the pressure, faint cracks spreading like spiderwebs.

"How is this possible?!"

Werner’s expression darkened drastically.

"He is clearly only at the peak of the Upper Supreme realm. Why is his divine power so condensed and formidable? His aura does not fall short of mine in the slightest!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The violent clash of their auras sent shockwaves rippling outward.

Darron’s face changed as he immediately waved his hand, forcing those behind him to retreat.

If they remained, the residual pressure alone would crush them into pulp.

"Just what is this brat’s background? His imposing manner can actually contend with the Seventh Elder evenly?!" Darron’s face was ashen.

Now it was clear the other party had not been exaggerating.

Strength rivaling a Perfect Supreme, combined with a Peak Ultimate Demon Lord. If the two joined hands, Ryan might truly survive this situation.

"Hehe, quite unexpected."

"To think you possess an aura capable of contending with this old man." Werner’s tone was cold.

"However, your realm remains only that of a Peak Upper Supreme. Between that and a Perfect Supreme lies an enormous gap. How long can you sustain such momentum?"

His confidence remained unshaken, as though victory were already sealed.

"How long can I sustain it?"

"The one who should worry about it is you!"

"Lunara, leave this old geezer to me. Handle the rest as you see fit," Ethan instructed.

"Rest assured, Mr. Ethan." Lunara nodded, her gaze locking onto Darron and Erna.

"End this quickly," Ethan said.

In the next instant, he shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring.

"You dare take the initiative? Arrogant brat!" Werner scoffed.

He too surged forward, icy divine power condensing into his palm.

Boom!

Their collision produced a blinding burst of light in the night sky. Space collapsed around them, and the terrifying aftershocks caused Flying Snow City to tremble violently.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Divine power collided in relentless waves, the sky itself seeming on the verge of shattering.

"Brat, you are the only Upper Supreme who has survived a move from me!"

"Speak your name! I do not kill nameless wretches!" Werner roared as icy divine power condensed into a spear within his grasp.

"I am Ethan. Since you know my name, you may die without regrets!"

A silver longsword appeared in Ethan’s hand.

Terrifying sword intent soared into the heavens, its sharpness instantly dispersing the icy aura saturating the space.

"Moon-Devouring Slash!"

The blade fell. Silver crescent light cleaved forward like a moon descending from the sky.

Without pause, Ethan hurled the sword ahead and leapt after it, closing the distance in a flash.

"Petty tricks! You dare flaunt such meager skill before me?!"

"Eight-Directional Ice Explosion!"

Werner swept his spear. Spear intent wrapped in freezing divine power shot outward. Midair, it detonated into blooming blue ice lotuses.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Explosions reverberated continuously, terrifying shockwaves pulverizing Ethan’s incoming sword light.

Ethan unleashed his full strength.

Cyan radiance enveloped his body, dispersing the freezing divine power that rushed toward him.

Within mere breaths, he tore through the exploding ice lotuses.

"He charged through unscathed? How is that possible?!"

Werner’s face filled with disbelief.

An attack of that level had failed to break his defenses. Even a Perfect Demon Lord would suffer minor injuries forcing through it.

"Are you joking?!" Werner’s expression grew sinister.

He no longer intended restraint.

Ethan likewise had no intention of prolonging the battle. He sought a decisive end.

"God Killing Spear!"

Without hesitation, he summoned the Chaos Divine Artifact.

To fight across realms and secure swift victory required overwhelming force, powerful trump cards, and absolute surprise.

The moment the God Killing Spear manifested, black lightning tore across the sky.

Terrifying divine power drained the surrounding air, suffocating coercion descending from above. Reality itself began to warp. Jagged space cracks tore open across the heavens.

Werner was caught off guard.

"What kind of power is this?!"

"That spear... a Divine Artifact! A high-grade Divine Artifact!" His eyes locked onto the black spear in Ethan’s grasp.

Black and crimson lightning coiled wildly like venomous serpents, radiating soul-shaking might.

Spear intent pierced the clouds, rising to a terrifying height in mere moments.

Ethan advanced with the spear in hand, divine power rolling around him like a tidal wave.

Wherever the spear’s edge passed, space collapsed into fragments, shattering and dissolving under the overwhelming spear intent.