God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 710

Terrifying shockwaves spread out instantly, ravaging the ground below.

Lucien backed out of the luminous mist.

He raised his palm. Dense icy divine power rapidly coalesced.

The next second, the icy divine power transformed into thousands of threads, surging outward wrapped in wind and snow.

The sky full of luminous mist was blown away, revealing Ethan’s figure.

"The Holy Son of the Moonfall Clan, truly extraordinary."

Ethan glanced at his arm. During their brief palm exchange, the icy divine power within Lucien had frozen his hand and arm solid.

"Ethan, for you to take a move from this Supreme while only at the Upper Supreme realm is enough for you to be proud."

"With this next move, I will cripple your limbs," Lucien declared, his face carrying the innate arrogance of someone in a superior position.

"Hehe, even your dead Seventh Elder didn’t dare speak to me like that. You, a Perfect Supreme whose realm isn’t even completely stable yet, dare to boast so shamelessly?"

With a thought from Ethan, the Pure Azure Flame surged out.

The pale azure flames instantly melted the frost condensed on his arm.

"It actually melted my icy divine power. That’s an Original Spiritual Fire."

Lucien frowned slightly. Original Spiritual Fires were not rare to him.

What was rare was that Ethan’s could actually melt his icy divine power. Those pale azure flames were absolutely no ordinary Original Spiritual Fire.

"An Original Spiritual Fire, is it. I want to see if it can block this move of mine," Lucien sneered.

The icy divine power surging from his palm intensified even further.

"To deal with you, I don’t even need to use my Original Spiritual Fire," Ethan replied with a smile, his tone indescribably arrogant.

Terrifying sword intent surged forth instantly.

The sword in Ethan’s hand flashed with dazzling silver radiance.

He didn’t wait to defend. He charged forward. His speed was as fast as lightning, the long sword drawing out a brilliant silver trail like a meteor streaking across the night sky.

"You actually dare to take the initiative to attack? You’re courting death," Lucien snorted coldly, anger surfacing on his face.

Ethan’s realm was so much lower than his.

Facing his attack, instead of thinking about defending, Ethan dared to meet it head-on.

A blatant display of contempt. He felt humiliated.

Ethan ignored the words completely and slashed his sword directly at the incoming attack.

No dodge. No evasion. He swept the sword horizontally.

The blade drew out a crescent moon of light that sliced cleanly through the thousands of threads of icy divine power.

Immediately after, the sword spun in Ethan’s palm. The sword light, now like a full moon, continued to sever Lucien’s attack.

The net of icy divine power was sliced in two.

One half flew toward the sky.

The other crashed toward the ground.

"How is this possible?"

Watching Ethan charge straight through his attack, Lucien’s expression shifted.

Ethan’s divine power was so profound, and his sword technique so powerful. How exactly had he done it?

Was this person hiding his true cultivation realm?

He could not accept being suppressed by someone of a lower realm. From childhood until now, across countless battles, he had always been the one fighting above his realm. Never the other way around.

"Falling Autumn Leaves."

Ethan had already arrived in front of Lucien. The sword still spinning in his palm, he abruptly stopped the blade, gripped it backhanded, and slashed toward Lucien’s neck.

The strike was swift and fierce. It carried the chilling killing intent of deep autumn, making an involuntary shiver run down the spine.

Powerful sword intent cascaded down on Lucien like a torrential downpour immediately after.

"Scram." Lucien roared in anger.

He pulled back one hand and thrust the other palm toward Ethan. The massive Ice Dragon behind him extended its claw, movements practically synchronized.

Ethan felt bone-piercing cold near the side of his face. He yanked his sword back violently, spun in mid-air, and dodged right, simultaneously sweeping his sword out horizontally once more.

"Moon-Devouring Slash."

The brilliant sword light tore through the void and severed the incoming claw of the massive Ice Dragon clean off.

Lucien’s main body suffered a minor backlash. His brows furrowed deeply. Anger surged into his heart.

"Ethan, you have completely enraged me."

"Great Extinction Frost Palm."

Lucien rapidly condensed icy divine power in his palm. A blue pattern appeared.

Bang.

A massive icy palm carrying irresistible divine force rushed forward. Its speed triggered an ear-piercing sonic boom. Wherever it passed, space was torn to shreds.

"So fast."

Ethan’s eyes flickered.

With a flick of his wrist, he sent the sword spinning up into the sky. Simultaneously, he brought his palms together to form hand seals, and the Original Spiritual Fire within his body surged out.

"Seven Layer Flame Mirror."

Ethan thrust his palms forward before the words even finished.

The Original Spiritual Fire, wrapped in star power, rapidly condensed in front of him. In the blink of an eye, seven translucent mirrors formed of fire and star power materialized.

The massive icy palm crashed down at the same moment.

Boom.

Snow-white freezing mist permeated the air, turning the surrounding atmosphere to frost. Ethan, bracing against the massive icy palm, was continuously pushed backward through the air.

Crack.

The first Flame Mirror shattered after being covered in cracks, but the power of the icy palm weakened by a fraction.

Snap. Snap. Snap.

A series of sounds followed quickly. Ethan’s defenses disintegrated one after another until only the final layer remained.

Just as the last mirror cracked and neared shattering, Ethan violently exerted force with both arms and flung it up into the sky.

The massive icy palm followed, flying upward with it.

The next second, Ethan drove power into his legs and shot toward Lucien like a cannonball.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

Wherever Ethan passed, the compressed air let out a series of explosive pops.

In battles between top-tier experts, the transition from defense to offense happened in a split second.

"Onyx." Ethan roared inwardly.

Black patterns crawled up his cheeks. His aura skyrocketed, his realm temporarily surging to the Ultimate Supreme realm, his combat strength receiving a massive enhancement.

"Star Reaching Hand."

A brilliant pattern appeared in front of Ethan.

The star power within his body surged out, wrapping around his divine power to condense into a massive handprint that slammed toward Lucien.

This dazzling giant palm contained power several times stronger than before.