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Chapter 1001: Chapter 421 World Smelting, Summoning the Thunderflame Behemoth Again_2

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Chapter 1001: Chapter 421 World Smelting, Summoning the Thunderflame Behemoth Again_2

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The burst of strength fueled by burning one’s true blood origin should be strong, yet short-lived, but Jack Clark not only persisted, he also maintained peak condition throughout, completely defying the rules.

Almost a thousand kilometers in diameter and ten thousand meters high, the Stone Gate stood tall. Above the continental block where Jack Clark and the others had once descended, golden light shimmered as if a Great Sun was descending from the sky.

Boom boom!! Two mountain peaks, separated by over a dozen kilometers, collapsed, hurling countless rocks mixed with magma in all directions, amid a rolling cloud of smoke and dust of astonishing momentum.

Above the collapsing mountain peaks stood a hundred-meter-tall figure with three faces and six arms, whose body was covered with black-red dragon scales—Jack Clark, holding a halberd, with blood-colored flames burning on his body, exuding a terrifying aura that seemed to crush the Void and distort space.

The Earth below even vibrated under the immense pressure of his presence, seeming unable to bear his existence.

In the distance, on the mountainside of another collapsing peak, Jonathan Walker was surrounded by endless golden light. The golden war spear in his hand had broken, leaving only half, and cracks had also appeared on one side of his Sacred Body.

The cracks emitted golden light, slowly dispelling the golden flames and the power of the Blue Thunder enshrouded around it.

Looking at the demon god standing in the distance, with his halberd and an overpowering aura, Jonathan Walker spoke with a cold expression and a deep voice, “Your strength has far exceeded my expectations.”

“Who would have thought that, after more than a decade, the Human Federation would produce such a monstrous genius? To say there was none like you before, and there will be none after, is no overstatement,” he added.

In the face of Jonathan Walker’s praise, Jack Clark’s expression remained indifferent, with his voice carrying a dragon’s roar and growl: “You are also very strong, worthy of the genius who once shook the Federal Cultivation World. To have such terrifying strength in just an Avatar.”

Jonathan Walker’s eyes narrowed slightly: “You actually guessed that I am also but an Avatar.”

Jack Clark spoke indifferently: “Does that even need guessing? Given your talent, mastering the Ninth Heavens within a year and creating a Top-tier Secret Manual, how could your strength be just at the peak of Myth after more than a decade?”

Seeing that Jack Clark’s aura hadn’t slipped in the slightest by now, Jonathan Walker sighed lightly, “It seems I must leave this place sooner than expected.”

As he spoke, a special power began to spread from Jonathan Walker, connecting to the depths of the Void.

Boom!

A tremor came from deep within the Relic World, and immediately the entire Inner World of the ruins began to shake, the floating meteorites at the edges of the Void starting to disintegrate.

Boom boom boom!!

Inside the Inner World of the ruins, fourteen stone statues over two thousand meters tall, along with thirty-seven statues over a thousand meters tall—scattered across various locations—all shook violently.

Around these statues, space distorted, and under the influence of an Invisible Power, spatial jumps occurred, and they suddenly appeared around Jonathan Walker, encircling him like towering mountains.

Above the Void of the Firmament, a stream of Green Light cascaded down, covering Jonathan Walker. Under the radiance of the Green Light, Jonathan Walker’s aura changed, becoming like the lofty and supremely authoritative Heavenly Dao.

Cold and majestic.

At the same time, under the illumination of the Green Light, the fifty-one war puppets—comparable to the early stages of Myth and the Ninth Heavens—seemed to come alive, their eyes lighting up abruptly.

All the runes on the war puppets’ bodies began to shine, responding to each other, forming a formation that spanned hundreds of kilometers. Within the formation, countless black mists appeared out of thin air.

As the black mists engulfed all the war puppets, suddenly a chilling, gloomy, and terrifying aura spread, and the whole world seemed to darken.

Whoosh whoosh!!

Raging winds howled between heaven and earth; projections of fourteen three-thousand-meter-tall black banners appeared, flapping wildly in the wind and rolling up the black mist, giving the stone statues standing in the mist an oppressive feeling.

All of these changes happened in an instant.

At this moment, Jonathan Walker’s aura was immensely vast and majestic, transcending Mythical kings and suffusing Heaven and Earth, covering the entire Inner World of the ruins, below which was the Earth shrouded in rolling black mists.

At this instant, everyone was shocked as they looked towards the center of the Relic Gate, in disbelief.

“Main God-level Divine Might, how is that possible! How could an existence of such level enter this Relic?”

Standing atop a structure within the ruins, Sid Hawk wore a grave expression: “This presence… it’s that of the expert who was fighting Jack Clark earlier. This is troublesome, very troublesome!”

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Because the aura sensed from a distance was too powerful and terrifying, no one dared to approach the entrance gate of the relic located on the floating continent.

Including Sid Hawk and others, although they were somewhat worried about Jack Clark’s situation, they also dared not come close.

Facing a battle of Mythical Peak or even Heavenly King Level, their approach would not only be of no help but they could not even withstand the aftermath and would become a burden to Jack Clark.

Compared to the concerns of Sid Hawk and the others, many from different races had cold smiles on their faces because they knew that the human with an exceptional talent was doomed.

So what if he had the battle strength of Mythical Peak in the late period of the Ninth Heavens? Facing a terrifying being at the Main God-level (Heavenly King), he was no match at all.

Especially since the Ninth Heaven Expert had not yet condensed a Rule True Body and did not have the characteristic of being undying and indestructible, he might be killed by a single hit from that terrifying presence.

But after the cold smiles, those few remaining members of different races not assimilated by the Holy Light showed concern and gravity on their faces again.

No one knew what that Main God-level existence would do after killing the human.

At the Black Stone Gate towering ten thousand meters away, Jack Clark couldn’t help but take a deep breath. Even his expression became serious at this moment, not expecting Jonathan Walker to have this move up his sleeve.

Above the Firmament, Jonathan Walker, enveloped in a green light, had a cold expression as he looked towards the distant three-faced six-armed Jack Clark, his eyes filled with icy coldness and murderous intent.

Because of Jack Clark’s great strength, he had to start refining this World Fragment earlier than planned, costing him greatly.

At the moment, only Jonathan Walker perceived that at the edge of the Relic World, roughly the size of more than a dozen Blue Star, several cracks were spurting ‘energy’ into the deep Void as if a balloon had deflated.

This energy was the Laws’ Origin of this world, and every bit of its loss would cause an indelible damage to it, reducing the strength of the world.

During the years spent in this relic, most of Jonathan Walker’s time had been devoted to refining the World Origin and repairing the crystalline barrier at the edges of this fragment of the world.

Beyond that, at each node, he used Mythical-level War Puppets as nodes, condensing the Great Array Inheritance obtained from deep within this relic.

Originally everything was proceeding very smoothly, and in just a few more months once he had refined the Inner World of an Ancient Supreme Being and fused it with the Holy Light Rules, he would be able to make a breakthrough to the Heavenly King Level in one fell swoop.

By then, with nearly twenty Mythical-level War Puppets forming the All-Heaven Demon Flag formation, his battle strength would become extremely terrifying, far stronger than an average Heavenly King.

But now…

As he thought this, Jonathan Walker’s slight fondness for the genius Jack Clark, born of admiration, disappeared in an instant, leaving only icy killing intent as he spoke coldly.

“Let me escort you on your final journey.”

Speaking, a pair of golden eye shadows tens of thousands of meters large slowly emerged behind Jonathan Walker, instantly engulfing Jack Clark with a strong aura of death.

Jack Clark looked up at the white-clothed youth above the Firmanent, who seemed like the ‘Heavenly Dao,’ and at those golden eyes emitting terrifying power, and slowly said, “Don’t think you’re the only one with a trump card.”

Boom!

Blue runes burst from the back of Jack Clark’s left hand, turning into endless chains of blue rune sequences that encircled him, instantly forming a Summoning Altar covering a diameter of a thousand meters.

The moment the altar formed, it connected with a horrific creature in a distant region, and immediately a world-shaking, violent roar echoed between heaven and earth.

Roar!

Amid the roaring, the altar’s light shimmered, and a ferocious Black-red Giant Claw thundered out, followed by a vast and mighty Black-red Dragon Head with pairs of red feather horns burning with Golden-White flames on both sides.

Under Jonathan Walker’s serious gaze, a shadow of a colossal Black-red Beast that was a thousand meters long, dragon-like but not a dragon, rose up from behind Jack Clark.

This time, it was the power projection of the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon, which was currently in a state of hibernation. Summoning the real body would interrupt its transformation.

But even a projection with only thirty percent of its strength was terrifyingly shocking. Upon its arrival, an aura of domineering Predatory Primordial and Myth-devouring ferocity permeated the entire inner world of the relic, causing everyone to instinctively feel palpitations, panic, and unease.