God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 622

One could tell at a glance that the spear in Ethan’s hand was no ordinary weapon.

The moment it appeared, its aura alone made one’s scalp numb, as if a primordial beast had opened its eyes after endless slumber.

"I wonder... can Ethan really gain the upper hand just by relying on a divine weapon?" Lunara asked softly, her fingers unconsciously tightening.

"That black spear is not an ordinary artifact," Alina replied, her gaze fixed on the battlefield, voice low and serious.

"In the distant ancient times, there were legends of ten top-tier artifacts—far above ordinary divine weapons. They were called Chaos artifacts."

She paused briefly, then continued.

"Among those ten, only one was a spear. The God-Killing Spear of Demon Ancestor Xarion Veldrith."

Lunara’s eyes widened slightly.

"But that inheritance is said to lie within Blackspire Mountain, a forbidden land of the demon clans. Humans are absolutely unable to step into it."

Alina shook her head slowly. "That’s why I don’t believe the spear in Ethan’s hand is truly the God-Killing Spear. Still... even if it isn’t, it is terrifying enough."

She exhaled softly.

"At this point, it doesn’t matter what weapon he holds. All that matters... is whether he can win."

On the battlefield, Ethan had already arrived in front of Axel.

Less than a foot separated them.

"Old thing," Ethan said coldly, his eyes devoid of warmth.

"You should have dissolved into the long river of history long ago. Instead, you crawled back through a forbidden technique to cause chaos."

"Today, I’ll shatter your final remnant and send you to reincarnation."

Black lightning split the sky.

The God-killing Spear swept outward, opening and closing like the jaws of a ferocious dragon. Terrifying divine power rolled along the spear shaft as the flame-wrapped tip stabbed straight toward Axel’s face.

Axel’s expression twisted violently.

The moment the spear moved, its sharp edge was fully revealed. The black lightning numbed his soul, and the spear’s intent cut across his senses like blades.

For an instant, even an ancient ancestral soul like him felt genuine fear.

But Axel’s body reacted instinctively.

He twisted aside at the last moment, barely avoiding the spear’s edge.

At the same time, he forcefully stabilized his divine power. Bloody flames surged as a massive phoenix spirit condensed behind him, its wings spreading wide and blotting out the sky.

"Go!"

Axel retreated explosively, pointing downward.

The bloody golden phoenix screamed as it descended, carrying a firepower that devoured everything in its path. Space cracked visibly wherever it passed, unable to withstand the infernal heat.

Huh!

Ethan spun the spear in his hand, striking upward in a clean arc.

A nearly solid black spear-shadow erupted forth, accompanied by roaring black lightning.

Boom!

The bloody phoenix was split cleanly into two, flame scattering violently in all directions.

Ethan did not slow down.

He burst through the raging fire and charged again, refusing to give Axel even a breath to recover.

Huhuhu—!

The spear rotated at terrifying speed, generating deafening sonic booms as it spun like a black celestial body.

"Go!"

The God-killing Spear shot forward.

Axel roared and condensed divine power in front of his chest. Bloody flames rapidly formed a circular shield, its surface engraved with an intricate golden phoenix pattern.

The shield shimmered with immense solidity.

Ethan suddenly spread his arms and shouted.

Black lines crawled down his neck and climbed across his cheeks, like living runes awakening from deep sleep.

Boom!

His aura surged again.

In a flash, Ethan vanished.

The next moment, he appeared directly in front of Axel, the God-killing Spear following like a shadow.

Axel was forced to retreat continuously, his expression growing uglier with each exchange.

The spear spun like a black moon, its edge slicing through space itself. Cracks spread wherever it passed, leaving the void trembling.

Axel could feel it clearly.

If he blocked head-on, his soul would be severely damaged—perhaps even crippled.

And worse—

Ethan’s aura was still rising.

This human’s true combat power was terrifying beyond reason.

Axel’s mind churned.

Why... why did the younger generations provoke such a monster?

But regrets were meaningless now.

If Ethan died here, the Golden Phoenix clan would rise to unprecedented heights.

If Ethan survived...

Then the future of the Golden Phoenix clan would be nothing but darkness and destruction.

"Break!"

Axel gritted his teeth and hurled the flaming shield forward.

The shield carried concentrated divine fire and collided head-on with the God-killing Spear.

Crack!

The shield shattered instantly.

Not even a single breath could it withstand.

Axel’s pupils shrank violently.

"Come—sword!"

He roared.

The golden sword in Ember’s hand flew across the battlefield and landed in Axel’s grasp.

Axel dragged his palms across the blade.

Blood poured forth.

Bloody flames surged upward, completely engulfing the sword.

"The secret method of bloodline, Golden Flame, Sundering the Blue!"

It was the same move Ember had used.

But in Axel’s hands, its power was on an entirely different level.

This was a bloodline secret method unleashed by an Ultimate Supreme—its might comparable to a divine-grade spiritual technique.

Sword intent exploded outward, instantly condensing into a miniature world.

The world sealed shut, trapping Ethan inside.

Countless sword blades formed from pure intent, descending like a storm to annihilate him.

Ethan’s eyes narrowed.

With a single thought, he formed seals with his hands.

"The Boundless Intent World—open."

A mysterious force unfolded.

The heavens and earth lost their colors.

Black and white replaced all else.

The raging sword intent vanished without a trace, swallowed whole.

Axel’s expression changed drastically.

"No... this is also an intent world!"

"How is this possible?!"

"It directly suppressed my sword intent world?!"

Confusion and shock filled his heart.

But Axel reacted immediately.

He raised his arm and slashed down.

A half-moon-shaped flaming sword energy tore through the Boundless Intent World, ripping open fissures as it charged toward the God-killing Spear.

Clang—!

A crisp sound echoed.

The spear paused for a fraction of a second.

That was all.

Ethan stepped forward.

Grasping the spear with both hands, he twisted his waist and swung with brutal force.

A full-moon-shaped spear shadow erupted, smashing Axel’s sword energy into fragments.

"Sleep."

Ethan extended his palm and clenched it violently.

The Boundless Intent World compressed instantly.

Pressure from all directions crushed inward, threatening to grind Axel into nothingness.

"You think you can trap me with intent alone?" Axel roared.

He spread his arms wide, blood-red flames surging from his palms, attempting to tear the world apart from within.

"It’s too late," Ethan said coldly.

"Old thing—die."

He thrust the spear forward.

At that instant—

A violent gust howled.

Ethan’s pupils contracted.

From the side, cyan divine power condensed into a spinning blade wheel, slashing toward his head with terrifying sharpness.

It was the ancestral soul of the Wind Sable clan.

Seeing this, Ethan stopped, raised his hand, and knocked the blade wheel away.