God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 623

From the other direction, Kairon charged in.

His body swelled as divine power roared, bones cracking as he transformed into a massive white tiger. His pupils burned with fury, killing intent boiling as he unleashed all of his strength.

Kairon gathered divine power into his claws, his figure blurring as he ducked beneath Ethan’s spear shadow and lunged straight for Ethan’s throat.

"Hmph. Good timing."

Ethan did not even turn his head.

The God-killing Spear transformed into a streak of black lightning and shot forward, striking Axel directly between the eyebrows.

At the same time, the Emperor’s Star within Ethan’s body surged violently. Star power and divine power intertwined, forming a layer of armor across his skin—dark, heavy, and filled with an ancient, tyrannical aura.

Bang—!

Kairon’s claws collided with Ethan’s fist.

The impact sounded like two divine weapons crashing together.

A violent shockwave exploded outward, tearing apart the ground beneath them.

Kairon’s pupils shrank violently.

He stared at Ethan’s fist—unharmed, steady, unmoving.

Then he looked down at his own claws.

For a moment, he almost doubted his senses.

"...What kind of body is this?"

His heart trembled.

The White Tiger clan was renowned across eras for physical strength and terrifying bodies.

Yet in direct hand-to-hand combat, he had been suppressed by a human body cultivator.

"Again!"

Kairon roared unwillingly.

He refused to believe this humiliation.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two clashed fiercely, fists and claws colliding again and again. Divine power surged wildly, shockwaves overlapping as the space around them twisted and groaned.

In just a dozen breaths, nearly a hundred exchanges took place.

Each collision shook the void.

Each strike carried killing intent.

Bang!

Ethan suddenly stepped forward and punched out.

Kairon crossed his arms instinctively—but the terrifying force blasted him backward. Two dull cracking sounds rang out from his right arm as numbness spread rapidly.

Kairon staggered, barely steadying himself.

"...Damn it."

His right arm trembled uncontrollably.

"I can’t overpower him?"

Ethan lowered his fist slowly and sneered.

"The White Tiger clan prides itself on physical bodies?"

"You can’t even compare to a human’s body cultivation."

"What a joke."

His voice was calm, mocking, and merciless.

Before Kairon could reply, Ethan’s figure blurred again, turning into an afterimage as he rushed forward.

Kairon’s expression changed.

He retreated decisively, choosing to pull back and stabilize his condition.

But Ethan had no intention of letting him rest.

His true target had never changed.

Axel.

At this moment, Axel’s aura was visibly declining.

His flesh and soul had been burned nearly eighty percent by the Blood Sacrifice Reincarnation Technique.

At most—

Two minutes remained.

"...Damn it."

Axel realized this clearly.

His face turned ashen.

"This is it."

Ethan’s eyes sharpened.

The God-killing Spear suddenly accelerated again.

A black streak of light flashed across the battlefield.

So fast that even space failed to react.

Puff!

The spear pierced straight through Axel’s eyebrows.

Axel’s hands were still frozen in the seal-forming posture.

He never even had the chance to unleash his final move.

The power and speed of the God-killing Spear were simply too terrifying.

Axel staggered backward stiffly.

His eyes turned toward Ethan, lips trembling.

"You..."

Before the word could leave his mouth, the light in his pupils extinguished completely.

His soul collapsed.

His body burned out.

The ancestral soul of the Golden Phoenix clan—annihilated.

Axel’s form turned into a ball of blood-red light and vanished entirely.

The God-killing Spear embedded itself deeply into the ground.

Ethan landed lightly atop the spear’s shaft, standing with hands behind his back. His gaze shifted calmly toward Kairon and Elder Ronan.

"Now," he said indifferently, voice cold as judgment itself.

"it’s time for you two to hit the road."

Kairon and Elder Ronan’s expressions darkened simultaneously.

"Haha... arrogant human."

Elder Ronan’s body twisted as he transformed fully into a massive Wind Sable. Cyan divine power surged violently around him, sharp winds screaming as they tore through the air.

Ethan’s eyes flashed.

"Supreme Prisoner’s Heavenly Lock."

The Emperor’s Star within his body trembled violently.

Star power poured out like a torrent.

Golden chains descended from the sky, clanking as they fell, instantly binding Kairon and Elder Ronan in midair.

"A mere chain wants to trap us?"

Elder Ronan snorted coldly.

He opened his mouth, sharp fangs gleaming as cyan wind-attribute divine power condensed rapidly within.

In the blink of an eye, a compressed sphere of divine wind—packed with countless cutting blades—formed.

Roar!

Elder Ronan unleashed it.

The cyan wind mass slammed into the golden chains, detonating violently.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Terrifying airwaves rippled outward, smashing into the Supreme Prisoner’s Heavenly Lock.

The golden chains trembled violently, ringing like celestial bells.

But only for a moment.

The chains steadied.

Golden light flowed calmly along their surface—unbroken, unscarred.

Elder Ronan’s expression changed.

"...It didn’t break?"

He frowned deeply.

"What kind of technique is this?"

"A secret art? A divine spiritual technique?"

Unable to accept it, Elder Ronan roared again and slashed with his claws.

Cold light flashed.

Clang!

The claws struck the golden chains, producing only crisp metallic sounds.

No damage.

Not even a scratch.

He shook his numb arm, his expression growing increasingly ugly.

Kairon watched in silence, his face grim.

Even Elder Ronan couldn’t break the chains.

He clenched his fists.

"How is this possible?"

"Two Ultimate Supreme-level existences can’t break a human boy’s technique?"

"Are you mocking me?"

Rage surged within him.

Divine power flooded his body as he burned flesh and soul even more fiercely.

Bang!

Kairon punched forward.

Space cracked violently under the force of his fist.

The punch struck the Supreme Prisoner’s Heavenly Lock directly.

The chains shook, ringing loudly.

Then—

Nothing.

They remained intact.

"...Intact?"

Kairon’s pupils shrank.

"Is this also a divine weapon?"

Grinding his teeth, Kairon pushed his power to the absolute limit.

White divine power condensed densely around his fists, forming solid, glove-like layers.

A humanoid white tiger figure appeared, frantically bombarding the surrounding chains.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each strike sent ripples through space.

The chains swayed like wind chimes.

Yet no matter how violent the assault—

The Supreme Prisoner’s Heavenly Lock remained unscathed.

Ethan watched calmly.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

The Nine Emperors Dao Body was the physique that the Star Emperor comprehended from the legendary Original Stone Tablet.

By condensing nine stars and cultivating them to the extreme, one could manifest the legendary Nine Emperors Dao Body.

Each condensed star granted a star secret art comparable to a divine-level spiritual technique.

And as more stars were condensed, the star secret arts grew ever more terrifying.

The Star Emperor stood at the pinnacle of an era overflowing with geniuses precisely because of the Nine Emperors Dao Body and the mysterious, unfathomable Nine Star Secret Techniques.