God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 661

Does she even have the right to speak here.

"It is truly noisy."

Ethan lifted a hand and casually picked at his ear, impatience flashing across his face.

Since Ember insisted on courting death, he would send her on her way first.

Along the way, he would send the rest of the capable fighters from the Palace of the Four Cycles with her, so they would not walk the road to hell alone.

Before his final word even faded, Ethan had already moved.

At the first instant, no one reacted.

Only Valerius and several ancient monsters watching from afar could clearly perceive his trajectory.

"Trying to flee."

Valerius snorted coldly when he saw Ethan streaking toward another direction and immediately gave chase.

Yet in the next moment, his expression shifted.

Ethan curved slightly in midair and redirected his path straight toward Ember.

"Not good."

"Ember, retreat."

Valerius’ voice boomed across the sky.

Only then did Ember realize something was wrong.

In her sight, the afterimage of Ethan in the distance had already vanished.

She frowned, scanning the sky.

For a brief moment, she could not capture his figure at all.

"Where did he go."

She gritted her teeth and began retreating according to her father’s warning.

Within a few breaths, a chill crawled up her spine.

She turned to the left.

A streak of cyan light tore through the air toward her at a speed so terrifying that her pupils contracted in horror.

"He is coming for us."

Linus and the others nearby turned pale.

They were not fools.

They understood instantly that Ethan’s target was not merely Ember.

"It is too fast."

"There is no time to evade."

Oberon roared.

"Damn it, Ember."

Eryon and Seris clenched their teeth.

What could they say.

Did they possess the qualification to interfere in a battle of that level.

With Ethan’s current strength, a single slash would be enough to end them.

"Bloodline, burn."

"Ancestral pattern, manifest."

Linus no longer hesitated.

He ignited his bloodline and summoned the ancestral pattern at once.

He positioned himself between Eryon and Seris.

"Retreat."

His shout resounded.

Crimson light enveloped the three of them as their bloodline power flared simultaneously, granting them unprecedented speed and strength.

In an instant, the elite of the Palace of the Four Cycles gathered together and displayed their respective escape techniques.

"Run."

"Run."

Caspian ignited both his blood essence and bloodline power at the same time. Grabbing Sorrel’s shoulder, he fled in another direction.

The Wind Sable clan was renowned for speed and agility. In matters of escape, they were unmatched.

Ethan’s sudden charge resembled a wolf plunging into a flock of sheep.

The once imposing figures of the Palace of the Four Cycles scattered in panic.

"Do you think you can escape."

Ethan’s voice carried a faint sneer.

He was about to strike when a scorching heat surged from behind him.

Valerius had caught up.

The peak of the Perfect Demon Lord realm was not an empty title. His speed was astonishing.

"Stop."

Valerius roared.

Ethan smiled coldly and formed seals with his hands.

"One Energy Transforms into the Three Pure Ones."

Three identical figures appeared beside him.

Without pause, the three clones split apart and pursued the fleeing demons in different directions.

"Clones."

Valerius laughed disdainfully.

"You are merely an Upper Supreme, yet you dare divide your strength. You are courting death."

His laughter ceased abruptly.

He clearly sensed that Ethan’s aura had not diminished in the slightest.

Even more astonishing, the three clones possessed identical auras to the original body.

The aura within them was mysterious and unfathomable.

He could not determine whether they were spirit bodies or specially refined vessels.

The heaven, earth, and mortal clones each chased a separate group.

Ember and the others held the same assumption as Valerius.

Any technique that produced clones required immense mental expenditure.

Clones typically followed one of two principles.

If equal in strength to the original, they lasted only briefly.

If weaker, they endured longer.

No matter which method Ethan employed, it meant advantage for them.

"It is a clone."

"He cannot maintain equal strength across all of them."

"This is our opportunity."

Ember shouted sharply.

"Join together and crush his clone."

Linus’ eyes flickered.

"There is no need."

"I have a better method."

"Gather here."

"We strike the Sky family directly."

"As long as we seize Elara and Lunara, we can threaten him."

"He will not dare act without restraint."

His voice was low but resolute.

A flash of realization appeared across their faces.

Indeed.

If they could hold hostages, Ethan’s blade would be restrained.

Ember and the others flew desperately toward Linus.

Ethan halted abruptly, turning back to strike Valerius with a punch.

A dull explosion shattered the air.

Space cracked between them.

Both retreated simultaneously.

"So you plan to attack the Sky family."

"And use them as leverage."

"Very good."

A faint smile appeared on Ethan’s lips.

His three clones continued driving Ember and the others like a shepherd herding sheep.

"Though your clones are unusual, they cannot equal your original body."

"And do you truly believe the Sky family can withstand my palace’s demon lords."

Valerius spoke with cold amusement.

He had discerned Linus’ strategy immediately.

It was despicable.

But effective.

Ethan smiled faintly.

"I wonder if the Chief Palace Master has considered that this is precisely what I intended."

"Intended."

Valerius laughed.

"Stop pretending to be calculating."

"I will end you here."

He raised his sword and charged again.

Below, Ember and dozens of top demon lords of the Palace of the Four Cycles gathered and surged toward the Sky family.

At that very moment, Ethan advanced toward Valerius.

"Star Reaching Hand."

Simultaneously, he snapped his fingers.

"Heaven Burning Ten Thousand Fire Formation, open."

The formation he had quietly established during the earlier exchanges activated instantly.

Previously, the demons had retreated beyond its range.

But by choosing to attack the Sky family, they had reentered the area covered by the formation.

This was the trap Ethan had laid from the beginning.

As his voice echoed across the sky, the formation roared to life.