God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 665

Whether it was the physical body, combat experience and techniques, or the endless and shocking trump cards.

None of it could be compared to ordinary cultivators.

In the future, if this child stepped into the Ultimate Supreme realm, he might become an invincible existence beneath the Emperor level.

On this continent, as long as a powerhouse at White Emperor’s level did not personally intervene, Ethan could walk sideways without restraint.

"Although the Golden Phoenix clan is not known for body refinement, they are remnants of ancient mythical beasts."

"Their physical bodies are extraordinary and cannot be compared to great demons or humans."

"And this Ethan did not fall into a disadvantage in close combat just now. His tempering and polishing of his body have reached an unprecedented level."

"Even I do not dare to claim I can defeat this child in a contest of physical strength."

The middle-aged man spoke with a solemn expression.

The white-bearded old man’s eyes widened in shock.

The man beside him was named Cedric.

He was an ancient species, the white-headed ape.

In terms of bloodline grade and rarity, it surpassed even the Golden Phoenix.

The white-headed ape was renowned for its physical strength.

Among the demon clans, very few were more talented in body cultivation than the white-headed ape, only legendary beings such as the Dragon Leviathan Fish and the like.

Across the entire northwest of the Demon Territory, if Cedric claimed his physical body ranked second, absolutely no one would dare claim first.

Even someone as powerful as Valerius was inferior to Cedric in terms of body refinement.

Yet Cedric had given Ethan such an evaluation.

Did that not mean that Ethan’s physical body alone was already comparable to a Perfect Demon Lord?

Under normal circumstances, human cultivators rarely focused on tempering their bodies.

The human race had gradually lost many of its body cultivation methods in ancient times.

Compared to the demon race, humans were far inferior in physical strength.

But Ethan was different.

The situation had completely reversed.

It was difficult to imagine what Ethan would look like once he left the Demon Territory.

With his combat power, he could probably sweep across any territory at will.

"Now Valerius has kicked a steel plate."

"Let alone capturing Ethan, it is still uncertain whether the Palace of the Four Cycles can escape intact today."

Cedric’s tone was grave.

"That green turtle shell should be an artifact with extremely powerful sealing ability. It is not an ordinary artifact."

"Its grade is far above the divine sword in Valerius’s hand."

"The flame formation consists of five kinds of spiritual fires. The power of those five strange fires has already reached the level of Original Spiritual Fire. The formation itself must be at least holy grade."

"If I am not mistaken, his clone technique should be an extremely mysterious inheritance method."

"The same goes for the falling stars. I fear that is the legendary divine grade secret method."

The white-bearded old man looked up at the sky.

Two massive stars blotted out the heavens and the sun, casting a vast shadow that enveloped everyone.

At that moment, Ember and the others within the Heaven-Burning Ten Thousand Fire Formation all had drastic changes in expression.

Their pupils contracted violently.

An inexplicable fear rose in their hearts. Beneath such terrifying power, even the thought of resistance began to crumble.

"What is this?"

"What level of inheritance and secret method is this? What kind of monster is this Ethan?"

"Why is he so strong? How are we supposed to fight him?"

Some clutched their heads, eyes wide, faces filled with horror.

They shook continuously, muttering to themselves.

Their fighting spirit and confidence were completely shattered by Ethan.

Facing the descending miniature stars, despair overwhelmed them to the point that they nearly lost their reason.

Like headless flies, they spun anxiously within the one-foot space sealed by the Supreme Prisoner’s Heavenly Lock.

The panic spread.

Many within the Palace of the Four Cycles began clutching their heads in terror.

How could they fight against such an offensive?

Either way they would die.

Better to abandon resistance, find a suitable spot, and dig a pit for themselves.

If one had to die, at least die with dignity.

A pit could serve as a grave.

Oberon of the Heavenly Palace frowned deeply, his expression turning extremely ugly.

Suddenly, he roared in fury.

A terrifying aura erupted from his body. Divine power surged outward in all directions.

He raised his palm and struck several Upper Demon Lords who had already lost their minds.

Bang, bang.

In the blink of an eye, those chattering figures exploded and died.

"If anyone dares to disturb morale again, I will send him to hell in advance!"

Oberon snorted coldly, then continued.

"That Ethan only gained a momentary advantage by relying on formations and powerful secret techniques of unknown origin."

"I refuse to believe that with so many Ultimate Supremes here, we cannot block the killing move of a mere human body cultivator."

Eryon, Caspian, and Ember all lifted their heads.

Violent air currents ruffled their hair. The terrifying power contained within the stars made their scalps numb.

They clenched their fists and ground their teeth.

That might be true.

But Ethan’s move was too overwhelming.

Even the three of them could not suppress a trace of despair rising in their hearts.

However, as masters of their respective palaces, they could not simply wait for death or surrender.

No matter what, they had to fight with everything they had.

"Everyone, at this point, we have no choice but to stake our lives."

"Use all your trump cards. Otherwise, you can save them for the next life."

Ember drew a deep breath and spoke each word clearly.

Oberon leapt upward and stood before the group.

"Everyone, form the Four Cycle Prison Formation!"

As his words fell, he pressed his palms together to form a seal.

He still refused to believe it.

With the four of them at the peak of the Ultimate Supreme realm, along with other Ultimate Demon Lords and dozens of Upper Demon Lords under their command, could they truly not withstand Ethan’s move?

Daniel, master of the Golden Palace. Linus, master of the Slaughter Palace. Caspian, master of the Wind Palace.

The three nodded simultaneously and floated into the air.

The four formed a circle. Four beams of different colored light surged upward into the sky.

"Now that things have come to this, no one should hide anything. Go all out."

After Linus spoke, he took the lead.

Ancestral patterns surfaced behind him, and his bloodline power was pushed to the extreme.