God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 669

It was like a massive boulder crashing from a cliff into the sea.

Layer upon layer of ripples spread outward, each wave carrying terrifying divine power.

That power did not strike the flesh.

It struck the soul directly.

Anyone whose realm was insufficient and whose will was weak could not endure the erosion of the clock’s sound. They would lose consciousness instantly.

The effect was not fatal.

But their minds and souls would suffer a heavy impact and sink into prolonged slumber.

The onlookers collapsed one after another.

Someone realized the danger and shouted loudly, "Seal your ears with mental energy. Do not listen!"

The moment those words rang out, countless cultivators mobilized the power within their sea of consciousness to block their ears.

Yet not everyone possessed the strength to resist the Chaos Clock.

All cultivators and demons below the Supreme realm fell unconscious.

Even the Supremes were not spared. At most, they could endure for half a minute.

Only from a distance of three hundred meters could the Supremes barely maintain awareness to observe the battle.

Seeing this, many people were forced to retreat even further.

If they withdrew any more, they would no longer be able to clearly see the center of the battlefield.

But they had no choice.

To avoid damage to their minds, they abandoned the spectacle, retreated from the area, and waited for the outcome.

The clock continued to tick rhythmically across the heavens.

The palm-sized ancient clock had expanded dozens of times. It now stood as a colossal clock dominating the sky.

Only now could Valerius clearly behold its full form.

A simple golden giant clock engraved with Original Dao texts.

It descended slowly from the heavens. Divine power poured downward like a waterfall.

Valerius roared.

Bloody divine power surged violently and was pushed to its absolute limit. It nearly condensed into tangible crimson tendrils that writhed madly around his body.

"Golden Flame Holy Armor!"

A bloody suit of armor condensed around him.

"Golden Flame Radiance!"

Valerius gathered all his remaining strength. A massive blood-red circular rune formed behind him.

The rune spun at high speed. Divine power surged outward.

He pointed toward the sky.

A thick, solid beam of bloody light shot upward, shattering space wherever it passed.

"What is that clock? Its aura is terrifying!"

"Heavens, it must be another divine artifact."

"Its grade is no lower than the turtle shell from before. It is even more mysterious. My perception cannot approach within three meters of it!"

Cedric and Old Man Gale stared from afar. The enormous black-golden clock made them draw in sharp breaths.

This ancient clock was far too powerful.

Its divine power was so overwhelming that one dared not even look at it directly.

"Valerius can now be considered the strongest under the Emperor Realm. With the Art of Living Sacrifice, his combat power has skyrocketed. This strike is absolute. Neither you nor I could withstand it."

"That may be so. But the aura of that clock makes my scalp numb."

"Valerius is about to lose."

"At this stage, Ethan still holds a trump card." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"It is unbelievable."

Old Man Gale glanced toward Ethan, his expression grave.

At that moment, he felt only deep fear toward this young human.

He was not afraid of strength.

He was not afraid of genius.

What he feared was a monster like this.

Terrifying talent. Overwhelming combat power. A mind utterly stable. Endless trump cards. Completely unpredictable.

"It’s coming."

Within Cedric’s sight, the divine attack that none could withstand had already collided with the black-golden giant clock.

The expected outcome did not occur.

When the bloody beam entered the dense domain of divine power surrounding the Chaos Clock, it vanished abruptly.

Like a stone falling into a deep pool.

Only a small splash and a few faint ripples remained.

"How... impossible!"

Valerius stared upward at the massive clock.

Even if it was a divine weapon, it should not have neutralized his attack so effortlessly.

His strike had not even touched the body of the clock.

It had been evaporated into nothingness by the boundless divine power flowing around it.

That strike could easily kill an ordinary Perfect Demon Lord.

"The Chaos Artifact. This must be the legendary Chaos Artifact!"

Valerius looked at the giant clock descending upon him.

On its surface, it seemed as though the sun, moon, and stars revolved. Heaven and earth appeared to be contained beneath it.

The overwhelming divine power enveloped him instantly.

The pressure upon his body doubled.

His legs trembled.

The essence, blood, and divine power within him could no longer circulate.

Valerius clenched his teeth.

He could not resist this magnitude of power.

A profound sense of helplessness surged from the depths of his heart.

"Ethan. I fought my entire life. I was invincible across the northwest of the Demon Territory."

"I did not expect that after giving everything today, I would fall before my own doorstep."

"But remember this. I was defeated by this Chaos Artifact. Not by you."

"If not for this divine weapon, I would have killed you like a dog."

Valerius glared at Ethan, his words forced through clenched teeth.

His voice was filled with resentment. His eyes burned with unwillingness.

"Your mouth is tough."

Ethan remained indifferent.

He raised his palm sharply.

The Chaos Clock descended suddenly.

Bang.

A thunderous roar echoed.

The massive black-golden clock engulfed Valerius and crashed into the ground.

Dust soared into the air.

Divine power gradually faded.

The world finally returned to silence.

"Mr. Ethan, can you preserve Valerius’s body intact?"

Elara’s voice sounded at Ethan’s side.

"Intact body? For what?"

"The Sky family’s supreme weapon refining techniques can transform a powerful puppet for you. It requires a formidable body as material. Valerius is the most suitable."

It was the Sky family’s offering of allegiance.

"A puppet. Interesting."

Ethan’s mind stirred.

Within the Chaos Clock, boundless power surged, refining Valerius.

A breeze swept through, scattering the dust.

Mountains had been leveled. The land lay shattered. Trees and vegetation had been reduced to ash.

The entire region resembled a place struck by a falling star.

Every member of the Palace of the Four Cycles who had come to attack the Sky family was buried here.

Most of their elite had perished.

The superpower that had ruled Blue-Wave City for thousands of years collapsed in this moment.

And the one who caused it all was merely a seemingly ordinary young human man.