Pressure, unprecedented pressure swept over her!

Ye Tong watched helplessly as Lou Wei's numerical values soared rapidly, reaching a level she could no longer comprehend.

This had long since broken through the upper limit she had previously estimated, and showed no signs of stopping.

Looking over at Fu Qi at the edge of the battlefield, he also wore an expression of utter astonishment.

The system could organize the shocked thoughts running through his mind.

He didn't know this move either!

Lou Wei was actually hiding this move?

Why didn't he teach it to him?

If he had learned this move, would he have been beaten down by the Spirit of Vengeance that day?

That embarrassing Fu Qi!

Of course, Ye Tong wasn't doing any better.

Lou Wei had undoubtedly transformed from a regional figure into a dragon!

No, it seemed he had never been a mere region; he was transforming from a dragon into a god!

The increase in numerical values was a trivial matter; what was more terrifying was that qualitative change.

The Spiritual Power storm around Lou Wei was now tinged with the golden-red color of a solar corona.

Fine plasma and streams of particles danced within the storm, the temperature rising sharply, simulating the terrifying environment of a stellar surface.

Just by standing there, his energy radiation was intense enough to distort the faint light nearby.

His figure became blurred and scorching in Ye Tong's field of vision, like a humanoid miniature star.

"No one told me that the Wind Element could transform into the Fire Element or the Sun Element?"

What does it mean that solar wind is also wind?

Ye Tong's martial integrity began to waver.

Should she... cheat?

Attack by surprise?

But she had already decided to wait for Lou Wei to finish activating; if she cheated, wouldn't that be very embarrassing?

No!

This concerned Ye Tong's principles.

Let him activate it; it was the perfect chance to see where the limit of Great Fortune lay!

Ye Tong forced herself to calm down, keeping her eyes fixed on that humanoid star.

The solar wind energy Lou Wei was absorbing was too immense.

The energy ripples and some of the high-energy particles that were not completely absorbed during the process swept toward Blue Star along the Earth-Sun line with unimaginable speed and intensity.

Under normal circumstances, solar wind takes days to reach the Earth's magnetosphere and trigger auroras.

But at this moment, under Lou Wei's focused and intensified absorption and conversion disturbance, an unprecedented "shockwave" of high-energy particles arrived ahead of schedule!

Blue Star, all over the globe, in the hemisphere experiencing night.

First, geomagnetic storm alarms sounded frantically at major meteorological and aerospace agencies.

All monitoring equipment instantly overloaded or had data off the charts.

Immediately after, the polar light curtains that should have been silent in the night sky exploded!

Gorgeous greens, eerie purples, blazing reds, dreamy pinks...

Countless bands of color erupted and spread with unprecedented brightness, speed, and range.

They were no longer confined to the poles but, like a gorgeous waterfall in the sky, poured wildly toward the mid-to-low latitude regions.

East Asia, North America, Europe...

The night skies of countless cities and villages were lit up by this sudden aurora.

The brilliance of the light was such that it illuminated the earth like twilight during the transition between day and night!

The colors surged, tumbled, and collided violently.

The sky itself seemed to be burning, singing, and offering the most magnificent tribute to the birth of a powerhouse who had transcended all limits.

This was by no means a gentle natural wonder, but a global "celestial event" filled with oppression!

All who witnessed it, regardless of their level of knowledge, felt a sense of pressure originating from the deep cosmos amidst incomparable shock.

Ye Tong's breathing began to quicken.

Her 160,000 Spiritual Power could no longer bring her a sense of security.

She stared fixedly at the real-time evaluation of Lou Wei in the system.

That numerical value could no longer be described by a simple difference in multiples.

It was climbing in a trend that induced despair.

One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand...

How could the energy of the only star in the solar system be compared to Blue Star?

If the Celestial Form was about borrowing the power of Blue Star to enhance oneself.

Then the Corona Form was about borrowing the energy of a star to enhance oneself.

This was absolutely an unprecedented and never-to-be-repeated feat!

Ye Tong's greatest reliance—her numerical advantage—was being crushed into powder by the absolute disparity in the essence of power.

The suppression of will brought by the Monarch Form had already caused her to waver.

At this moment, in the face of that glorious, corona-like might, that sense of oppression had sublimated into substantial deterrence.

She felt as if she saw Lou Wei's figure overlapping with the burning star behind him.

That was not just power, but the embodiment of an obsession.

Ye Tong, of course, understood why Lou Wei was fighting so desperately.

For the sake of the name "Father," and to let her "have a good time," he had actually broken through his own limits and opened up a path to Stellar Power right in the middle of battle!

"Sister, why are you sweating again? Come to the balcony and look at the aurora; it looks so beautiful."

Luo Jianhua's voice reached her ears.

Ye Yao only felt cold all over, feeling as if Great Fortune was crawling all over her body.

"How is the sparring between you and Mr. Lou Wei going? Who has the upper hand now? Is Sister about to win?"

Luo Jianhua's voice was full of curiosity.

Her eyes seemed full of admiration for Ye Yao.

Perhaps she thought the spectacle in the sky was created by Ye Yao.

Stop talking, stop talking.

Ye Yao took a deep breath.

"Don't worry, wait for me to make my move; once I make my move, everything will be fine!"

In space.

As the golden-red corona brilliance gradually stabilized.

Lou Wei's figure became clear again in the center of the energy vortex.

He was vastly different now.

What surrounded him was no longer a simple Spiritual Power storm, but shimmering, prominence-like energy bands.

His eyes were like molten gold, and wherever his gaze fell, space distorted slightly.

He slowly raised his hand; above his palm, a golden orb of light simulating a miniature nuclear fusion reaction rotated silently, emitting a radiance that made the stars pale in comparison.

He looked at Ye Tong, his gaze calm, yet carrying the weight of a star and an unquestionable will.

Divinity!

It was the Sun possessing Lou Wei!

"Now..." His voice resonated deep within Ye Tong's consciousness through Spiritual Power, calm yet full of strength, "Let us continue. I hope this 'Corona' can let you... have a little more fun."

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Five Great Form Techniques!

The divine power of the Corona Form was now fully manifested!

One point five million was not the limit of the star, but the limit of Lou Wei.

But this was enough.

He was convinced that this would be enough to satisfy Ye Tong.

【Lou Wei has been eroded by the Will of Heaven. His will and goal will be carried through to the end. The only thing he wants to do is to display his strongest strength so that you will acknowledge him and feel happy. He hopes to become your "Father," even if it means sacrificing his own future to achieve it.】

She was scared to tears!

Ye Tong only felt her scalp tingle.

She missed God Ascension Mode.

Lou Wei clearly didn't have a system, yet he could cheat like a War God.

All the fluke in Ye Tong's eyes vanished into smoke.

The battle was only just beginning.

On one side was the "Father" wielding Stellar Power.

On the other side was the "Daughter" holding the divine power of the World-Ending Ability.

And the background was the entire sky above Blue Star, the boiling aurora canopy bearing witness to their power.

And there was only one spectator: the weak, helpless, and pitiful Fu Qi!