Chapter 356: Chapter 328: Egg of the Old World, The 4 Realms of the Saint

Anton ignored the shocked and dazed stares from all around. He once again commanded the Profound Gold Sword Light hovering about him, sending it surging like a tide into the Six Ding and Six Jia Formation’s assault.

The golden beams of light sliced into the gaps in Ska’s defense from all directions. Their angles were cunning and their approach relentless, layering over the roiling thunder, flames, blades, and Dark Water within the array to form an inescapable, suffocating torrent of death.

Ska now had to contend with the direct, crushing force of the Six Ding and Six Jia Formation while simultaneously fending off the beams of light striking from their cunning angles. He constantly dodged and weaved within the array, hard-pressed and struggling to keep up. His earlier calm and confident demeanor was long gone.

In the span of just three or four breaths, several bloody gashes appeared on his shoulder blades, ribs, and flank.

The edges of the wounds were smooth, as if made by a razor. The thin membrane of blood formed on his skin by the Red Tide Law was torn open by the next wave of attacks before it even had a chance to heal.

Ska’s face was ashen. His previous, haughty composure had completely vanished, replaced by irrepressible shock and fury—and a sliver of panic he refused to even admit to himself.

He let out a sharp roar as the threads of blood around him suddenly expanded outward, like a crimson flower bursting into bloom. He was trying to use an explosive surge of the Red Tide to force open the array’s confines and buy himself a moment’s respite.

But the suppressive power of the Six Ding and Six Jia Formation far exceeded his expectations. The threads of blood that had just expanded were instantly crushed and driven back.

His struggle was futile.

Ska’s expression shifted again. He had never known what it felt like to be so utterly suppressed.

It was as if his Law was a beast trapped in a cage, possessing immense power but with no room to unleash it.

His gaze pierced through the layers of the array’s shimmering curtain, landing on the figure standing outside with hands clasped behind his back. For the first time, a genuine thought of retreat surfaced in his mind.

However, the very instant that thought arose, the battle shifted.

The two hundred and fifty-six beams of sword light circling the area suddenly converged. Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, they instantly collapsed into a single, limpid beam of light as bright as a star.

The next instant, the beam of light shot out, lancing toward Ska.

The Sword Pill’s true form!

Ska’s pupils shrank. Alarm bells screamed in his mind, and he instinctively tried to retreat and dodge.

But the pressure from the Six Ding and Six Jia Formation crashed down on him like a mountain, pinning him to the spot.

All Ska could do was twist his body with all his might, trying to take the fatal blow on his shoulder blade.

But an instant before it reached him, the beam of light swerved like the flick of a serpent’s tail and slipped through the thinnest gap in his defense.

Pfft.

It was a faint, muffled sound, like fabric being sliced by a sharp knife.

Ska froze.

He looked down and saw a hole clear through his chest, its edges so smooth they looked as if they had been cut with a ruler.

Around the wound, the threads of blood formed by his Red Tide Law shattered inch by inch. They disintegrated into a dark red dust that scattered on the wind, like a broken mirror that could never be made whole again.

"How could this be..."

An expression of dazed indignation appeared on Ska’s face.

’He’d never imagined he would one day die at the hands of someone at the Legendary Tier.’

"You... monster..."

Ska stared fixedly at Anton, his lips moving as he struggled to force out the words. Then, he toppled backward like a dead tree, crashing silently into the rubble as the red tide receded, kicking up a fine cloud of dust.

In that moment, the High Tier combatants on both sides fell into a dead silence.

Uerk and Byron stared blankly at the body on the ground, the color drained from their faces. It was as if an invisible hand had seized their throats, choking off any sound.

’A mighty Saint... had actually died at the hands of a mere Legendary Tier?’

The scene before them was so far beyond their comprehension that it felt absurd, as if they were trapped in a dream.

The petrified silence was finally broken when a Space Ring flew from Ska’s corpse and landed noiselessly in Anton’s palm.

Uerk and Byron both flinched, their eyes meeting Anton’s cold, calm gaze.

Uerk practically fell over himself to speak. "Your Excellency Anton—no, Lord Anton! We surrender! The Steel Mane Tribe is willing to submit!"

He spoke in a rush, as if a moment’s delay would mean sharing Ska’s fate.

Ska’s death had completely shattered the last shred of wishful thinking he’d held onto.

The Steel Mane Tribe’s military might was no match for the Silver Moon Clan’s assault, and their top fighters were being completely overwhelmed. To continue resisting now would be a death sentence.

Byron also cried out desperately, "I’m a member of the Blood Claw Clan! You can’t kill me! If you do, the Blood Claw Clan will never let this rest! You... your Silver Moon Clan doesn’t want a war with the Blood Claw Clan at a time like this, do you?"

Anton couldn’t even be bothered to respond to such words.

’He’d already killed Ska. What was one more Legendary Tier to him?’

The next moment, a beam of Profound Gold Sword Light flashed out silently and pierced Byron between the eyes.

His eyes widened, his expression frozen in a mixture of terror and disbelief. He stood rigid for a moment, then toppled backward and crashed heavily into the rubble.

Uerk’s pupils shrank as he shot backward in a desperate retreat.

But it was too late.

Countless beams of Profound Gold Sword Light swept in from all directions, engulfing him like a tidal wave.

When the light receded, all that remained in his place was a drifting mist of blood and another Space Ring, which flew slowly into Anton’s waiting palm.

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