Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 528 -528-A Clash Across the Void: The Divine Court Is Crushed

Outside the Styx Sector in the Starlight Sea

Alvin's face grew tense. He raised the shattered pieces of his wooden staff and thrust them remotely into the Styx Sector.

"What's going on?" Lucio inquired.

Suggwoth, Tina, Ares, and the rest of the commanders turned their eyes to Alvin.

"Inside the Styx Sector, there's a mighty figure called the Thousand-Faced Sage," Alvin explained deliberately. "He practices an old sacrificial secret technique—sacrificing fortune as an offering to blend his own rules into the vast network of fate and order."

"Through that network, he can spy on events in every concealed spot."

Alvin's eyes hardened.

"He likely detected my preparations... and now he's attempting to follow the trail back to me."

Lucio and Philip showed clear alarm.

Operating in the same field, they grasped the implications more than most.

To achieve that level, his skills in divination and fate interpretation were already phenomenal.

Indeed, the instant they entered the Styx Sector, their presence would mark the universe's order web.

By tracing those marks, a capable being could follow them to the origin—possibly even grasp a fate thread and peer into their future path.

Those with deeper insight might catch a piece of the River of Fate—and uncover it all.

Still, neither showed fear. They just observed.

Alvin's own divination could grasp fate threads too; evidently, he was evenly matched.

Alvin shaped seals with his hands.

A jade-like, transparent magical array diagram swiftly grew—fusing with the nearby starry emptiness and advancing steadily, broad and relentless, toward the Styx Sector.

Boom—!

Atop the altar, the Thousand-Faced Sage froze in place.

He slammed the soul-lamp from his grasp against the altar. Oil splattered wildly. Flames burst forth, howling as they consumed—burning away everything summoned by the totems under his feet.

Next, he pulled out a drum made of beast hide and hit it with his staff.

Thoom. Thoom. Thoom...

Many long moments dragged on.

Finally—

Bang!

The ritual drum burst apart.

The altar's flames died out immediately.

Blood oozed from all over the Thousand-Faced Sage's body as he staggered.

"Sage!" A few Sage Masters guarding the edges paled.

"Incredible... such profound skill..."

The Thousand-Faced Sage raised his head and glared at the Star Sea.

In this remote confrontation, he had ended up at a disadvantage!

"What occurred?" the Sage Masters rushed closer.

Glancing at them briefly, the Thousand-Faced Sage replied, "An astonishing powerhouse halted my probe—shut off my vision."

"Yet despite that... I glimpsed some clues."

"At the border of the Great Star Abyss... in Seraphim lands... within the Riverhead Divine Realm... and..."

His tone grew intense.

"Close to the royal domain!"

"This targets Sword Primogenitor!"

"Dispatch investigators—right away!"

The Sage Masters gave commands immediately—then reconsidered in the same instant.

"No. That's insufficient. We'll handle it personally!"

This concerned Sword Primogenitor. The matter demanded maximum vigilance.

...

The frontier of the Styx Sector

Alvin pulled back his hands and stated evenly, "It proceeded without issue. The war can commence."

Suggwoth gave a nod, formed a world-gate, and guided one hundred million Sacred Radiance–rank void warlocks into the Styx Sector. The troops of all attributes summoned trailed right after.

"Curses—Crossbridge Empire's forces have pushed deep inside!"

"I warned you—that previous fight was just a test."

"They refuse to back down? This round, they'll enter but never exit. The Divine Court stands ready."

Numerous Styx powerhouses observing from hiding felt the disturbance.

The elder in linen robes and the young girl also positioned themselves at a Star Sea vantage, viewing silently.

"Grandpa, shouldn't we hold off and observe?" the girl whispered.

"Crossbridge Empire advances boldly. Perhaps they truly can confront Primordial Sword City."

The girl eyed the elder.

The linen-robed elder shook his head.

"Though Crossbridge Empire boasts a few Sage Masters, Styx's depths are unfathomable. They might not unsettle this realm."

"It's doubtful they'll even manage the Divine Court branch hall—much less that clashing directly with its experts means making foes of the entire Starfont Divine Court."

"Naturally," he murmured further, "the Divine Court may not need to intervene directly... Should the upper three races detect danger, they'll crush them without hesitation."

The girl swiftly understood the complex threads.

...

The Divine Court branch hall

"Enough watching. Advance."

A branch-hall powerhouse emerged from the rules and order. Thomas positioned himself before the hall, gazing at the incoming legion from the Star Sea.

"The Peace Prelate has headed to the Eastern Starfield. After we settle this, we can check it out ourselves."

"The Peace Prelate personally? The four Sage Masters behind him were shocked. "Wasn't he in seclusion, aiming for quasi–Empyrean Sanctum?"

"Without a grave disaster in the Eastern Starfield, the Divine Court wouldn't have summoned him."

Thomas felt confused too.

What event could pull such a figure from the Divine Court's core?

And if Eastern Starfield's powers had reached this point... had the Divine Court's oversight there failed?

"We'll address that soon. Finish this fast."

Thomas exited the holy hall, with the four Sage Masters right behind.

Over a dozen ancient sage lords, innumerable Divine Oracles, and Sacred Radiance–rank hall guards poured out to engage.

This time, the branch hall bolstered itself with four extra Sage Masters—partly to counter the upper three races' pressure, and partly because they now wielded a World Relic: the Star-Track Astrolabe Wheel.

"Insolent Crossbridge Empire! This is Starfont Divine Court domain!"

"You chaos-stirring rebels—what crime do you warrant?!"

Thomas's voice thundered like a storm, echoing through the starry void.

"What Starfont Divine Court?" Ares bellowed. "Crossbridge Empire will flatten it eventually!"

An immortal battle-axe stretching billions of meters cleaved the stars. Its blade-light ripped through the void, slashing toward the Divine Court's specialists.

Every onlooker's eyes widened in shock.

Not solely from Ares's raw power—

But from those words—Crossbridge Empire will flatten the Divine Court—that shook minds to the core.

This was Starfont Divine Court ground.

The Star Abyss Divine Court ruled as one of the cosmos's ultimate powers!

Even Styx's upper three races yielded to such a lofty Divine Court—yet this warrior boldly declared he'd crush it?

This surpassed mere defiance.

It was pure insurrection—a declaration to all existence.

How could he utter such words?

Did Crossbridge Empire ignore the Starfont Divine Court's dread might?

Thomas burned with fury.

In full view, these statements went beyond order's breach or Styx's invasion—

They were direct uprising against the Starfont Divine Court.

Failing to pulverize this group would leave him unable to face the headquarters.

"Slaughter these traitorous scum—show no quarter!"

Thomas ordered icily.

"Kill—!"

Suggwoth acted even swifter. He spread his army-domain, sparked a godslaying combat technique, and propelled his troops in an overwhelming assault.

Simultaneously—

The Lord of the Blazing Eagle, the God of Wisdom, and the War Executor had come back.

Six Sage Masters united and rushed Thomas plus the Divine Court's four Sage Masters, while forty ancient sage lords trailed, exploding into carnage.

Through relentless fierce fights, Suggwoth and Ares had just advanced to Sage Lord; their battle prowess sufficed to cross realms and fell ancient sage lords.

The six Sage Masters tied down Thomas and the Divine Court's top forces.

Meantime, Suggwoth, Ares, and the forty ancient sage lords targeted the Divine Court's quasi–Sage Masters and ancient sage lords.

"Blast it! Crossbridge Empire outnumbers us in ancient sage lords by double or triple—divide them now!"

A Divine Court ancient sage lord's expression soured upon seeing the foes' superiority.

He prepared to shift strategy—

But those one hundred million Sacred Radiance–rank void warlocks ignored the regular hall guards entirely.

They focused as one on the Divine Court's ancient sage lords and quasi–Sage Masters!

Boundless spatial laws sealed the void at once, utterly foiling the Divine Court's intentions.

"Perish!"

Ares and Suggwoth struck down ferociously.

Boom!

A devastating joint attack wiped out every elite Divine Court figure—in one devastating instant.

Only then did the one hundred million void warlocks flood like a flood toward the leftover hall guards.

After the prior god-realm clash, numerous void warlocks had ascended to quasi–Divine Oracle. United, dispatching Divine Oracles became straightforward.

Space ranked among the universe's mightiest laws—chaos embodied space.

In a field they controlled, one hundred million void warlocks proved almost unbeatable.

They teleported and warped through space, zipping beyond the Divine Court's hall guards in a flash.

The hidden Styx experts watching fell silent in awe.

They witnessed Sacred Radiance–rank guards and Divine Oracles dropping successively—dissolving under spatial breakdown!

"This is madness..."

"Crossbridge Empire... is this truly an army?"

A Styx expert gulped hard, barely able to utter words from the overwhelming spectacle.