Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 531 -531-Absolute Power — One Against Three, Taken Down

"So... this is what Lord Alvin meant by waiting?"

The Lord of the Blazing Eagle fixed his gaze on the divine bird, his heart quaking with utmost intensity.

A Sage Master such as himself could sense that overwhelming pressure—what immense power it must signify!

Could this individual... be another mighty expert from the Crossbridge Empire?

Why had no one encountered him previously?

The God of Wisdom, the War Executor, the High Priest of the Temple, along with the rest of the Sage Masters, felt equally stunned.

Thomas stood as the most astonished among them.

Right then, he faintly grasped why the Divine Court’s oversight body in the Eastern Starfield had fallen utterly quiet.

ROAR!

The giant ape from the Origin Star Sea let out a thunderous roar and hurled its enormous fist straight at the Sunblessed Goldenflame Phoenix.

As soon as it lunged, the Sword Primogenitor and the Sacred-Wing Primogenitor attacked together.

That unparalleled force—nearing the edge of quasi–Empyrean Sanctum—burst forth. Even a genuine Sage Master there would find their mind and soul rattled.

Throughout the immense chaotic starfield, space kept crumbling from the ripples of their strikes.

With a flap of its wings, the Sunblessed Goldenflame Phoenix ascended—traversing the Star Sea in a flash. Its cold golden gaze fixed on the trio, unleashing a devastating torrent of sacred fire. Spreading like scorching lava at an alarming pace, it blocked every lethal assault.

Simultaneously—

Scores of Sage Masters from the three clans, close to a thousand veteran Sage Lords and quasi–Sage Masters, plus innumerable Divine Oracles and Sacred Radiance rank powerhouses, flooded the battlefield like an overwhelming surge.

Emerging from the realm-gate, the time-and-space summoned forces appeared. One faction wielded time laws, while the other commanded space laws.

Though they lacked the ability to slay a Sage Master or ancient Sage Lord outright—they could hinder them profoundly.

Time flows backward!

The movements and attacks of the three clans’ warriors grew sluggish and faltering.

Void burial!

Infinite ruins of Star Sea meteors tugged at their feet like binding chains.

Time congealment and void imprisonment trapped hordes of Divine Oracles and Sacred Radiance rank fighters right where they stood.

Seizing the chance, the soul-and-curse summoned forces unleashed curses in layers and unleashed soul strikes.

Fighters at Sacred Radiance rank and Divine Oracles from the three clans started falling in droves, struck down without any prior sign or reason.

"Time! Space! Curses!"

"Are... these powers under the control of Crossbridge Empire?!"

This time, even Alvin found himself taken aback.

He had witnessed armies with spatial traits in the past—but time and curses...

When exactly had those come into play?

"Power over time..." The elder in hemp robes felt deeply stirred too.

As per ancient tales, any being who could harness time laws was a cherished offspring of the universe’s source—an enduring proverb from the dawn of existence.

But here and now, hundreds of millions—nay, billions—of troops carried the might of time within them!

Numerous mighty beings watched in horror as their years were sliced away by the scythe of time—aging swiftly and disintegrating into oblivion.

"What sort of strange army is this?!"

Aurelius, Sangy, and the top leaders of the three clans saw their faces twist in alarm.

Right in the heart of the storm, they experienced it most keenly—and it shook them profoundly.

They broke free from the bonds of spacetime through sheer force, countering with rule-order, and rushed wildly at those mysterious armies.

From every side, Suggwoth and the ancient Sage Lords battled their way back to the central fray.

While that unfolded—

Alvin propelled the magic formation shaped like a galaxy deep into the foundational rules of Styx Sector.

The array bases he had set up earlier in three spots—the Riverhead Divine Realm, the Styx Great Star Abyss, and the Starlight Sea—ignited all at once, blending into the starfield’s core.

Illusions of those three areas folded into planar array-schematics. Streams of radiant divine light burst out from them and lanced into the void.

Trailing those rays, three World Relics ascended toward the heavens:

the Feather of Sacred Flame, the Olympian Divine Sword, and the Ouros Disc.

They positioned themselves, shielding the three vertices of Styx Sector in a triangular formation.

An immense aura radiated outward—diverting and warping the flowing fortune of Styx Sector’s river, brutally curbing the three clans’ warriors and the three Primogenitors by almost thirty percent!

PFF—!

Inside the Riverhead Divine Realm—

the Thousand-Faced Sage once again bled from every orifice, glaring bitterly at the Star Sea.

Though he had pinpointed the array’s vital node, it was far too late. No way to undo it now.

"Damn it!"

Sangy’s complexion drained to white in astonishment. In a heartbeat, he realized the nature of this technique.

He sent a portion of his troops to dismantle the magic array, as the remainder hurled themselves at the Crossbridge Empire forces—and at Suggwoth along with the other Sage Lords.

"It seems our judgment was wrong!"

With a single slash, the Sword Primogenitor unleashed his supreme sword intent, expanding it into an infinite sword-realm.

The Sunblessed Goldenflame Phoenix flapped its wings and exhaled God Fire resembling liquid solar core. A blazing inferno roared forth, smashing directly into the Sword Primogenitor.

In the same breath, the divine bird called upon one of the three ancient forbidden techniques—Origin Conversion—frantically pulling in the endless origin energy of Styx Sector, transforming it into the deadliest rule-fires, and dousing the Star Sea giant ape and the Sacred-Wing Primogenitor with it.

"How is that possible?!"

"This creature can transform origin straight away?! Has it already entered quasi–Empyrean Sanctum?!"

The Sacred-Wing Primogenitor pulled back in panic.

The Star Sea giant ape also bounded aside, unwilling to confront those dreadful flames directly.

Their strength had been reduced by thirty percent—so despite teetering on the brink of quasi–Empyrean Sanctum, they forfeited much of their edge.

And the prowess Apollo revealed at this moment could already endanger quasi–Empyrean Sanctum!

After repelling the three Primogenitors, the Sunblessed Goldenflame Phoenix pierced the blaze and employed another of the three ancient forbidden techniques—the Law of Creation—straightaway forging rules, origin, and substance into the silhouette of a massive sacred orb.

The orb’s outline stretched endlessly, devouring the drive of the whole Star Sea—and in an instant, it hovered over the Star Sea giant ape’s crown!

ROAR—!

Fury blazed in the giant ape’s eyes.

Twin beams of starlight—each spanning millions of meters wide—thundered into the sacred orb, as it lifted its fist that held up the sky and hammered upward with full fury!

BOOOOM—!

The fist met the orb’s silhouette in a clash, igniting boundless flares.

But the orb’s silhouette merely grew larger and larger—until it crushed the giant ape down!

Cracks echoed through the ape’s skeleton. It dropped to one knee amid the Star Sea, grinding its fangs in a savage cry.

Right then, the flames from the Sunblessed Goldenflame Phoenix coalesced into a Fire-Origin Divine Sword.

As though attuned to its purpose, the Olympian Divine Sword sliced through both ends of the Star Sea, thrusting directly at the Sword Primogenitor with lethal intent!

In response, the Sword Primogenitor summoned his clan’s holy relic—the Stone-Inscribed Sword—to confront the phoenix.

The Fire-Origin Divine Sword consumed all nearby matter while battling the Stone-Inscribed Sword.

The Sword Primogenitor wielded it in sweeps, forging a sword-cosmos to absorb the full dread of the fire-sword.

And suddenly—

the Olympian Divine Sword plunged through his form, nailing him fast into the chaotic expanse!

The fiery torrent borne by the Fire-Origin Divine Sword poured in, encasing him and devouring him entirely.

At the same instant, the phoenix’s claws struck down at the feather-like galaxy the Sacred-Wing Primogenitor had become—

and slammed that vast stellar illusion solidly in position!

"What kind of joke is this?"

"The three Primogenitors... they’re— they’re suppressed just like that?!"

Every onlooker froze in shock, gaping at the spectacle with utter incredulity.

Within Styx Sector, the three Primogenitors held sway like unchallenged rulers.

The command of even one could whip up gales of chaos and mists of the cosmos—imagine all three united.

But now, one lone war deity from the Crossbridge Empire—an empire they had scorned—waved and subdued them!

How... how was this conceivable?!

Countless powerhouses stood too stunned for words.

"Grandpa... this Crossbridge Empire... did you know about them before?"

The little girl inquired of the hemp-robed elder.

The old man shook his head.

He had journeyed across the Eastern Starfield once. He had even visited the Celestial Light God Realm to honor the entity on Heaven-Pillar Peak—yet he had never laid eyes on, or heard tell of, this Crossbridge Empire.

With things reaching this stage, even he shared the bewilderment and awe.