Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 589 -589-End of the Void, Lord of the Formless
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"Hmph!"
Venus let out a chilly snort.
Even as a level-three Empyrean Sanctum entity, her battle prowess defied any normal yardstick.
In a single stride, she traversed the Star Sea and lashed out with her palm. Myriads of ultimate sword Qi erupted like a wild tempest, hurling five top Sage-ranked powerhouses into the heart of the void.
Primal Grail and Cycle Orb pursued her relentlessly, slamming into her timeless Divine Radiant form.
With a graceful lift of her hand, she called forth a lethal edge. Innumerable chains woven from Threads of Fate merged and wrapped tightly around the pair of Origin Artifacts.
One sealing layer after another bound them firmly.
Grasping the moment, she darted forward, ready to subdue the two artifacts.
Right then, a frigid, piercing chill spread from the far-off chaos.
Instantly after, a portal to another dimension ripped open in the void, and the Void River took shape.
A colossal silhouette crowned in glory emerged from beyond the river.
With just a flick of his finger, an invisible power shattered the binding chains in a flash.
The overwhelming might from the five elite Sage-ranked entities zeroed in on the Crusader Goddess. A horrifying pressure crashed down to pin her in place.
"Another Sage rank... hold on, this is—!!"
"Lord of the Formless!"
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The prior clash among Sage-ranks had already bleached the cosmos of all vibrancy.
The fabric of space and time kept crumbling away.
The collision of fate strata had thrown the Star Sea's harmony and myriad realms into total disarray.
Innumerable souls were vanishing amid hopelessness and bewilderment.
This chaos persisted only because the fight raged in the remote Eastern Starfield, a barren stretch of the universe.
Apex Star God, Undying Demon God, Lord of the River, Primordial Saint of the Stars, Lord of the Blood River.
These five paramount Sage-ranked figures positioned themselves amid the fractured chaos, staring at the emerging Void River.
The imposing presence loomed like an unending peak, dominating the scene.
It seemed the whole turbulent Star Sea was kneeling in submission to him!
All laws and structures halted near him, barred from drawing even close.
His godly and ultimate presence defied words!
His garments fluttered wildly, marking him as the unchallenged sovereign of everything.
Within his gaze, the Star Sea's stellar glow shimmered, beaming an irresistible destiny's radiance.
He positioned himself with hands clasped behind, surveying the chaos of war.
Even the timeless titans ahead appeared faded and trivial.
A glorious epoch mirrored in his wake.
"This is... Lord of the Formless!"
Apex Star God and his companions identified him at once.
The fabled Sage-rank colossus from the Primordial Epoch, father to the Storm Thunder God.
Aurek had slain his offspring, so vengeance was inevitable.
Joy surged through the five supreme Sage-ranked warriors.
Back when Lord of the Formless stepped away from the fray, he already commanded level-three Empyrean Sanctum might.
Through the ages, his power had only amplified!
His emergence would lighten their burden immensely, perhaps even aiding in the downfall of the Crossbridge Empire!
They watched the front lines with tension, feeling the vast potency of Crusader Goddess Venus.
She had just woven a fragment of the Fate River into her strike, triggering a fate's rebound.
Such dread-inducing techniques lay beyond the grasp of ordinary Sage-ranks.
They themselves had never beheld such force!
They understood that absent Primal Grail and Cycle Orb's aid, they would have fallen short against her!
Without those Origin Artifacts, they might have torn through the Fate River and felled her outright!
"She's truly formidable," the God of Order remarked, detecting a presence from the Void River's far end.
Judges, Silver Gentleman, Dreamweaver...
Myriad ancient titans and Star Sea powerhouses fixed their attention on the rift in dimensions.
This marked a level-six Empyrean Sanctum entity, a supreme Sage-rank behemoth!
At such heights, comprehension of the Fate River dawns.
Climbing to the next tier usually demands enduring half an era!
Reaching level six proved tougher than scaling the heavens.
Plenty of ancient giants, despite a full era of toil, never crossed that threshold.
Yet Lord of the Formless from the Primordial Epoch achieved it.
Level six signified a span of six dimensions!
This wasn't mere counting; it embodied unchallenged dominance.
It hinted at his strong shot at claiming the Eternal Sage rank!
Such aptitude and gifts stood matchless!
Beyond the Styx Sector, the remaining near-Empyrean Sanctum survivors on the field eyed that silhouette intently.
Though his coming didn't shock them, its speed caught them off guard.
This heralded the full entry of Primordial Epoch heirs into the fray!
It would slash their strain and inject fresh twists into the strife.
Should they fell Crusader Goddess Venus and erase Aurek from the Aetherian Sanctuary, then no horde of billions or trillions could withstand—a Sage-rank wielding Origin Artifacts would crush them effortlessly!
Everything hinged on Lord of the Formless's resolve and zeal.
Indeed, this alone held the path to triumph.
Dark Keep's commander grabbed the chance to pull back from the melee, dodging the impending storm.
Yet the Star Sea's conflicts raged on unabated for now. Crossbridge Empire's forces surged forward, unyielding in their push.
Commands had come to seize the Star Sea's countless domains and storm straight into the Central Universe!
Suggwoth issued no recall.
He, Ares, Cyriel, and their ilk bore grievous wounds.
Though billions of troops had fallen, none would stem the tide.
As they mended swiftly, they pressed on with the slaughter across the Star Sea's edges, pursuing the scattering allies.
"Finally, he's here... I trust you won't let me down," a enigmatic entity's mind in the Chaos Abyss rippled as it watched in silence.
Witnessing Lord of the Formless cross the Chaos Singularity, excitement bubbled within.
The fiercer the clash, the vaster the ruin, the better the odds of rousing the Dark Abyss!
Certain concealed ancient Sage-rank titans grew agitated.
Lord of the Formless's move broadcast a clear cue.
Should he breach the Aetherian Sanctuary and unveil Aurek's mysteries, they would pounce without delay!
…
Lord of the Formless emerged from the Void River.
Beneath his steps, a phantom of an ancient realm appeared to solidify.
Structured laws converged underfoot into stairs, as though he trod the cosmos's own weave.
His deep and boundless aura carried the enigma and weight of the immense Star Sea cosmos.
Countless observers felt profound awe.
"Aurek, come out and meet your end!"
Lord of the Formless declared icily.
The booming voice waves drove the chaotic gale toward Crusader Goddess and the Styx Sector's barriers.
The Ouros Disc, that World Relic, splintered apart, becoming adrift stars in the turbulent void.
Styx Sector's inhabitants quaked.
Lucio and Philip spat blood.
"Suggwoth, give me your power!"
Alvin abruptly called out to Suggwoth.
"I will bestow my ultimate boon upon the Empire!"
Suggwoth wheeled about, fixing his stare on Alvin across the Star Sea.
"All forces, obey my directive!" Suggwoth roared.
"Every unit receiving this, drop the combat at once and hurry back to safeguard the Styx Sector—carry it out without delay!"
In a heartbeat, all legions in range forsook the fray and raced to the Styx Sector via the dimensional portals.