Summoning Millions of Gods Daily, My Strength Equals Theirs Combined Chapter 590 -590-Empyrean Sanctum One for One

Utilizing the boundless sources of the Star Sea, Alvin rapidly sketched out an olden magical array.

He invested every bit of his valued assets into it, even weaving in his own destiny thread and vital energy.

Inside the olden magical array, a pair of sacred blood droplets hovered.

In that instant, a duo of Origin Artifacts appeared in front of Apex Star God and Undying Demon God.

Apex Star God faced Lord of the Formless and declared, "Lord of the Formless, we can hold off this Imperial Warlord. You go after Aurek directly."

While saying this, they triggered the artifacts once more and rushed at Venus.

Although Venus held a level-three Sage rank, her everlasting Divine Radiant physique stood as a matchless godly build, akin to the warblade still sheathed in the formation chart. It bestowed upon her fighting strength way beyond expectation, able to confront level-six and even superior supreme Sage ranks!

As the colossal figures barreled toward her, she struck back with savage intensity.

Lord of the Formless spared a look at their clash before pivoting to the Eastern Starfield, making for the Celestial Light God Realm.

Right then, Dreamweaver along with certain primordial titans seized the chance to edge nearer to the Crossbridge Empire.

All of them ranked as immensely mighty supreme Sage ranks, drawn to that hidden truth!

Should Lord of the Formless slay Aurek, that hidden truth would come to light, and they aimed to claim it ahead.

"By the Emperor’s decree—within the Empire’s domain, no supreme Sage rank may leave; those who resist will die!"

In the Styx Sector, Alvin’s authoritative tone resounded.

The olden magical array, infused with his entire lifetime’s wealth and vitality, fused into the Threads of Fate, enabling him to pry open a segment of the Fate River.

He reverted to the instant when Lord of the Formless initially emerged in the Void River!

The olden magical array drew in the Star Sea sources from that very instant and promptly encased Lord of the Formless!

The boundless olden magical array churned with wild fury.

Just a heartbeat prior, Lord of the Formless’s expression twisted in shock. He geared up to fight back yet discovered his Threads of Fate, rules, and origin fully restrained by the olden magical array!

The pair of sacred blood droplets plunged into his form!

In that split second, Lord of the Formless abruptly froze.

His gaze, which had scorned countless ages, shrank swiftly.

"Damned fool, what kind of power is this?!"

"Wait... this is impossible—!"

Lord of the Formless, en route to the Eastern Starfield, abruptly unleashed a raging bellow.

Dreamweaver and the remaining primordial titans halted in bewilderment, observing the events.

Apex Star God, the five titans, and the God of Order all creased their foreheads.

"Heh... you’re looking for death!"

Lord of the Formless soon grasped the reason, his stare fixing on Alvin as he lifted his palm to lash out.

A colossal might right away pulverized the Star Sea.

In that instant, a million Imperial soldiers burst forth from Alvin’s position.

Mountain Shieldbearers, Time Warlocks, Void Warlocks, Life Sorcerers...

Yet, despite the Imperial soldiers numbering like the stars in the sky, they managed only a fleeting delay before getting ripped to shreds by the Empyrean Sanctum entities’ crushing might.

A million fell in a flash.

This sight, echoing something from before, made numerous observers scowl.

Were these Imperial soldiers genuine living entities?

Even as they dashed into certain doom, they had at minimum secured the most vital interval.

Lord of the Formless’s strike came to a stop!

A vile ooze gushed from his five senses.

His frame rotted away, his vital energy fading rapidly!

"What have you done...?!"

"How could this be? You’re just an ant!"

Lord of the Formless growled, jabbing a finger at Alvin.

Witnessing this, Crusader Goddess Venus summoned vast turbulent tempests to shroud the Styx Sector, bracing for Lord of the Formless’s final desperate assault.

Bloody downpour drenched the Star Sea, while an eerie, mournful vibe dispersed.

The star glow across the vast Star Sea turned a crimson hue.

"What’s going on?!"

"What’s happening? Is it Crossbridge Empire’s Curseweaver?"

"This is impossible..."

Dreamweaver and the other titans recoiled in terror at the spectacle.

A wave of dread rippled through their cores.

Silver Gentleman and the primordial titans squinted, detecting the odd shifts in the surrounding Star Sea.

"This is... the lament of the Great Universe’s Will!"

The elder of the primordial dragons almost bulged his eyes out.

"The lament of the Universe’s Will! Damned, how is this possible!"

"Are you kidding me, that ant...?!"

A enigmatic force in the Chaos Abyss swore out loud.

"The lament of the Great Universe’s Will...!"

The Stellar Saint-Emperor’s face altered.

He emerged from the Primordial Divine Court, peering toward the universal Star Sea.

The Reincarnation Holy Emperor’s look grew somber and aghast as he stared at the blood-tinged cosmos.

"This is... the cosmic lament!"

"Lord of the Formless, an Empyrean Sanctum powerhouse has fallen just like this?!"

"This is impossible—!"

Undying Demon God abruptly shrieked.

The cry at once set the whole Star Sea universe ablaze.

"The gods above! Has a supreme Sage rank fallen?!"

"How long has it been since something like this happened?"

"Even Empyrean Sanctum, such a powerful existence, can have a moment of death?"

Innumerable mighty figures throughout the universe reeled in shock and fear.

The two Origin Artifacts hurtled toward the Styx Sector.

Crusader Goddess Venus moved fast, directing every force to intercept them and deploying chains anew to bind the two artifacts.

Lord of the Formless’s eyes brimmed with escalating grime, and his life essence swiftly ebbed.

The segment of the Fate River he had manifested vanished.

Lord of the Formless dropped to his knees on the platform he had formed, staring at his rotting hands in utter disbelief!

Inside the Styx Sector, Alvin also hemorrhaged from all seven orifices, aging visibly at a staggering pace.

His flesh flaked like tree rind, and the gleam in his eyes gradually dimmed.

This marked his vow to Aurek!

Guided by the two sacred blood droplets and powered by the olden magical array, he had plotted Lord of the Formless’s destiny and laid the Holy Fall snare!

Through the Crossbridge Empire’s wealth and star domain magical array, he had effectively tapped into the Fate River.

At the point of Lord of the Formless’s arrival, the ultimate snare from the olden magical array, aligned with the Fate River, eroded Lord of the Formless’s Threads of Fate, uprooting his very being!

Though the price was... a life traded for a life!

The existence tier of Empyrean Sanctum proved almost impossible to breach, particularly for a colossal entity like Lord of the Formless!

To drag such a being to its demise demanded an enormous toll!

He had no option but to offer his own lifeline as the lure to scarcely pull it off!

"Lord Alvin!"

Lucio and Philip’s faces twisted in alarm.

Suggwoth and Cyriel watched with grave looks too.

"It’s him...!"

"What terrifying methods! How did he master such power?"

In a blink, Dreamweaver and every other formidable entity shifted their focus to Alvin.

Merely a near-Empyrean Sanctum.

"This is impossible...!"

"Unimaginable power, he must have secrets!"

All the titans and formidable entities wavered, their suspicions fixed on Alvin’s being.

Alvin faced the Celestial Light God Realm’s direction and offered a serene smile.

"I once promised His Majesty that I would bury a Sage rank for the Empire!"

"I have fulfilled my duty... Heh, it feels great to bury an ancient giant along with him!"

"May His Majesty live forever, and may the Empire endure forever!"

The bloody rain, spawned from rules and order, blanketed every nook of the Star Sea universe.

A grieving mood permeated the Star Sea, as though the whole universe mourned the demise of a supreme Sage rank.