The barrier Ethan had raised—built on this world’s Primordial Force and layered with The Infernal Abyss’s transparent lightning—should’ve been unbreakable.

Yet that golden spear still forced its way in, inch by inch.

The light-patterns around the spearhead spun like living blades, tearing through the defense. In seconds, the barrier’s surface was webbed with dense cracks.

Ethan’s breathing tightened.

This close, he could feel exactly how monstrous the power coming off that spear was. The pressure traveled through the shield and into his body, making his arms sink like they’d been chained to stone.

He thrust his palm out.

Rumble—!

A huge amount of energy compressed in his hand at high speed, condensing into a new sphere.

In the next instant, he hurled it out—then stripped away part of the shield around him, converting the Primordial Force he’d been using for defense into pure offense, flooding it forward like a collapsing sky toward the golden giant.

When the golden giant saw that, surprise flickered across his eyes.

But he didn’t retreat.

He simply raised a finger and tapped lightly at the sky beside him.

With that single touch, Elysion’s "breath" changed.

The Primordial Core power Ethan had been calling up began to convulse violently, like some outside rule had reached in and rewritten it by force.

Space around the golden giant shattered. The broken area didn’t heal—it expanded, stretching into a strange void-world.

There was no light in that void. No normal spatial structure, either.

Black裂 fissures and golden currents interwove and flowed, like a small domain temporarily descending inside Elysion.

And the golden giant stood at the center of it.

Like the tyrant of that void-world.

He moved one finger, and the surrounding power surged in like a tidal wave, meeting Ethan’s crushing attack head-on.

Ethan forced down the churn in his chest and let out a slow, dirty breath.

That clash had completely ruined the space around them.

The air was full of collapsing dimensional shards. Black裂裂 cracks spread across the sky like spiderwebs. Get even a little too close, and you could hear the shrill grinding sound of space scraping against itself.

But he had no way back.

Elysion’s Primordial Force still kept pouring into him.

Ethan lifted both arms. Transparent lightning spilled from his body and fused with the Primordial Force around him.

He dragged an enormous amount of origin energy by sheer force of will, shaping it into a massive torrent in the high air—then slammed it down toward the void-world where the golden giant stood.

The moment the two forces collided—

the entire heaven and earth looked like it got torn in half.

BOOOOM!!!

Blinding light erupted from the impact point. Layers of space collapsed in the high sky. The power of two worlds squeezed and shredded each other in a mad struggle—seen from a distance, it was like two different skies had been smashed together by brute force.

Ethan’s gaze sank.

Only now did he truly understand how dangerous this guy was.

The other side wasn’t just "borrowing" some power.

He had literally dragged a piece of another world here by force.

And Elysion... was already a ruined realm.

Yes, it still held an enormous amount of Primordial Core power—but the world itself had long since collapsed by more than half. In many areas, even the basic structure of space wasn’t complete.

Even with Ethan holding this world’s Overlord authority, he still couldn’t mobilize all of its Primordial Force.

Right now, at best, he could draw out sixty percent.

And even so—

that sixty percent was enough to make an ordinary Tier 35 existence drown in despair.

Across from him, the golden giant’s mind shook as well.

Standing in the center of that golden void, the look in his eyes finally changed—just a little.

Because after that clash, he could see it clearly:

the space of the two worlds was already starting to entangle.

Elysion’s Primordial Force and the void-world he’d brought were interweaving. Some areas of space were already fusing.

Up in the sky, patches would flicker—one moment the ruined heavens of Elysion, the next moment covered by golden void. From the torn seams, chaotic turbulence kept spewing out in violent bursts.

If they didn’t separate the two worlds quickly—

the consequences would be catastrophic.

Once different worlds were forcibly kneaded together, spatial rules would completely lose control. Massive dimensional storms would erupt... and it wasn’t just the battlefield that would be destroyed.

Even the two worlds themselves could collapse.

And when that happened—

no one here would survive.

Ethan clearly realized it too.

His brow knotted. Transparent lightning burst outward from his body, shooting straight toward the area where the two worlds were stitched together.

Primordial Force poured in after it, gathering at the point of spatial entanglement and forming an enormous energy barrier.

The regions that had already started to fuse were forcibly pried apart—sealed off by brute will.

On the other side—

the golden giant released his own aura.

Golden energy spread like a tide, covering the opposite contact zone and condensing into a second barrier. Together with Ethan’s power, it stabilized the space from both sides.

They both understood the same thing.

If they wanted to fight over Elysion’s energy...

this world couldn’t be allowed to collapse completely.

"It’s just a tiny human," the golden giant said, lifting his head slowly, contempt dripping off every syllable. "And you really think you can fully control the power of this heaven and earth?"

"In your dreams!"

The instant he finished, the golden aura around him surged.

Rumble—!

His void-world shook.

The golden裂裂裂裂 cracks floating around him expanded rapidly. Nearby space caved in again and again. Massive amounts of golden energy sprayed out from inside the裂 rifts, pressing the surrounding air until it answered with a low, heavy roar.

He had stabilized the connection point between the two worlds first.

Then he raised his right hand again.

Golden energy streamed into his palm.

A spear—far larger than the one before—slowly took shape.

Complex patterns flowed across its surface like living circuitry. Near the spearhead, space couldn’t endure the pressure anymore and began breaking on its own.

Ring after ring of black cracks spread outward from the tip. Even Elysion’s Primordial Force was forced back, shoved aside as if it had been ordered to kneel.

Just looking at that spear—

you could feel the kind of oppression that promised to end the world.

Ethan’s pupils snapped tight.

At this point, there was nothing left to hold back.

He released every remaining strand of transparent lightning in his body.

BOOM!

Clear thunder surged up into the sky and fused with Elysion’s leftover Primordial Force in an instant.

High above, the energy compressed and spun faster and faster, until it finally condensed into a gigantic sphere.

Transparent雷 lightning flickered across the surface. Inside, origin power flowed so dense it felt almost solid.

All around it, space twisted wildly under the pressure.