Chapter 128: A Fierce Battle

Boom! Boom! Boom! Thunder Punisher, the Venerable, wielded his purple-golden Heavenly Thunder Hammer, unleashing streaks of violet divine lightning that relentlessly bombarded the fierce Executioner of Heaven charging headlong at him.

Faced with the endless divine thunder surging like a tidal wave, the Executioner’s expression remained cold and unmoved. With a subtle twist of his body, he evaded the oncoming barrage of celestial lightning.

No sooner had he dodged the thunderbolt than a ruthless iron-blood spear, brimming with unstoppable momentum, thrust firmly toward him.

Unlike the scattered power of the endless divine thunder, the spear’s tip concentrated a terrifying force capable of rending space, toppling mountains, and cleaving seas.

Though the divine thunder bore the will to lock onto the Executioner, its dispersed strength diluted its intent, allowing the Executioner to easily shake it off.

Confronted by the iron-blood spear, the Executioner felt a sense of inescapability. With his right hand forming a phantom grip, a blood spear, forged from savage and fierce energy, materialized in his grasp.

Bang!

Clutching the blood spear with both hands, the Executioner swung it fiercely forward, clashing with the iron-blood spear held by Martial Breaker Heaven, shoving it aside and sending Martial Breaker Heaven flying.

“What formidable strength—truly befitting a beast that cultivates only its physical form,” Martial Breaker Heaven muttered, feeling an irresistible force surge from the collision before he was mercilessly flung away.

Swish! Swish!

No sooner had the Executioner sent Martial Breaker Heaven flying than two treasure wheels, one white and one black, radiating divine light, simultaneously chopped toward him.

Unfazed, the Executioner deftly flipped his blood spear, flicking the twin wheels aside with finesse before pressing onward against the twelve venerables.

Clang, clang, clang...

At that moment, a dreamy chime sounded, as if beckoning listeners into a sacred realm of illusions. It was the Illusion Venerable commanding her Illusionary Celestial Bell.

The bell’s melody rang at the perfect moment—just as the Executioner had finished a fierce battle with Thunder Punisher, Martial Breaker Heaven, White Splendor, and Dark Gloom, his blood boiling, his mind restless.

Hearing the sound, the Executioner’s vision blurred with countless illusions, his thoughts coalescing into a beautiful dreamscape, his spirit wavering.

Had a mere divine monarch fallen into such illusions, he would likely have been slain by the twelve venerables in that instant.

Yet the Executioner was the Sovereign of Ten Thousand Beasts, a being who had already transcended the river of time and space.

Though this was but a fragment of his true form, possessing only a tenth of his original power, his will was formidable beyond measure.

He swayed slightly, savage energy blazing from his form, and in a burst shattered the myriad illusions conjured by the Illusion Venerable.

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