Chapter 692: Chapter 684: Supporting Heaven and Stepping on Earth Chapter 692: Chapter 684: Supporting Heaven and Stepping on Earth This is a half-plane filled with a lifeless darkness, where no vitality can flourish. An endless number of skeletal bones make up the land, with various kinds of undead wandering about. However, in one corner of this half-plane, a space rift under the will of the plane’s master ripped open, and the undead in the half-plane surged into it.

“Descendant of the Blazing Sky Gods!” An amalgam of surprise and rage echoed in the voices of the spirits throughout this half-plane, “What a joke!”

Accompanied by the Great Lich’s tumultuous rage, the rift in the half-plane began to heal rapidly, but when only a small rift remained, a scarlet rainbow shot out from it. The immense impact force made the entrance expand back to its original size and even a bit more.

“This is my half-plane. Even if you are a descendant of the Blazing Sky Gods, you shouldn’t recklessly burst in like this.” A cold, unemotional voice echoed through the sky of the half-plane. Accompanied by the will of the Great Lich, endless death qi rose from the skeletal earth, coiling like a black serpent, and headed for Michaela.

“What use is such formidable power, dispersed like this? It means nothing.” Seeing the death qi black snake enveloping her, Michaela pulled out two Radiant Solar Flame Swords. Two sharp sword lights showed up, causing the black serpent in the sky-wide overhead to collapse, its entire being purified.

The scarlet sword light streaked across the sky, creating a ‘sizzling’ sound in the air. It was the obliteration of the undead’s death qi and resentment by Michaela’s power, while the Sword Qi, after flying a certain distance, created an X-shaped spatial rift before slowly fading away.

“Too weak!” After shattering the suppression of the half-plane, Michaela, looking at the undead creatures surging towards her, showed a hint of scorn in her eyes. Without any action from her, sharp sword lights emerged from behind her wings, forming a dense sword net that spreads in all directions centered around her.

Without the support of a legendary power, these seemingly terrific undead tides collapsed in less than an hour in Michaela’s hands. Then this mighty descendent of Blazing Sky God turned her gaze at the towering, mountain-like black castle at the center of the half-plane. She could feel the dangerous aura inside it.

“Come out, stop hiding. This has absolutely no effect on me. You do not have the power befitting a legendary lich. You really underestimate a lich this way.” Above the skeletal earth, the undead legion was regrouping and preparing for the next wave of attacks, but Michaela paid them no attention.

“Michaela, be careful.” Michaela burst through the quickly healing quiet space rift, then a much more robust scarlet rainbow shot out from there, shattering the rift, angering the Great Lich in the black castle to the point of smashing a fist on the armrest of the skeletal throne.

“Damn it!” Upon discovering another Descendant of the Blazing Sky Gods, the Great Lich, Yoram, roared in annoyance, fear slipping through his soul voice. Already, a Descendant of the Blazing Sky Gods with ten wings was difficult enough to deal with, and yet another one arrived.

A ten-winged Descendant and another eight-winged one – if he really laid hands on them, there would be no place for him, not just in Elasia, but in the entire world community. He would be hunted down to death by the Blazing Sky God Race. He could only beat them up and then push them out of the half-plane.

Yoram despised this feeling. The other party could lay killing hands on him, but he had to keep holding back. He didn’t believe that even if he killed them, he could cover up his tracks. There were too many leaders in the Blazing Sky God Clan.

Furthermore, joining hands with two legendary Descendants of the Blazing Sky Gods, he might not even win against them. Suddenly, a surge of intense pain came from his soul fire, a sight that made him even more furious – it emerged from his spiritual senses.

The Blazing Sky God’s Descendant that appeared later, his eight wings unfurled, was covered in scarlet Blazing God Flame making him look like a small sun, crashing onto the skeletal earth. Everything that touched him in the half-plane vaporized, the death qi it contained completely purified, the space around him warping.

This guy has already damaged the building block of his half-plane. He was trying to use his power to destroy his half-plane, thus reducing the half-plane’s oppression of the female Descendant of Blazing Sky Gods.

“You think that this can hold me back?” Yoram’s soul fire enshrouded skull briefly expanded with pain, but soon, his emotions stabilized.

“Haven’t your elders taught you? How dangerous it is to break into a Great Lich’s half-plane randomly? Especially when its master is still there and can control everything.”

A cold, ruthless voice echoed through the sky of the half-plane, accompanied by this voice, black thunderbolts filled with death qi struck from the sky, the skeletal earth writhing, heaving mound after mound of huge graves. From within, giant skeletons struggled to reveal half of their bodies, weapons of all kinds in their hands, and an intimidating legendary aura spreading out.

“Death God’s Grasp!” In an instant, a figure in a black robe appeared not far from Michaela. A claw as black as ink stretched out from under the robe, attempting to tightly grasp at her. At the same time, a giant bone palm connecting to an unknown being appeared below Michaela, synchronizing with the bone claw to slowly close in.

Bam!

Just as this massive, pitch-black bone-formed palm was about to close, a deep, abyss-like, lofty aura flashed and faded around Michaela. The giant palm burst apart.

The backlash of the failed spell immediately affected the Great Lich’s palm, his crystalline, inky claws also exploded into a pile of bone debris. Yet he did not reveal an unexpected expression. This was normal, the spell taking effect would have been strange.

“Although it is within my expectation. I still had a glimmer of hope. You supreme creatures immune to all instant death spells are truly troublesome.”

“Kill her!” The Great Lich Yoram pointed, the legendary instant death spell he had just used, which he had researched himself, was merely to buy time.

Already, four Skeleton Giants were condensing into form and crawling out from the tombs beside him, legendary auras emanating from them. However, they were only of the second tier; these were the most formidable forces that the Great Lich Yoram could summon within this semi-plane.

“What use are these things?” Enveloped in Blazing God Flame, the previously human-sized Michaela began to grow larger, soon reaching the size of a hundred meters. She was a descendant of the Ancient Gods. Even the weakest Ancient Gods were immensely large; their descendants could rival Titans in size once awakened.

“Dark Sword!” Seeing that even facing the siege of four legendary beings couldn’t put Michaela at disadvantage, the Great Lich Yoram reached out and grasped. One large black long sword after another appeared beside her, accompanying his swift slashing attack towards Michaela. His manner was calm, his posture elegant, displaying the dignity of a Great Lich.

But just as the Great Lich thought he could eliminate these two descendants of Blazing Sky Gods, the space rift that Ilvestercer had shattered and was about to heal, cracked open again.

In the surprised eyes of the Great Lich, a Red Dragon with vivid red scales struggled to crawl out, carrying an abomination disseminating poison mist in its claws. Yet after the Red Dragon fully broke free from the spatial rift, it violently ripped the abomination into two, its strongly corrosive corpse fluid splashing onto the ground.

“How can there be a Five-Color Dragon?” Yoram was somewhat confused about the situation he was facing. Even the Five-Color Dragon Clan was coming. This was unreasonable.

But this was only the beginning. After the robust Red Dragon broke free from the spatial rift, Blue Dragon, Green Dragon, Black Dragon, and even White Dragon, one after another, the Five-Color Dragons struggled to fly out from the spatial rift.

And following these giant dragons, a Storm Giant riding a Giant Peng descended. The moment it emerged, the storm of thunder unleashed from its body instantly destroyed a part of the undead sea.

“This spatial tunnel is too small!” In this slender spatial rift of less than twenty meters, a pair of palms brimming with Golden Thunder suddenly extended out from within, ripping the split open more forcefully…

Then a head surrounded by Thunder Flames poked out. Gazing at this world belonging to the dead, black long hair, and dazzling golden pupils declared his identity.

“Titan!” Lich Yoram was truly startled, even his spell casting pace involuntarily faltered for a moment.

Muria looked at the Great Lich in the long black robe floating in the air and smiled showing his teeth, “Skeleton, I’m giving you a chance. Kneel on the ground now, open your soul defence to me, allow me to leave a mark in the core of your soul, and you can survive.”

“Even if you are a Titan, you cannot insult me like this.” Such an arrogant demand was naturally refused without hesitation by Yoram; he felt that the Titan was deliberately humiliating him.

“That’s really a shame then. My minions, show this Great Lich your strength!” Golden Thunder shone in this space. Under the Lich’s unbelieving gaze, Muria managed to rip the space rift even larger against the pressure.

In the end, he stood among it, one hand supporting the top, both feet stepped onto the bottom, forcibly tearing this rift to extend nearly a thousand meters; in the widest part, where Muria stood, the height reached more than two hundred meters. Then, seemingly endless giants surged out from the rift, rushing towards this lifeless Land of Skeletons.

The four Skeleton Giants summoned by the Lich were quickly drowned by an onslaught from a group of Five-Color Dragons and his following summonings were interrupted, allowing Michaela to free her hands to face this Great Lich directly.

“Mika, go! Behead him.” Like a behemoth, Muria holding up the heavens and stepping on the earth shouted.

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