God-Tier Fishing System - Chapter 328
Chapter 328: Chapter 328
Karl Ashenvale roared like a maddened beast, veins bulging grotesquely on his forehead. His spiritual energy surged violently, sword intent erupting from every pore as he pushed his domain to its absolute limit.
The golden sword aura around him churned and flared, faintly shaping itself into a miniature world. Space vibrated. Fractures rippled outward.
Yet—
Nothing changed.
Ethan’s fist world remained unshakable, suppressing everything beneath it like a mountain crushing an ant. Karl’s sword intent domain couldn’t even unfold. Every time he tried to extend it, Ethan’s fist intent smashed it flat again.
Pfft!
Karl spurted a mouthful of blood as the backlash slammed into him.
His vision blurred.
But before he could steady himself—
“P… Please—!”
Screams erupted one after another.
Karl turned sharply.
All around him, Mahayana experts of the Ashenvale family were collapsing, their expressions twisted in unbearable pain. Their eyes were bloodshot, veins wriggling beneath their skin like mad serpents.
Ethan’s fist world wasn’t a simple suppression technique.
It was absolute domination.
A dimensionality-reduction strike.
Mahayana cultivators below the Eighth Turn could not even stand within it.
The crushing pressure bore down like Ethan’s fists raining from every direction.
“A-AHHH!”
A shrill scream tore through the domain.
A Sixth-Turn Mahayana trembled violently, blood vessels swelling grotesquely—
BOOM.
He exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
One blow.
One breath.
Dead.
And he wasn’t the last.
“Don’t even think about leaving.”
Ethan’s calm voice drifted through the crushing power of the fist world.
It was too calm—terrifyingly calm.
He had other battlefields to get to, and the Ashenvale family did not deserve more than a few minutes of his time.
His fist world surged as his intent intensified.
BANG. BANG. BANG.
Bodies burst like watermelons under a hammer.
Any Mahayana below the Eighth Turn perished instantly—no resistance, no last words, only blooming clouds of red that stained the air like demonic fireworks.
Soon, only Eight remained, Noel Ashenvale, North Ashenvale, Karl Ashenvale, Skyler and the four Mahayana cultivators under Skyler.
Their faces twisted with fear as they used formation talismans to barely hold on.
North Ashenvale, who had been grinning moments earlier, now trembled like a leaf in a storm.
“Why… why is Ethan this strong?!”
He had imagined Ethan being pressured. Perhaps forced to flee.
But this?
This was Ethan treating Mahayana experts like weeds beneath his feet.
Noel Ashenvale clenched his teeth, his knees nearly buckling.
“The pressure of his fist intent world… it’s comparable to a real Supreme Realm expert!”
Above them, Skyler was directing his massive flame shark straight at Ethan’s fist world—not at the formations outside it.
He had realized the truth.
Even if I break his formation, it’s meaningless. This fist world is the real cage.
“Without stepping into the Supreme Realm, no one can form a perfect intent world… he can’t maintain this for long!”
Skyler’s face twisted with desperation.
“This technique of mine can explode with twice its usual power… not even Karl could take it head-on! It’ll definitely break through!”
“Blow up!”
Skyler roared.
At the same moment—
Ethan casually thrust his palm upward.
The Abyssal Sixteen Arts — Second Art.
He used the Second Art with the Black Mist hands.
A colossal golden palm materialized instantly, demonic mist swirling around its edges like chains of darkness.
It caught the flame shark with casual ease.
BOOM!
The flame shark exploded violently inside the palm.
Flames scattered—blue embers falling like sparks from a dying bonfire.
The massive golden palm opened, releasing nothing but a few flickers of light.
A squib.
Skyler froze.
His pupils shrank violently.
That was my strongest technique…
Yet Ethan crushed it as though swatting a fly.
His strength… was it already at the Supreme realm?!
Ethan lowered his hand, eyes indifferent.
“With all your strength, you still think you can control my life?”
His gaze sharpened, a murderous chill sweeping across the battlefield.
Killing intent exploded from him, spreading like an icy tidal wave. The temperature dropped instantly. Frost crept across the air.
The domain of killing intent slowly unfolded.
Every living being inside it felt their souls pierced.
Skyler’s heart thudded wildly.
Karl Ashenvale’s body stiffened.
“This killing intent…”
“This is the Way of Killing!”
Karl choked.
“Ethan… you… you’re the mysterious killer who slaughtered the mortals before!?”
“Haha.”
Ethan didn’t bother answering. They would be corpses soon.
“One Word Severing Technique—Condensate.”
He whispered softly.
The gray killing intent around him surged, darkening and twisting,.
Eight blades of killing intent condensed above his head—each blade sharp enough to rend souls.
Azure and white flames ignited along their edges, making them look like divine swords forged in hell itself.
The blades trembled.
Locked onto their targets.
Karl Ashenvale felt his heart constrict. Terror surged up his spine.
If one of those blades hits me… I’ll die instantly!
Skyler felt it too. The coldness crawled from his feet to his scalp, freezing his blood.
“Deputy City Lord Skyler, what are you waiting for!?” Karl roared shakily.
“If we don’t use our trump cards, we’re dead!”
Karl slammed his palms together, chanting frantically.
“I sacrifice my heart blood… ancestors, manifest yourselves!”
His blood burned violently, the smell of scorched life force filling the air. A red glow enveloped him.
A massive humanoid phantom formed above him—its aura approaching the Supreme Realm.
Skyler’s eyes widened. He couldn’t hesitate any longer.
“Ghost Whale Treasure Technique!”
Blue fire flashed in his pupils.
His back shuddered as his spiritual energy drained rapidly.
From behind him, a colossal whale phantom materialized—its face twisted into a grotesque ghost mask. The aura it exuded was savage, ancient, terrifying.
Then Skyler burned his own blood essence.
The blue ghost whale turned blood-red.
Its power spiked to unimaginable levels.
Skyler’s eyes were feverish, manic.
“Ethan, to force Karl and me to use our final trump cards… you truly are worthy of being called the top genius of Skyreach Territory!”
“But genius is fragile.”
Skyler pointed forward, his face twisted in madness.
“It’s a shame how easily a genius can be broken. Today, you will die!”
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