Inside the Azure Flame Domain, Morr's Domain had been suppressed by the Thunderstorm Dragon to less than one-third of its original range, leaving only a hemispherical safe zone, while outside the Azure Flame Domain, it was filled with violent lightning elements.

This Thunderstorm Dragon would occasionally charge out from outside the Thunder Domain and pounce toward Morr and Dahuang; its speed was much faster than Morr and Dahuang's, and just dodging its attacks had already exhausted all their mental energy.

Beside him, Dahuang's fur was flattened by the gale, its white mane pressed tightly against its back.

It seized an opportunity, turning sideways to dart beneath the pouncing Thunderstorm Dragon, the dragon blood saber carving out a long wound.

However, the Thunderstorm Dragon didn't care at all; the wound healed within a few breaths, and after charging out from one end of the Domain, it quickly turned around and charged back.

Lightning erupted from its mouth; even if they dodged the Thunderstorm Dragon's pounce and bite, they could not escape the splash damage from the lightning.

Soon, the man and the dog were covered in burn marks from the lightning; they were both immersed in the battle against the Thunderstorm Dragon.

Dahuang did not notice that, after the holy dragon blade wounded the Thunderstorm Dragon, the blood stained on the blade seemed to be absorbed like a sponge, disappearing rapidly.

The holy dragon blade, which had been silent for a long time, saw the tightly closed eyeball on its hilt tremble slightly, showing signs of Awakening.

Ever since absorbing the soul of the Corrupt Dragon, the Dragon soul inside the holy dragon blade had fallen into a deep sleep and had not woken up.

It had already absorbed enough Dragon Clan bloodline, but now, upon encountering the Thunderstorm Dragon, it seemed to become thirsty again, craving to absorb more dragon blood.

"Sylvan Knight, you truly possess Authority."

In the upper level of the Beast Fighting Arena, atop the high tower, the God of Pursuit narrowed his eyes, seeing through Morr's trump card.

The God of Pursuit could not observe the battle between the Thunderstorm Dragon and Morr and Dahuang through the Domain, but the Weakness Magic Array in the sewer could still weaken them even through the Domain.

With the Weakness Magic Array in place, he was not worried that the Thunderstorm Dragon would be defeated by them; instead, he was worried that the Thunderstorm Dragon might make a mistake and kill his beloved Divine Beast.

The God of Pursuit had already taken it for granted that Dahuang was his property.

As for those Adventurers and the animals on the battlefield, they surely wouldn't last much longer.

"Huh? Wait—"

The God of Pursuit was stunned for a moment; he suddenly sensed that deep in the sewer, the werewolf Yazo had used his Authority blessing.

What was going on? Just fighting a rat, and he actually needed to use his blessing?

Yazo was stronger than all the monsters present, including the three Guardians like the Thunderstorm Dragon, yet he was forced to use his trump card by an Azure Ice Rat?

The God of Pursuit frowned; his intuition was exceptionally sharp, and he felt a faint sense of unease in his heart.

Inside the sewer.

"Hahaha, die! Die!"

The Demon Werewolf's wild laughter echoed in the room.

Facing Yazo's strongest killing move, Chong Ming's eyes became serious.

He gently brushed his left hand over the sword blade, and eight symbols flashed with a faint light, merging into the blade.

His heart rate accelerated.

This feeling of surging blood and passion had not been felt for a long time.

Vaguely, it felt like returning to the Alien Demon Battlefield fifty years ago.

That was the most dangerous moment for Blue Star.

The first God Venerable of the Xia Kingdom repelled the endless beast tide on Luhai Mountain, defeated countless Alien Gods, and won a chance for the Xia Kingdom to catch its breath.

Although he sacrificed himself for the country, the divine sword in his hand still stood tall on Luhai Mountain, deterring thousands of monsters.

At that time, Chong Ming had not yet become a Divine Venerable; he was on the newly opened Northern Alien Demon Battlefield, facing three Gods Chosen Alien Demons simultaneously.

At that time, these three Gods Chosen simultaneously unleashed killing moves no less powerful than Infinite Binding, attacking him from three directions.

And it was at that moment of certain death that he formally Awakening his Authority, successfully killing all three Gods Chosen in return, thereby causing the entire monster army to retreat.

This was also the foundational battle that led to him becoming a Divine Venerable.

And now, he was going to use this move again.

Although this move required consuming a large amount of Divine Power, the comforting point was that the days of needing to calculate and save Divine Power were over.

To help the Lord of Spirits, even if it meant exhausting all his Divine Power, it was completely worth it.

A look of nostalgia appeared on Chong Ming's face.

The frost greatsword shimmered with colorful light, which faded a moment later, turning into a faint white light.

Before it was even swung, it had already penetrated time and interfered with Karma.

"What has happened will become fate; what has not happened will be countless futures."

Chong Ming raised his head, and within his pupils, eight miniature symbols rotated along with his irises.

They represented the rules of the entire world and could almost be used to interpret everything.

The movements of Yazo, who was pouncing before him, became extremely slow in his field of vision.

It was not just the movements; even time itself had slowed down significantly in sync.

Countless white phantoms emerged from Yazo's body; they overlapped and intertwined, causing Yazo's body to inflate several times over.

These were all of Yazo's future possibilities; each phantom represented a future, which only Chong Ming could see and interfere with.

From countless possibilities, he deduced the established fact and pushed it back into reality.

Facing these countless phantoms, Chong Ming's tone became calm.

"Authority Manifestation—"

"Dao-Hosting Sword."

As the last word was slowly uttered, the tip of the frost greatsword gently poked the countless phantoms, shattering all their possibilities.

The white sword light turned into a beam of light, piercing through the phantoms, tearing them apart, and even directly hitting the altar behind Yazo.

At this instant, the flow of time returned to normal.

Yazo's face, which had been grinning, changed abruptly; it only felt a great force erupting from the front, piercing through its chest.

The spear mark floating above its head immediately dimmed and shattered.

Yazo was sent flying, its body tracing a straight line through the air, directly collapsing the altar and slamming hard against the wall.

It spat out a large mouthful of blood. Its limbs and entire body lost control, and its life force was irreversibly and rapidly fading away.

The legendary Skill, Infinite Binding, was perfectly countered and broken by the Dao-Hosting Sword!

Qi Ye was dumbfounded; in his field of vision, Chong Ming had only casually thrust the sword, and the pouncing Yazo was bounced back at the same speed.

This is too fierce!

He had originally planned to sneak over and destroy the altar of the control array, but now it was completely unnecessary.

Relying on this Peak Tier 9 body, Chong Ming had actually managed to instantly kill Yazo; even Dahuang couldn't do that!

"Cough!"

"You used Authority! Your Petitioning for Sealing Skill shouldn't be this strong!"

Yazo roared in disbelief; the Demon Regeneration passive failed, and the blood could not be stopped at all, gushing out from its chest.

"No, I am not reconciled—!"

It finally widened its eyes, with fear and unwillingness on its face, and drew its last breath.

The Demon Werewolf Yazo, King of the Beast Fighting Arena, perished here.