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"Such formidable strength! No wonder you're a master with an ability index of 52000! You actually managed to reduce my defensive power by ten percent. That's terrifying!"

This is one of the most severe damage Zhang Yi has suffered since advancing to the Knight rank, comparable to Zheng Lou's!

However, Zhang Yi showed no fear on his face; instead, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Time is on his side; he can see the future changes, so he is certain that this attack will not cause him any harm.

As for the damage to the dimensional gate, it can be repaired in a certain amount of time.

In terms of attack power, he might only have 45000 points, at most reaching 50000 points with a full set of armor.

However, in terms of defensive capabilities, even if Zheng Lou himself came, he wouldn't be able to destroy his defenses.

"I see... the ultimate trajectory of power, and... that fleeting gap in the recovery..."

Zhang Yi muttered to himself as the second hand in his left eye spun wildly at an unprecedented speed.

The devastating attack he had just witnessed was broken down into countless tiny streams of energy in his eyes.

He clearly captured its incredibly powerful burst pattern and the extremely brief but real stagnation point when the power was recovered!

"Seeing the future."

This is the Second Hand of Time, the terrifying power of a time-based ability user who reaches the Knight level!

"However, it's about time! It's only polite to return the favor, your decisive move is over."

"So, it's my turn next!"

Zhang Yi suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with brilliant light!

Instead of repairing the damaged defenses, he made a move that surprised Yinghui and all the onlookers—he raised his left hand and clenched his fist suddenly, as if to crush this space filled with destructive energy!

"All blasphemers will be judged by the gods!"

"Within this endless sword domain, I am the ruler. Any power that harms me will turn against itself!"

Om-!

The nature of the endless sword domain, which was originally used to isolate the outside world, suddenly reversed!

It no longer repels external energy; instead, it becomes a gigantic, invisible vortex that generates a terrifying suction force!

In an instant, the remaining energy of the sword storm that had not yet completely dissipated throughout the battlefield began to converge wildly!

The sword energy and dark matter that had dissipated from countless previous collisions, and even the dark aura that Ying Hui constantly emitted.

All the unclaimed, violent energy was forcibly seized and gathered by this powerful suction force, surging wildly into Zhang Yi's palm like rivers flowing into the sea, condensing into an extremely dark black sphere!

"What is he doing?!"

Shadow's crimson eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty. He had never seen such a fighting style before, daring to actively absorb the enemy's destructive power.

"Not good! Retreat! Retreat to the furthest point! Brian, take Miss Yang and get away from this area!"

Inside the shadow space, Professor Leonardo da Vinci was the first to react, issuing a sharp warning.

The energy level in the tactical goggles has exceeded the limit!

"Warning! Warning! High energy ahead! All non-combatants and combatants, evacuate immediately."

Yang Xinxin's eyes sharpened, and she executed the order without hesitation, her figure transforming into a streak of black light as she retreated rapidly.

Although Brian didn't understand why, his instinct for danger made his hair stand on end instantly.

"Wow wow wow wow!"

It let out a low growl and ran with Yang Xinxin to the distant edge of the Endless Sword Domain.

Then, very gentlemanly, he stood up in front of Yang Xinxin, using his mutated and strong body as a shield to protect the girl behind him, his eyes warily fixed on the black sphere in Zhang Yi's palm that looked like a black hole in the distance.

"After reaching the Knight rank, his attack became even more insane!"

In the center of the battlefield, Zhang Yi's body became the eye of an energy storm.

The overwhelming influx of alien energy caused the Terminator Armor on his body to groan under its strain, and the armor plates trembled violently.

But the core furnace of the armor was also operating at full speed. The billions of undead of the Uluan Empire belonging to the Armor of the End wailed as they injected the purest dark primal power to help Zhang Yi stabilize and compress this destructive aggregate.

With the infusion of energy, the armor became thicker and more ferocious than ever before, like a demon god that had come from ancient times!

It completely covered Zhang Yi's body, making him look like a black iron tower.

Zhang Yi held his hands in front of his chest, where all the energy—his own dark matter, the shadowy sword energy, and the remnants of the storm—was forcibly compressed and condensed!

A black sphere appeared.

Initially only the size of a fist, it emitted a terrifying aura that made the entire Dark Sun Forest tremble.

It was pitch black, so dark that even light could not escape its pull, like a miniature black hole.

With the injection of more energy, it rapidly expanded and transformed into a black sun with a diameter of over ten meters!

On the surface of the sun, there is not a blazing flame, but a silent, burning dark fire that represents annihilation and end!

At its core, countless tiny sword shadows and spatial cracks could be vaguely seen appearing and disappearing; they were extremely unstable and destructive energies forcibly mixed together!

Zhang Yi slowly raised the black sun with both arms, his eyes cold and solemn, as if he were holding some kind of forbidden power.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, yet like a pronouncement of law, clearly reaching Yingwei and every living being who sensed the presence of this power:

"Let's merge all the power that dissipated during our battle into one, and concentrate our combined strength to deliver divine punishment upon you!"

"Die under my attack!"

"Blasphemy!"

The moment he finished speaking, he forcefully pushed the black sun in his hand toward the sky above the shadows!

The black sun slowly rose into the sky, distorting and collapsing space in its wake, leaving a black trail that could not be healed for a long time, as if the sky had been torn open with an ugly scar.

It rose to its highest point, and then... with a sense of destiny that could decide the fate of all things, it slowly pressed down on the shadow below, who was unable to move and could only watch helplessly as all this happened!

There was no sound, or rather, all sound was swallowed up by the extreme darkness.

Ying Hui raised his head and looked at the black sun that occupied his entire field of vision. In his scarlet eyes, anger, horror, and resentment... eventually turned into a sense of relief and calm.

He felt it; it was a strike that combined the full power of himself and his opponent, an end that transcended technique and reached the very essence of power.

Faced with this power, his proud sword storm seemed utterly inadequate.