Zhang Yuanqing immediately focused his consciousness, entering the ninth elder's body through the imprint in his mind sea. In the dark basement, the golden giant mussel lay quietly, its strong and steady heartbeat resonating from within the shell. "Thud, thud, thud..." The beats grew stronger with each passing one. The life within the shell was about to emerge—but not now, not immediately! This meant they would have to withstand the Light Divine High Priest for some time. A group of eight-tier masters facing a nine-tier peak was already a significant challenge, even if Menia, Eriega, and Sinicia were at the late stage of the eight-tier level. They still fell short by one tier. As for Zhang Yuanqing himself, though his experience level approached that of an eight-tier master, his actual combat strength remained uncertain—without counting his equipment, he was roughly equivalent to a mid-eight-tier master. With his array of high-quality gear and sets, however, he could hold his own against a nine-tier master. After all, the Thunder God Set had already reached the threshold of the nine-tier level. "Compared to the time of the Papal Treasury, my experience has improved significantly—barely able to sustain the Thor set for three minutes. If I can maintain contact, treat injuries, and keep going, I can extend the duration even further..." "I'll take the lead, while the others support me, trying to delay the inevitable. The Primordial God is about to give birth..." As his thoughts flashed, Zhang Yuanqing leapt out of the window, facing the roaring golden light. ... Standing at the bell tower, Eriphylus had already stepped forward to meet the golden light as it swept toward the island of Paphos. "Wheee—!" Massive whirlwinds rose on the sea surface, stretching from the ocean floor to the sky, with the bulky body lashed by countless wind blades, crashing and colliding violently across the waves, tearing and devouring everything in its path. The combination of hurricanes and wind blades was the "Overseer's" most powerful offensive, known as a mobile disaster. Even other sovereigns of equal rank, once caught within the hurricane's embrace, could only acknowledge the damage and steadily lose health. Eriega's idea was simple: keep the enemy at bay and absolutely prevent the High Priest of the God of Light from reaching the island. Amid a scene of apocalyptic devastation, the golden light entered the storm zone. Soon, a high, resonant chant echoed across the sea: "The disaster has come. Faith in the light, still the storm, remove the calamity..." The chant carried a peculiar rhythm that stirred supernatural forces, instantly calming the surging sea surface and visibly diminishing the massive storms stretching across sea and sky. The golden light flowed unimpeded through the gradually calming storm. Eriega's eyes flashed with intensity, then turned transparent, as a surge of jade-like energy gathered above his head, coiling into a tangible crown. Winds gathered between his wings, forming a pair of wind wings stretching ten meters long. His demeanor became detached and impassive, his expression cold and composed—like a personification of the sky, the embodiment of order, no longer touched by the emotions or moods of living beings. This was the passive presence of a sovereign: the ruler of the heavens! Suppress all living beings capable of flight, active in the skies. The suppression effect varies according to the levels of both parties. When the levels are equal, it suppresses 50% of the enemy's current attributes. Against an opponent one level higher, the suppression ranges between 10% and 30%, depending on their experience. Eriega, like a divine decree, declared, "Descend!" The golden light, once like a meteor, noticeably slowed, as though encountering heavy resistance. The weakened gale surged again, regaining its formidable power, though still slightly weaker than before. Eriega suddenly folded her massive wind wings, and dozens or even hundreds of gales converged from all directions, engulfing and extinguishing the stubborn golden light striving to cross the ocean and reach the island of Paphos. Finally, the golden light came to rest, standing at the heart of the storm. At this moment, the high priest within the light revealed himself—a venerable man with white hair and beard, wearing a crown and a luminous white robe, standing about two meters tall, broad-shouldered and imposing. He carried a large, light-brown bow, with six golden arrows attached. The elder, crowned with a laurel wreath, radiated pure golden light, forming a spherical barrier with a diameter of twenty meters. Within the barrier, laws of its own were established! Hurricanes laden with countless wind blades gathered outside the barrier, violently colliding and tearing through each other, yet remained undisturbed. The high priest, with his fragmented golden eyes fixed upon the divine Eriega, removed his bow and nocked a golden arrow. The bow instantly shone like a full moon. A single string vibration echoed across the heavens, and golden light surged forth, sweeping along its path—dispelling the storm and evaporating all spiritual energy. Eriega immediately raised a wind wall to intercept the arrow. Yet the very next instant, the wind wall was purified. The goddess Menia stepped forward to shield Eriega, planting her great sword before her to form a bronze barrier. This barrier too was pierced and melted by the golden arrow, failing to provide any resistance. At the crucial moment, a surge of electricity erupted from afar, coalescing into a figure clad in armor of lightning, radiating with brilliant flashes of thunder. Zhang Yuanqing pushed Meneia aside, gathering an endless stream of dazzling lightning in both hands and grasping the golden arrow. "Pop!" The golden arrow shattered through his hands without resistance, piercing his chest, and then struck Eriega behind—where a second "pop" echoed. Zhang Yuanqing felt his heart sink, quickly turning to see Eriega similarly pierced through the chest. The golden arrow soared into the distance, passing over the island of Paphos and sinking into the sea. "Boom! Boom!" Hundreds of tons of seawater were instantly vaporized by the power of the Sun God, transforming into steam and then reabsorbing back into the sea, producing a thunderous roar akin to a volcanic eruption beneath the earth. Eriega opened his mouth, but could not utter a sound—golden flames erupted simultaneously from his mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears. Within just one second, this high-ranking sovereign was reduced to a crimson skeleton, and his soul was completely consumed by the intense heat of the Sun God's power. Immediately, golden flames erupted from the seven orifices of Zhang Yuanqing, yet he did not die like Eriega. The Thunder God Armor granted him the rank of a ninth-level initial cultivator, and as the primary deity of the Sun, he possessed exceptional resistance. Even so, the searing intensity of the divine solar power inflicted serious damage, reducing the duration he could wear the Thunder God Armor from three minutes down to just thirty seconds. He had no reserves of vitality left to counter the encroaching Thunder God energy. That's what peak mastery is? That's what peak mastery is!! Zhang Yuanqing's sweat instantly soaked through his back as he hurriedly opened his inventory, pulling out the Blade of Form and Spirit, and activated the "Blade of Form" skill—an attack that bypasses all physical defenses. "Sizzle~" Bright blue electric arcs leapt, converging wildly into the right hand that held the blade, channeling the power into the blade itself. "Feel this—my super electromagnetic barrage!" Zhang Yuanqing curled his fingers and launched the Blade of Form. Boom! A robust flash of lightning vanished, accompanied by a hissing noise as electric arcs spread across half the sky. Driven by the power of the lightning, the Blade of Form and Spirit approached near light speed and struck the spherical barrier in an instant. "Crack!" "Boom!" The Blade of Form and Spirit shattered into fragments. The spherical barrier exploded, and the defensive regulations in this area dissolved. Zhang Yuanqing, not hesitating over the loss, transformed into a streak of starlight and moved to a distance near the High Priest, then opened his inventory to summon the Seven-Star Lamp Array. One by one, seven-lamp formations glowing with deep green flames materialized, forming the array and incorporating the High Priest within. Zhang Yuanqing then moved to a distance, immediately removing his Thunder God Set and drawing out the Life Source Liquid, which he injected into his neck vein. He did not expect the Seven-Star Lamp Array to hold the High Priest; he only needed a few moments to buy time—enough time to restore his own condition and renew the duration of the Thunder God Set's effects. Within the array, the High Priest raised his head with serious expression, gazing intently at the strange, Like a tiger encountering a donkey for the first time. After waiting for over ten seconds and seeing no abnormalities in the seven-star lanterns floating above, the high priest launched a proactive assault, sending out a golden beam that struck and destroyed one of the Kongming lanterns. Instantly, a deluge of sword attacks rained down, piercing the high priest like a sieve, leaving him with numerous blood-soaked holes. The high priest's body shimmered with golden light, and all his wounds swiftly healed. He immediately assessed the strength of the lantern array, continuously flexing his fingers to send out successive golden beams, causing clusters of golden-green flames to burst into life in the air. Though his attacks were not particularly intense and his physical defenses were average—except for the arrows he launched, which were astonishing in their power—the normal output strength failed to defeat me. As a Light God-class specialist, he excels in healing, taming beasts, calming disasters, enforcing laws, and archery. He has six arrows in total, with six guaranteed finishing blows, and has already used one. Zhang Yuanqing swiftly analyzed the enemy's skills and formulated a strategic response in his mind. Within less than five minutes, all several hundred seven-star lanterns were completely destroyed Zhang Yuanqing, now fully recovered in physical condition, immediately summoned the Thunder God Set, transforming into the majestic and imposing Fallen Thunder God, radiating streaks of electric light. The High Priest drew another golden arrow, nocked it, and drew back the bow, aiming precisely at Zhang Yuanqing.