The tall figure cloaked in a platinum robe stood calmly at the peak of the Thunder Eagle, with the vast, dense golden cloud sea unfurling behind him. From within the cloud sea, an indescribable terrifying shadow slowly projected downwards. Just slightly revealing its vague contours, those below, including Selena, felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation. Fuming Ge, who was firmly locked by the terrifying gaze from the golden cloud sea, found his entire body rigid, and the Inheritance Array behind him had ceased its operation. The previously cruel and sinister expression on his face was replaced by shock and stupor, as if he had seen something utterly inconceivable. When the figure at the peak of the Thunder Eagle cast an indifferent glance and casually pointed in Fuming Ge’s direction. In an instant, the thick golden cloud sea behind him boiled violently. The grand and ethereal chanting in the void suddenly swelled, as if countless pieces of metal were clashing in a frenzied high frequency, countless voices, all praising an ancient name— "Spiritual Moya Moya..""Spiritual Moya Moya..""Spiritual Moya Moya.." Behind the boiling golden cloud sea, the indescribable shadow that even ancient Thunder Eagles seemed insignificant against continued to magnify, as if poised to step out from behind the clouds and fully descend upon the world. Following that, the constantly churning cloud sea revealed an indescribably thick giant tentacle that slowly reached out. The giant tentacle appeared to be cast from the finest gold, covered in a dense array of jagged suction cups, making the whole limb look like a bizarrely twisted golden chainsaw. On the tentacle, countless red jade-like flame patterns interpreted the ultimate truth of gold. At the appearance of the tentacle, all floating golden fragments in the void spontaneously ignited; at this moment time nearly came to a stasis, the heavens and earth seemed to be brewing an incomparably viscous invisible sea of gold. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝘯𝘦𝘵 The aura belonging to the forbidden filled every corner of the battlefield’s void. Even before the terrifying Golden Touch fully descended, Fuming Ge, who was remotely locked by it, began to tremble uncontrollably. The black array disk behind him showed signs of crumbling, with thick cracks spreading across it, emitting a sound like glass shattering under extreme stress. "True Intent Level... Spell!" Gazing deeply moved at the extremely shocking scene before her, Selena felt a current run swiftly through her spine, causing all her pores to tingle and stand on end. Numerous streams of golden and white light appeared on her body surface, rapidly condensing into a set of exquisitely beautiful yet ancient and majestic armor. Selena raised her hand in a phantom grip, countless strands of golden light weaving between her fingers, conjuring a magnificent great bow seemingly formed by an entwinement of golden vines. The rune-illuminated cloak fluttered high behind her as Selena gritted her teeth, charging swiftly towards Fuming Ge’s location with the golden bow in hand. At this moment, Selena finally realized. The mysterious man named Golden Dawn, whose strength was almost unbelievably overpowering, did not intend to establish authority through Fuming Ge. He genuinely intended to kill Fuming Ge! His murderous intent was as intense and vast as the golden cloud sea before their eyes. The terrifying giant Golden Touch continuously descended, and the small piece of void where Fuming Ge was located had begun to collapse. At this moment, Fuming Ge seemed like an ant facing the crushing finger of a giant, his twisted face a mix of terror and astonishment with veins bulging densely across his cheeks and neck, his mouth open in a silent scream of frustration. The closer Selena got to Fuming Ge’s location, the more she felt an overwhelmingly heavy pressure. Despite a flicker of awe rolling through her eyes, she bit her lip and forced her way into the fray, positioning herself staunchly in front of Fuming Ge. As she faced the massive Golden Touch descending from the heavens, which almost filled her entire field of view, she resolutely raised the golden great bow in her hand. Drawing the invisible string of the golden bow, as if pulling the bow to a full moon, innumerable "&"-shaped runes on the golden bow and armor lit up, forming golden tassel-like patterns of light. With Selena’s hand holding the bow as the origin, a swirling golden wave of a magic barrier was erected. The terrible power contained within the Golden Touch struck the golden barrier one wave after another, causing Selena’s arms to tremble violently. She felt as if she were amidst a furious sea, ceaselessly battered by tsunami impacts. Almost unable to see the scene before her clearly, she relied solely on a steadfast belief to sustain herself, squinting her eyes, her lake-green pupils flickering with mysterious golden runes, then pressing her lips together, she slowly pulled the bowstring to its maximum.... Just as Selena was about to release her grip, the terrible pressure crashing down like waves around her suddenly vanished without a trace, as though everything suddenly calmed completely, and time stood still. Selena raised her head in astonishment, to discover that the figure who had been standing on the back of the ancient Thunder Eagle, in front of the Golden Throne, had somehow appeared before her. He stood beneath the immobile golden cloud sea, beneath the indescribably massive shadow, surrounded by countless floating golden flames, looking down quietly from above. Beneath a golden mask flowing with dawn-like light, a voice as though countless metals resonating together sounded faintly. "Why does the Princess keep such a useless waste?" Hearing this, Selena’s expression froze, and then turned somewhat unpleasant. But quickly, Selena took a deep breath, working to calm her emotions.