Snap!
Leander slammed his hand, smooth and pale like polished jade, right onto the center of Blood Net. Everyone around him froze, their expressions a mix of shock and disbelief.
Sizzle!
White smoke curled up instantly, and the sound of droplets hitting hot oil echoed through the room again.
"Ander!" Daphne's eyes went wide, and her voice was barely a whisper.
Even the others down below felt their hearts skip a beat.
Leander actually touches Blood Net with his bare flesh. Isn't he just asking for death?
Everyone expected Leander to instantly melt by the blood net, but Fergus, hovering above, suddenly tensed.
"What?" His eyes locked on the scene. Leander's long fingers clenched the center of the blood net, and the blood energy surged violently, ready to consume his palm completely.
But no matter how violently the blood energy raged, Leander's hand didn't even flinch. The color didn't change, and there wasn't a single cut or mark.
"How is this possible?" Fergus' pupils shrank in shock.
Every single thread of this Blood Net Formation is forged from the purest blood of virgins. Its corrosive power is unmatched. Even in the Arbitration Office, where strong fighters are everywhere, hardly anyone could dare touch it with their own body. They have to find other ways to break it. But Leander? He's facing the blood net with just his own flesh, and somehow, the blood energy can't even scratch him. A body at this level—how terrifyingly powerful must it be?
Leander's face was a blank mask, showing no hint of joy or sorrow. Then, in an instant, his fingers curled tight, and every joint and muscle in his body erupted with raw power, surging in waves like the claws of an ancient dragon.
Rumble!
A shockwave radiated outward from him. With a single hand, Leander lifted what should have been an impossibly massive blood net, stretching over thousands of square meters, holding it aloft as if it weighed nothing.
"Whoa…"
Countless eyes went wide, jaws dropping. Leander looked like some kind of savior, his flesh and bones standing shoulder to shoulder with the divine.
"How is this even possible?" Even Fergus's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected that his first attempt at the Blood Net Formation would achieve nothing. Worse, he was now witnessing someone resisting the devouring force of the blood net with sheer physical strength, holding it up with their own body.
"What kind of freak is this guy?" Fergus's expression darkened, but he didn't panic. If anything, he became sharper, his blood energy flaring out like a crimson sun, illuminating the battlefield.
"Take him down!" He stomped into the center of the blood net, clashing with Leander in a vicious up-and-down force, trying to crush Leander and the net together.
Crack!
A brittle, overstrained sound split the air, even causing fractures to appear in the surrounding atmosphere. Yet no matter how Fergus poured his power in, Leander stayed unmoving, holding the blood net higher and higher, yard by yard.
"This is impossible!" Fergus's eyes darkened. He stomped hard at the center of the net, then flipped into the air, leaping ten yards upward.
"Skybreaker Step!"
His single foot descended like a hammer, all his energy focused into that strike. A blood-red glow flared around it. The crowd saw a massive footprint plummet from the sky, like an ancient elephant crushing the earth, capable of shattering worlds.
Boom!
A deafening crash exploded, blood energy and a violent shockwave bursting outward. The upward surge of the blood net finally halted.
"Is Sovereign Ashcroft about to fall?" Wyatt's gaze tightened, a heavy feeling settling in his chest.
Leander is holding the devouring force with his bare body, which is already an immense burden. On top of that, he has to support the blood net to keep everyone below from being swallowed. The pressure of both tasks stacked together would have crushed anyone else long ago. And now, Fergus stomps down with a strike beyond divine-level mastery, like an elephant smashing the sky. I can't even begin to imagine the sheer force Leander is enduring.
The shockwave faded, revealing Leander's form in the sky.

Slash!
Rumble!

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