Chapter 4470


    A copper coffin blocked the advance of the Doom Race army led by Carson.


    James had no fondness for the Doom Race, as they were the ones primarily responsible for the


    destruction of the Primordial Realm. 30,000 epochs ago, he hadid out ns in the Cloud Universe


    and had in many powerhouses seeking to destroy the Primordial Realm. However, the true


    mastermind behind it all, the Dooms, had managed to elude justice. If it were not for Carson before


    him, James would have unleashed a bloodbath.


    “Father, we can’t break through,” Carson shouted as he was pushed back by the force.


    “Damn it!” Wyot’s face darkened, unable to contain his frustration.


    He no longer had the luxury of nonchntly challenging Soren at the moment. In an instant, he


    vanished from his original spot and reappeared in front of the coffin. He raised his hand, attempting to


    shove the coffin back, but just as he struck, Soren appeared mysteriously and intercepted his attack.


    The disparity in power between Wyot and Soren was minimal. While Wyot might have been slightly


    stronger, they were almost equally matched. After all, Soren was currently in the Middle of the


    Omniscience Path’s Ninth Stage, which boasted incredible strength. It surpassed the Caelum Acme


    Rank’s early stage and was closer to somewhere within the middle stage of that rank.


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    “Damn it!” Wyot cursed once more. In his hand, a white longsword materialized. The sword was


    adorned with numerous mysterious inscriptions. As he held the white longsword, it trembled, and


    unspeakable power welled within it.


    This was the First Tone of the Chaos’ Nine Voices.


    Wyot hadpletelyprehended all the Chaos’ Nine Voices and was now able to wield them using


    his sword.


    A dreadful sound echoed in the area, and sound waves converged, forming a dazzling Sword Energy


    that surged toward Soren.


    Soren’s expression turned serious. He did not know what this move was, but he could sense the


    terrifying power it contained. Instead of evading, he chose to face it head-on. His fist radiated with white


    light as he struck, and an illusory shadow of his fist appeared. It collided with the sonic Sword Energy.


    Boom!


    Holes opened in the Chaos, creating terrifying Spatial ck Holes. They were as big as a massive


    universe.


    Soren was sent flying, blood trickling out the corners of his mouth, and his face turned pale. His fist felt


    numb, and the sensation spread throughout his body. For a moment, he seemed to have lost control of


    his own body. However, he recovered in an instant.


    Soren could have dodged the attack, but he chose to face it directly. If he had employed the Blithe


    Omniscience to evade it, the copper coffin would have been struck as well, and the distant human


    Acmeans would be caught in the aftermath.


    Soren’s ability to withstand the First Tone of the Chaos’ Nine Voices was something Wyot did not


    expect.


    From afar, Winnie and the others gathered together. Jabari’s expression was dark as he spoke, ‘That


    power is too terrifying. Even Mr. Soren could barely withstand the attack. If it were us, we’d be killed


    instantly.’’


    Everyone else had simrly serious expressions. No one had anticipated that the Doom Race would


    possess such talented experts.


    Wyot stood in the Chaotic Void, holding the white longsword. His expression rxed as he looked at


    Soren, who had sustained some cracks on his arm.


    “Soren, your heart is wavering and it’s preventing you from properlyprehending the Blithe


    Omniscience.


    Meanwhile, I have already reached the pinnacle of mastery of the Chaos Sacred Art. What do you have


    to protect the Human Race with? They are bound to lose,” Wyot’s voice echoed.


    ‘This is only my first move. Let’s see how you handle another,” he dered.


    As his words fell, Wyot unleashed a second sword strike. All his vocalizations of the Chaos’ Nine


    Voices formed into mysterious inscription sigils. These inscription sigils transformed into Sword Energy.


    The radiant Sword Energy flew out with the swing of the white longsword, tearing through the void. The


    attack reached Soren instantly.


    Inside the copper coffin, James watched silently. He knew how strong the Chaos’ Nine Voices were


    and understood the extent of Wyot’s strength.