The Saint Realm experts who had been maintaining order immediately retreated to the riverbank, while the growing crowd of onlookers stared in wide-eyed shock. Bulon's sudden death had already stunned the ordinary people—they had witnessed Bulon flying through the air. Bulon was a Saint Realm expert, yet he had been killed without even putting up a fight. For the common folk, this was simply too unbelievable. That was a Saint Realm powerhouse!
At this moment— Beumont, his face twisted ferociously, charged toward Olivia with a shrill whistle through the air. He raised his dark azure war blade and slashed straight down at Olivia. But what met him was Olivia's blinding sword strike! Light and darkness coexisted in a single blow!
"Boom!"
The war blade and the mystic ice longsword collided. A terrifying shockwave surged downward. The entire surface of the Bosa Dam cracked with a deafening boom, then crumbled into powder—one full meter of the dam's outer layer disintegrating and being blown away, revealing the dark stone beneath. The Bosa Dam had endured for ten thousand years precisely because of this extraordinary material.
The shockwave plunged down, and the surface of the Yulan River violently concaved before erupting outward. Countless water droplets sprayed in every direction like sharp arrows, striking the people on the banks and drawing cries of pain as blood seeped from their wounds.
The masses gathered along the riverbank panicked, scrambling backward in terror.
"Hummm~" Peculiar ripples of white light radiated from Deslix's mind, shooting outward at incredible speed. In an instant, they reached Beumont, who let out a pained growl.
"These bastards." Beumont glared at Deslix and Olivia in the distance.
He had miscalculated!
He had originally assumed that Deslix and Olivia, having just ascended to godhood, would be relatively weak and easy to deal with. But who could have guessed that Olivia's sword strike carried more force than his own blade? And as for Deslix, his soul attack was something else entirely—utterly bizarre.
"You want to kill us? Keep dreaming." Olivia's expression was ice-cold.
Lin Lei glanced at Deslix and silently marveled: Deslix had cultivated the soul aspect of the Light elemental laws. Now that he had ascended to godhood, his soul attacks were truly difficult to guard against—even Beumont had taken a hit from them.
Deslix's greatest strength lay in soul attacks.
"Lin Lei, I can handle Beumont on my own." Olivia sent a soul transmission, brimming with confidence. He immediately transformed into a streak of light, slashing through space and arriving before Beumont in an instant.
"Boom!"
Gray divine power radiated from Beumont's body in swirling ripples, spreading across a radius of dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.
"Whoosh." Olivia immediately retreated.
His face pale gray, Olivia flew back and sent a soul transmission at once: "Be careful. That gray divine power on his body contains a strange force. The moment I got close, I lost all strength. It's very peculiar." Olivia took a deep breath, his expression gradually recovering.
Deslix and Lin Lei were both inwardly alarmed.
Lin Lei knew that Beumont, having reached the Low-God stage long ago, would certainly possess formidable attacks of his own.
"Haha..." Beumont let out an arrogant laugh, his gaze fixed on the three of them brimming with killing intent. "Looks like I underestimated you all. If I don't show some real ability, killing you really won't be easy. Now then—prepare to die."
With that, the gray divine power around Beumont's body surged like a torrent as he charged straight at them. His targets were still Olivia and Deslix!
Olivia and Deslix wore solemn expressions.
"Hummm~" Deslix sent another wave of white-glowing ripples from his mind, sweeping toward Beumont.
But this time, Beumont acted as if nothing had happened. At the same time, his war blade—shrouded in gray radiance—flashed like lightning, slashing directly at Olivia.
"Hyah!" Olivia roared. Light and dark divine power formed a protective barrier around his body, and a black-and-white sword light blazed to life. The space around them immediately cracked. The black-and-white sword light and the azure war blade crashed together in a rapid succession of impacts— "Not good!" Lin Lei knew something was wrong.
A pale cyan figure burst into the fray.
Countless eerie purple sword lights ignited, birthing innumerable spatial rifts—it was Dimensional Slash of the Wind Wave! Every streak of purple light was a dimensional slash, and all the sword shadows thrust forward simultaneously. Even Beumont's assault was forced to a momentary halt.
"So strange." Lin Lei's heart shuddered.
He could feel that Beumont's war blade seemed to transform into wave after crashing tide, sweeping toward him. He was like a small boat in a raging sea, moments from being swallowed whole. And within these "blade tides" lurked an eerie death energy that continuously gnawed at his soul. If one's soul was weak, the death energy alone would be enough to make one's head spin and leave the entire body too drained to resist.
"Fall back!" After unleashing Wind Wave, Lin Lei grabbed Olivia and retreated.
Olivia's face was ashen. His soul was not as strong as Lin Lei's, and the death energy affected him far more severely. Deslix was equally startled—his attacks had been rendered completely ineffective.
Above the Bosa Dam on the Yulan River, Lin Lei, Deslix, and Olivia hovered side by side in midair, all sensing that the situation was dire.
"I have no way of dealing with him," Deslix transmitted to Lin Lei and Olivia.
Lin Lei said nothing. Deslix excelled only at soul attacks, and if the enemy could neutralize those so easily, what else could Deslix do? Lin Lei turned to Olivia and sent a soul transmission: "Olivia, do you have any way of dealing with Beumont?"
Olivia narrowed his eyes and transmitted back: "I have one final strike. After using it, my mental power will be completely drained and my soul will be weakened. I won't be able to fight anymore."
Lin Lei nodded inwardly.
"You still think you can kill me?" Beumont laughed with wild arrogance. "You with the soul attacks—sure, they're not bad, but I, Beumont, don't even fear the Great Sorcerer. You think I'm afraid of your little tricks? Your abilities are still a long way off compared to the Great Sorcerer!!!"
Lin Lei recalled the Great Sorcerer's attacks as well.
If not for the damaged Master Artifact, if not for that azure water droplet, he would not have survived the Great Sorcerer's final desperate strike.
"And as for you—the one with black and white hair." Beumont was convinced he had already won. "Using both light and dark divine power simultaneously—that's certainly novel. But... just that one simple sword strike? If I, Beumont, couldn't block something like that, I'd have been killed long ago in the Planar Prison."
"One simple sword strike? Hmph. Just one strike is enough to kill you." Olivia gritted his teeth.