Taking her life in three breaths' time sounded like a joke, but Yueshen Wushuang couldn't bring herself to laugh. She had been at the Octasaint Sky level for a long time and hadn't broken through in decades, so she found it baffling that a seventeen-year-old brat could pose such a threat to her.

As Tianming spoke, he charged with his four godswords along with Ying Huo and Meow Meow at full throttle. Every instant that passed was precious time that couldn't afford to be lost. Desperate, Yueshen Wushuang grit her teeth as she used every ounce of her power and experience as a grand moon guide to fight, charging with her spear, Blacksky Sunpiercer. Every single albus in her body sent astralforce into her divine artifact.

Only divine artifacts could endure the power of astralforce from a divine body. The spear pierced through thousands of meters as she executed her spear art, Darkstar of Death. Her spear began morphing into tens of thousands...