Under Elena's watchful gaze, the Snow Lotus Empire's protective shield—powered by countless elite mages—rose like an indomitable mountain, radiating an aura of unyielding strength.
Yet, the moment it came into contact with the dark figure, it was effortlessly sliced apart, as if by a razor-sharp blade.
The mages maintaining the formation immediately coughed blood and fell unconscious, suffering devastating backlash that left them incapacitated in mere moments.
The sheer pressure emanating from the dark figure sent shivers down the spines of the empire's finest mages, their faces pale with shock.
This was a defensive formation designed to withstand the attacks of a Throne Celestial, yet it had been obliterated in an instant.
"This… could it be an ancient god? But no ancient god exudes such malevolent energy!"
"Who… who is this being?"
