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 had laid out plans in the Cloud Universe

and had slain 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 nonchalantly 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.

“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 had completely comprehended 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 Black 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 similarly 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 relaxed as he looked at

Soren, who had sustained some cracks on his arm.

“Soren, your heart is wavering and it’s preventing you from properly comprehending 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 declared.

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.