Su Yingxia stared at Chen Fan, dumbfounded. In this moment, he was an utterly unfamiliar being, as if a deity had descended upon the mortal world.
The ethereal and transcendent aura emanating from him was overwhelmingly potent. The golden light spilled across the entire void, and any dark energy it touched dissolved, utterly incapable of encroachment.
This bizarre state not only shocked Su Yingxia but also sent tremors through the Blood Witch clan.
They could never have imagined that Chen Fan, already so powerful, could transform into this.
His aura was a despair-inducing power, an overbearing might that offered them no hope.
Even though the Great Witch Master had also grown stronger, possessing power far exceeding his past, they still lacked confidence.
Chen Fan was simply too dazzling now; even a god would likely be no different.
"A divine artifact! It must be a divine artifact!"
Someone from the Blood Witch clan cried out, at a loss for words. Chen Fan must have used some divine artifact, temporarily gaining divine power, hence his invincible stance.
"Great Witch Master, you must slay this child and seize the divine artifact from him. The Blood Witch clan will then be invincible throughout the land..."
"Invincible... invincible..."
Many pleaded with the Great Witch Master to defeat Chen Fan, yet they understood in their hearts.
This battle would be arduous.
Compared to the reactions of the Blood Witch clan, Chen Fan felt less intensely.
He merely sensed a change within his body, his power becoming more formidable, as if imbued with a certain attribute.
He had felt this kind of power before when fighting against individuals like those from the Left and Right Temples.
This was the divine level, a power truly capable of shattering heavens and damning earths, of manipulating clouds and rain.
If he were to appear in the outside world now, a casual strike might cause mountains to collapse and clouds to dissipate.
This was the realm he had once prayed for, and he had finally reached this level. Although he had achieved it with external aid, it also meant he had the potential to become such a powerhouse in the future.
Chen Fan's gaze fell upon the Great Witch Master opposite him.
His transformation seemed complete as well; the aura that made him appear indomitable was also divine level.
Furthermore, the Great Witch Master had a new appearance.
His face was no longer blurred, nor was he clad in black. His aura was no longer as murky.
He appeared as if he had undergone a baptism, a complete metamorphosis.
He had black hair, a middle-aged face, and a peculiar black horn on his forehead. He was covered in black armor studded with barbs, a terrifying sight.
His eyes were unfathomably deep, as if containing the vastness of the cosmos, with great stars rising and falling within them.
"Come, kneel before me, and I shall spare your life!"
The Great Witch Master looked at Chen Fan and spoke in a stern tone.
He seemed like the most noble deity in existence, regarding all beings as mere ants that needed to bow at his feet.
Even the powerful Chen Fan was, in his eyes, merely a stronger ant, one that could be crushed with a single foot.
In response to the Great Witch Master's words, a golden fist flew forth.
This fist surpassed the speed of sound, transcended the thoughts of the Blood Witch clan members, and in the instant of its appearance, it was less than three inches from the Great Witch Master.
This punch was incredibly powerful. Even though they were protected by the Great Witch Master's shield, everyone still felt unsafe.
The golden fist seemed capable of shattering all of time; where the golden light fell, evil retreated.
Not only that, but the Blood Witch clan members seemed to see images within the fist.
They saw ancient times, when gods waged endless war, the heavens and earth were dark and chaotic, and infinite disasters befell them – storms, thunder, celestial fire, treacherous waters...
These calamities were not the most terrifying. What truly devastated time were the battles between gods, divine beasts, and demonic fiends.
With every strike, they tore through the heavens. Large skulls would appear on the ground, and countless malevolent spirits would emerge, devouring all life.
Miserable, so miserable!
If such a disaster were to occur in the present, humanity would likely be wiped out in an instant.
And Chen Fan's punch mirrored such a terrifying scene.
It could be said that this punch had experienced the mortal world and manifested all phenomena.
The grand momentum of the punch, the unparalleled artistic conception, continuously washed over the minds of the Blood Witch clan members, gradually enslaving their senses, causing their gazes towards Chen Fan to change.
Only a select few powerful individuals could barely withstand this erosion of the soul!
"You dare!"
The Great Witch Master roared. He could sense the abnormality in his clan members and feel the power of Chen Fan's punch.
However, he was not overly afraid; he had his own means of assurance and would not be intimidated by a powerful opponent.
As a divine-level expert himself, he would not tolerate anyone acting presumptuously before him.
He delivered a similar punch, this was the Great Witch Master's attack.
He too abandoned his weapons, intending to use primal strength to destroy the enemy before him.
This punch was also peerlessly powerful. Although it did not manifest any divine intent, it stirred the power of the real world, summoning myriad heavenly thunders and the wails of countless ghosts.
This punch was like the wrath of the King of Worlds, or the divine punishment of the Lord of the Universe.
Carrying boundless power, it sought to suppress all variables.
Furthermore, a colossal phantom suddenly appeared behind him, identical in appearance to the statue in the center of the Great Altar.
This phantom also threw a punch, in the same posture as the Great Witch Master, and even invoked the same phenomena.
It was as if a witch god had crossed time and space to strike alongside the Great Witch Master, intending to suppress all enemies standing in their way.