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The blow exploded with devastating force, and the god didn't even manage a scream before his divine body shattered completely. His essence scattered, and the myriad laws and principles he once held began flooding into Jiang Chen.

"BOOM! RUMBLE!"

Jiang Chen's cosmic domain trembled, expanding with each breath. The Power of Omega within him thickened like molten stardust. At this pace, it wouldn't be long before he could truly command a piece of Omega's divine power, not as a vessel, but as a wielder.

That realization sent a thrill through his veins.

With a wave of his right hand, Jiang Chen summoned back the final first-tier god he had banished into a rift in time and space. Now, that god appeared again, his face frozen in sheer terror.

For in that brief interval... another first-tier deity had vanished entirely.

There was no need for an explanation.

"Gulp…" The god couldn't help but swallow hard, his throat dry, words caught in fear.

But before he could even speak, a crimson light tore through the void.

From the nothingness emerged a figure clad in blazing flame-red Sacred Cloth, a divine presence cloaked in celestial armor. A majestic, oppressive aura spread out, shaking the surrounding time-space continuum.

"Hmm?" A flicker of surprise crossed Apollo's face.

Even with his divine form descending into this fragmented realm, the space had not collapsed beneath him.

That was… unheard of.

And yet, it was happening before his very eyes. As astonishment flickered across the sun god's face, Jiang Chen's pupils shrank sharply.

He knew this figure. He had seen Apollo before, in the mythic manga and epics of his previous life. Now, seeing him materialize in reality, he recognized him instantly.

But what struck him most wasn't the majesty of the Sun God's Cloth. It was the suffocating dread rising in his soul, terror unlike anything he'd ever known.

"Apollo!" The remaining god cried out in elation, as though salvation had descended.

Joy filled his face but that joy froze in an instant.

"BOOM!"

Mid-air, his body erupted like brittle glass under divine pressure. In the blink of an eye, he was obliterated, his laws, his soul, his divinity, reduced to fragments that streamed toward Jiang Chen like rivers feeding a cosmic sea.

"Mortal, do you understand what you're doing?" Apollo's voice was calm, serene, yet tinged with cosmic authority.

He looked down from above, as though the entire plane bowed beneath his gaze.

"What am I doing, Lord Apollo?" Jiang Chen chuckled softly.

He stepped forward, and as he did, a towering aura flared from his frame. The Power of Omega surged wildly, illuminating the radiant glow of his Sacred Cloth like a nova about to erupt.

"Haven't you already seen it for yourself?"

"No… You don't understand." Apollo's voice darkened. "If you did, if you truly grasped what you've awakened, you'd be trembling right now."

Apollo's divine aura ignited, burning like a celestial forge. His figure transformed into a blazing sun, light and fire merging into a godly form.

And then, battle erupted. The Power of Omega collided with the brilliance of the Solar Flame.

Jiang Chen's energy burst forth like an ascending star. Apollo's divine might radiated like the core of a galaxy. The battlefield rippled across infinite layers of space and time, each layer collapsing in the wake of their clash.

Apollo's strength was overwhelming, truly divine.

Even though Jiang Chen's Omega force was growing by the second, it still couldn't match the sheer magnitude of the Sun God's power.

Time passed, though in that suspended realm, it was impossible to tell how long. The setting sun slowly dipped beyond the horizon.

Above, the heavens rippled as constellations shattered one by one. The divine radiance of the Serpent Bearer began to fade, its cosmic light growing dim. And then, from within that darkness, a single, piercing beam of light burst forth.

Within the Sanctuary, Melchaba, Aludi, and several others gazed anxiously skyward, tension carved into their faces.

Yet beneath their worry, a deeper unease pressed down like a silent curse.

Suddenly, the sky was torn asunder.

A sundered, golden figure plummeted from the void, its Sacred Cloth in fragments, light trailing like falling stardust.

"Asclepius!" Melchaba's voice rang with shock as he sprang forward in a flash of divine light.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort echoed as Apollo, battered and scorched, hovered mid-air, his appearance ragged, but his presence still formidable.

His eyes narrowed at the approaching figures, and with a flick of his arm, he unleashed a wave of blazing solar force that rushed toward the Sanctuary, intent on consuming all.

"BZZZZT!"

Yet just before it struck, a resonating hum filled the air and from the depths of the earth, a titanic power surged forth.

"BOOM! RUMBLE!"

The earth's divine might met the solar blaze head-on. The two forces collided in the skies above, twisting and spiraling in a dance of destruction.

"Athena!" Apollo's voice bellowed with fury, the name like thunder.

"Brother, this ends now." A gentle voice rang out, firm, resolute, and unmistakably divine.

"Asclepius has trespassed against the decrees of the Celestial Order. His fate was sealed the moment he defied the will of the Gods."

From the torn veil of space, Athena slowly stepped forth, clad in gleaming celestial armor, her divine aura washing over the battlefield.

At her side stood Hades and Poseidon, silent and regal. Their eyes swept across the battlefield with grave intensity.

"Hmph!"

Apollo scoffed, his expression darkening.

"This isn't over so easily."

With a furious wave, he raised his hand, and in a blink, Jiang Chen's body shattered in mid-air. Two divine beams shot into the heavens, slicing cleanly through the constellation of the Serpent Bearer.

"From this moment forth, the Sanctuary shall no longer bear the Golden Serpent Bearer. Asclepius, traitor of the Sanctuary. He shall never return."

With those words, sharp and final, Apollo cast a fleeting glance at Athena, then stepped into the void and vanished, leaving only scorched light in his wake.

"How fascinating… Athena." Poseidon let out a soft laugh and shook his head, his tone neither mocking nor kind.

He stepped into the rift and disappeared.

Hades lingered for a moment longer, his deep gaze shifting between Athena and the crumbling remnants of Jiang Chen's form. There was something unreadable in his expression as he too dissolved into the shadows.

"Lady Athena!" Melchaba cried out, his face twisted in a mix of sorrow and anger, unable to restrain himself.

"Fall back," Athena spoke gently, but there was finality in her voice as she shook her head.

"But--!" Melchaba stepped forward, but Athena merely lifted her hand and a soft pulse of divine energy swept him away like mist on the wind.

His figure vanished into the Sanctuary's depths.

In that moment, silence fell.

A deep, oppressive stillness blanketed the Sanctuary, heavier than before.

"SPLASH!"

A tide of illusions rolled in.

Time twisted, folded in on itself as countless ethereal images overlapped like echoes across the centuries.

Memories... began to shift.

Without resistance, the minds of the gathered Saints were gently rewritten. And in a quiet corner of the Sanctuary, far from the celestial battlefield...

A young Saint Warrior opened his eyes.

(Quickly wrapping this up, this section has gotten a bit long, so I won't continue writing; otherwise, it might seem like filler. Just to explain, the power of Omega belongs to the protagonist, remember, it's the protagonist's power, not Guangya's. The protagonist's fragment of Omega power is comparable to that of an ordinary Sovereign, while the complete Omega power is sufficient to rival that of a Divine King-level Sovereign. Although they are all Sovereigns, their levels are different. For example, the four great Sovereigns, Apollo, Poseidon, Hades, and Athena, are stronger than the other seven Sovereigns, excluding Zeus.)

(End of this chapter)