"Peak-stage...Legendary G.o.d? With what sorcery?"

　　The four remaining Mara elders wondered in fright. According to their best knowledge, Besaran had always been a half-step Legendary G.o.d, having been at that level for billions of years. If someone told them that he miraculously obtained a new Dao Inheritance allowing him to break through to the early-stage Legendary G.o.d Rank, they could accept it.

　　An unparalleled fortuitous encounter that directly propulsed him to the mid-stage? Far-fetched but why not?

　　But peak-stage? Even if his time chambers could make time flow 10,000 times faster, that simply wasn't possible! And yet, that truth stood before their eyes. If they knew that Besaran had already reached Fate and Truth Wielding, perhaps their state of mind would be even more chaotic. Unfortunately, he'd already achieved War Embodiment, otherwise, the opportunity to pursue Embodiment in a Primal Law would stand ahead of him.

　　But in the current situation, that mattered not. As far as Besaran was concerned, the Sea Dream Temple was a den of fleas whose best effort couldn't stop his middle-finger.

　　"Activate the formations!"

　　The remaining elders said in tandem, coordinating with Rati to activate the Sea Dream Temple's defensive formations. Hundreds of light pillars soared from various corners of the Sea Dream Temple, condensing 10,000 gleaming magenta gates swirling around one 15 kilometers tall citadel.

　　From that citadel, the choir of angels rang, booming in the t.i.tan's minds and a.s.sailing them with mind-numbing illusions. While the phantasmal blows a.s.sailed the t.i.tans' minds, the gates opened, releasing millions of magenta shards that streaked through the air, hurtling at the invading t.i.tans!

　　Seeing this, the t.i.tan Lord sneered, and as his peers dispelled the illusion, he swept the air with a horizontal hand wave of one of his eighteen arms, releasing a formless gush of Truth Laws that stopped the millions of magenta shards mid-flight!

　　"Nonsensical display."

　　The t.i.tan Lord scoffed and clenched his hand, causing the shards to burst into light particles. Seeing this, the elders despaired. Though a top eight-star G.o.d Formation, their Guarding Citadel could at best repel the casual offensive of a peak-stage Legendary G.o.d. Counting on it to oppose the t.i.tan Lord's murderous might was a pipes' dream.