บท 1434: Neron Vs Martial Blade God [Pt 3]

The Martial Blade God's smile deepened as Neron unleashed his final attack. 

The radiant sphere, a culmination of his power and desperation, roared toward its target like a vengeful sun. Yet, in the face of such overwhelming might, the Martial Blade God remained unshaken.

"Martial Realm," he whispered, his voice barely audible over the chaotic din.

CRACK!

Reality itself fractured like glass, and the battlefield dissolved in an instant. 

Neron felt the ground beneath him vanish, replaced by an endless void of white. There was no sky, no earth, no horizon—only a blank canvas that stretched infinitely in every direction.

"What—?!" Neron staggered, his senses reeling. 

His aura flickered uncertainly as his surroundings defied comprehension.

"This is my domain," the Martial Blade God's voice echoed from everywhere and nowhere, calm and commanding.