But immediately afterward, another shadow emerged from behind Arthur, and the dangerously sharp Miracle Imprint appeared again, slicing down with a roaring boom.
When the intense waves swept through, the field fell into dead silence.
Arthur was taken aback. Could there really be two White Emperor's Sons?
He suspected it was an illusion, but no matter how he sensed it, there was no mistake: these were indeed two identical Fifth Stage Phoenixes! Only the newly appeared Zhu Qingyu had a torn sleeve.
"Sorry, seems like I got lost again."
The new teenage girl apologized with an awkward smile, then without waiting for his reaction, she unleashed a double Miracle Imprint, slashing down!
Arthur's complexion changed dramatically as he felt a chilling sense of danger behind him.
[A hundredfold American spiritual liberation—Texas!!!]
The White Head Eagle soared into the skies, its wings stirring, chaotic lightning igniting all around with pure power, clashing with the opponent's power that had suddenly doubled.
In that moment, Arthur had grown tens of centimeters taller, transformed into a muscular giant, as a sudden storm erupted, with a crazed tornado converging in his hands, forming a terrifying tempest that could engulf an entire city.
Without care, he hurled the White Emperor's Son behind him aside and charged straight at the stunned teenage girl ahead, a ghastly green light shining on his clenched fist.
The terrifying radiation from metallic fission diffused in all directions.
A heat intense as the sun burst forth suddenly.
[A thousandfold American spiritual liberation—Little Boy!!!]
The next moment, a nuclear fission's horrific temperature erupted from his hands, howling toward the teenage girl with nowhere to hide, but Zhu Qingyu's figure suddenly flickered, vanishing without a trace.
In his astonishment, Arthur only had time to see that at the last moment, her sleeve had been burnt to ashes.
In that instant, he finally understood. Disbelief immediately followed.
"So the so-called getting lost, is this what it means?" He turned his head back, gazing at the teenage girl who had regrouped and was once again launching an "offensive" at him, filled with admiration and wariness. "Timeline jump?"
—Absolute!
The nameless Miracle Imprint flashed by for a mere moment, as three different silhouettes emerged from their surroundings, slashing at the once strongest in America!
Not just the solidified Endless Sea, but even the starry sky laid out by Xuan Niao was shattered under the slash of the White Emperor's Son.
All things were frozen in this sharp aura.
Three sharp auras from different timelines entwined upon everything. Like great columns supporting the sky dome and earth, they stirred up Hell. This caused everything to break down into the most basic particles—chaotic earth, water, fire, and wind—heading towards annihilation and then embracing pure death and rebirth.
But from within the chaos, the shadow of the White Head Eagle rose with a flap of its wings.
Breaking through that extreme sharpness, carrying the power of an epoch, it cried out loudly.
[A hundred thousandfold American spirit—]
[—Washington!!!]
Following the General's uproarious laughter, a terrifying brilliance rose from amidst the chaos. It broke through the White Emperor's Son's barrier, instantly causing a violent surge and firmly pressing against the Miracle Imprint in the White Emperor's Son's hands.
This is freedom, absolute freedom!
The brutal power that cannot be bound by anything in the world!
After sensing the hidden cunning ability of the White Emperor's Son, Arthur instantly dropped the idea of entangling with her, instead taking a slash that could be described as fierce.
A thread of blood fell from his hand, the cut deep enough to see bone.
The White Head Eagle screamed in anger.
In his hoarse laughter, he soared into the sky, carrying the fiery radiance that erupted from the deep sea, and charged straight towards Xuan Niao's shadow, tearing and breaking through the coverage of the Joyful Framework.
He reached out towards Hell, already riddled with countless fractures.
Xiematai!
Even without utilizing the Miracle Imprint, or any power beyond his own muscular strength, the once strongest of America still broke through the Dongxia Genealogy's obstruction and arrived before Xiematai.
It was still him, one step ahead!
And just in that instant, a distant and timeworn profound sound cascaded from within Xiematai, as if the Endless Sea was churning.
Not just Arthur, even Xuan Niao was stunned.
Was that… a Dragon Roar?
No, it was only similar. There have been no dragons in the world for a long time. Even if Ye Xueya broke through, she could not possibly become the Azure Dragon of the East. Yet what is emerging now?
As the heavens shifted in a whirl of stars, the vast visage of the Heart Moon Fox appeared above Xiematai, its burning outline emerging from the flames of miracle, undergoing Metamorphosis.
But then, it suddenly faltered, pausing for an instant as if it had run out of power... on the verge of failure.
The endless phantasms were unstable, and in the end, they slowly sank into nothingness.
Ye Xueya, about to be completely consumed in the fire of Divine Nature, helplessly revealed a bitter smile.
It's no use! I'm still missing something... just a tiny bit more!
My accumulation is clearly sufficient, my determination is as firm as iron stone, and my plan is flawless. Yet, my all-or-nothing gamble has ultimately failed right before the final test.
I have completely mastered this divine Power.
Yet, I am unable to draw out this miracle from its embryonic state.