129: Three women's combined attack skills

The Starry Sky Whale was reborn under the Law power of the Reincarnation Butterfly, and although it lost all its memories, its immense vitality and strength, even greater than before, acted like a stabilizing anchor, temporarily solidifying the Floating Ink City's defenses.

Outside the city, the Stardust Spore Cloud continued to autonomously pursue and devour the scattered remnants of the Star Palace forces, extinguishing the embers of victory little by little.

However, a centipede dies but never falls.

The Star Palace had dominated the Chaotic Star Sea for ten thousand years, and its foundation could certainly not be exhausted by a single defeat.

After the initial panic, the surviving Star Palace Cultivators finally began to gather their last remaining strength, organized by a few Elders and elite Disciples who fought desperately.

Several heavily damaged but still radiating powerful fluctuations, Star Palace flagships, like wounded Vicious Beasts, retreated behind a large floating star carcass.

They drew close to each other, and the runes on the surface of the starships lit up again, attempting to connect into a simple but resilient combined defensive Formation.

Even more, several Elders, whose cultivation was at least at the Late Stage Nascent Soul, flew out, each summoning their Lifebound Treasure—star charts, ice-sha pearls, crimson-sun divine banners... their lights intertwined, barely managing to create a temporary safe zone against the erosion of the Spore Cloud.

"Form a Formation! Form the Minor Heavenly Star Formation!"

"Don't panic! The spores are afraid of our Origin Star Power!"

"Elders, hold on! Reinforcements are on the way!"

Shouts of hope spread through the remnants of the army, and the desire to survive overcame fear.

They were like reefs exposed after the tide receded, battered but stubbornly trying to regain their footing.

Once they stabilized their defenses, or even waited for possible reinforcements, the advantage just gained could very likely be lost.

Mo Yuan stood before the command platform, where the light screen clearly displayed the rapidly forming defensive Formation area.

His gaze was completely unperturbed, and he did not immediately mobilize the Thunderwood Ghost General or the Spore Cloud for a direct assault.

The defense jointly established by those Late Stage Nascent Soul Elders would be difficult to break through by force in a short time, only increasing consumption.

His gaze fell upon the three "sisters" beside him, each with a distinct aura, yet all completely transformed.

Mo Yun (Earth Mother Goddess), radiated dense and immense Magnetic Force of the Earth, deeply resonating with the Zerg Nest Planet beneath her and even the foundations of Mo City.

Mo Yu (Azure Dragon Princess), dark thunder-water flowed around her like a living entity, exuding the deathly stillness of the deep sea and an all-consuming chill.

Ink Snow (Ice Thunder Calamity Envoy), her Domain, like ten-thousand-year-old profound ice, naturally unfurled, its absolute zero aura seemingly capable of freezing space-time.

The power attributes of the three women were distinctly different, yet all had reached their peak in their respective Domains.

More importantly, they were all born of Mo Yuan, deeply bound by the Law of the Sentient Thunder Codex, and shared a natural understanding and resonance among themselves that far surpassed ordinary battle Formations.

A thought instantly formed, evolved, and perfected in Mo Yuan's Sea of Consciousness.

"Mo Yun, with the Magnetic Force of the Earth, lock their forms, shackle their momentum."

"Mo Yu, with the Nether Thunder-water, corrode their power, disrupt their Divine Souls."

"Ink Snow, with absolute zero, freeze their Divine Souls, sever their life force."

"The three combined, Domains superimposed..."

"Its name—[Eternal Frozen Star Prison]!"

The command, like the final combat program, was directly imprinted into the core consciousness of the three women.

There were no questions, no hesitation, only absolute obedience and execution.

The three women opened their eyes simultaneously, took a step, and appeared outside Mo City, standing in the Void Realm.

Mo Yun was the first to act; she pressed her hands downward, not towards the Star Palace remnants, but towards the endless Void Realm beneath her feet!

The immense Magnetic Force of the Earth erupted in an unprecedented manner, not condensing, but spreading!

An invisible Magnetic Field instantly enveloped the area where the Star Palace remnants were located!

The Star Palace Cultivators who were forming the Formation suddenly felt their bodies sink!

It was as if the entire space had turned into a viscous quagmire, making every movement incredibly difficult!

The movement speed of the starships plummeted, and the operation of the combined defensive Formation's light showed obvious sluggishness!

It was as if countless invisible large hands stretched out from the Void Realm, firmly dragging down all their actions!

[Earth Mother Goddess · Magnetic Imprisonment]!

Immediately after, Mo Yu formed a strange hand seal with both hands, and the dark thunder-water around her surged skyward, transforming into a roaring, colossal deep-azure Dragon phantom composed entirely of netherworld death-water and destructive lightning arcs!

The giant Dragon did not attack directly, but plunged fiercely into the space enveloped by the Magnetic Field!

In an instant, the Laws of that area seemed to be rewritten!

Black "rainwater," containing power that corroded Divine Souls, appeared out of thin air, falling in a drizzle, penetrating the starship shields, and clinging to the Cultivators' Magic Treasures and bodies!

The Magic Treasures' spiritual light rapidly dimmed, and the Cultivators felt their Divine Sense grow hazy, their internal Magic Power circulation becoming chaotic, as if they had fallen into an endless, cold, despairing deep-sea nightmare!

[Azure Dragon Princess · Netherworld Erosion Dream]!

Finally, Ink Snow floated at the highest point, her eyes, like ten-thousand-year-old profound ice, showed no joy or sorrow, only slowly raising her slender hands, her ten fingers gently plucking as if playing a zither.

There was no sound, no light.

Only an extreme "stillness" and "coldness," centered on her, quietly spread towards the area already confined by the Magnetic Imprisonment and eroded by the Netherworld.

Crack... crackle...

First, the starship shields, dampened by the netherworld rainwater, were instantly covered with an indestructible, dark blue profound ice, and then, along with the internal starship structures, were completely frozen!

Next were the struggling Cultivators; their movements, their expressions, the Magic Treasures they activated, and even the protective spiritual light flowing around their bodies, all solidified in an instant!

It was as if time had been paused at this moment, but it was not the cessation of time, but the absolute cessation of all particle movement, all energy flow!

[Ice Thunder Calamity Envoy · Absolute Zero]!

Magnetic Imprisonment their forms, Netherworld Erosion their power, Absolute Zero... severed all their life force!

Three distinct yet perfectly superimposed Domain powers, like three invisible heavy hammers, layered one upon another, ultimately forming an absolute realm of death—the [Eternal Frozen Star Prison]!

That Star Domain was completely transformed into an enormous, gigantic cosmic amber, embedded with countless starships and Cultivator ice sculptures!

Light extinguished, sound vanished, energy stagnated.

Everything, whether matter or energy, or even scattered Divine Soul thoughts, was eternally frozen in that last moment before death.

The eyes of several Late Stage Nascent Soul Elders still held light of horror and disbelief; their Lifebound Treasures still flickered with struggling faint glows, yet all had become part of this colossal ice tomb, unable to move an inch.

Dead silence. Absolute dead silence.

Even the all-devouring Spore Clouds instinctively bypassed this absolute death Domain that could freeze even them.

Mo Yun, Mo Yu, Ink Snow silently withdrew their power, their figures flashing, returning within Mo City, as if they had only performed a trivial task.

Mo Yuan looked at the enormous [Eternal Frozen Star Prison] on the light screen, shimmering with an eerie glow under the starlight, and at the Star Palace Cultivators within, frozen in their final poses; a ripple of emotion, difficult to detect, finally flickered in his eyes.

The combined attack of the three women possessed such power!

This [Eternal Frozen Star Prison] already had a nascent form of a Law Domain, where words became Law, dictating life and death!

The Star Palace's last resistance force was utterly annihilated in this battle.

Mo Yuan's Sequence Dynasty, after enduring tribulations, finally revealed a terrifying tip of its iceberg with an overwhelming momentum.