Damn, I Have to Marry the Strongest Antagonist at the Start? - Chapter 401

Chapter 401: Chapter397-The Return of the Goddess of Beauty
While others marveled at Sargeras’s unusually talkative behavior, only Leslie kept her focus entirely on Owen. Something about him felt different—subtle, yet undeniable.

“Owen, what are you really up to?”

Leslie’s unease grew as she watched him.

Under the gaze of countless spectators, the tension between Owen and Sargeras reached its zenith. Almost simultaneously, they struck.

Sargeras wielded his fel blade, its cold, ruthless light slicing through the air. With a single step forward, he unleashed a blade light so vast it tore the heavens asunder.

Within this river of destruction radiated an aura of annihilation, reducing everything in its path to ashes.

One swing, and the stars shattered.

The heavens darkened as the terrifying attack loomed. The onlookers felt the chill of death creeping closer, knowing that even a glancing blow from this attack meant obliteration.

Yet, in the face of this overwhelming power, Owen stood firm, gripping the Godslayer Sword. With a single swing, he unleashed the Supreme Sword—a strike of absolute dominance.

Unstoppable.

Inevitable.

With Owen’s growing power and the gradual unsealing of the Godslayer Sword, this ancient celestial weapon had reached new heights of potency in his hands. The Supreme Sword’s power now eclipsed anything it had achieved before.

As its blade carved through the void, it left behind a blinding trail of light, illuminating the darkened sky tainted by Sargeras’s fel energy.

The sheer brilliance of the sword eclipsed all else, forcing everyone to squint as their vision filled with a radiant white glow, obscuring the battle.

BOOM!

The world trembled as Owen’s sword light clashed with Sargeras’s fel energy. The resulting collision annihilated the surrounding void, leaving behind a chaotic black hole that devoured everything within reach—void fragments, chaotic energy, and even the residual battle energy.

Seeing his attack nullified, Sargeras’s face betrayed a hint of surprise. The fel energy in his hand transformed into a massive demonic hand, which he hurled at Owen with the black hole in its grip.

The black hole streaked through the void, tearing it apart and leaving a trail of darkness in its wake.

Witnessing this harrowing spectacle, the onlookers gasped in horror.

Sargeras truly lived up to his reputation as the Burning Legion’s leader. His strength was despair-inducing.

Owen, however, remained composed. Facing the incoming black hole, he quickly formed a terrifying hand seal.

Light-Dark Seals!

In an instant, intertwined beams of black and white light surged forth, resembling two massive serpents coiling together as they shot toward the black hole.

BOOM!

The two forces collided again, and the shockwave momentarily robbed everyone of their senses. It wasn’t until the obliterating ripples dissipated that the spectators regained clarity.

Both Owen and Sargeras bore minor injuries, but their regenerative abilities quickly restored them as they resumed their relentless clash.

Each collision generated waves of destruction so powerful they seemed capable of ending the world.

As their battle reached a fever pitch, the Time Array, which had been steadily accumulating power, suddenly emitted a gentle glow.

A rippling wave spread outward like water, enveloping the battlefield. Amid the interweaving light and shadows, ancient figures began to descend.

Attention quickly shifted from the battle to the light pillar of the Time Array. Figures emerging from across time and space captured everyone’s focus.

Cheers erupted as factions recognized their ancestors returning.

“The Alchemy Guild welcomes the return of the God of Alchemy!”

“The Secret Order welcomes the return of the God of Mysteries!”

“The Triad Alliance welcomes the return of the Dark Emperor!”

“…”

The scene was one of jubilation.

Among the returning ancient powerhouses, nearly all were celestial god-tier mages, with many bearing the god mark, their foreheads adorned with runes that warped the surrounding void.

Over a dozen were Throne Celestials, their every move resonating deeply with the fabric of time and space.

“They’re finally back!”

The returning celestial gods opened their eyes, gazing upon the mortal world with smiles. Their long exile in the void of time had left them restless. Now, they felt as though they had returned to a safe haven.

Among the celestial gods, a woman’s figure emerged at the forefront like a blossoming flower.

Her golden hair flowed like shimmering waves, her porcelain skin radiated with a rosy glow, and her features were so perfect they seemed sculpted by the gods themselves.

As she stepped out of the Time Array, flowers bloomed in the void with each of her steps, releasing a fragrance that soothed the soul.

All who laid eyes on her felt a refreshing warmth, their mind power significantly enhanced.

The breathtaking woman, surrounded by countless flowers, surveyed the world with a soft smile.

“Oh, what a beautiful new world! I, Venus, Goddess of Beauty, have returned!”

The declaration left the Pure Land’s inhabitants stunned.

The Goddess of Beauty, Venus.

Wasn’t she the daughter of the God of Light?

The God of Light was a name known across the Pure Land—a legendary figure who had once stood against The Celestial.

Now, his daughter, a Throne Celestial, had returned, radiating an aura that left everyone trembling.

BOOM!

At that moment, Venus and the other returning gods were drawn to the battle’s explosive energy.

The destructive waves of Owen and Sargeras’s fight were impossible to ignore.

Turning their gazes to the battlefield, their expressions grew solemn.

Sargeras!

The Burning Legion’s leader, a Throne Celestial known for his unparalleled destructive power, was locked in a seemingly even battle with a mere celestial god-tier individual.

How was this possible?

Even the newly returned Throne Celestials doubted their ability to face Sargeras.

His strength was unparalleled among Throne Celestials, the pinnacle of power.

Venus herself was stunned.

She prided herself on her extraordinary talent, surpassing many.

Yet even she couldn’t imagine challenging Sargeras while still at celestial god-tier, let alone fighting him to a standstill.

“Who is this man?”

Her gaze locked onto Owen, and her heart trembled.

The techniques Owen used were unmistakable—Infinite Light, the signature magic of her father, the God of Light.

And not just that. He was also wielding the Eternal Seal, a signature technique of the Lord of Stars.

These techniques, though slightly evolved, bore an undeniable connection to the originals.

“When did the Pure Land produce someone like him?”

As she pondered, Owen and Sargeras clashed once more, their blows ripping through time and space.

Both were sent flying by the resulting shockwave.

Venus, watching Owen stabilize himself mid-air, asked seriously, “Do you know my father?”

Owen glanced at her, instantly recognizing the Goddess of Beauty, Venus. She was indeed a matchless beauty, living up to her name.

But focusing on her appearance would be a grave mistake.

What truly defined Venus wasn’t her beauty but her unmatched talent.

She had once been the fastest woman to ascend to celestial god-tier—a record possibly broken by Leslie.

Yet now, as a Throne Celestial, she stood peerless among women, a true legend in her own right.