Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP

Chapter 668: Ash vs The Eternal Creation (2)

"Oh... finally!" she muttered, a hungry smile spreading across her face.

She didn’t give the towering Forbidden Essence even a fraction of a second to turn around.

With a single, deliberate thought, she activated the power she had gained from her most recent evolution — the Divine Martial Domain.

HUMMMMMM!!!!

In an instant, the world around them twisted out of shape.

A pristine white cage appeared in the blink of an eye, its walls forged from pure, concentrated light that gleamed like polished marble but carried a weight that seemed to press down on reality itself.

It wrapped around just the three of them — Primordia, Ash, and the merged Eternal Creation — isolating them completely from the chaos beyond in a flawless, unbroken sphere.

The moment it clicked into place, everything within began to change.

The air grew heavy, pressing down as if anchoring everything to the ground.

The once freeing power of ideas and essences now moved slowly, dense and almost mortal in its weight.

This was the essence of a Martial Domain. In evolving Primordia, Ash sought to ensure she was significant not only in her own right but also in the battles they fought together.

By now, beings were shaping their abilities straight from the depths of their minds, each skill and strength molded by the very Idea or Essence they represented.

But how powerful could a sword or any other weapon truly be in comparison?

In this moment raw power and high-dimensional authority were suppressed, forced down to a level where martial combat, skill, timing, and physical precision mattered far more than overwhelming existence level.

Any power used within the cage became solid, visible, and vulnerable — capable of being cut, broken, or parried by even the most ordinary blade.

In simple terms, Primordia and any future weapons that could match her level had the potential to drag any conflict back to the very roots and origins of all battles.

Of course, this was only possible if they existed at a sufficiently high state of being.

At that moment, the fused Forbidden Essence grew tense, its golden cracks flaring with sudden alarm.

"!!"

It had no clue what this place was or what Primordia had really done, but it could feel its power being pulled down, made... tangible.

Still, it had already made its choice, and it wasn’t about to go down without a fight.

HUMMMMMMM!!!!!

Above its towering form, a bright, swirling core materialized with a low, ominous sound.

With just a thought, the Eternal Creation brought forth something known as the Vortex of Creation.

As it emerged, the core began spinning faster and faster until it started producing creations at an astonishing pace.

In the brief moments between heartbeats, radiant beings of pure Existence surged into reality — majestic celestial dragons woven from living golden light, their scales sparkling like captured stars as they roared with divine might.

Towering warriors forged from condensed fate and causality appeared, their bodies clad in gleaming white and gold armor, wielding blades shaped from solid destiny itself.

Swarms of luminous, phoenix-like entities flared into being, their wings streaming trails of pure creative essence as they soared forward with sharp, echoing cries.

ROOOAAAR!!!!!!!

SHRRRIIIK!!!!!!

KRRRRAAAAA!!!!!

The white cage shook violently as the creations slammed against its walls and charged forward. Their attacks were now solid and tangible, capable of being met with steel rather than pure conceptual force. The celestial dragons breathed torrents of golden flame that burned with the weight of existence itself. The fate-warriors swung their destiny blades, each strike carrying the force of predetermined endings. The luminous phoenixes screamed as they dove, their bodies exploding into bursts of radiant light that seared everything they touched.

Primordia’s smile only widened, sharp and eager. She had no need to do anything else but charge.

She was the weapon, after all.

With a burst of speed, she shot forward, her spear gleaming as she met the onslaught head-on.

The fused Forbidden Essence, still towering in the center of the cage, turned its glowing eyes toward Ash.

Its layered voice echoed with strained determination.

"My battle is with you... not her."

In that instant, it disappeared.

It reappeared as four identical clones, each one launching a simultaneous attack on Ash from different angles. Their fists punched forward with devastating force, carrying the combined weight of their merged essences.

But the punches passed straight through Ash’s body as if he weren’t there at all.

The four clones, unable to stop their momentum, collided violently with each other in the center.

BOOOOOOOMMMM!!!!!!

A massive explosion erupted at the point where they clashed, golden and black light surging outward in a wild, chaotic sphere that rattled the entire white cage.

The fused Forbidden Essence reappeared a short distance away, its towering form wavering with strain, golden cracks pulsing erratically across its chaotic body of shifting darkness, cracked stone, flickering light, and burning judgment.

Though.... It barely had time to stabilize.

ROOOAAAR!!!!!!!

BOOOOOOM!!!!!!

Towering dragons of pure golden light and celestial warriors forged from solidified fate and causality crashed into it the instant it reformed.

Their massive bodies slammed against its form with bone-shaking force. freёwebnoѵel.com

The impact sent violent tremors through the white cage, the walls shimmering as if the entire domain was being tested.

"You think these little ants can slow me down?" Primordia muttered, already on the move.

She shoved back against her attackers with raw, relentless force.

A fate-warrior swung a blade heavy with the weight of destined endings — its strike twisting causality itself, making the air grow thick and every motion feel set in stone.

CLANGGGGG!!!!!

SHKKKK!!!!!

And... Primordia didn’t dodge—why would she?

She faced it head-on, and in the same instant, her arm morphed into a black-and-lavender katana.

With a single, clean thought, she sliced through the conceptual essence. The warrior’s blade shattered like glass, its fate-thread unraveling into harmless sparks.

ROARRRRRRR!!!!!

FWOOOOOSH!!!!!!

Without giving her a moment to react, another dragon let out a roar, unleashing a torrent of golden flame that blazed with the very essence of creation.

The fire warped reality itself, striving to impose a new beginning on everything it touched.

HUMMMMMM!!!!

Sensing the threat closing in, Primordia casually lifted her free hand.

The white cage surrounding them reacted in an instant, unleashing dozens of sword beams — solid, physical manifestations of pure cutting truth — that carved through the raging flames as easily as a hot blade through butter.

In the blink of an eye, it wasn’t just the Dragon that had attacked, but hundreds more, along with countless fresh ones forming without pause, all being pierced again and again as their agonized screeches echoed within the cage.

"This... feels great!" she exclaimed, her laughter carrying an uncanny echo of Ash himself—and who could blame her for the exhilaration flooding through her?

After trillions of years lying dormant, she wasn’t just again but doing so in a Humanoid form.

The sensation was intoxicating beyond words.

As she tore through the creations on her path toward the core, the fused Forbidden Essence, still reeling from the collision, fixed its glowing eyes on Ash once more.

In an instant, it vanished, only to reappear in a blur, already unleashing an unrelenting assault against him.