Burt, who was now curled up on the ground, let out a sudden, strangled laugh.
Emily frowned at him. “What are you laughing at?” she barked.
“Spark has co! Of course he's co!” he said, his eyes glowing as he stared at her.
“So what?” she said, sneeringly. “He is no match for . But I hadn't expected you exiles to be so stupid as to follow the Yellow Emperor race!”
The Yellow Emperor race was the second strongest in this world, but was still quite inferior to the Snake Goddess race.
There was almost no match for Emily in this world. Timotheus and Spark might be her opponents, but they were still inferior to her.
“Or what? You think nothing of us!” Burt roared ferociously at Emily's words. “You big races always oppress us, step by step. You have the chance to escape now, but did you consider us? Did you count us? To be honest, I don't think the Warden race will really let us leave after we kill you. But since we can't leave, neither can you guys!”
The exiles were taken aback at how fiercely Burt was reacting.
Over the past few years, the smaller races and their exiles had been oppressed to no end.
Since it was the group of exiles who supported the developnt of a race, it was obvious that they were imnsely strong. Although many of the small races chose to form allies, they still couldn't fight against the large races that were way stronger than them, especially top-rank races like the Snake Goddess race and the Nine Li race.
When the small races were oppressed, their exiles could only make their clansn retreat. They couldn't change the fact that they had to endure what they were going through. And as ti passed, the exiles beca full of resentnt towards the large races.
They had lived in the sa world in the past.
Now that exiles like Burt had heard the news of the Snake Goddess race finding a way to escape from this world, the resentnt they had accumulated over the years finally erupted.
Just as Burt had predicted, since they were unable to leave, the large races of this world couldn't leave either.
They were like a group of people stuck in a well and struggling to climb out. Those at the top were on the verge of escaping. But the people below them were so desperate that they did everything they could to hinder them.
“Cut the garbage. Kill him and move on!” an exile of the Fire lting race exclaid. He walked up to Burt, his hand burning with a terrifying-looking fire.
Emily sighed and turned around.
In this world, they fought more fiercely against each other because of the lack of resources, and there wasn't anything they could do about it.
“Fire!”
The blazing flas quickly wrapped around Burt.
Burt roared vicious curses through the flas. “You will die here. All of you will die here. No one will escape!”
But just as the flas began to engulf Burt and drown him out, a kind of great energy erged from his body. He had chosen to blow himself up!
The power that the explosion of this powerhouse at the Other Shore Realm radiated was terrifying. Even though Burt was among the weakest of the exiles, the power of his self-explosion was still not to be underestimated. Even the remaining power that spread rapidly out was enough to pose a fatal threat to the Wild Gods.
There was, however, a galaxy of talents. Burt's body turned into a huge ball of light and began to expand in all directions.
As Ramzi of the Nine Li race flashed past, a pale yellow talisman appeared in his hand. With a pat, the tentacles ford by the pale yellow lights enveloped the spreading light ball.
Once tentacles had completely shrouded the light ball, the energy that it contained was blocked.
'What a powerful thod!'
Zen sighed inwardly.
The exiles of the Nine Li race, except Timotheus, had never demonstrated what they were capable of. But the thod that Ramzi had just showed was impressive, especially since it could offset the self-explosion of a powerhouse at the Other Shore Realm. Zen admired him for his strength.
A few seconds later, the energy produced by Burt's self-explosion reached its peak and then began to rapidly fade away. At last, under the power of the yellow talisman, it disappeared.
“It's just the Soul Sealing Truth. It's not worth sighing about,” No. 9527, who had been silent all this ti, suddenly spoke up at Zen's sigh.
“The Soul Sealing Truth?”
Zen's eyes narrowed.
Once Ramzi had released the talisman, Zen had felt a strong force of seal within it. He hadn't expected it to be another Truth of Godly Way.
“That's right. My master has said that the Truth of Godly Way gained through the Grand World Cultivation thod is undoubtedly powerful, but it can't be compared with the truth. They think they have reached the other shore, but this is not true,”
No. 9527 said disdainfully. It wasn't in the mood to hide its feelings.
“You an, they haven't reached the other shore in the real sense?” Zen said, aware that he was just on the brink of being rendered speechless at No. 9527's comnt. Instead, he retorted, “Even if they haven't reached the other shore, they are far stronger than now. That is why I haven't offered any help yet.”
Once they had entered this space, Emily and Timotheus had led the way. Zen, and even the elders of the various races could only hide behind the strong warriors at the Other Shore Realm.
The weakest warrior at the Other Shore Realm was not soone the Wild Gods could fight.
No. 9527 was not convinced. “It's because they are on a higher cultivation level than you. Wait and watch. The Warden race will finally use the Strength Equalizing Theurgy that Herbert passed on. By then, these powerhouses at the Other Shore Realm will definitely be stunned, and will have to rely on your Falling Star Palm.”
Once Zen learned the Truth Crystal of the Chaos Ancient God, No. 9527 taught him the thods of using it.
The thods of using the Truth Crystal were broad and profound. Zen could not master so of them at his present stage. But the Falling Star Palm was the Chaos Ancient God's most basic theurgy.
Although Zen had mastered it to so extent, he had never used it in front of others.
The Truth Crystal itself was not so powerful in Zen's opinion. It couldn't be as frightening as it was made out to be. Zen thought it was far weaker than the Ways-blending Energy.
“The Strength Equalizing Theurgy? What is it?”
Zen froze, almost forgetting that No. 9527, a wisp of the soul of the Chaos Ancient God, knew this world better than anyone.
But he didn't ask about it before, nor did No. 9527 ntion it.
“Herbert was the Chaos Ancient God who pursued the equality of all living beings. He comprehended the Strength Equalizing Theurgy from the Godly Ways Great Unity. He built this prison, although his body isn't here. It isn't strange for the Warden race to use the Strength Equalizing Theurgy when they have to, is it?” No. 9527 explained patiently.
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