Blood red flas burst out from Hamish's eyes and shot towards Zen.
Rather than dodge the flas, Zen simply stood there, letting them hit him. As they dissipated, however, he erged unscathed.
The Mountain of Holy Beings behind him glimred with silver light.
Zen could transfer the attacks he received to the Mountain of Holy Beings, which could not be destroyed.
One of Zen's adversaries, Lorcan, was covered in silken threads of glimring silver. So of them hung from his hands. These threads looked soft, but they were sharp as steel. He tried to wrap Zen in those threads like a spider would catch its prey; however, Zen resisted them without making the slightest move.
As long as these Other Shore Realm warriors were not strong enough to take on the entire divine land and win, they could not hurt Zen there.
Suddenly, a thought flitted through Zen's mind. As it did, the power of the Everest Spirit Mountain that had gathered in his body began to flow rapidly through his veins, making them black and bulging. He shook with the great power within his body.
He tapped the air with his finger, emanating an invisible force that spread out, enveloping Lorcan and Hamish.
Even if Estelle could control the Soul Wilderness, she couldn't compete with Zen in the use of the Scepter of Gods' Silence.
Estelle's use of the Scepter of Gods' Silence was as crude as if it were a sledgehamr. She could only silence the entire divine land at once. Zen, on the other hand, could control the range of his power and use his techniques selectively.
The sa applied to the Everest Spirit Mountain: Zen could milk every ounce of power from it, unlike Harold, who could only access a small fraction of it.
Once Lorcan and Hamish were silenced, the silver threads hanging off Lorcan suddenly disappeared, as did the flas on Hamish's body. They were so sucked of power that they collapsed onto the ground, unable to stay suspended in midair.
Zen instantaneously teleported to Hamish's side, and without further ado, he pushed through the thickened space around him and punched Hamish with his huge fist.
Boom!
Imdiately, Hamish's body appeared to snap in half and hallow out, the hole becoming more and more pronounced as Zen's power rained down onto him. Almost in slow motion, his body began to disintegrate and soon turned into a cloud of blood red ash.
Zen wasted no ti, however. While his right hand was busy destroying Hamish, his left hand produced a black ball, the manifestation of the power of the Abyss Demon Region.
With the slightest movent of his hand, the ball flew towards Lorcan, splitting the space around him and engulfing him whole.
If Lorcan hadn't been silenced by Zen, he might have been able to resist the black ball. But robbed as he was of all his power, unable even to fly, he couldn't perform any of the theurgies needed to fight the black ball. Gradually but surely, the black ball of energy consud him.
Then, Samuel appeared in the sky above them, in complete silence, having used the Spear of Supre Harmony.
Even a warrior like Hamish was unable to detect the sudden appearance of Samuel.
However, after Zen had fused with the will of the divine land, nothing in the divine land could escape Zen's attention.
The mont Samuel showed up, Zen raised his head and gave him an indifferent look.
That was enough to make Samuel's blood run cold. He tried to remain composed, although his hands trembled. He waved the Spear of Supre Harmony.
He realized in his mind that a head-to-head battle with Zen was unavoidable.
The Spear of Supre Harmony emitted an intense wave of Space Law, forming a space spiral, and hurled it towards Zen's face.
If this space spiral were to hit a Holy Being, it would probably bore a huge hole in their body. If it were to hit their head, it could go as far as destroy their soul.
Zen, however, did not flinch or even try to dodge the spiral. As before, the spiral flailed around him wildly, but failed to even scratch him.
On one side of the Mountain of Holy Beings, a series of spirals appeared in the silver light. The theurgy released by Samuel was completely absorbed by the mountain.
“Killing these Yellow Emperor Guards is very easy. But not nearly as easy as killing you, Samuel Han,” said Zen, his expression and voice deadpan, as he raised his right hand.
Although Zen hadn't yet released any internal montum, Samuel felt a chill overco him like a wave. He recoiled instinctively, and retreated quickly, trying to put as much distance between himself and Zen.
Seeing Samuel's reaction, Zen smirked, and proceeded to stretch out his hand as if to grab sothing in the air.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Waves of deep rumbles began to sound in the divine land's sky. It was the sound of a universe collapsing.
All the blood seed to drain from Samuel's face. “You...destroyed my universe?” he yelled, his voice and entire body shaking violently.
Zen nodded indifferently. “You shouldn't have even existed in the divine land in the first place,” he said, his voice as cold as his expression. “The world will be much better off without you.”
“You!” Samuel's face had gone a shade of dark puce. He was livid.
Rumble...
With the collapse of the universe, the elixir field of Samuel also began to disintegrate.
The destruction of the elixir field could not kill a True God, but they would lose all their power and beco a regular human being, no longer able to cultivate.
This was different for Holy Beings, however, as they created universes which were then rged with themselves. As long as the universe was intact, its creator remained immortal. If the universe was destroyed, the Holy Being that created it would die with it.
Therefore, people in the Source World were not interested in sothing like the Rebirth Land. It was not easy to destroy a universe, and hence it could be seen as an advantage, a key to immortality. However, while it was not easy, it was also not impossible. Thus, the connection between the Holy Being and their universe was also a fatal flaw.
With several loud snapping noises, thousands of tiny cracks ford along the surface of Samuel's elixir field, and then penetrated through his body, scarring his abdon, chest, neck and even the soul within his mind.
Samuel had no last words. But he gave Zen a final glare of hatred before he succumbed to his wounds and died.
Zen continued to look into Samuel's eyes emotionlessly. “You have a part of the Stone Mouse's theurgy,” he said. “Also, you have hidden your mory Fla. Did you really think I wouldn't find out?”
The muscles on Samuel's face, that had, too, begun to crack, twitched. His eyes filled with fear.
“Let tell you what you did. You took your mory Fla from the Reincarnation Land and hid it in the ancestral grave of the Yue Clan, thinking you could still be reincarnated if you died,” said Zen slowly, twisting his hand in the air.
Imdiately, an invisible space wave flew through the divine land like a spear, heading straight for a divine city.
The Yue Clan had once been the largest clan in the city and one of the large clans on the Floating Islands.
When Gregorio was killed, the city where the Yue Clan had been located beca desolate and the ancestral land ended up being destroyed.
The alliance of the powerful clans had, thereafter, placed a ban on the Yun Clan. Even if the Thousand Commandnts Slate remained in the city, no one would dare occupy it. Passersby would lant its destruction, but would not dare enter.
Then, a moss-covered tomb in the cave of one of the barren mountains behind the divine city suddenly shook.
Boom!
The lid of the ancient tomb had been flung open by an invisible force. A small brocade box shot out from inside and was quickly sucked into the space channel.
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