The eyes of the man in black clothes were devoid of emotions.
When people looked at him, they got an impression of a tightened bow simring with a surging power that could be released any ti.
His emotions were like deep water in a tranquil lake. He looked outwardly composed, as if he was rely taking a walk in his courtyard. But everyone could sense that there was great power concealed below the surface.
No one could see through his real thoughts, not even Othniel.
“I asked nicely but since it didn't work, I'll have to use my fists,” the man in black said in a flat tone.
It was as if declaring war on a Chaos Ancient God was quite common for him.
Although Othniel considered him a strong enemy, he had no intention of backing down. He threw Zen into the void and pointed at him so that a space cage instantly ford around Zen.
Even if Zen were to suddenly wake up and fight back, he would not be able to escape from the space cage. No one could help him break it from the outside either. It would be a difficult task even for the Eternal Realm masters present.
But much to the shock of everyone watching, the mont Zen touched the bottom of the space cage, he completely absorbed the energy shaping the floor and his body was quickly dropped from the cage.
Everyone was amused and was rendered speechless. Shera couldn't help but snigger.
Zen's physical body had been in such a strange state that even Othniel had made mistakes dealing with it more than once.
They had so far noticed that Zen would absorb all the power around him except for the brass man's Combat Dragon Absorb. Perhaps it was a re coincidence, or perhaps it was because of the inferior power of the Combat Dragon Absorb.
For what it was worth, Shera's conjecture was very close to the truth.
Zen didn't really absorb all sorts of power. The process only occurred according to the map on the square. It was true that the power of the Combat Dragon Absorb was not superior enough for Zen to absorb it.
Othniel's power on the other hand, was an excellent option. Every ti Othniel used the power of space against Zen, Zen's body imdiately devoured it.
This occurred multiple tis before a new light column appeared in the space-ti quadrant of the map, rising rapidly.
Even when Zen fell from the sky, the black-clothed man looked to be in no hurry to snatch him.
Othniel was embarrassed, teleporting almost instantly to Zen's side. He caught Zen, flew up to the Yellow Thearch, and handed Zen over to him as he said, “Protect him well.”
And then, Othniel rose back to the sa height as the man in black.
Frowning in confusion, Yellow Thearch turned to look at Fuxi and the Snake Goddess, whom Othniel still had in his trap.
The Pear Hill was a great force not only because it had the support of the Chaos Ancient God. Fuxi and the Snake Goddess themselves were very powerful warriors.
Whatever was happening was heavily disadvantageous to the Snake Goddess and Fuxi. Irrespective of who won, the result would be unacceptable for Pear Hill. The best result for them, perhaps, would be for Othniel and the man to fight like Kilkenny cats.
But Fuxi and the Snake Goddess remained quite calm and composed. Did they have a trump card up their sleeve?
As Yellow Thearch wondered about this, a dazzling blue light, even brighter than the sun, shone out of the sky. Everyone squinted in the sudden glare of light.
When the blue flare finally disappeared, a long transparent blue saber appeared in Othniel's hand. It was obviously a weapon he had created with the power of space.
Othniel rarely chose to fight face to face. Most tis, he only needed to exile his opponents, the way Mount had exiled Zen into the Deleting Space.
Othniel had exiled Gerald as well, when he hadn't been careful enough.
But this man before him caused a deep need of annihilation within Othniel.
With a sudden wave of the long saber in his hand, he split the space in front of him in half, creating a huge space crack.
The space crack extended like the mouth of a huge fish as it lood over the man in black.
The man in black raised an eyebrow and gently tilted his body. A wisp of cyan light thick as a finger surged into the sky, shooting up to millions of feet away.
A three-foot-long thin sword appeared in his hand, his usual weapon, the Cyan Misty Sword.
“Flash, my sword!”
The mont the man in black brandished his sword, he disappeared into thin air.
He and his sword had turned into a cyan glow that spread throughout the sky, shooting towards Othniel.
The space crack that Othniel had created disappeared the mont it t the cyan glow. The space power seed unable to withstand even a single blow.
Othniel was not that shocked even though his first strike had so easily dissolved.
Instead, he looked up at the sky, trying to track the man in black's position.
If they were in the sa space, no one could ever avoid Othniel's detection. It was his talent that neither did he need to search for his opponent's aura nor did he have to use his spiritual sense to scan the space. He simply sensed everything that existed in the space around him. This ability of Othniel's was similar to the one that Usman had.
To his surprise, though, the man in black seed to have completely disappeared in the cyan glow. How was this possible? Othniel was gobsmacked for a mont, finding it hard to accept this truth.
“The space truth is the highest rule in the chaos. You can't completely grasp it even as a Son of Truth. What you've comprehended is only a small part of it.”
The voice of the man in black sounded from behind Othniel.
Othniel turned around abruptly, bringing the space saber in his hand slashing down in the direction of the voice.
Others might have misjudged the direction, but Othniel never made such mistakes.
He struck the sword three tis in a row.
The azure blue space slashes were fast enough to split everything in their path, including the space itself.
A large number of space cracks erged as the space slashes swept across the sky. The sky was like a book, and these space cracks were like pages that had been torn off from the book. The space itself looked miraculous under Othniel's formidable power.
The structure of the space itself was completely destroyed. If the man in black was hiding himself in the space, he would split into countless pieces as well.
But Othniel still couldn't see any signs of the man.
“Since what you've grasped is only a part of the space truth, you also have blind spots in space.”
The man's voice echoed again. Othniel lifted the space saber but discovered that he couldn't determine the direction of the voice this ti. The man's voice seed to co from the depths of his mind. How was he doing that?
Just as Othniel was looking around incredulously, a beam of cyan light suddenly shot out from behind him.
It pierced through Othniel's back and continued to shoot straight ahead, crossing several provinces, boundary walls, and thick earth along the way before it shot straight out of the Source World and into the chaos.
Since the cyan light was only as thick as a little finger, it didn't create a hole large enough for the chaotic energy from the outside to flow into the Source World. But it had killed innurable innocent creatures on its way out.
The small wound wasn't much trouble for Othniel. He only felt a slight pain in his back, and he brought his saber down behind him a few more tis.
Large areas of space were destroyed, but the man in black seed not to exist. Othniel's strikes had nearly destroyed everything in the space behind him, but he still failed to touch the man in black.
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