Amidst the smoking ruins in the cosmos, a giant palm fist marked its passage for a few minutes.
The burning indications grew to at least ten thousand kiloters in size which had barred any escape in or out from the scene.
And at the center of this unforgiving power, our bored gar was nowhere to be seen.
Alas, a glow that was different from the destructive flas around it made its presence known in the otherwise neutral inky space around it.
"DING!"
"DONG!"
"DING!"
"DONG!"
The little cute light went on and off until it grew stronger with each passing breath.
About five minutes into the future, this trivial shade has recreated another rebirth unto our very own protagonist.
Before long, our bored gar could be seen standing once more with his crimson robes and the smiling demon mask on his face.
'SIGH!'
'It seems that I need to try harder.' Clark could not help but gauge his enemy higher than the past. That inconsequential glow from before was exactly his soul fragnt.
He would have wanted nothing more but for this old immortal to attack, devour, or intrude upon his soul but his wishes were proven to be in vain in the aftermath.
One should know that our good gar's greatest weapon in existence was never his techniques but his very own soul which accommodated not one but two of the strongest cheats in this mortal realm.
Clark doubted that his soul fragnt would be as fragile with Nancy and his partner clay brick in there and that would have been one of the great chances to know more about the answer to this question but alas, this old immortal chose not to do anything which has broken our bored gar's expectations in this battle.
Either this level 10 immortal simply did not care or he was at least not very proficient in that aspect of the soul.
Thus, this old immortal was indeed wary of charging into the unknown. Luckily enough, the easiest way of knowing was simply ask. And Clark did exactly just that.
"Why hesitate? That would have been your chance in ending this fight quickly." Our avid gar stated.
"I know better than to dabble with sothing as complicated as souls. But we shall see. I might just take you up on that offer if you would be convincing enough later on."
The old man replied with the sa serious face from start to finish. A mory from the past resurfaced at this ti and he was successful in stopping a shiver to show in his exterior.
This old immortal tried to consu an outsider's soul before and he ended up paying a heavy price in the aftermath.
He got locked in an eternity of battle inside that very soul and got no reward to show for his efforts.
The outsider escaped in the end while this old immortal nursed a grave soul injury in consequence.
One could see that it was indeed not easy to defeat and kill an existence of their level since they had basically transcended the realm of flesh and were now spirits or souls in the truest sense.
This was the reason why most high leveled cultivators could easily regrew a broken limb or an entire body from out of nothing.
But when it ca to soul damage and repair, even an old immortal like this one would have to spend countless eras, epochs, and eons before he could fully be healed from the ordeal.
"Then let us continue." Clark recovered from his disappointnt and was the first one to dash to et this enemy.
"DING!" He recalled his weapon from within his system inventory and did a two handed spear strike towards the old immortal.
"BANG!" Thus, the battle resud with even fiercer strategies on both sides.
A million and one spear lights descended on the agile form of this old immortal and though he evaded most of them, a few were bound to hit him in the end.
"TAP!"
"TAP!"
"TAP!" A hollow sound was heard over and over again like a rotten wood hitting on pure steel. This was the sad distinction of powers between these 2 combatants.
Not even a scratch could be seen on the surface of the old man's body and tattered clothes. But when the old man responded, a whole world of difference could be seen.
"Dawn of Hell." The old immortal whispered and the whole universe blossod in the hot magical fires that followed.
Every source fla was awakened as it bowed down to the summons of the strongest being in this realm.
Their power was being borrowed in real ti which created a burning figure in the only old man that mattered at this ti.
"BOOM!" Our bored gar dissolved into insignificant ashes in the next seconds.
Such was the sad fate of soone who wanted to struggle against a level 10 existence while still at a much lower level himself.
"DING!" The sa glow from before materialized from nowhere and this ti around, the old man was not anymore forgiving.
"BANG!"
"BANG!"
"BANG!"
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...
Our bored gar's soul was being bombarded by a world sized burning fist at this ti.
'Ahhhh... This pain is very much refreshing.'
Clark cherished this long ti feeling that had beco so familiar and close to him over the untold years in the soul fragntation process but he did not forget his quest amidst this sudden recollection.
'I can withstand at least 10 minutes into this rciless pounding but any more than that and this soul fragnt will surely be scattered to nonexistence.'
'And i can't let sothing like that happen to .'
Our bored gar mused even while he was enjoying this rare treatnt of agony and torture in the recent tis of peace that he had lived.
"Parade of the Mastodons."
A voice in the void said and imdiately after that, a hundred huge avatars of a divine elephant used its prodigious trunk to swallow and absorb the unimaginable energies around.
Before long, Clark's pristine form was seen once more into the world.
"This will be a long long war." Our good gar muttered but he was not at all frustrated by this prospect. In fact, he was quite looking forward to having this great exercise today.
A few seconds of silence passed before the inevitable finally arrived.
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!"
"BOOM!" The entire universe felt and witnessed a war between two powerful giants.
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