"Quickly leave, that light pillar seems to be expanding, don’t get caught up in it."
Ethan Smith said in a deep voice.
This light pillar seems to be focused around the village, and then slowly enlarges.
This thod of eradication doesn’t seem aid at clearing out us outsiders, but rather to remold the living beings here.
Otherwise, if this light pillar descended right from the start, we wouldn’t be able to withstand this power.
"This power cannot target outsiders, otherwise the Lord of the Holy Kingdom walking in his own Holy Kingdom would be erased at any ti."
The Immortal Emperor seed to have guessed what Ethan was thinking, and explained it to him.
"The Land of the Holy Kingdom is made up of various scenes, to strengthen his mastery over this land, the Lord of the Holy Kingdom also trains in these scenes he constructed, and the order he established cannot be resisted even by the Holy Lord, this is a power transcending his physical form, thus these scenes will have ’Gate of Life’ existing, not absolute dead ends."
Over the past few days, with the explanations from the Immortal Emperor, Ethan had a preliminary understanding of the Holy Kingdom’s operation mode.
However, he looked at the village complexly, recalling the little boy and the old man.
He quietly spoke about how he missed his sister but was afraid of making his grandfather sad, so he did not dare to cry.
He couldn’t treat them as emotionless tools, the Immortal Emperor had previously suggested to him,
to convert all the living beings derived from here into his own Soul Holy Power.
As the first to arrive at this village, it was a reward belonging to him, like how the three demon heads Demonic Flas, Ethereal Heart, Ghost Light did it, and later Asher Evans also did this, needing to boost their power in the shortest possible ti.
However, Ethan really couldn’t view the little boy and the old man as tools for advancing strength.
"It’s a pity about that ’Land of Chaos’ seed, perhaps you don’t know how precious it is when used well."
The Immortal Emperor said with a soft laugh, "You might not fare so well next. Your strength has already reorganized this region, and this Holy Kingdom has judged your strength."
Ethan slightly frowned, sowhat not understanding what the Immortal Emperor was saying.
He, along with the four mbers of the Three Sects, continued fleeing towards a specific direction.
The power of the seed ’True Sight’ eye had already begun to weaken, now only extending half of what it previously did, about five hundred ters, and in about a day, the eye would completely disappear.
The Eye of Destruction, Ziyan from the Demon clan, were standing far off in the Saint’s World, staring at the Morning Frost Kingdom, pondering sothing unknown.
Nearby, the Human Clan Saints were almost all gathered there.
They felt closely the changes in this Holy Kingdom, seeming to glean so information from it.
"Morning Frost unexpectedly holds this kid in such regard, giving him a Saint Heart in advance, no wonder during the battle against he was so strained. However, in this God’s Country, strength isn’t everything."
Ziyan shook his head.
At this ti, Perez’s expression was sowhat grim, he had sensed his seed breaking apart, no matter the situation, it wasn’t a good thing.
At this mont, in the Evernight Forest, the group started noticing things amiss.
Terrifying gales began to appear around, this wind seed to be an extre wind that spatial chaos brought about.
Even Emily Taylor, who understood the Power of Space, had to maintain extre caution towards such wind.
And these gales did not harm them.
Instead, they ford a passage, seemingly to intentionally lead them to a certain place.
"Ethan, look over there, it seems to be a small city."
Gazing into the distance, that ancient small city appeared dark and weathered, hiding endless secrets and sorrows. It was situated within a desolate valley, shrouded in heavy mist, like an entrance to a shadowy world.
The high city walls, built from black stone blocks, were covered with cracks and moss, as if they were marks of ti and imprints of cries. The defense towers on the walls were in ruins, the flag atop had faded, giving off mournful whistles when the wind blew.
At this mont, they could faintly sll the sounds of battle cries.
An extre sense of unease suddenly surged.
Under the effect of the ’True Sight’ seed, Ethan clearly sensed those attacking the city.
Surprisingly, it was many Demon Beasts emitting demonic energy to the sky, among which the demonic energy was incomparable to the Beast Spirits he encountered before.
Furthermore, Ethan could clearly see so of these Demon Beasts were even communicating.
The village chief had told him about the levels of Beast Spirit, Human Spirit, Path Spirit, Holy Spirit, could it be these Demon Beasts had already reached the second level, Human Spirit?
Suddenly, a demon palanquin carried by nearly a hundred Demon Beasts slowly appeared, upon which floated a nearly transparent soul spirit.
What the heck is this, Ethan cautiously approached to see what the guy’s origin was.
That soul spirit suddenly looked up, revealing a mischievous smile.
Under the gaze of the ’True Sight’ eye, it just happened to et Ethan’s eyes.
That soul spirit’s deep eyes were like the night, as if they led to an abyss of endless darkness. They had lost the luster of life, replaced by a cold, hollow glow, as if it was the gaze of death itself.
A tearing sensation of the Divine Soul transmitted fiercely into Ethan’s Sea of Knowledge.
He hurriedly withdrew his gaze, suddenly experiencing a dizzying sensation that made him involuntarily spit a mouthful of blood.
Soon after ca a feeling of extre discomfort, it took a while before Ethan could calm down.
"Ethan, there’s a hole on your forehead, did the gale hit you?"
West Hill nervously said, black smoke was emanating from Ethan’s forehead, looking very eerie.
"Terrifying power, could this be so technique of the Holy Kingdom?"
Cold sweat ran down Ethan’s back, if his gaze had retracted a bit later just now, perhaps his Divine Soul would have been utterly pierced.
Moreover, under Ethan’s gaze, he only felt the cold power constantly burning his Divine Soul, not entirely dissipating.
Perhaps in the Lower Realm, this might be a very common occurrence.
But at this mont, in the Holy Kingdom, even with his Nine Heavens Condensing Pupil, Ethan hadn’t detected a shred of rule marks, making the appearance of this technique extrely terrifying.
If it hadn’t been for the many Demonic Beasts he had slain before, and even Quenby Jenkins making bridal clothes for him in the end, he might not have fared well from this.
Ethan silenced himself for a mont before recounting what had just happened to the group.
He swiftly moved in another direction, and the others hurriedly followed, daring not to hesitate.
Right now, Ethan was the strongest among them; if even he dared not venture forward, the others certainly wouldn’t.
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