Later on, he fought purely on his own will, and to his surprise, the physical strength of the woman in front of him even suppressed him.
If he hadn’t gone all out, Ethan Smith probably would have been hamred into a at patty already.
He opened his eyes again after ten days had passed.
He was back in the previous room, and upon waking, he saw Aleister still in the familiar corner.
"Thanks..."
Ethan Smith was silent for a mont before finally speaking slowly.
"I had a good fight, too."
Aleister stood up.
"Can you tell about your relationship with that woman? From start to finish without leaving out anything."
Aleister suddenly asked.
"Why do you want to know?"
"I want to understand the woman that Heavenly Sin is interested in. In return, if you have any questions that I can answer, I’ll help you out too."
Ethan initially wanted to refuse, but suddenly felt a desire to confide.
He once held hope to find Emily Taylor, but after witnessing the power of Heavenly Sin, that despair couldn’t push him to continue the search.
"First, tell , if I want to follow her trail, do I have a chance..."
Ethan’s voice was very light.
"Beat first, then we’ll talk about it..."
Ethan showed a bitter smile.
He organized his chaotic thoughts and recounted the scenes after eting Emily Taylor one by one.
Without realizing it, tears had filled his face.
He just wanted to be with the girl he liked, so why did destiny always play tricks on him?
Because of Emily Taylor’s Bloodline, he missed her again and again, and finally encountered the formidable power of Heavenly Sin.
"Is she still alive?"
Ethan looked up and asked.
"Heavenly Sin arose from the resentnt of a past Great war. It was ford by imnse resentnt gathered by the supre divine artifact, the Heaven-defying Monunt. Its will is to eradicate all Bloodline sinners from back then. The stronger the sinner, the more likely Heavenly Sin’s power will descend upon them. That girl’s Bloodline was very strong, which is why the true form of Heavenly Sin descended."
Aleister didn’t directly answer Ethan’s question but instead explained the origins of Heavenly Sin.
"To Heavenly Sin, such sinners, if not tornted to the extre, won’t simply die. As long as her will remains unyielding, she won’t die. However, this existence is worse than death."
"Thank you for telling the truth."
Ethan said lightly.
He bit down on his tongue, and a trace of sweet blood flowed into his throat.
He was filled with unwillingness, yet there was nothing he could do.
Just like a young man losing to the mundane dealings of life.
"At least you are lucky; at least you still have a goal, whereas I don’t even have one."
Aleister said plainly, not caring whether Ethan was listening, she started to reveal her own story.
"The Aleister Family is almost the strongest clan in the Saint’s World. The direct Bloodline of the clan can almost all grow to the Realm of Holy Spirit, reaching the pinnacle of the Holy Rank. This family has those who beca a Holy Lord and those who beca the foremost on Earth, yet no one has gone further."
Ethan listened silently.
What a terrifying family, where even direct descendants can grow to such heights.
Why was Aleister still so unsatisfied with such Heaven-given power?
"The forefathers of the Aleister Family tried countless thods, so took their body refinent to extres, so took their divine sense to the utmost, so beca Holy Lords, and so descended to the lower realms to train. They even attempted to combine with different Bloodlines to break this limit, but no matter how they tried, the limit of the Aleister Family remains the Holy Rank."
Aleister lowered her head, her golden hair covering her entire face.
"Isn’t it laughable? Heaven gives imnse power, yet shackles it with chains. After a century from my birth to reach this realm, it’s only a matter of ti to reach the pinnacle of the Saint Realm, but that’s my limit. My long years thereafter would just slowly decay in mundane life. Entering Heavenly Sin this ti was to witness power beyond the Holy Rank, or perhaps to let die at the hands of Heavenly Sin, which might be more interesting."
She revealed a hint of a smile.
Ethan suddenly understood, for an ordinary mber of the Aleister clan, reaching the peak after exhausting almost all their Lifespan might not carry so much regret.
But Aleister was a top genius among her clan, and all cultivation paths of her predecessors were marked as dead ends.
It was hard for her to even choose a path to tread.
After a long silence, Ethan asked.
"Is this the blockade between the Saint’s World and the Divine Realm that caused the current situation of the Aleister Family? When I ascended to the Saint’s World from the Human World, I saw countless massive Iron Chains sealing it. If not for Path Profound Saint using the power of the Holy Kingdom to blast an opening, we might not have been able to co up. Is the power of the Divine Realm the sa?"
"There is a blockade, but so can break through it. However, since the supremacy of the Divine Land, no one from the clan’s Bloodline has broken through the limit of the Holy Rank, so it probably has nothing to do with the blockade. It’s just an unsolvable curse."
Aleister calmly spoke of her matter, as if it was unrelated to her.
"I hope to die under strong power, rather than to while away decadently until the Five Decays of Heaven and Man."
Ethan finally understood why Aleister always had that aloof expression, perhaps for soone obsessed with cultivation like her, she was already dead inside.
The confird unbreakable path of cultivation and reaching the pinnacle long ago.
For a genius, it’s nothing short of a cruel blow.
"Hey, do you have that ’boundary’ talisman? Give one."
Ethan said lightly.
Aleister was a bit puzzled but still tossed a ’boundary’ talisman to Ethan.
"Isn’t my realm much lower than yours?"
"Yes, that’s right, you haven’t even cultivated Pinnacle Force."
Aleister calmly nodded.
"Then let show you what limits an. You think you’re so kind of genius? Seeing the end after just a century of cultivation? Even at the extre of the Realm of Holy Spirit, you’ve seen nothing yet, Aleister!"
The ’boundary’ talisman ignited in flas, once again pulling the two into the Barrier Space.
The entire Barrier Space emitted a hurricane-like aura, and a thousand-ter-long scythe appeared in Ethan’s hand.
The Dance of Death!
The flash of the scythe dominated his vision, and in an instant, the entire space was left with only the traces of the scythe’s circle.
A tornado surged from the place, instantly tearing the entire Barrier apart.
The terrifying force descended entirely, a power that could defeat Heavenly Sin.
In an instant, countless layers of space were torn apart, split into an upper and lower section.
"Hey, don’t get too full of yourself, Aleister. Win against before you talk about wanting to die."
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