"I had previously dabbled in the relevant classics authored by Clayton Schmidt. The chaotic body itself is a form envied by the heavens. When the chaotic body is ford, it self-seals, suppressing its own power within the body to avoid the scrutiny of the Path of Heaven. Thus, there are three layers of locks within the body, known as the Nine Palaces Dragon Binding Lock. Each ti a lock is opened, the body undergoes a trendous change, revealing the true form of the chaotic body."
Ken Middleton was sowhat shocked at this mont.
Just now, after Ethan Smith made a crack in the Dragon Binding Lock, that Thunderous Path Power surged into his body like a fountain.
This was beyond his understanding of cultivation. Such power couldn’t even be accessed by the Power of the Holy Spirit.
However, the side effects were terrifyingly imnse. Ethan Smith, under such extre weakness, maintained this state for such a long ti.
"Nine Palaces Dragon Binding Lock?"
Ethan Smith murmured.
"That’s right, the first lock is called the Nine Dragons Lock. I haven’t seen the subsequent two."
Ethan was in a trance. This was the prowess of Predecessor Schmidt.
With his own strength, he probed the mysteries of the body, even creating such mantras.
This was enough to make him a legendary figure. Ethan has yet to explore the mysteries of this chaotic body.
His chaotic Great Completional body was achieved because of Emily Taylor’s bloodline, allowing it to reach this form.
However, Schmidt relied on his own strength to unravel the three seals.
With a mortal body, he contended against the supre existence of the God-Sealing Titan.
But now, the price of unlocking these three locks was too great. Even the slightest crack brought such a massive burden. I really don’t know how Predecessor Schmidt managed it.
Ethan shook his head with a bitter smile.
However, after opening the Nine Dragons Lock, the formidable power was enough to sweep away the obstacles in front of him.
This ti it took Ethan a considerable amount of ti to return to his previous state.
If not for his powers of creation having strong healing effects, this tifra might have been pushed even further.
Outside Ethereal Soaring City, in a certain spot in the Land of Ten Thousand Graves.
A young man gently descended, with three people quietly watching him from the front.
"The previous agreent remains effective. I even swear by my soul that if I beco Holy Lord, I will share the destiny energy of the Holy Kingdom with you, helping you break the shackles here."
As Yvelise Ayers finished speaking, a slight ripple occurred in the air.
Then the power of the oath rged into his soul.
This is a Heavenly Oath. Only the strongest cultivators can sense this oath path to swear by it.
If the oath is broken, one would suffer the backlash of this Path of the Great Path power, directly affecting the soul.
Such a Heavenly Oath imposes stronger constraints on higher-level cultivators.
Because as the realm strengthens, the smoothness of the soul’s thoughts is very important, which directly affects future realm breakthroughs.
Hearing this, the Three Great Spirits were visibly moved. This oath ant Yvelise Ayers gave up the most precious thing for becoming the Holy Lord.
Even their support for Bastian becoming Holy Lord couldn’t compare to one percent of this oath.
"Such an arrogant kid, treating the eighteen positions of Holy Lord in this world like garbage to be used as bargaining chips."
The red-nosed man chuckled and rubbed his nose, instinctively looking at the farr youth’s face.
However, there was no expression on his face at this mont, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
"With loss cos gain. Without losing, how can you obtain? If the three esteed Holy Spirits are interested in my promise, you can co by then. This battle concerns the final battle for the Holy Lord’s position. It’s either , Frederick Cohen, or the heir of Divine’s Might Chases Stars who might ascend."
Yvelise Ayers’ body gradually rged into the Void.
In the blink of an eye, he rapidly departed, having almost collected the Heart of the Holy Kingdom, thus able to wield imnse Holy Kingdom power.
"What do you think? This child must have gained a more powerful inheritance. I sense a strong intention of Styx slaughter in him. Such energy might even surpass the power of the Holy Kingdom. This might be his ultimate goal. But regardless, his Heavenly Oath is a rare opportunity for us. If we deepen this destiny energy, we might be able to break through again before the Five Declines."
The red-nosed man rubbed his nose.
The fisherman was silent for a mont. Initially, he had the sa thought, but after witnessing Schmidt’s power, he was now unsure.
"We brothers were born in this Holy Kingdom, with naturally incomplete souls. Under the circumstances, reaching this level is quite the limit. However, we erged from the Heavenly Sin Tomb, and now we face such a choice. Let everything be left to fate."
The farr suddenly spoke, his lazy voice coming from beneath the straw hat.
The battle for the Saintly Rank will inevitably bring brutal bloodshed. Moreover, this ti, there is also the stronger Power of the Styx.
Even though they are in the Realm of the Holy Spirit, once involved, it becos a matter of life and death.
"Let’s fish..."
The farr’s gentle snoring sounded beneath the straw hat.
The fisherman’s expression was sowhat complex, but he still complied with the farr’s idea.
"I have now comprehended a part of the will of the Styx. If it cos to Frederick Cohen, I should be able to subdue him. But the precondition is that those around him can’t influence . This ti, it’s the last struggle of life and death."
Yvelise Ayers contemplated for a mont. Utilizing the Pinnacle Force of the Fourteenth Level, he explored and detected so anomalies.
Even though they’ve now absorbed the Power of the Styx, ultimately, they might rely serve others when the Great Array awakens.
Therefore, his imdiate priority is to absorb all the power of the Styx from the Life and Death Gates before continuing to seek the next solution.
In a dense forest area of the Eight Desolate Beast Domain, an old woman with withered skin narrowed her serpent eyes slightly.
Before Yvelise Ayers’ body appeared completely, the dragon-head snake staff in her hand transford into a Devour Heaven giant python.
Devouring that entire space, a blood light flashed within its belly.
The Erald Snake Witch’s face changed. Her body swiftly slid back at great speed.
Like a cyan lightning bolt, she pulled back to a considerable safe distance in a flash.
"This power, the Sword Intent of Avici?"
The Erald Snake Witch’s eyes flickered with a grave look. Yvelise Ayers wielded a Blood Sword, slowly walking out from the serpent’s belly.
"It seems the previous rumors were true. You’ve indeed obtained the power of the Styx, but daring to play tricks before the power of the Styx Patriarch, you are overly arrogant."
The Erald Snake Witch laughed sharply.
"That’s not your concern, Erald Snake Witch. Three years from now, I will contend with Frederick Cohen in the Thousand Evils Cave for the Saintly Rank. Ethan Smith’s life is in the Thousand Evils Cave. Let’s see if you dare to co and take it."
Yvelise Ayers stared at the Erald Snake Witch without emotion.
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