Fortunately, he had allies. Kathryn and Kevin, who he had been with for a while, the mysterious Luka, and the playful Aurora, whose strength he didn’t know the extent of.
But for her to be resurrected after he had killed her, it could only an she was far from ordinary.
Just as Kranos finished studying everyone, a loud noise resounded. The sound shook the atmosphere, and a second later, the ground caved in.
Everyone’s attention was drawn to the place as they noticed that just a few ters ahead of the man, a relic had appeared.
It radiated a mysterious, profound aura and emitted an intense, blinding light that drew the attention of everyone who saw the treasure. Imdiately, a greedy light flashed through everyone’s eyes.
Seeing the mysterious relic, most of their desires beca hard to suppress.
In the next mont, many figures began rushing toward the relic. They were mainly in the God Realm, their movents creating explosive sounds as they shattered the air in their wake.
Kranos glanced toward the others, and their gazes were also fixed on everyone else. Then Luka nodded.
"Let the fight for the treasures begin, haha!" Luka’s carefree laugh rang out as his figure slowly faded, leaving behind a series of afterimages in his trail as he quickly approached the location where the battle for the relic was ongoing.
His speed was now greater than before. Kranos noticed this fact with narrowed eyes. The next mont, his figure also faded similarly, though there was a faint tremor beneath his feet as he launched himself forward.
Unfortunately, Kranos’s speed was not the sa as Luka’s. Although they were roughly at the sa level of comprehension in the movent technique, because of his lower cultivation, he was far slower. But he wasn’t left too far behind either.
He gritted his teeth and pressed forward, weaving through blasts of aura and wind pressure from nearby cultivators also racing toward the relic.
Kevin decided not to head directly into the dangerous battle. Instead, he kept his distance as he took out the divine bow from his storage.
The bow glead with a celestial light, and in the next mont, it emitted a strange sizzling aura.
As Kevin drew back the string, a mysterious arrow appeared, glowing faintly with ancient runes etched along its length.
"Sister, if you need any help, just indicate," he muttered, squinting his eyes as he spoke to Kathryn through their soul connection.
anwhile, using her terrifying spell, mana surged through Kathryn’s verdant immortal vein, and in the next mont, her figure faded completely, joining Kranos and the others.
Aurora had already long followed Kranos, keeping pace with him so he wouldn’t slip out of her sight. Her silver cloak fluttered wildly behind her, her eyes fixed on his back with an unreadable glint.
Kranos furrowed his brow, glancing to the side. He didn’t like the lady following him, but there was nothing he could do.
Despite trying to outrun her countless tis, she always managed to easily keep up with his speed.
Her movent technique was fluid, almost playful, and seed to ignore the normal rules of space.
Are you really in the Dao Palace Realm? Kranos was slightly furious at the thought.
However, he was still unwilling to use his ti ability for now. If he did, he would be revealing one of his trump cards.
In a blink, all four of them reached the terrifying battle.
Glancing at the relic, Kathryn shook her head. It wasn’t yet the soul relic that could cure Kranos, so the battle this ti didn’t need to be as intense. It was powerful, yes, but not worth anyone dying over.
Her thoughts moved rapidly, and she quickly inford Kevin and Kranos.
"Quick. While I send out an attack, swoop in and take the relic. It doesn’t matter who ends up with it. We will definitely get a relic for everyone, so there’s no need to fight among ourselves."
Kathryn’s voice appeared in the minds of Kranos and Kevin, and they both nodded at the thought, increasing their speed slightly.
Ahead of them were three young n who were in the God Incarnate Realm. However, they had been surrounded by different creatures and hostile cultivators. Their faces were pale, and blood stained their robes.
One of the young n trembled fiercely as he unleashed a torrent of crimson flas from his hand, aiming it toward a cultivator in front of him.
The flas scread through the air like a tide of burning serpents, but the enemy simply dodged with a sneer.
"Young kid, hand over the relic if you want to leave this place safely!" a man from the crowd of cultivators shouted fiercely. His voice reverberated across the battlefield like thunder.
At the sa ti, the man clenched his fist and the ground cracked apart, a web of destruction spreading rapidly beneath the young man. The earth threatened to swallow him whole.
Fortunately, because the young man was in the God Incarnate Realm, he could fly. He wasn’t restricted by the terrain, and his body slowly levitated above the collapsing ground.
Hovering slightly above the air, the man’s expression twisted grotesquely and he said maliciously, "Don’t force my hand. If I unleash my domain, I will definitely be able to take a few of you with !"
At the ntion of a domain, those below the Monarch Realm instinctively took a step back. They knew only those who had stepped into the God Realm and above could condense a domain.
"Don’t force to use a fierce counterattack," the man gritted his teeth as he spoke, his hand trembling with restrained fury. So cultivators began to hesitate. To step into the God Incarnate Realm ant to condense a half-world, evolving their domain to a new level.
If that was true, then the attack he ntioned would definitely be sothing dangerous. But not everyone was intimidated.
Others, confident in their own strength, didn’t care about the man’s words in the slightest. Most of them were the top geniuses of the immortal worlds in the surroundings. They wouldn’t back down so easily.
They moved without hesitation. In the next instant, they appeared in front of the young man. One of them, a tall figure with purple bronze skin, reached out to grab the treasure.
Seeing this, the man with the treasure sneered. His eyes flashed with a sharp glint.
In an instant, a suffocating pressure was released from his body, and the heat in the air spiked sharply.
A wave of incinerating heat erged from thin air, along with a raging tide of flas.
The flas surged toward the purple bronze-skinned man like a dragon made of fire. Yet the man didn’t seem to care. His speed didn’t decrease in the slightest.
Everyone was stunned. The fire brushed against his skin, yet he wasn’t hard in the slightest. The attack had seemingly no effect.
The purple bronze-skinned man grinned wildly. At that mont, his speed reached an unprecedented level. The relic was snatched without resistance and gripped tightly in his palm.
The young man who originally held the treasure wasn’t willing to give up. Not hesitating at all, he compressed his domain into a single destructive strike.
A blazing sphere of condensed world force ford above his palm and shot toward the thief with ferocious intensity. This was a technique that could kill even soone at the God Realm.
However, the purple bronze-skinned man didn’t flinch. Clenching his left hand, which wasn’t holding anything, he punched forward with his full might.
A slight collapse in space appeared around his arm. Under the crushing weight of his punch, the young man’s domain trembled violently, then shattered completely.
The domain barely lasted more than a few seconds before the young man coughed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide in shock.
The purple bronze man didn’t stop. He followed up with another brutal punch, this ti slamming it directly into the chest of the wounded youth.
Bones cracked, organs collapsed, and blood sprayed like a fountain. In the next mont, the young man’s body was crushed into pulp.
Seeing this scene, everyone felt a chill creep into their hearts. A cold silence descended as even the boldest among them hesitated. The fear they felt for the purple bronze man was barely suppressed.
Glancing at him deeply, they internally debated whether or not to attack him. Just then, a sharp whooshing sound pierced the air.
All anyone could see was a streak of light flashing close to the purple bronze man. In an instant, the relic in his hand vanished.
"Courting death!" the man bellowed in rage. Imdiately, his suppressed pressure at the peak of the God Incarnate Realm exploded forth.
But Luka didn’t even turn to glance at the man. He only grinned with a smirk as he fled at breakneck speed, clearly unwilling to engage in battle.
His speed increased dramatically, and the next mont his figure split into seven distinct forms. Each one looked identical to the real him.
The man frowned and glanced at the ’Luka’ closest to him. Taking a deep breath, he punched out with full power.
Instantly, space collapsed and a large fist imprint appeared in the sky. The heavens seed to ripple as though a chunk of the sky itself had fallen toward Luka.
In a blink, the ’Luka’ was crushed to dust. It had been one of the afterimages.
Kathryn, who was not too far away, also noticed the attack. Her thoughts moved as she recalled sothing from her past.
So he is that guy, huh? How ingenious. Integrating one’s domain into a fist technique to make it a large-range attack.
She praised the young man in her heart, after all, she had heard about him before.
The purple bronze man saw that the other six figures were still fleeing. Realizing he had struck the wrong one, his expression darkened. He didn’t hesitate and imdiately punched out six more tis in succession.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Each of the six fist attacks thundered forward, targeting Luka’s remaining afterimages, aiming to obliterate them completely.
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