Consuming Earths, Devouring Skies Chapter 351
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Across the Dusk Zone, a ray of light that contrasted sharply with the surrounding darkness blazed through the skies fearlessly. Now that he's reached his current level, he didn't fear anyone outright. In truth, he was hoping to attract some Yaoguai and obtain their Heaven Hearts for his own uses. The quickest way to increase his strength was to develop his Ninth-Floor and reach the peak of the Heavenly Genesis Realm.
If he reached that, he wouldn't even fear Heavenly Creation Realm experts. At least, he felt confident in his ability to retreat freely. If he used the Death Star, he might also be able to claim their lives. However, getting into fights and delaying his true purpose wasn't his exact goal. From day one, he's been focused on finding the Compass of Ezekiel's and hopefully finding a way to Hell.
As he thought of this, his fists clenched and the ray of light exploded with even more brilliance. Its speed increased severalfold.
Behind Yan Zaizen's tail of light was a grey light that seemed to exist in and out of time. In one moment, it looked like, at its speed, it could be a few minutes away from you, and then within a few seconds, it was already in front of you. In the next second, it didn't even seem to have been real. It was such an odd sensation of acceleration that being dizzy from its sight would be an understatement.
Unlike the ray of white light, the grey light was far less noticeable. It contained a subtle feeling.
Within this grey light, Yri could be seen shuffling her feet forwards and backwards in an odd rhythm, her bottom lip adhered to her upper teeth, and her eyes filled with anxiety. She was mumbling through her lip and teeth, "What do I do...he wasn't supposed to be this strong! Not this strong!! Strong!!!" Her earlier coquettish behavior was nowhere to be seen as a light filled with obsession, and some insanity surfaced in her eyes.
When she had last 'seen' Yan Zaizen, he was nothing but a Second-Floor Heavenly Genesis Realm cultivator. To her, that was beyond lowly and easy to overcome. However, in what amounted to a short period of time, he had grown from the Second to the Eighth-Floor with the ability to create a Death Star. That was something that could even kill the very concept of time and space!
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As a Ninth Phase Celestial Monarch, it was far beyond her abilities to deal with. Even if she exceeded her current cultivation, it would be implausible to expect that she could overcome such an unnatural force with just her law of time.
She bit into her lip harder, a small stream of crimson-gold liquid appearing on the side, but she didn't seem to notice. Instead, her eyes revealed an even more anxious appearance.
She could only follow Yan Zaizen a distance behind, attempting to think of a plan of action!
Yan Zaizen shifted his eyes slightly, "She's following me…Now that I think about it, she seems overly concerned about my life or death." Her current actions and previous mood weighed very little in Yan Zaizen's. He had no fear of her, and he didn't feel any danger from her like before. His instincts were telling him that she was harmless, but also slightly worrisome to handle. Therefore, he decided to directly ignore her and push onwards.
"Hm?" Yan Zaizen's eyebrows twitched, his gaze looked northwest. A gleam appeared within his eyes. This gleam was bright but contained a hint of maliciousness within. A dark sneer surfaced, and his speed and direction changed, soaring towards the northwest.
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A skyship flew not too far from Yan Zaizen's current location. This skyship was medium-sized, capable of fitting a few people, and only a few people stood within it. At the helm was a middle-aged male. This male had a slim physique, feline ears, and sharp eyes. He seemed to emanate a strong air of calmness, but also a feral aura. It would force anyone to give this man a second look.
This also included his cultivation base. His heavenly aura fluctuated softly within the air, revealing his abilities to be at the Fourth-Floor of the Heavenly Genesis Realm. This realm was not to be looked down upon, as it indicated a talent and strength many could only wish for.
Behind this man was a group of members who possessed similar features, a total of three males and two females. Out of the three males, one was at the First-Floor, and the other two were at the Third-Floor. The First-Floor male looked like a youth amidst these older men. However, he held a distinct pride within his gaze that was unmistakable, indicating his importance and status amongst them.
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The two women were also of the same race, possessing slim bodies and feline ears. One was short and young while the other held a more mature aura and look about her, her bust being abundant and her cleavage, which was proudly displayed, being rather deep in her robe.
If Yan Zaizen were here, he'd be shocked but incredibly excited! The shorter one was Esi![1] This was Eshe's sister and the one who gave him information when he first arrived in this land. She was also complicit in the scheme to use him as bait due to his ignorance.
If it weren't for his illusion laws, he would've been held off with only his Fiendgod cultivation base to fight a stronger enemy with a higher realm. If that happened, who knew if he could handle it or escape uninjured. Therefore, he held a rather deep grudge against this woman.
The older, more mature woman had an anxious light within her pupil-less eyes. "Esi, my dear, are you certain your sister is still alive? It's been years..." This woman was Esi and Eshe's birth mother.
"Yes, mother." Esi was rather respectful, but her eyes contained a similar anxiousness within them. However, whenever she'd look at the back of the man who steered the ship, her heart would experience a slight calm.
The young man beside her walked forward, placing his hand upon Esi's mother's slightly trembling shoulder. An enigmatic smile emerged as he spoke with confidence, "It'll be fine, Esther." His words seemed to want to instill confidence, hoping to assuage Esther's worries, but her body trembled a little bit more when his hand made contact with her shoulder. A trace of discomfort emerged in her eyes, and even a little disgust. However, she swiftly concealed with and sweetly smiled.
"Yes."
Esi's gaze shifted, turning fierce as if someone had stepped on her tail when she saw the close, inappropriate contact the young man had with her mother. She looked towards the figure ahead, once more seeking calm in the back figure of the middle-aged man. Only then was she able to ease her fierce expression and return to a steady calm.
The two other males seemed to be silent, as if they had not seen or heard anything. In truth, they were like statues, silently lingering about the young man like guardians.
Abruptly, the middle-aged man's aura started to elevate in intensity. Originally, he was like a silent and quiet ocean, but now he was like rumbling waves that could turn into a full-blown storm. His heavenly might surged outwards causing the skyship to rock to and fro.
The others were caught off-guard, but the two guardians positioned themselves beside the young man, their heavenly energy flowing outwards to form a double-layered protective ward that shielded them all. Esi and Esther had shocked expressions, but the barrier prevented them from being overly affected by the heavenly might.
"Uncle, what's wrong?!" Esi cried.
"..." The middle-aged man didn't speak. His eyes gazed towards the southwest. He pulled out an object that looked like a three-dimensional pentagonal crystal, but one of its edges looked sheared off removing its perfection. The crystal glowed bright, and light pointed towards the southwest.
"She's coming!" The Uncle's grating voice was rough and uncomfortable to listen to. Yet, this unpleasant voice caused all of the eyes of those onboard to brighten a noticeable degree.
"She's coming?"
They looked towards the southwest to see a fast approaching comet of light. It was a stark difference from the gloomy and dark skies of the Dusk Zone.
"What's that?" The young man had an awed appearance as he saw the bright streak of light approach. His eyes couldn't leave it, as if it was attracting his soul. However, before they could even speak another word, a voice that was imposing as the heavens spoke in excitement.
"I've found you!!"
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