The wings of the arkmenian continuously twitched as a huge wave of Qi began radiating from his body; the next second, his wings spread wide open as they spread ten feet each. The overbearing pressure released by the Arkmenian caused the surrounding space to shatter continuously, leaving a huge hole in the void and even causing an enormous earthquake down the earth. Such was the power of a Saint Ancestor realm Arkmenian.
Almost every cultivator was pinned down in the coliseum due to the pressure being released by Amkron. A few standing cultivators were the auction lady, Lian Zu's group, whom the 'Soul Devouring Blade was protecting,' and some prominent powerhouses that attended the auction using Heaven-graded artifacts to protect themselves.
As for chamber 4, safety wasn't even a question, as that's where the Omni Queens, Raleigh, and Fairy Marine occupied. Them being affected shouldn't even be a thought. Fairy Marine protected the auction lady as the pressure from the Arkmenian would have instantly killed her. Raleigh stood behind Patrick's throne with a respectful demeanor, shut eyes, and hands behind his waist.
The three Omni Queens, Athena, Anna, and Thalia, all sat relaxed as they couldn't care less about the occurring events. Athena sat crossed-legged, palms on her thighs, with closed eyes. Anna, with her mini-self, and Thalia casually constructed a planet as they physically arranged the mountains and terrains, making the hovering planet resemble a utopia.
In the sky, the Arkmenian, Amkron, hovered slightly below Patrick as thick Qi emanated from his body; his wings, which were coated with the thick energy, steadily flapped in unison as they contributed to his arrogant and domineering appearance. His eyes were now red-shaded as he stared up at Patrick with an evil and psychotic grin as if aiming to tear Patrick into shreds.
But noticing Patrick's impassive face, Amkron had a sudden shift in his expression as it went from a psychopathic grin to a doubtful frown.
'...? Why is he not reacting? I'm currently using my 'Fear Inducement Dao,' but he isn't showing any expression of acknowledging my power. And judging from the fact that he knew about the Grand Elders' plan, I must assume he relates to some powerful Saint Ancestor master or a grand powerhouse. It doesn't matter, I will report that to the grand elders later, but first, I will have my fun.'
Amkron thought. At the end of the sentence, he steadily stretched open his right fingers as the golden spear slowly materialized on it again; but before the spear could completely form on Amkron's hand, the Bored Immortal and the Jian Saint Ancestors all appeared as they surrounded him. The Bored Immortal gripped Amkron's right hand as he interrupted the spear from fully forming in his hand; with a serious face, the Bored Immortal spoke.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Seeing the Bored Immortal gripping his arm, Amkron angrily expressed as he stared at the Saint Ancestors surrounding him. He spoke with a threatening tone.
"I assume meddling and protecting the enemy means you are siding with him, correct? This action will bring greater consequences, Overlord of the West."
"Ha! protecting the enemy? Funny, I'm trying to prevent a one-sided massacre that will turn into an all-out war. Since not even a thousand of you can hold a candle to his feet, it will be better if that spear doesn't fully materialize. And secondly, when did a mere servant of the Immortal Gate have the courage to address an Overlord with such threatening words?"
The Bored Immortal spoke the last part of his sentence as he expressed dissatisfyingly. Pressure descended from the Bored Immortal and on the Arkmenian as he felt his body completely be squashed from the insides. But before Amkron could even adjust to the squashing sensation.
PUNCH!
A punch sound echoed as Amkron got sent flying in the distance. Amkron's body continued for miles, his body continuously breaking the space barrier as it vanished from sight.
"You scheme against our Ancient Jian family; came with the pretext of assisting when your goal was to eradicate us, and you even dare ignore our presence!? A mere and pathetic servant like you!? Such disrespect won't go unpunished!."
One of the Jian Saint Ancestors punched Amkron, sending him flying away. He then furiously spoke with clenched fists as he murderously stared at the sent-away Amkron. With a blink, he vanished as he chased after Amkron, leaving the Bored Immortal and his fellow Jian Ancestors behind. All these events happened in a minute and forty-five seconds.
Shoosh! Shoosh! Shoosh!
Suddenly, multiple wing-flapping sounds echoed as ninety-nine silver-armored Arkmenians appeared, surrounding Patrick, the Bored Immortal, and the four Jian family Saint Ancestors. They all aimed their long silver spears at the group of six while murderously staring at them with cold faces. One of the silver-armored Arkmenians strode forward as he spoke with a respectful face towards the Bored Immortal.
"Overlord of the West, since the Central Continent isn't within your jurisdictions, I respectfully request you don't interfere with the affairs of the Grand Elders. Our orders or actions are none of your concern; any interference will be seen as an obstruction of the Grand Elders' authorities."
Hearing the 8 feet tall Arkmenian, the 5' 10" grey-haired Bored Immortal spoke with a threatening tone as his body exploded with rigorous and overbearing pressure.
"And what if I interfere!?"
"Then we will have no choice-
EXPLODE!
Before the Arkmenian could even finish his sentence, the Bored Immortal clenched his left fist as the Arkmenian exploded, his body parts scattering in the surroundings. Staring at the other Arkmenians, who didn't have the slightest change in expression despite witnessing the explosion of their comrade, the Bored Immortal spoke with a provocative grin.
"I'm I also an enemy now?"
Hearing the Bored Immortal, the remaining Arkmenians, without the slightest hesitation, darted at the Bored Immortal and the remaining four Jian Saint Ancestors as their flashing speeds left the surrounding space tearing.
The next moment, a battle broke out as ninety-eight tall and silver-armored Arkmenians clashed with the Bored Immortal and the Jian Ancestors. For some reason, they didn't approach Patrick, who was still hovering above everyone with an impassive gaze.
Patrick witnessed everything as he abstained from interfering. He watched as the Bored Immortal and the Jian Ancestors fought the bunch of Arkmenians. Groups of Arkmenians bunched on the Bored Immortal as they tried to suppress him with numbers, but the Overlord of the West didn't allow the slightest disrespect. He easily and ruthlessly used green-colored essences to eliminate the Arkmenians in groups.
Patrick turned to the Jian Ancestors and saw the four Saint Ancestors killing the swarming winged Arkmenians, except they weren't easily killing them like the Bored Immortal. Sword energy permeated the scene as the four Jian Ancestors used their respective Daos to annihilate their enemies.
Soon after, the ninety-eight Arkmenians were annihilated as only the Bored Immortal and the Jian Ancestors remained in the air. One of the Jian Ancestors had a shredded left arm, while another bleed from twenty spears implanted in his back. The other two Jian Ancestors weren't looking better either. Only the Bored Immortal was fine since he obtained no injuries; only blood stains could be seen on his white robe. All this happened in fifteen seconds.
"It seems while you are trying to prevent the eradication of the Immortal Realm, others fail to acknowledge it. But let me repeat myself, don't get in my way again. I care less about your goal of saving your Immortal Realm."
Suddenly, Patrick's voice sounded above as the Saint Ancestors, including the Bored Immortal, as they looked up. They watched as Patrick slowly drifted forwards above them and stopped in the direction of where the Jian Ancestor and Amkron flew.
The Bored Immortal, grouped with the Jian family Saint Ancestors, assumed sweaty and panicked faces as they listened to Patrick's words. They understood that by Patrick saying that, they won't be able to prevent anything anymore. The Bored Immortal and the Jian family Saint Ancestors had originally intended to handle the Arkmenians themselves as it would prevent a clash with them and this unknown man, whose strength is far beyond their comprehension.
But now that this unknown being was personally taking matters into his hands, they knew where today's event would lead: an all-out war with the Immortal Gate, the Ancient families, and possibly the Overlords. And if any of these leagues of power were to be destroyed, it would leave the Immortal Realm in a vulnerable and broken state. They then won't be able to defend against the Desolate Realm reopening, which isn't far.
These thoughts raced through the minds of the Bored Immortal and the Jian Ancestors as they felt completely powerless even to refute a word this being said.
Patrick stared far in the distance as he watched the fight between the Jian Ancestor and Amkron.
At this point, the Jian Ancestor was losing miserably to Amkron as his sword Laws, and Daos were either dodged, countered, or blocked by Amkron with his long wings. Amkron then proceeded to tear apart the Jian Ancestor with his bare hands as he gripped the Ancestor's heart in his right hand, which was now covered in thick blood. With a blink, Amkron appeared before the Bored Immortal and the Saint Ancestors while holding the beating heart of their comrade.
Seeing this, the four Jian Ancestors furiously expressed as their bodies exploded with gold energies. They knew that their brother had died this time since their 'Instant Reincarnation Dao' would take a decade to reset. But before they could act, the Bored Immortal sent them a bellowing telepathic message.
'Stop before you lose your entire family!'
The Arkmenian, Amkron floated before the furious Jian Ancestors as he threw away their brother's heart; he then condescendingly spoke.
"If he represents your family's strength, then perhaps you should be unfit to carry the title of the third most powerful Ancient family—what a disappointing experience. I will leave you guys later since this man is more interesting."
Shifting his gaze to Patrick, Amkron steadily rose to Patrick's level as he spoke.
"You must have some really powerful connections to know of the Grand Elders' plans, perhaps a hidden disciple of some Saint Ancestor. But that changes nothing; you said earlier that if I formed my spear, I wouldn't be alive to wield it, right? Then let's see how true your words are, shall we!?"
Amkron finished speaking as he blatantly and provocatively stretched out his right arm as if showing Patrick what he was doing. He held a disrespectful smirk on his face as he stared at Patrick. The spear slowly began forming in Amkron's hands as he maintained his smirk. The spear formed until it reached the tip, but as soon as it was about to materialize completely, Amkron expressed a shocking countenance as he stared at Patrick. He then watched as Patrick spoke in Arkmenian.
"Let me ask you a question. What is your existence multiplied by Zero?"
Before Amkron could even express his bafflement, a multiplication sign and a zero materialized next to him as an equal sign followed. Patrick then answered.
"The answer is, you don't exist anymore."
[Passive Nature: Absolute Mathematics Manipulation; The Master wields absolute ownership over all mathematical concepts; manipulate anything with any mathematical statement or concept]
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