In the Immortal Realm planet, Raleigh looked at the hundred billion-plus unconscious cultivators at the scene with an unsympathetic expression. Lady Marine was also unaffected by the Gong ancestor's Time Dao, as she was a True God being, a realm that transcends the current cultivation universe. Suddenly, Raleigh's voice sounded from behind lady Marine.
"Lady Marine, I know they exist under your jurisdiction, but may I?."
Knowing what Raleigh meant, lady Marine charmingly smiled as they replied.
"Please do; I should be grateful for Sir Osborn's benevolence."
"Please, call me Raleigh."
"... Then, I thank you, Sir Raleigh."
Raleigh then shifted his attention to the unconscious cultivators below as his system sounded.
[Skill: Soul Restoration]
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Millions of lightyears from the enormous planet, Patrick stood in the void as he faced the millions of feet long golden spirit turtle; he couldn't even be seen if compared to the massive turtle beast spirit. Both parties floated thousands of miles from each other, yet they looked so close from afar. The Gong ancestor floated with a domineering ambiance as he gazed down at Patrick.
"Quite a defensive artifact you have there; it can even withstand my Heaven Star Slash. What a shame it's wasted on a brat like you. But let's see how much it can take."
With the old man's words, the massive turtle spirit opened its mouth as yet another enormous wave of energy spiraled into a tremendous Qi ball; the Qi ball was even bigger than the turtle's head. Simultaneously, the energy ball got launched at Patrick with a mighty force. But again, Patrick remained unfazed as the incoming energy ball bombarded him; the energy cleared as, yet again, Patrick was revealed unscathed.
This time, the Gong old man couldn't keep his cool; he frowned as his face slowly changed to astonishment.
'What's going on?! How come he is completely unaffected?! Those are two of my most powerful attacks, but they didn't even damage him. Is his defense artifact so powerful that it can even block a peak-stage Saint Ancestor's attacks? Or does he also have a defensive Dao like me?'
The Gong ancestor thought in an instant. He was truly baffled about how Patrick survived two of his most powerful attacks and still went unscathed. But then Patrick spoke.
"What a pathetic excuse for an attack. Why don't we test how strong your defensive Dao is."
Patrick spoke as he casually back-waved his hand at the Gong ancestor. Seeing this, the old man was about to scoff when suddenly, he felt an unbelievable windstorm. The massive wave of windstorm reached the colossal turtle and instantly destroyed it, causing the turtle spirit to dissipate and turn into golden essence and throwing the Gong ancestor millions of lightyears into the void.
Patrick impassively watched as the dissipated spirit essence faded into the void, returning the void to the darkness it once was. He then shifted his presence and hovered where the old man would reach. Soon after, the Gong old man finally reached and heavily slammed into Patrick. He instantly splattered as his remains scattered in the void, but they began merging as they slowly formed the Gong ancestor.
The ancient Gong ancestor regenerated his body as he hovered not far from Patrick; he had completely lost his aloof and domineering attitude as he stared at Patrick with caution. His body was fully recovering. Staring at Patrick, the Gong old man questioned.
"How are you not affected by my Time Dao? That's something even the Ancient Elders of the Immortal Gate can't easily bypass. Who are you, outworlder?!"
Patrick stared at the Gong ancestor with an uninterested face; he spoke.
"Time to discipline you."
Hearing Patrick's words, the Gong ancestor's face twitched with anger as his massive body began bulging; his body increased in mass as he became five times his previous height, growing fifty feet tall. The old man towered over Patrick as his body erupted with gold energy. He then raised both hands and gripped the space with a mighty pull; the Gong ancestor pulled down as the space void torn and began falling at Patrick.
Simultaneously, the Gong ancestor launched at Patrick as he threw millions of punches at once; the countless punches caused the space to fold as they instantly reached Patrick. Patrick hovered as he casually swung his left hand, clearing the space sent at him; he then raised his pinky finger and blocked the millions of punches from the Gong ancestor. All this happened in an instant.
Despite seeing his fruitless efforts, the old man remained resilient. He flew closer to Patrick as he began a close-combat battle; Patrick smirked as the Gong old man flashed behind him, "That's my specialty." Patrick spoke as he gripped the old man's incoming right arm; he then twisted it, ripping the arm from the old man's body. But seeing the old man not crying in pain, Patrick spoke.
"Immortality Erase."
With the Gong old man's immortality erased, he became as vulnerable as a mortal; he can feel pain now and can't regenerate anymore.
Realizing his features of being a Saint Ancestor gone, the old man expressed with a terrified face as he instantly tried distancing himself from Patrick. But unfortunately for him, Patrick held his other arm as he ripped it. Argggg!! This time, the old wailed in pain as both his arms had been ripped off, and as he didn't have the feature of regenerating anymore, he couldn't recover. Blood sprayed from his sides profusely as his robe got soaked with it.
But while the old man cried in pain, Patrick sent another kick to the old man's face, sending him toward the Immortal Realm planet; simultaneously, he gripped both of the old man's legs, tearing them from his body. The old man couldn't even cry out as the pain was unbearable; he constantly spewed mouthfuls of blood as his body flew across the empty void, heading towards the Immortal Realm.
But while the Gong ancestor's unconscious body drifted through space, Patrick gripped his neck and began mercilessly punching him in the face. He sent five punches as the old man's face was pulverized to the skull, obliterating his face and only leaving a crushed skull. Patrick then held the old man as he shifted his presence to the Immortal Realm, appearing at the previous scene.
Seeing Patrick suddenly in the sky, every cultivator present, even the ones hiding in the spaces, had bulging eyes as they stared at the scene of Patrick holding the Gong ancestor by the neck; they saw the limbless ancient Gong ancestor with his smashed face. It was almost midnight, but the devastating scene of the continent melting made the night resemble day.
Patrick hovered in the sky, holding the Gong ancestor's head; he raised it in the air as he spoke to Grace.
"Grace, broadcast."
"Creating a broadcasting screen in every habitable location in the Immortal Realm. Completed."
Grace's voice sounded. Then, countless massive holographs appeared all over the Immortal Realm, even at the Immortal Gate, as they broadcasted Patrick holding the Gong ancestor's body. This scene caused fear and terror in the hearts of every cultivator and citizen in the Immortal Realm. Some cultivators focused as they saw that this terrifying silver-haired being was about to announce something.
Patrick raised the Gong ancestor's body as he spoke.
"Let it be known, as from today; there will be no more ancient families. Let this also be a warning to all of you, no matter what you do, don't get in my way, or else this will be your fate-
Patrick spoke as he set the Gong ancestor's body ablaze with a black flame, "Argg!!" The Gong ancestor roared in pain as his body and soul instantly burned, erasing him from existence forever.
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