"Is that all, Yan?" Kayden taunted as if he were completely at ease with the fight—because he was.
The energy ball exploded directly over Kayden, but the young man tore half of the space with a frightening amount of mana, throwing most of the impact inside. Without that, the surrounding thousand kilometers would likely have been wiped clean of all life and structures. The divine water exploded in smoke that destroyed everything it touched.
The strikes continued. Kayden fought using raw mana—nothing else—yet it was the peak of perfection. It appeared simple to others, yet at the same time, it was profoundly complex. The perfection of his attacks made them easy to visualize and understand, but impossible to grasp truly.
The mages began clearing out of the area, fleeing for their lives as even the weaker Seventh Realm mages moved away. Kayden manipulated mana and the surrounding space at an incomprehensible level. It seemed like the universe itself was executing his actions—no delays, no strain, and that was the simple truth.
The divine water started filling kilometers of space, rising until it threatened to bury everything in the water. Within a few minutes, they were floating above a sea of golden water with no end in sight. All that water surged toward Kayden, like a giant devouring a man. Kayden, who wasn’t even two meters tall, stood against a sea spanning dozens of kilometers. Yan was now using his ultimate technique.
The Seventh Realm mage was utterly focused, his mind clearer than ever. He wasn’t just any mage; he was an authentic Eight-Rays mage, a unique creation. His final attack consisted of suppressing his opponents with his divine water. It was formed from an extraordinarily strong and unique substance with no precedents, making it deadly.
"Finally," Kayden felt the old rush of adrenaline from having his life on the line. It had been so long that he had almost forgotten how good it truly felt. He focused inward for a moment and drew his movements directly from his soul. At that moment, Kayden wasn’t using his mind—it was his soul traveling through every inch of his spiritual sense.
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Kayden’s soul, which had been concentrated within his body, dispersed across hundreds of kilometers, converting everything into mana. Absolutely everything was transformed, even space itself crumbled into nothingness.
If it had been the past, the void would be merging with the world, but after Father’s actions, the universe had developed a second layer before the void could be accessed, one that restored all damage inflicted.
A portion of the world simply disappeared, and Kayden was left with an amount of mana no mortal should have been able to control. His soul reformed, along with all the mana. The amount was so vast that it appeared as if a blue block, spanning dozens of kilometers, materialized in the sky out of nowhere. As soon as Kayden’s soul reformed, it immediately separated again and enveloped the mana.
The sea of golden water had already dissolved into mana. It was strong, but not strong enough to face a soul directly. Kayden’s soul concentrated again, and all that mana became a single aura slash.
BOOOOOM!
An aura slash descended on Yan. The young man didn’t even have time to react; he couldn’t even blink before he ceased to exist. The slash should have split him in two, but it was so immense that it crushed him into pure mana, killing him instantly.
The sound of the explosion came from the world being sliced with a cut more than 1,000 kilometers long and nearly 3,000 kilometers deep. Kayden had practically created and shaped a new space within the world.
His attack caused thousands of deaths, wiped cities off the map, and created an unprecedented abyss. Some seas began to pour into it, vanishing into the darkness.
Pooft! Pooft! Pooft!
The former emperor collapsed, along with all the other Seventh Realm mages who had witnessed the victory. The shock was total. This wasn’t something mortals should be able to do, at least not in that realm.
Kayden had shattered an entire part of the world while in the Fourth Realm. His power was already considered unprecedented, but now? What the hell had that been? If all the Seventh Realm mages had joined forces in this attack…
They’d all probably be dead by now. None of them, not even for a second, believed they could have faced—or defended against—an attack of that magnitude.
Silence dominated the scene. They didn’t even know what to say. There were no words to describe the situation. Kayden remained floating in the sky in silence, recovering from the attack. His soul trembled as though it might break, and an infernal pain had assaulted his body. He knew he had overdone it, but it had been beautiful—the greatest power he had ever used in his life.
The pain was masked by the intoxicating thrill of power, but that sensation only lasted for a few seconds. He collected himself. He had overexerted himself and needed to rest his soul. That meant no more fighting for a while.
"Do you wish to continue?" Kayden looked at the Seventh Realm mages and spoke without emotion. He knew he had already won the battle of their minds before even asking.
There was no response. None of them could even reply without violent fear coursing through their bodies. Even the former emperor kept his mouth shut as if he were no one.
"I want my city rebuilt in one week. Not just that—everything around it must have trees planted, new grass, and the population restored to how it was before," Kayden gave a ridiculously short deadline.
"Sir… I mean, God Kayden," the former emperor used a title more fitting for the current situation. "That time frame is impossible…" Kayden interrupted him without a trace of emotion.
"Put all the wizards in the seventh kingdom to work on this," Kayden demoted them to mere carpentry and construction wizards, "I don’t care or I’ll kill every single one of you in the next few hours."