Apotheosis

The stone statue's right hand was so frighteningly powerful that the space in front of Zen bent out of shape.

"Bang!" Zen was knocked back for dozens of feet from the massive force.

Splash!

It looked as though he was wiping the ground with his entire body as he continued to be swept away from the impact, leaving a ditch in front of him before he finally crashed into a huge building.

The building was called the Sword Bearing Hall. It was a dwelling built explicitly for the direct descendants of the Phoenix Palace to cultivate sword skills.

The unfortunate events caused an imperfection in the form of a large hole on the wall of the Sword Bearing Hall!

"What just happened?"

"Who dares to fight in the Heavenly Cultivation Palace?"

"I think it's Elvinia."

Apparently, the commotion happening outside had distracted the direct descendants from practicing in the Heavenly Cultivation Palace.

Most of them paused their practice to come out and make sense of what they just heard. As a result, their jaws dropped to the floor when their eyes fell on the broken wall, and the tiles piled up on the ground.

Elvinia scoffed at the ruins and rolled her eyes indifferently. She had full faith Zen wouldn't get back up from that attack. If anything, she thought he was dead.

Not wanting to say a word till she saw it for herself, Lady Flamine remained quiet and kept her gaze fixed at the ruins. A few seconds after, she noticed something that made her gasp.

"Boom!"

Minor turbulence could be seen coming from the pile of tiles as they shook noticeably. A huge boulder about ten feet wide was flipped over by a black hand as a black figure emerged from the ruins.

Curious at the sudden appearance of a man cloaked with black substance around his body, Elvinia squinted her eyes to focus on his direction. She was shocked to see it was Zen, who now wiped the debris off his shoulders and cracked his knuckles as if unfazed by her move.

The Other Shore Token she possessed was called the Warrior of the Stone Hill.

The Stone Hill race had deep ancient roots.

Similar to the legendary "Stone God," they would grow in the form of rocks. When they'd reach the age they matured in, they would emerge from the rocks.

The strong warriors from that race were called the Warriors of the Stone Hill.

In search of this Other Shore Token, the Oneness Sky Palace had dug out an entire mountain in Stage Thirteen. It took them several decades to do so.

It was a descending type of Other Shore Token, which was extremely powerful because it had the potential to evolve further. The "Warrior of the Stone Hill" could further upgrade itself to the "Saint of the Stone Hill." The day it happened, the power of it would multiply by dozens!

To attain that ascension in power, Elvinia had to get to the Stone Hill Temple on Stage Twenty-two. However, she

ound.

These direct descendants from the Oneness Mountain received a better education than the ordinary people, and they had had their fair share of experiences. However, nothing compared to what they were observing just now.

Was that body covered in black substance still human?

Elvinia kept at her attempts on retreating, but Zen was faster.

He finally caught up to her and managed to pass through the sword curtain!

With a determined look on her face, she raised her right hand. As if to mimic her gestures, the Warrior of the Stone Hill raised its right hand as well and aimed for Zen.

Even if Zen was resilient enough to withstand the sword curtain, Elvinia was sure he couldn't survive the Warrior of the Stone Hill!

"Phew!"

With quick action, the Warrior of the Stone Hill launched its attack on Zen with its right hand. It wanted to smash Zen like a bothersome insect.

The strength held by the enormous palm apparently reached a specific limit. Anything that came under it would be reduced to little silver dust.

"Look at that! It's unbelievable!"

At the sight of the large palm, Zen prepared himself. He tightened his jaw and twisted his face while he drew massive power from his Strength God Totem.

"What is he doing?"

"The power of the Warrior of the Stone Hill reaches the limit of the Lust World! He doesn't stand a chance!"

"The ultimate force should exceed 1, 000 divine megatons! This is suicide! Is he going to get smashed under it?"

The direct descendants of the Phoenix Palace shared pitiful looks as they found out that Zen refused to move from his spot and wanted to take the Warrior of the Stone Hill head-on. To them, he was already a dead man.

Zen stood straight as he composed himself. The Other Shore Power he had gathered from the Strength God Totem was ready. With a determined look on his face, he dashed to hit the gigantic palm falling down on him.