Apotheosis

A look of despair appeared on Seamus' face when he saw that Zen was unharmed. Seamus couldn't believe that after he had unleashed an all-out strike, he didn't cause even a little damage to Zen.

Zen released a small portion of his strength, staring coldly at Seamus as he prepared to crush his soul. But Efrain suddenly shouted, "Don't kill him!"

Seamus had started this entire incident because he wanted to get revenge on Milo who injured his younger brother.

However, it was obvious the people of the Bearing race had used that as an excuse to attack and kill as many Oneness Sky Palace disciples as they could.

This event would leave a lasting impact. It would cause a dispute between the Oneness Sky Palace and the Bearing race that would linger for a long time. But Efrain realized that as long as Seamus was alive, they could use him to gather evidence against the Bearing race.

At Efrain's words, Zen paused, halting his attack.

To Zen's astonishment, at the precise moment that he stopped his strike, Seamus' Soul of Light began twisting and contorting. Seamus let out a series of strange, piteous screams.

There was an awful ripping sound.

Seamus' Soul of Light was torn into pieces in front of Zen.

Zen was dumbfounded. "I didn't kill him!"

Efrain frowned. "He was killed. Someone else killed him."

As they entered the Other Shore with their Souls of Light, their bodies still remained somewhere in the Source World. Efrain was suggesting that someone near Seamus' body in the Source World had been responsible for his death.

The failure of their trick had brought many members of the Bearing race back to the Source World. Now that Seamus was unable to go back, there must be something wrong with him.

Some powerful warriors could know from the souls of their juniors what happened in the Other Shore. When some masters of the Bearing race found that Seamus had been captured, they killed him immediately.

"Damn it," swore Zen, gritting his teeth.

"Wait, why does your voice sound familiar?" Efrain asked, glancing at Zen in confusion.

Except for Dorothy, the others didn't know Zen's real identity. He had consciously lowered his voice so they wouldn't recognize him.

But in the heat of the moment, Zen had forgotten to alter his voice, so he caught Efrain's attention.

Fortunately, Efrain was not expecting Zen to be here. Zen cleared his throat and lowered his voice again, ignoring Efrain's question. "I just didn't expect the Bearing race to be so decisive."

Cupping his hands toward Zen, E

t had been sent back was discouraging.

Some who replied were evasive and dishonest. Some outright ignored them. There were even a few who accused the masters of allowing their disciple to hurt the people of the Bearing race.

All this filled the masters of the seven mountains with righteous indignation. Some of the masters, including Yasamin, were furious enough to suggest directly confronting the Bearing race. Yasamin was indignant because her beloved granddaughter was involved in the conflict.

They were discussing countermeasures when a new report arrived.

"Report! According to the message from disciples in the temple, most of the elite disciples of our palace have managed to get to safety!"

This news was quite welcome. The masters were initially surprised, then their shock gave way to joy.

The information they had previously collected had seemed to suggest that their elites probably wouldn't be able to survive. The risk of this terrible outcome had prompted them to beg for a pardon for their elites from the Bearing race.

"It seems that the Bearing race has given in."

"Good news."

"We must verify that they are truly safe as soon as possible."

As they celebrated, another news arrived. This time, the report came from the Bearing race.

"Report! Message from the Bearing race!"

"What is it?"' asked the head of the Golden Mountain quickly. "Tell us the news."

The man reporting the news replied, "They beg us to pardon them. They want us to stop tearing down their temple."

The mountain heads and the warriors who were present looked at each other in confusion, unsure as to what this was about. Who was destroying the temple of the Bearing race?