Apotheosis

Back in Stage Four of the Other Shore, Zen destroyed the Bearing race's temple all on his own.

That time though, his physical body held a bit of an edge against everyone since his enemies were all Souls of Light that had limited strength to fight back.

However, this was Stage Thirty of the Other Shore.

Even the Other Shore creatures here held considerable power.

Moreover, after upgrading to Holy Souls, these Souls of Light considerably increased their strength to the point that they could now contend with a physical body.

Zen's form on top of the ice wall immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Nobody ever dared to act like this in the ice city! Zen was asking for trouble.

"Where did this reckless human brat come from?"

Not far away was a platform where numerous burly creatures, covered in silver scales and with huge heads of golden hair, stood.

They were members of the Scale Lion race which used to be the ruling civilization during the 337th chaos.

This race had a good relationship with the Element Spirit Civilization and paid direct allegiance with them after entering the Other Shore. They were extremely loyal among all of the Other Shore civilizations.

Their hostility towards Zen was natural after the man made his invasion known.

"Howl!"

Accompanied by a burst of primitive roars, the members of the Scale Lion race suddenly jumped together and began to scale the ice wall, headed straight towards Zen!

One thing about the Scale Lion race was that they did not rely on their theurgy to fight and instead cultivated a special fighting instinct that helped them deal fatal blows upon their opponents. They were mean fighting machines who knew how to strike and defend effectively.

If an opponent was on par to their strength, then the Scale Lion race would be invincible. However, if the opponent was stronger, the increase of the Scale Lion race's strength would be limited.

Zen's physical body was already at maximum power courtesy of the Body-strengthening Jades, and add to that the support of the Chaotic Source Spirits.

There was no need to take these approaching creatures seriously given his current strength. The only ones he had to watch

ak into the ice city, you're as good as dead. The Element Spirit race will be very happy if I hand you over to them," Reed continued, stretching out a hand to lift Zen up.

However, the moment Zen got to his feet, the strokes that restrained him suddenly broke free.

Reed's eyes widened in horror as he immediately let go of Zen and took a few steps back.

"How is that possible!"

Bang!

There was no time to ponder over that, as Zen instantly threw him a punch square on the face.

Though it had been a long time since he reached the Holy Soul Realm and the stability of his soul was comparable to that of a physical body, Reed still suffered greatly from the man's attack.

As his soul was smashed into the air, he found it best to retreat from the Other Shore.

Puff!

Somewhere in the Source World was a palace and in this palace sat the old man, Reed. The moment he opened his eyes, he spat out a mouthful of blood and suddenly fainted!

He did not know that in the eyes of the Primeval Lord of Heaven, his unique sealing theurgy was a mere party trick.

When he sealed Zen, the Primeval Lord of Heaven made quick work of negating the magic and reminded the man to launch a surprise attack once Reed approached.

Zen shook his head. "This Holy Soul really is so strong. This is indeed unexpected."

He thought his punch would've been enough to smash Reed's Holy Soul to ashes, but the strength of the old man's soul exceeded his expectations.