Apotheosis

Zen walked forward and respectfully folded his hands before the human Holy Soul. "Master Pearce."

Zen couldn't clearly see the Soul of Light clearly, but it was easy to distinguish Pearce's aura. Libby also bowed to Pearce.

"There's no need for such courtesies," Pearce said, waving a hand. "You've already made it this far, so we can treat each other as equals from now on."

In the Source World, seniority was based on strength. Pearce was treating them as peers with all honesty.

The only reason he had come here was to lead Zen into Stage Thirty-two of the Other Shore.

Zen had been able to fight powerful Eternal Realm creatures like the Blood Spirit Tortoise even before reaching the Eternal Realm. If he were to become an Eternal Warrior, wouldn't his strength advance by leaps and bounds to a terrifying level?

That was why Pearce could be unbothered by the others who entered Stage Thirty-two of the Other Shore, but when Zen arrived, he had a discussion with the masters of the Oneness Sky Palace before going to personally meet him.

As the human's star ring continued to spin, the three of them turned into white light and shot towards the sky.

Buzz!

After they emerged from the star ring, Zen looked around from force of habit.

The scenery he saw in each stage of the Other Shore varied greatly and he was used to it. But what he now saw shocked him.

When Zen looked into the distance, he saw a bronze plain.

"Is this the Grand Plain Stage?" Zen asked, unable to conceal his surprise.

It was not right to call this place a 'plain'. It was simply a huge, endless bronze iron plate, with nothing on it.

"No wonder it's called the Grand Plain Stage. It's really as flat as a plain," Libby said with a smile.

Zen noticed that the star ring had disappeared and turned around to ask, "Why did the star ring disappear?"

They had just been transmitted up through the star ring of the Sanskrit Light Stage, but the star ring had disappeared the moment they arrived. This greatly confused Zen.

Pearce had expected Zen's confusion, but he was in no hurry to explain. So he merely pointed to the ground and said,

tioned.

If these creatures could really enter the painting to live in it, then everything on the painting should be moving around. But it seemed to him that the painting was a dead thing.

"The painting changes from time to time," Pearce answered before something in the distance caught his eye and his expression shifted. "Looks like the change has come. What a coincidence."

In the far distance, a white flashing light seemed to grow closer to them. It was fast and had reached the group in the blink of an eye.

After this light had blown over it, the painting on the bronze ground seemed to change.

The Cloud Pattern Horses, which had been frozen mid-run before, had now disappeared. The Corrosive Calamity Crabs had gathered together. Broken legs and heads of horses could be seen on their huge pincers.

These Corrosive Calamity Crabs had obviously caught the Cloud Pattern Horses and eaten them.

"The sculptures on the bronze ground change every hour," said Pearce.

"I see," Zen said, finally understanding how it worked.

As he walked behind Pearce, Zen saw sculptures of mountains, rivers, deserts, and even suns. All sorts of strange scenes greeted his eyes.

They had moved for quite some distance before the sculpture of a huge temple appeared on the ground. A three-foot-long sword sat on top of the temple. This was the temple built in Stage Thirty-two of the Other Shore by the Oneness Sky Palace.