Apotheosis

Faint green flames were now dancing on the edges of the irregular heavy sword.

They were faint, but highly viscous, like a thick liquid, slowly climbing around the sword, and then onto Zen's arms. Finally, they formed a green head.

The head looked horrendous, as if a ghost had crawled out of the depths of hell. It had huge horns and breathed fire.

Splash!

As the head opened its mouth, green flames whooshed out instead of breath, and ignited the irregular heavy sword.

Zen was looking at the Snake Spirit King through the green flames. He suddenly remarked, "It is theoretically impossible to get around the Probability Extreme Form.

I can only see one way of ending this fight. And that is no way! This fight will remain a stalemate, because we can't kill an opponent with infinite speed.

At the same time, maintaining the Probability Extreme Form requires extreme amounts of energy. I can exhaust you little by little as the fight progresses, but I have a better choice."

As soon as Zen finished speaking, he disappeared.

And then he reappeared immediately.

Using the infinite speed, space and distance were meaningless to him.

Even though there was quite a bit of distance between him and the Snake Spirit King, it could be said that they were overlapping.

Splash!

The irregular heavy sword slashed down on the Snake Spirit King's head.

However, the Snake Spirit King also disappeared rapidly. Zen's attack did not succeed. Both sides possessed almost equal speed.

"Huh! Although I don't know what use those flames have, no matter how powerful they are, they can't burn me. You..."

The Snake Spirit King couldn't finish his words. He was shocked at what he was seeing.

A giant hole, several hundred feet in diameter had appeared in the black cloud.

The green flames had actually burnt through a portion of the black cloud.

At that moment, Zen reappeared, turned around, and looked at the Snake Spirit King with a faint smile on his face.

"Although the Probability Extreme Form is powerful, there is still a way to restrain it.

And that is to utilize...

The Flame Extreme Form!"

The irregular heavy sword was not exactly a living being. Basically, it could only communicate through emotions, and what it felt or made you feel was beyond words.

However, Zen had obtained the ability to understand what it was trying to say.

Splash!

Zen began to wave his irregular heavy sword in the black cloud.

The green flames were beginning to spread everywhere now.

The black cloud was hanging over them like a huge curtain. But the flames seemed to know what they were doing. In a few seconds, a large area of the cloud was

asters, the snake spirits, the Bird Masters, and the Monkey Masters felt a chill run down their spines. Was it really as easy to kill them now?

After all, they were all supposed to be immortal. However, if one more way of killing them had just been discovered, it meant crisis!

"Is it over?" someone piped up.

"No, not yet. The Snake Spirit King's coordinates are still there." Came the answer.

Everyone's eyes turned towards the sky once again.

The black coordinates of the Snake Spirit King were still fixed there.

Zen's figure flashed and he whooshed into the sky, holding the irregular heavy sword and slashing at the black coordinates without hesitation.

Luckily, this wasn't supposed to be hard. Without the protection of the ball, the black coordinates couldn't resist Zen's attack.

However, just as the man brandished his sword, a ball of black light suddenly emerged from the coordinates. It spread out like a black hole, and at the same time, a black fist stretched out from it, slamming into the irregular heavy sword with a furious metallic clang.

Boom!

Zen felt an irresistible force coming from the irregular heavy sword, and then he was sent flying backwards at an incredible speed. He had been thrown backwards so forcefully that he couldn't even guess how fast he was flying.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Recovering, Zen began using spatial transference. He traveled around back and forth within a distance of two hundred feet, trying to lose the attacker. He didn't stop until he had moved at least a hundred times.

He was not surprised at the sudden appearance of the fist, though. He looked at the black hole calmly and then said, "You gave the Snake Spirit King his power. Are you the evil backstage manipulator that ruined the Four Spirits Sect?"