'None of you can have it!'
OONG
His thoughts moved rapidly as he sent attacks towards any cultivators that neared the temple and tried to ascend it, but even more of his attention was spread to the confident Otherworlder who brought with him a Saint Realm Guard.
Grand Elder Amos was wondering just which person with status would be able to do something like this, but he could have never guessed that this being was a Celestial on a simple mission to obtain the same treasure he wanted to get his hands on.
The Celestial breathed out calmly as the area around the temple became less rowdy, the ones around finally realizing they would only face death if they fought with those trying to lay claim to this treasure.
He gazed towards the Grand Elder, as well as the group from the Magus World which held a powerful being now carrying a physical form of a humungous Black Serpent.
These were his opponents that stood between him and his mission, thus they had to die!
OONG!
Essence rumbled as his Transcendent Rank energy erupted out...and the Celestial closed his eyes. A second passed when a spectacular sight occurred, and a golden eye appeared at the center of his forehead!
This golden eye shone in resplendent light as it released a heavy pressure that seemed to be in no way less powerful than the Saint Realm Grand Elder Amos or the powerful bloodline warlock, Black Serpent.
This was the third eye that could only be cultivated by those who were proficient in the Law of Fate!
One of the Supreme Laws that very few beings could get their hands on, yet this Rank 3 Celestial Disciple had already cultivated it to the extent that he could bring out the Eye of Fate. Those facing this eye could do nothing but tremble beneath its power.
The Celestial that very few knew by the name of Drax opened his third eye as he boldly made the first attack against the two Saint Realm contenders. The Punisher by his side stood back, as this trial was only for him to pass. Only if he was about to face imminent death would the punisher move to save him.
Grand Elder Amos shook off the surprise of this Transcendent Realm being actually matching his power as he erupted out, sending attacks towards both him and the rushing Black Serpent.
"The ebb of time flows and flutters, yet a singe prison stalls in the river of time. Simmer in the sea of turbidity, reflect the embers of age, and extinguish all hopes of victory!"
The third stage of the top-ranked Violet Immemorial Technique, [Cage of Time], was cast!
OONG
A sound as if a trumpet was being overblown rang out, and the atmosphere darkened as two cages of darkness appeared out of nowhere and rushed towards their respective targets.
"Haha!"
The figure of the tremendous Black Serpent that was the vicious Magus kept his eyes on the sweetly rotating dagger atop the temple as its large body expanded even more, a sonorous voice ringing out from him.
"Descend, Serpent Ancestor!"
Runic circles erupted out all over the huge body of the Black Serpent as essence of ridiculous proportions erupted out, his large body of a snake gaining features of a dragon that let out beams of red lights towards the descending attacks from the Grand Elder of Time Immemorial Sect and the Celestial, Drax.
BOOM!
Terrible waves of power spread out at the point of contact as anyone near was blown back, and a battle of crazy levels of power began.
While this fight was occurring, something that nobody had caught was occurring in the dark. If one were to be paying close enough attention, they would notice the overflowing levels of blood that was caused by the deaths of many beings surrounding the Temple begin to be absorbed on the ground as they disappeared to unknown locations.
Something even more minuscule to notice was the vibrant lifeforce of those already dead on the ground being slowly drained as they turned into even worse looking lifeless husks overtime. But the beings around the area were not paying attention to this! Their attention was on the horrendous fight that blew out waves of power that would hurt them if they were near, as well as the stupendous rotating treasure that they knew they could not get their hands on.
Another thing that nobody had noticed was the miniaturized figure of a Nine-Headed Dragon, [The Calamitous Leviathan] that was slowly making his way towards the top of the Temple with all hiding and covert skills active as extreme care was being given not to be noticed by the powerful experts battling around the surroundings of the Temple. In order to not let out any traces of energy as he slowly climbed up, Noah stopped the activation of the unique skill, {Observant}, that would have spread his awareness out all around, as those with power at Saint Realm would notice it!
But this meant that even he was not aware of the change of draining blood and life that was occurring all around as everybody kept their attention on either the treasure or the ongoing fight.
Beneath the Temple that powerful figures were fighting on ran runic red lines that pulsed with fearsome life force. The runic lines were spread throughout the temple located in this cavern, as well as spreading out even further to other caverns of the mountain located in the Treasure abode.
All of these runic lines were hiddenly converging in this temple as they flowed upwards like veins towards the very top of the Temple where a black coffin silently lay. Above this black coffin was the slowly rotating purple and gold dagger that caused the powerful beings currently fighting to enter this Treasure Abode of the Devilish Time Unveiler. They had a goal, but something else obviously had a goal of its own.
Chapter 235 - Surprise!
Waves of power spread out as three figures valiantly fought with one another with complete disregard for all those around them. Drax, the Celestial Disciple on a mission, was holding his own against two Saint Ranked individuals with power at the Transcendent level, the cause being the usage of the Law of Fate that was at an extremely high level.
The third eye piercing from the center of his head arrogantly looked down on any being it targetted as it released waves of power that crushed all the attacks directed towards it. This type of power was one that could be considered to only come from the most exceptional geniuses as they were able to skip levels and fight with equal footing with those above them, but the Celestial took this to a whole new level as he dominated the fight against the two Saint Ranked individuals.
While this fight was going on, Noah was slowly edging higher and higher on the temple towards the rotating purple and gold dagger as its gorgeous light could already be reflected in his eyes. He kept his emotions in check as a single release of aura would alert the powerful experts currently fighting, and he didn't know whether he would be fast enough to act the moment they found him.
His miniaturized figure continued to move up slowly as the Treasure became only a few meters away from him, his excitement reaching higher levels as he got the counterpart of the weapon hidden deep inside his body to use the instant he got his hands on the resplendent dagger.
The three key figures fighting in the distance had no idea that another being was so close to getting the treasure they were fighting for as they continued to throw out powerful attacks. Noah inched ever closer towards the black coffin that had the treasure slowly flowing on top of it, and he was just within an arm's reach when a change occurred in the atmosphere.
OONG!
"Now, that would be no fun at all."
Powerful waves of power spread out from the center of the Temple as a black aura began to leak out of the coffin. Those fighting around the temple and other beings watching from a distance in the cavern all looked up in shock towards the centermost point of the temple where a coffin lay.
They found to their disbelief that the lid of the coffin...had slowly lifted itself off.
Shock. Horror.
The possible reality of what could be playing out next was understood by some much faster than others, with Noah and the Celestial being the first beings to instantly activate their spatial skills to immediately leave the
location.
The Celestial actually chose to abandon his mission and accept failure, while Noah chose to abandon the treasure he knew of the tremendously powerful uses for the instant this change occurred. The instant they realized the being that should have been dead in this tomb, the being that should be peacefully lying on the coffin atop the temple where his most powerful weapon remained, might actually not be dead after all.
They activated their spatial skills only a second later, but that second was already too long. To their dismay, their spatial skills did not work.
"With my achievements in the Law of Space, do any of you think you will be making it out of this tomb?"
The guttural voice that had rang out a second ago was heard once again as everyone's fears were realized. Noah's heart beat faster as a dangerous premonition arose while the Celestial was soon standing behind the Punisher given to protect him.
Grand Elder Amos had a crazed look in his eyes as he observed the slowly moving lid of the coffin with the abundant dark light leaking out of it, as well as the gutteral voice that was ringing on every corner of the cavern they were in.
Black Serpent held a tinge of fear in his eyes as even Otherworlders knew of the famous being they were now coming to face with. None of them were scared to enter this dangerous Treasure Abode because they knew even with any dangers it could pose, the one who created it had long been dead for hundreds of years, and only his belongings would be there for the taking.
But to their surprise, the being that was feared in the World of Cultivation and even had his legend known across the surrounding worlds...was actually not dead.
Fear crept up in their hearts as the aura coming out of the coffin became stronger and stronger, until a lone decrepit skeletal head with degraded muscles slowly rose from it. Eyes that were filled with darkness immediately turned down the coffin towards the position of the minituarized Noah as they glinted with a dark light.
"Well hello, little rat."
POP!
The words were accompanied by a dark blast of power that erupted out and smashed into Noah, reducing his hiding skills to nothing as his form of a Nine-Headed Dragon was thrown backwards like a ragdoll, smashing onto the ground and leaving a crater not befitting the miniaturized size.
Excruciating pain rang out from all over his body as he found lacerations and broken bones all around, his immense mana moving as restorative skills were quickly used to mend up the damage while his miniaturized figure became larger in size.
Others didn't even put into account that his appearance was extremely close to obtaining the treasure, and all their attention was placed on the terrible figure that had fully risen from the coffin.
Atrophied muscles hugged decrepit bones as the figure that looked to be more like a skeleton stood powerfully, letting out waves that seemed to be at the Saint Realm, but also quickly ascending above to another realm before they settled down again a second after.
A cruel smile appeared on the skeleton as it looked around the cavern where many cultivators and otherworlders were looking forward in shock as it actually licked its decayed teeth with a cracked thin tongue, looking at the beings around it with a level of disregard never before seen. It's crackling voice rang out sonorously once again.
"Well, hello."
Chapter 236 - Fear
A moment comes in one's life where they realize that events would sometimes unfold in the worst possible ways, and they had no way to overcome them. They would feel a sense of helplessness as they shook their heads depreciatingly, wondering why their luck was always this bad. They would feel chains wrapping around them as they were dragged further and further down, continuing to sink until only darkness remained for them.
The many beings in the centermost cavern of the Treasure Abode where the Devilish Time Unveiler lay were just beginning to feel this familiar feeling.
They physically began to feel space constricting around them first as the being rising from the black coffin used some inexplicable technique to restrict any and all spatial movements. They then emotionally began to feel this same feeling as they began to understand just who the deformed skeleton with atrophied muscles was.
"I thought I would catch many more fish in my net with how widely I spread the news, you know?"
CRACK!
The decrepit skeleton was nonchalantly talking as it stretched in bones that had not been moved in hundreds of years, the blackened muscle covering it slowly pulsing as it was seemingly being filled with more and more energy with time.
None of the individuals in the cavern replied at the words of the skeleton, because all the beings that chose to come into this Treasure Abode knew the one that should have been buried dead and long gone in history.
They knew the history of the being that should be dead, the being that was now actually standing in front of them. They knew of the cruelty of the Devilish Time Unveiler!
Somehow, inexplicably, the being that should have been dead hundreds of years ago had just risen from his grave!
The Cultivators, Magi, and other beings in the wide cavern at the center of the Treasure Abode did not reply to the nonchalant voice because they knew words meant less than nothing to this being.
His name was achieved after years of strength and terror that caused everyone to know him by the title of the Devilish Time Unveiler. A cunning old cultivator who had the best schemes and plans, his power made even worse because he was adept in the Law of Space and the Law of Time.
Many of those that were not knowledgeable didn't know this, but the Devilish Time Unveiler was studying one of the Ultimate Laws, the Law of Spacetime!
He schemed against his enemies days and months in advance, appearing before them even when they had not began to think of going against him. Many of his enemies would die without even knowing why, with the last words they hear always being- "You should not have planned to act against me!"
Those entering this Treasure Abode knew the history of the being in front of them full well, and they realized they had just been caught in a scheme by one of the most powerful cultivators in the World of Cultivation. An old devil that should have been long dead, but had actually been scheming all this time, and they had fallen for it. Some were already trembling as they felt their legs weakening, their bodies losing strength as they knew one resounding truth about the Devilish Time Unveiler- All of his schemes were successful.
Those with more knowledge developed even stronger fear because they already knew it to be an impossibility to get out of the grasp of a master of the Law of Space and Time. Some developed crazed looks as they were unwilling, a single being breaking the silence as they shouted maddeningly.
"I- I am the son of Sect Master Charlie of the Grand Dominion Sect! He's a peak Saint Realm cultivator who will give you whatever you want if you let me out ali-"
POP!
The oozing skeletal finger taped slightly in the air as an attack traveled through space and arrived at the position of the talking cutlivator in less than a second, smashing into him and flinging him back as a mass of bleeding flesh. The origin and essence of the cultivator then quickly drained into the ground as pulsating veins could barely be made visible at this moment in time. These pulsating veins on the ground all led towards the temple, converging on the black coffin where a decrepit skeleton continued to stand on. The atrophied muscles on his body became just a few millimeters bigger after the death of this cultivator and the absorption of their origin.
"Ah, I'll have to apologize to all of you today. But I am just too ravenous, and I have been stuck in here for too long."
The voice rang out nonchalantly again as the raised skeletal hand did not go back down, but stayed in the air as it continued to tap several times.
POP!
POP!
POP!
Powerful individuals that could be considered experts in the outside world were struck inexplicably by these attacks that traveled through space, and those with weak defenses found themselves ex
ploding into bloody mass of gore instantly as their origin and essence was quickly absorbed, lines of arteries and veins beginning to prominently appear on the body of the skeleton as it killed more and more people.
Grand Elder Amos and the Black Serpent let out maddening shouts as they used the tremendous strength in their bodies...and started sending attacks towards the skeleton standing atop the black coffin.
The Celestial, Drax, opened the third eye on his forehead even wider as it began to bleed, letting out attacks of his own as he spoke clearly to all the beings remaining in the cavern.
"Focus all your attacks on him now, don't let him kill any more of us, or we will all die!"
The Punisher at the peak of Rank 3 Celestial, or Saint Realm, finally began moving as the life of the Celestial he was commanded to protect was in great danger.
A crackle of a laugh was the only thing heard resounding through the cavern as the schemer from hundreds of years ago moved his fingers yet again to meet the oncoming attacks.
Chapter 237 - Unwilling!
A single bony finger streaked across the sky, a dark outline of the same shape forming in the air as it met the attacks of the cultivators and otherworlders.
VOOM!
Essence rumbled as the attacks that were thrown were sucked into the surrounding space like nothing. A chuckle was escaping the newly risen Devilish Time Unveiler as he prepared to kill even more when a brand new attack streaked across the sky. This attack was different, as the Devilish Time Unveiler briefly felt the space become locked, and a beam of light surrounded by 10 blazing balls of fiery suns rushed towards him.
"The ebb of time flows and flutters, yet a single prison stalls in the river of time. Simmer in the sea of turbidity, reflect the embers of age, and extinguish all hopes of victory!"
Words that seemed to resonate with the surrounding essence were ringing out continuously as Grand Elder Amos looked back towards the origin of the voice in shock, watching a being using the secret techniques of the Time Immemorial Sect with astounding proficiency as cages filled with swirling purple darkness descended down along with the flaming suns and a glimmering golden trident that could barely be made out.
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