Chapter 2761 Going Into The Water
Needless to say, Sword Chen was an extremely talented character in the Evolutionary Universe. Not many outranked him, and very few ever would.
Since he was capable of escaping to the Abyss Demon Region, it was safe to assume that his cultivation level couldn't have been very weak at the time.
Despite everything, at least he was a top-rank or even a consummate True God!
It didn't matter. The Abyss Demon Region was known to be very dangerous, and it didn't make any exceptions for anyone.
Even if he was a Demi-holy Being or Holy Being, he simply couldn't survive in the Abyss Demon Region, let alone the fact that he was merely a consummate True God at most.
After all, he had never been to the Mountain of Holy Beings. In other words, it was completely impossible for him to become a Holy Being through cultivating on his own. It would take much more than that.
One after the next, many ideas flashed through Zen's mind. He could see them, but he couldn't confirm any of them.
Swish, swish, swish...
In the blink of an eye, countless black, thin lines all came out from the deep, dark water at once.
The black thin lines moved at an extremely fast speed, like long, skinny hairs. They rolled toward Samuel and Zen, who were both surprised.
Anyone who was caught by the black thin lines would be cut straight in half.
Despite his fear, with the Spear of Supreme Harmony in his hands, Samuel dodged the black thin lines with ease.
The black thin lines had a single, very clear purpose: to force Samuel into backing up.
Zen stood still, utterly motionless, and yet, all the thin lines flew around him without even touching him.
"Come down now!"
As soon as Samuel was forced backward, a voice was suddenly transmitted into Zen's head through life vitality.
Without a moment's hesitation, Zen's body began to sink.
Although he had Latent Theurgies at his access, he would avoid their use as long as he possibly could.
Whoosh!
Zen had descended extremely quickly, but there was no way Samuel would let him off the hook that easily.
Once again, the Spear of Supreme Harmony in Samuel's hand slashed out violently. Swish, swish, swish, swish! The spear slashed through the air.
In the blink of an eye, the Spear of Supreme Harmony transformed itself into countless spear shadows that pierced straight into the void.
Zen glanced below him and he saw the spear shadows penetrating up toward him. He knew he was in a dangerous position.
At the same time, Samuel took a confident step forward, bypassed the black thin lines with a few side steps, and suddenly appeared directly above Zen.
He knew that Zen could use the Eight Smoky Melodies to perfectly dodge his sp
d that the surface of the black water was absolutely calm and without any waves. It was extremely weird. Nothing of the sort had ever been seen in other places.
Probing deeper with the spiritual sense was therefore impossible.
No matter how strong the spiritual sense really was, the black water would swallow it whole as soon as it came into contact with its chillingly dangerous waves.
Samuel, on his behalf, had equally noticed the black water's problem. He had no desire to stay here any longer. He tossed the Spear of Supreme Harmony lightly.
Once the long black spear was well hidden in the void, Samuel retreated to the west of the black water.
In the black water, something strange was happening.
Zen felt himself being dragged downward, as though a hand had clasped tightly around his ankle.
At the same time, a dried voice sounded out from below him. "What's your name?" the voice asked.
Needless to say, both sides had already guessed at each other's identities.
Now, it was time to verify their hypothesis.
"My name is Zen Luo," Zen stated in a flat tone.
As he spoke his name aloud, the hand that held onto him suddenly trembled. The man's voice asked back, "Do you come from the Evolutionary Universe?"
Zen asked, a smile now plastered on his face, "Are you Sword Chen, the Killing Sword Mountain's master?"
Strictly speaking, Sword Chen was actually Zen's master. After all, he had learned the Gods-intimidating Strike from him.
For a short while, the man kept silent, and then burst out laughing. His laughter was full of life and joy, as though the depression that had overwhelmed him for countless years had finally disappeared with the snap of his fingers.
"It seems that after all these years, I've finally got something in return," the man mumbled.
Since he was capable of escaping to the Abyss Demon Region, it was safe to assume that his cultivation level couldn't have been very weak at the time.
Despite everything, at least he was a top-rank or even a consummate True God!
It didn't matter. The Abyss Demon Region was known to be very dangerous, and it didn't make any exceptions for anyone.
Even if he was a Demi-holy Being or Holy Being, he simply couldn't survive in the Abyss Demon Region, let alone the fact that he was merely a consummate True God at most.
After all, he had never been to the Mountain of Holy Beings. In other words, it was completely impossible for him to become a Holy Being through cultivating on his own. It would take much more than that.
One after the next, many ideas flashed through Zen's mind. He could see them, but he couldn't confirm any of them.
Swish, swish, swish...
In the blink of an eye, countless black, thin lines all came out from the deep, dark water at once.
The black thin lines moved at an extremely fast speed, like long, skinny hairs. They rolled toward Samuel and Zen, who were both surprised.
Anyone who was caught by the black thin lines would be cut straight in half.
Despite his fear, with the Spear of Supreme Harmony in his hands, Samuel dodged the black thin lines with ease.
The black thin lines had a single, very clear purpose: to force Samuel into backing up.
Zen stood still, utterly motionless, and yet, all the thin lines flew around him without even touching him.
"Come down now!"
As soon as Samuel was forced backward, a voice was suddenly transmitted into Zen's head through life vitality.
Without a moment's hesitation, Zen's body began to sink.
Although he had Latent Theurgies at his access, he would avoid their use as long as he possibly could.
Whoosh!
Zen had descended extremely quickly, but there was no way Samuel would let him off the hook that easily.
Once again, the Spear of Supreme Harmony in Samuel's hand slashed out violently. Swish, swish, swish, swish! The spear slashed through the air.
In the blink of an eye, the Spear of Supreme Harmony transformed itself into countless spear shadows that pierced straight into the void.
Zen glanced below him and he saw the spear shadows penetrating up toward him. He knew he was in a dangerous position.
At the same time, Samuel took a confident step forward, bypassed the black thin lines with a few side steps, and suddenly appeared directly above Zen.
He knew that Zen could use the Eight Smoky Melodies to perfectly dodge his sp
d that the surface of the black water was absolutely calm and without any waves. It was extremely weird. Nothing of the sort had ever been seen in other places.
Probing deeper with the spiritual sense was therefore impossible.
No matter how strong the spiritual sense really was, the black water would swallow it whole as soon as it came into contact with its chillingly dangerous waves.
Samuel, on his behalf, had equally noticed the black water's problem. He had no desire to stay here any longer. He tossed the Spear of Supreme Harmony lightly.
Once the long black spear was well hidden in the void, Samuel retreated to the west of the black water.
In the black water, something strange was happening.
Zen felt himself being dragged downward, as though a hand had clasped tightly around his ankle.
At the same time, a dried voice sounded out from below him. "What's your name?" the voice asked.
Needless to say, both sides had already guessed at each other's identities.
Now, it was time to verify their hypothesis.
"My name is Zen Luo," Zen stated in a flat tone.
As he spoke his name aloud, the hand that held onto him suddenly trembled. The man's voice asked back, "Do you come from the Evolutionary Universe?"
Zen asked, a smile now plastered on his face, "Are you Sword Chen, the Killing Sword Mountain's master?"
Strictly speaking, Sword Chen was actually Zen's master. After all, he had learned the Gods-intimidating Strike from him.
For a short while, the man kept silent, and then burst out laughing. His laughter was full of life and joy, as though the depression that had overwhelmed him for countless years had finally disappeared with the snap of his fingers.
"It seems that after all these years, I've finally got something in return," the man mumbled.