Chapter 205 - Sky Shatter (1/2)

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”ARRRRGGGHHHH!!!” A hellish, heart-wrenching, horrifyingly loud shriek filled with immense pain pierced through the world.

This world was the inside of a small cubical room. Despite being called 'small' it was two li in area. It was completely golden, but a dull gold that didn't blind with its shine. The dull gold radiated light, making it seem as if it was day.

Within this enclosed box, a figure that was essentially a mesh of blood, jade-like bones, mangled and indistinguishable flesh laid there with its mouth gaped open. The voice after the initial scream was nothing more than a hoarse whimper.

The legs, arms, neck, and torso of this body were nearly ripped apart. It was as if a small tether of flesh connected all these individual parts that were once a complete whole. The face of this figure had a collapsed in half, no eye, nose, or teeth on the right side of its face. Even half his brain seemed to have been crushed.

It was as if someone had divided it with a perfect line.

”Gurgle!” Blood sprayed from its mouth and its body twitched uncontrollably. Its remaining eye contained a trace of amber-gold but it was essentially dull.

This horrifyingly nightmarish figure was Yan Zaizen!

”Pina...Pinaka!” He tried to speak but the words were nearly gibberish. His soul felt suppressed by some ancient, profound force that exists and felt like it always will. He couldn't galvanize any energy - true-essence, vital energy, or soul energy.

He couldn't even reach Pinaka. He could feel her presence, but he couldn't hear her.

He twitched again. He was in so much pain. It was as if god's hammer and devil's blade went to work on his entire body. The damage exceeded any damage he'd ever suffered before. He even wanted to pass out, but whenever he tried, the pain would keep him awake. If anyone was in his position, they would've already died.

”What the hell!” His thoughts were filled with curses. Was the trial for the unnamed warhammer a deathtrap? If so, curse the eighteen generations and another eighteen generations of the person responsible!

Wait.

His remaining eye wiggled without stability in its socket. It was barely attached. It spun around like a billiard ball. He took in what he could before he lost connection when it fell out.

”A golden room...why a room?” He questioned. If someone wanted to kill with certainty, an absolute death zone in the myriad realms would've been a better place.

He calmed down, at least the best he could with his current circumstances.

Boom!

A resounding boom echoed. An ancient aura radiated that caused Yan Zaizen to shiver slightly. Unfortunately, he couldn't see.

While he was struggling, the Immortal Herculean Physique was already displaying its heaven-defying capabilities. His neck, arms, and legs were reconnecting completely with his torso. His mashed organs were reconstructing with a faint trace of golden light.

”You.” A voice filled with rough and deep tone spoke. ”You have survived the trial.” The voice finished.

”What?!” Yan Zaizen was shocked dumb, literally. What trial? This was a sneak attack, you bastard!

Afterward, the voice and aura dissipated as if it was disappearing. Yan Zaizen felt the need to punch and rob the voice for all its worth. If it had gold teeth, he would take that too! If he had good hair, he'd take that too! Hell, if his vital yang was still there! He'd put it to damn good use!