Chapter 261 - Lesson For Another Time (1/2)

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Heart trembling, each member of the Lycan had various expressions at Yan Zaizen's arrival. King Moshe's eyes were filled with madness and aggression as well as a hint of fear. Admah and Levana faces were dark and their eyes radiated a baleful yet powerful force. The others were either cautious or fearful.

The only one that was different was Abrams. He was relatively calm in terms of outward appearance, despite his heart undergoing pounding gymnastics. This calm was cultivated from his years of existing and intuition.

Yan Zaizen had appeared from the spatial void, inducing ripples, yet that shouldn't be possible due to their location. After all, the entire area for tens of thousands of li was space locked. Even Heavenly Commanders attempting to rip space in this location would find it immensely difficult.

As for intuition, the man before him didn't seem to radiate an aura of murderous or vicious intent. Perhaps ill-intent, but nothing too violent. If he did, his methods displayed alone would cause the Lycan race as a whole to sweat.

”Who are you?” King Moshe bitingly said, his aura trembling like the prequel to a devastating calamity. In his heart, he was shocked that no one, especially Admah and Abrams hadn't taken immediate action. Normally, they were like demons to possible threats - eradicate first, think later.

Yan Zaizen could see exhaustion, vigilance, and a faint trace of hope from the depths of their eyes. He couldn't help but think that the Lycans must've truly been driven to the end of their rope. Originally, he expected to be tested by them in some way, perhaps attacked immediately upon reveal. During which, he would execute a few of his tricks to prove his abilities.

As for the current situation?

He felt no need to do so. It was depressing, almost heartbreakingly so. This one proud race was driven to the point that they were grasping at straws for any chance.

Yan Zaizen didn't have a complete grasp of the situation, but that was exactly the Lycans state currently. The only two options left were death or to become slaves until the end of their days. Both of which left them feeling weak and exhausted.

Knitting his brows, Yan Zaizen eyes flickered with a trace of pity, but no sympathy. ”My name's Yan Zaizen,” he decided to use his real name and get straight to the point. His plan to do theatrics that would awe the elites of the Lycan race was throw to aside.

He raised his hand slowly, provoking even further caution from the Lycan Race. From this hand, a silver light emanated until they formulated a spherical barrier with a hollow inside about the size of his palm.

When this barrier appeared, all of their eyes widened in disbelief.

”That's!” To them who had been tormented by this barrier, they could recognize it a mile away. Many of their expressions turned hostile as they looked at Yan Zaizen once more. Not only King Moshe, but the others auras and cultivation bases seemed to be shimmering, waiting for an order or signal to launch a full assault.

Yan Zaizen calmly chuckled, his expression carefree, but internally, he felt a hint of caution. This was a room of fourteen Heavenly Commanders, if they launched an attack in unison, even he didn't have absolute confidence to escape unscathed.

Gripping the spatial barrier, he clenched his fingers slightly and the barrier shattered in countless pieces. It seemed so simple but the profundities in this action left all those watching flabbergasted.

”The deal is simple. You concede to my demands, and I can open an escape route through the barrier for you. I may even be able to remove the barrier entirely.” His words were smooth and exuded limitless confidence, as if this action was as easy as swatting a fly.

All the Lycan experts eyes widened, their hearts suffusing with that ever elusive hope. If the barrier no longer existed, they could scatter through the Border Expanse and regroup at a later date. The Darnixian Race would have to spend countless years hunting them all, if they could.

However, if the barrier was removed, then perhaps the segregation of the realms, which hindered their realm formation, could also be undone! If that was done, the Darnixian's would've entered this realm with no possibility to return. The situation would immediately be swapped as the realm formation could prevent their escape, empower their force, and launch devastating attacks.

This was in a similar way as the Deluge Realm formation that hindered Yan Zaizen from entering the spatial void or chaotic space.

Abrams's thick eyebrows furrowed deeply, ”Why would we trust you?” His words resonated true. For all they knew, Yan Zaizen was working with the enemy, using this opportunity to weaken or rob their force further, placing them at an even greater situation filled with desperation and hopelessness.