Chapter 264 - How?! (2/2)
Yan Zaizen exited chaotic space, his amber-gold gaze suffused with confidence and amusement. ”You truly know how to disappoint. I thought you could fix it from afar, so I made the crack a little bigger, but I guess that's the limitations of an array, right?” Yan Zaizen's words were like stabs towards Eitan, his expression twitching slightly.
An array had many benefits, but also many detriments. For one, to keep the technique active, the array must be active. However, to keep it active, it required those who could operate the array to always be in direct control of the array. If there was no one commanding it, then the array would immediately go inactive. This was why Eitan Gal had to keep the array nearby at all times.
As for formations, they were often self-operating, typically requiring maintenance. Formations would often utilize Spirit Forms or True Spirits to operate instead, allowing the efficiency to rise.
There were also other limitations as well, such as the inability to repair the art from afar.
”You're currently using the array to power three separate spatial arts, it must be quite a strain, huh?” Yan Zaizen smiled slightly. The first art was the barrier that isolated multi-layered space, the second was the realm segregation, and the third was subtly influencing space within the realm. This was why the spatial vortex was seamlessly interfered with, the art was previously active and thus harder to notice. Even Yan Zaizen only discovered it after entering a spatial tunnel under its influence.
It was also through this that he could soundlessly rob the Lycan race's Ancestral Burial Chambers. Unlike Yan Zaizen, this man didn't have the ability to freely enter and exit chaotic space. After all, that required either the half-Imperial Law of Space or Imperial Law of Spacetime to do.
”Who are you?” For the first time, Eitan's expression was solemn and dark. Despite not showing it, it truly was a tremendous strain on his mental faculties to remain in control of three separate, realm-sized arts.
”Oh, I guess I could use the words you said before! False Bravado and nothing more!” Yan Zaizen originally prepared for a vast battle with the intricacies of space within, but this Eitan Gal wasn't close to his peak, nor could he be. After all, if he diverted his attention to a full battle, the arts he was currently sustaining would collapse and he'll have to deal with the restrictions of the realm formation. If that happened, even he wasn't sure he could easily escape.
”Well then, I'll just take those.” Calmly speaking, Yan Zaizen's eyes emitted dazzling brilliant silver light. This silver light expanded endlessly to cover both him and Eitan Gal before converting into silver rain. For thousands of li, including within the barrier, a formless influence pressed against all.
Mystic Realm of Isolation!
Eitan Gal's felt frightened. The art was simply too fast that before he could even think, he had been fully surrounded. His array of silver light rotated around him, attempting to defend against the silver rain. ”What?!” Startled, he realized that he couldn't access his array's power, as if he was isolated from it thoroughly.
”I got this idea from the Xiao City's Lord. Normally, it wouldn't work, but from someone who purposefully keeps their possessions in a pseudo layer of constructed space, it makes it remarkably easy.” Yan Zaizen dashed forward, his speed wasn't fast nor slow, but it still reached one of the shining silver lights no more than a few meters away from Eitan Gal.
”You!” His heavenly might discharged outwards from his body, silver-colored might surged to overwhelm Yan Zaizen in its torrential energy. However, Yan Zaizen only calmly looked at this exploding might. ”You're not even close,” with a chuckle, he ignored Eitan's attack and reached out. With a swipe, the light dimmed and turned into a star-like silver object. This object radiated profound spatial laws and seemed to originate from the heavens itself.
”Ambitious!” Eitan grew enraged, watching his Regalia of the Heaven being snatched left his mind exploding with soul-devouring, bone-crushing intent! His heavenly might collapsed around Yan Zaizen, attempting to crush his form in an endless surge of energy. Yet, as it smashed against Yan Zaizen's form, it shifted through his body like a ghost.
”One down, eleven to go.” Yan Zaizen remained unconcerned. As the first regalia was stolen, the arts it previously maintained collapse as if it never existed. The barrier faded, the segregation line vanished, and the subtle influence that burdened space within the barrier disappeared.
”How?! You...you're there!” His eyes bulged to the size of eggs. Yan Zaizen was literally a few meters away from him, he could sense his aura, physical body, and even the sound of his heartbeat, but the attack went through him like a ghost! As a spatial expert, he was familiar with spatial isolation arts and personal creation of independent layers of space, he had done this very thing to hide his regalia, but this baffled him beyond his imagination!
”You're aiming in the wrong direction, in the wrong time, in the wrong space.” Yan Zaizen coolly said, his hand reaching out another regalia. With a calm swipe, it was in his possession.
”What?!” Unable to comprehend Yan Zaizen's words, he kept launching fierce attacks infused with spatial laws. The was even a spatial blade that seemed intent to slice through all folds of space, but when it reached Yan Zaizen, it went through him as if he didn't exist.
Realizing the situation turning badly, he stepped forward to enter the spatial void, but as he did, he felt the world turn topsy-turvy, and his body remained in place. At this point, his mind was near a total collapse. As someone who reached the Sovereign-level in a World Law such as space, this was far beyond his comprehension! It was as if his hundreds of thousands of years of knowledge was overturned.
”An illusion?!” As he drew to this conclusion, he utilized various illusion-dissipating methods, but nothing came about. The silver rain continued to fall endlessly, but not a single bit of it touched his body.
”Wait…You're…” It was as if he had a eureka moment, his mind gained some understanding, but the core of it eluded him. It was at the very tip of his tongue, of his understanding, but it just seemed impossible.
”You're getting there, just a little more. You can get there,” Yan Zaizen urged as he retrieved the seventh regalia. His movements were as if he was retrieving his keys for his house, casual and carefree. He moved around Eitan easily, his hand reaching for the eighth regalia.
”Impossible! It's impossible! You can't do that...could you?” As time passed, he slowly calmed down, his eyes suffused with the light of calculation. ”A realm? A sub-realm? No...time laws? Wait...Wait!” It seemed as if he was on the border of obtaining enlightenment into a profound law that exceeded his understanding, but Yan Zaizen grabbed the last regalia.
SNAP!
With a snap of his fingers, the silver rain vanished and so did he. The only things that remained were words that seemed to have been said long, long ago. ”Thank you for keeping these things safe for me, I appreciate it. Truly.”
Eitan Gal turned around and realized that an intense battle with the realm formation fully active was currently erupting between the Lycans and Darnixians. The Darnixians were entrapped by the realm formation, being bombarded by experts in a ferocious assault. They seemed to be suffering loss after loss quickly.
”This...this seems to have been going on for a long time?!” Eitan was deeply startled, his mind was nearly blown by this occurrence. This battle and the resulting destruction seems days old, but...how was that possible? It's been only a minute at most…
”Oh, also! Thanks for the offering, I'll enjoy it all!” Yan Zaizen's voice sounded once more, but this time, it caused Eitan's heart to quake. Offering?! Instinctively, he checked his heavenly dimension and his eyes turned blank.
”How?!”
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