Chapter 274 - Ezekiels Brief Story (2/2)

Yan Zaizen had no pity or sadness towards a person like this. However, he also didn't narrow-mindedly believe in a single person's account. Ezekiel may have viewed the events as such, but it may have a broader story that he couldn't know or see due to his position.

For example, Yan Zaizen believed that the Extreme Rebirth Heavenly God might have had a hand in this or those allied with him. Its also possible the Heavenly God of the 17th Heaven had a hand in it too. If Ezekiel, a talented son of a Former Heavenly God appeared, it would threaten your position.

This was only unclear assumptions, but this was what his feelings were pushing him towards.

”I know who my enemies are,” Ezekiel coldly added. Yan Zaizen felt a chill. Turning towards Ezekiel, he saw eyes filled with dense, icy-cold killing intent.

”Of course...If I can come to this assumption, how could he not?” Yan Zaizen thought.

”My mask,” Ezekiel flatly said.

Yan Zaizen's eyes flickered. His first instincts were to reject. After claiming things from others for so long, he had lost the feeling of giving them back. After some pondering, he waved his hand and sent the illusory mask towards Ezekiel.

With a swipe, Ezekiel caught the mask and analyzed it. A slight flicker of helplessness appeared in his eyes. ”The mask's physical alteration capabilities have been thoroughly removed.”

Yan Zaizen calmly shrugged. They were fighting, and the mask's physicality was devoured and consumed, how was it his fault?

”The mask can hide my aura, but not my appearance.” His silver wings flourished revealing beautiful and brilliant motes of silver light. Those silver lights seemed to contain Ezekiel's dao aura, suffused with the dominance of a sovereign.

”Bloodline?” Yan Zaizen was curious about those wings and their effects. His first assumption was that they were refined to be Dao Treasures, but that didn't seem to be the case. The wings felt as if it was deeply interconnected to Ezekiel's existential core, carrying faint traces of his dao as a result.

”Origin...Chaos…” Mumbling softly, he felt like he understood a trace of meaning behind the name to the Chaos Origin Heavenly God.

Ezekiel placed the illusory mask on his face. The moment it did, it conformed perfectly, as if it was made for him. His aura was no longer brilliant but filled with chaos and an indistinguishable feeling. Only his physical body which seemed to contain the explosive power of a Herculean remained.

However, unlike before, his wings remained. Not only that, the mask vanished and his face was perfectly revealed. Yan Zaizen could see Ezekiel's expression visibly grow darker by the moment. In the end, only a sigh was released.

”So it's made up of two parts, physical and spiritual. Interesting…” Eyes as bright as lanterns, Yan Zaizen felt enlightened. He felt that this knowledge was incredibly vital to his cultivation, the co-existence of spiritual and physical.

”Let's go,” Ezekiel indifferently said. He stood up in the nothingness and soared in what seemed to be the upwards direction. Yan Zaizen followed along, his mind ruminating over his findings. A light of profundity flickered in and out of existence.

”Physical and Spiritual...Life and Death...Soul…” The mist within his stomach, the byproduct of his Regalia bodily fusion surged and twisted about. A faint rumble echoed from within his stomach.

Ezekiel heard this rumble, turning towards Yan Zaizen in shock. ”Is he hungry?”

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