Chapter 367 - Display Of Power (1/2)

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”Ga!! Gaaa! Gawkkk! Ga…” the sounds of choking echoed heavily in the surroundings. Everyone was shocked as they turned to the origin of the sounds.

Freya was clutching at her throat. Water shot forth from her mouth in small gushes as if she had just received C.P.R. and had just regained the ability to breathe. However, unlike the mortal world, the water seemed endless. A small puddle had already formed beneath her.

Her sword had dropped solidly on the floor, and her eyes widened in shock and disbelief. There was a moment in one's life when death seemed imminent. This moment would induce all sorts of sensations and emotions, from regret to anger to enlightenment. However, all Freya felt was fear and...confusion.

'Why am I drowning?' These four words echoed endlessly in her head like a rapidly fired weapon. It battered her mind into an uncontrollable state; her aura and heavenly might losing its effectiveness as her thoughts continued to spiral.

It was like someone had implanted these words to create disorder between her thoughts and her actions. The world seemed to vanish as she felt surrounded by water. It battered her body with soft pats and entered her many holes relentlessly.

With her free hand, she grabbed her nostrils and pinched in hopes of closing them in the way a mortal would try to hold their breath underwater. Her other hand went from clutching at her throat too tightly gripping her mouth shut. However, between her fingers and hushed vomits, water seeped out like an endless flood.

The Heavenly Monarchs and their subordinates were stunned into observance. There was no exception.

It was a few full seconds before the young girl reacted. Her eyes had long since opened after Yan Zaizen's blue light seemed to flash within the world.

”Lady Freya!” Her words caused space to tremble. Those words seemed to send a surging wave of energy into Freya's body, and even further into her soul. Only when it reached those two did the hacking coughs of Freya slow down.

”This?” The young girl was stunned. She flashed like a ghost beside Freya. Her hand pressed heavily on Freya's shoulder, and a unique energy flowed into Freya without restraint. It was like antibodies that targeted any heterogenous auras not of Freya's and eradicated it ruthlessly.

A few more seconds passed as everyone's expression turned solemn, and the atmosphere became strange and uneasy. The main reason was because Freya's coughing didn't decrease but had increased instead. Beneath her feet was already a ten-meter wide thin layer of water. Even the young girl's efforts seemed useless.

A grim expression emerged on her face, and her eyes were icy-cold. However, a pride in her was unwilling. This art, this attack, it wasn't something she couldn't defend against! If she couldn't handle this, wouldn't it mean her own strength was lacking?!

It was as if she took it as a personal challenge. However, while she tested out her methods, Freya's suffering increased by the second. The pool had already reached everyone's feet, and her eyes had reached the peak of desperation. Heavenly Monarchs can't die from drowning; their bodies lived off the essence of heaven, not air or water. This was even true to those at the True Essence Realm, let alone Heavenly Monarchs.

Yet despite this fact, she was drowning. Her long dormant lungs were working, her body was suffering, and she felt all the sensations a mortal would and should feel.

The Ruin Emperor saw Freya, and his heart quivered slightly. He couldn't imagine how it'd feel to be drowning but to be unable to die. The even more shocking thing was no one besides the young girl was trying to help. They didn't even ask Yan Zaizen to cease his art.

As for Yan Zaizen, when he saw this, he shook his head. These people…

It was only after a full minute did the young girl look to Yan Zaizen, her cold gaze seemed like the frozen tundras were born from them, ”What did you do?” Her question made Yan Zaizen not know whether to laugh or cry. Not only did she not ask Yan Zaizen to cancel his art, she asked what he did!