Chapter 372 - Asenaths Death (1/2)

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The Black Hole's ability to devour physical, spiritual, and essence existences had never been fully utilized. At best, Yan Zaizen had used it to cultivate. Never before did he actively use it in battle.

Mainly because he didn't have the power to do so, as his soul cultivation base often lagged behind his other powers, forcing it into a state of inferiority. However, today was different.

His soul had reached the Paragon Soul Realm, merged seamlessly with his Dao of Sovereign Ascension, and his Soul Bloodline connection increased his control. With these influences, his soul cultivation exceeded his heavenly cultivation base by a large margin.

In fact, he estimated his soul energy alone rivaled the strength of a Heavenly Creation Realm expert at the First Phase, likely with Two or Three-Folds of Minor Heavenly Dimensions established. This strength was by no means weak.

Coupled this base strength with his unique soul bloodline and dao soul amplification, he would likely be invincible against even a Nine-Fold, First Phase Heavenly Creation Realm expert.

With that power base as the foundation for his Soul Bloodline, how powerful would its terrifying devouring abilities reach?

Swirl~

His black hole began to spin. This spin cycle looked slow, but as it appeared in Asenath's vision, a deep, unfathomable sense of dread emerged in her heart. Her instincts screamed for her to recall her Original Law Essence, but she knew that if she did, that death-bringing finger would surely send soul energy into her soul.

It would be her death.

Therefore, she could only press forward. The motes of essence should collide with Yan Zaizen's physical body at this close range, subjecting him to the strongest expression of power of the Dreaming Devil Law. If everything worked as it should, Yan Zaizen's existence would be lulled into slumber and vanish like the two knights.

However, while man plans, the heaven laughs. In this particular case, Yan Zaizen was heaven.

Woosh~

Another spin.

Woosh~

Another spin.

With each spin, an attractive force was born. In much the same way as the Sub-Realm collapse, the motes of essence seemed to be drawn by an unnatural force that it couldn't resist.

In a literal blink of an eye, the motes of essence vanished into the black hole.

Yan Zaizen's eyes flickered with a devilish light, dreamy to the max, and hazy beyond belief. A baleful energy spewed out of his eyes.

'Is this...is this the True Origin of an Original Law?' He became briefly lost in the sensation of enlightenment. Suddenly, a thought emerged in his mind as the essence was digested by his soul bloodline.

A devilish avatar, hazy in shape and description, but with clear malevolent eyes was birthed within his soul form. It appeared at a corner, unattached to any category of law.

'Is...this the Law of Dreaming Devil?' His mind exploded with all sorts of information about this law. It encompassed a mental energy suffused with devilish nature that could affect all forms: soul, body, and mind. Yan Zaizen faintly felt that he could even infect a person on an existential level. That related to the Origin Path and its laws!

This Asenath truly was a genius! She not only reached the peak of Heavenly Cultivation comprehension with three World Heavenly Shrines, but created such a complete law. Her confidence and arrogant attitude truly was justified.

Unfortunately, she met him.

Asenath felt the connection with her Original Law vanish. Instantly, her seven orifices spewed endless spurts of violet blood. Her body began to seizure unnaturally as her pupils became white and unclear, lacking light and focus. Her cultivation regressed as her Original Might vanished, replaced by an aura of heavenly might of her three world laws.

The experience of losing your Original Law may not kill you, but the pain and backlash can induce horrific injuries.

She had directly lost consciousness.

However, Yan Zaizen's eyes did not show a hint of pity. She had the intention to humiliate him and therefore kill him, so how could he display mercy?!

Even if gods wanted to save your life, they would first have to get my permission! Even then, they'll be forced to find it in Hell.

Yan Zaizen withdrew his finger and formed a straight palm like a blade. With a ferocious thrust, he bored directly through her skull. It was like a herculean entered playdough. Her skull and brain matter splashed about, violet blood spewed everywhere like a decapitated head. Her lower and upper jaw seemed to split, hanging at an odd angle.

Clench!

He clenched his fist!

Squish!!