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Chapter 647: Reaching The Undying Realm...

Tall arched windows allowed streams of natural light to cascade across the marble floors, polished to a mirror-like sheen.

Intricately carved columns, adorned with lavish gold filigree, rose to meet a vaulted ceiling embellished with frescoes of celestial scenes.

At the center, an imposing crystal chandelier sparkled, casting a soft radiant glow over the room. At the far end of the throne room, in menacing contrast to the beauty of the room, was a throne painted in the crimson color of blood, and on it sat a giant!

A giant of about three meters tall, humanoid, with a waterfall of blood-red hair.

His crimson eyes radiated the light of a bloodthirsty animal, his body seemingly like that of a Greek god.

His eyes locked onto him, a strange prey-like scan on him as he studied him with a mocking smirk.

“Your Majesty…” Mr. Doraimon greeted, getting on both knees. Yet to his utmost surprise, the psychopathic prince, whose greatest fear was none other than his own father, remained on his feet.

‘Just what has come over the prince this time…’ he thought to himself silently.

“How interesting. Just what has come over my cowardly son, daring to look me in the eye…” he said out loud, his voice booming through the entire room.

Yet his call was replaced by silence as the sound of footsteps rang through the hall, and Hades walked towards his father, coming to stand just a few centimeters away from him.

Even though Hades was standing, he still had to arch his head up a little just to look directly into the man’s eyes, revealing his crazy height.

“What did you just call me?” The voice, like a quiet whisper, rang out as General Asmodus raised an eyebrow at his son’s weird behavior, but his amusement only increased, causing his smirk to widen even more.

“You, my cowardly son!” he proclaimed. Hades’ eyes looked into the distance, his expression like a man lost, before suddenly his lips parted, and a small chuckle soon escaped his lips, which soon turned into a devilish smile, as the air around Hades crackled.

“Hahahahahahaha! Son!? I am your son!?” he asked in between laughter and mockery. “Ever since I could think, I have had just a single goal that burned brighter than my own will to live.

To one day find out who my real father and mother are. And you claim to be my father. Hahahaha, now I understand! I understand it all, you damn heavens.” Hades said with a laugh of mockery, as thousands of memory pieces flashed back into his head.

“You want to lure me away from myself, by implanting within me what I desire the most. A father who is a mighty general. A young master of a mighty kingdom. Just the life anyone would want, isn’t it? To keep me stuck in a life of mediocrity!? How stupid! Just how much have you underestimated me!” Zeras proclaimed, his voice getting louder and louder towards the end.

CLIIINCK!

It was like some sort of chain had been broken in him, followed by a devastating ripple of energy that immediately tore through the ceiling of the throne room, bursting apart the entire walls, and blowing away General Asmodeus who stood in front of him, while Sir Doraimon himself was immediately blown to nothing but gore by the otherworldly wave of energy.

“Me, Zeras, the cowardly son of a weakling, tch…” Zeras clicked his tongue in disdain as he burst through the ceiling, ascending higher and higher into the sky until he finally reached the clouds themselves, his eyes brimming with anger staring at the small patch of life present below.

“Everything! Everything that dared lie to me. That dared trick me into being the thing I desire the most, will be completely wiped out by me!!” he declared as thousands of runes appeared in his hands.

He clenched his fist into a punch, powerful energy bursting out of his right arm.

Yet, Zeras kept condensing the energy, condensing it, until a mini-sun appeared in the clouds, its mere aura enough to turn every ordinary mortal present in the city to ash.

“BE ALL GONE!!!” Zeras declared, and then, he punched downwards with horrific power. Space below blew up by hundreds of times, while an apocalyptic surge of energy tore through the air, covering the entire sky of the various kingdoms in the area.

“RESIST!” The orders could be heard as the inhabitants gathered all of their energy trying to resist the energy, yet it didn’t even cause a ripple of energy at all on the ball as it slammed downwards with horrific power.

Everything present was reduced to ashes from the release of power, and Zeras watched coldly as half of the entire planet itself was immediately reduced to nothing but an unfathomable crack that tore through its ground, reaching to the other side of outer space…

“Tch, bastards!” he called out in utmost disdain, the space around him twisting weirdly before he forcefully dragged himself back to where he was supposed to be…

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The slumbering Zeras could still be seen within the pit, and around a total of seven figures stood far away from the area, their eyes interchanging from the cloud in the sky and to Zeras himself in the porthole.

“It’s been an entire two months now. For how long will he remain in the illusion?” Grand Elder Swordsworth said with emotionless eyes.

“The time taken in the trial means nothing. All those who have been faced with this punishment have remained in slumber for all of eternity, seemingly in a sweet dream that they could never wake up from until their body expired from time. It would only matter if he could wake up from…”

BUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRSSSST!

Grand Elder Flaming Heart had yet to finish his words when a phantasmal wave of energy burst into the sky, emerging from none other than the pit where Zeras had been buried.

Powerful astral energy undulated from his body, his silvery hair elongating by more than three times, and his gigantic astral ring revolving in the air, every revolution giving the illusion of entire planets in rotation.

An incredible law of hegemony seemingly pressed down on everything around the area, and even the Grand Elders themselves had their jaws dropping to the ground when they discovered that they were slowly losing their ability to remain stable in the air.

“I am disappointed by such a stupid test!” Zeras spat out in disdain as he watched the dark clouds slowly clear off. Zeras also retracted his rings back into his body, the anger in his eyes slowly fading away.

Stretching his hands forward, he violently tugged at the space in front of him, tearing open a dimensional hole before disappearing into it, the hole also closing behind him.

“He passed it. The Unpassable Mind Tribulation test that entraps a cultivator within his own deepest heart desire!”

“Did you notice that aura? His aura of hegemony! It reached a completely new level after he passed the test. The aura affected me! This could only mean one thing…” Grand Elder Swordsworth said, his eyes flashing with graveness…

“He has reached the Undying Rank!”

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“Undying Rank. Possessing the power to bring anything back to life…” Zeras whispered, clenching his fist tightly, his eyes flashing with a gleam of light. “Now I understand. I understand everything…” he mused to himself in understanding.

It had always piqued his curiosity how the figure from his clan had been able to bring Jason Celestria back to life, and only now did he realize how. It all rested on the new power that is forged from ever reaching the Undying Rank. A power that he had been oblivious of but could now sense in the elders. The source of undying.

It was present in the dantian of every undying cultivator, and in his own case, it was present in his spine. It was the true source of undying itself.

An accumulation of life energy since his beginning of cultivation shared into two parts. Such a power was even enough to bring back a dead person to life!

While each cultivator possesses two, they could also live on just one. That gives the Undying Realm expert their power, to bring back to life another, by sharing their one life core. But such a sacrifice wasn’t so simple. Since the core is one’s accumulation of energy since their beginning of cultivation, parting one half of it away would be like parting away with half of one’s lifetime cultivation!

It wasn’t something that could be easily given out at all. Just what type of psychopath would give out half of his own lifetime cultivation?

Only two people that Zeras knew could do that. The first was Vornek, who had willingly shared half his own lifetime potential to rejuvenate him, and the other was that guardian from his clan.

The one who had given his own life core away just so Jason Celestria could raise him up.