1334: Immortal Severance Takes Action

Immortal Severance Takes Action

"Hah!" the Zamuria Emperor shouted as he condensed a massive basin of water, splashing it into Zela, intending to seal her within.  1

But in response, Zela's figure turned into liquid and moved through the water, appearing before him as she slammed a punch his way. It wouldn't be over that easy.

"Hrrah!" He morphed the water into fire, intending to burn her when Zela turned into smoke and casually moved through his fire. 

No matter where she was, the moment her fists made contact with his Godly Energy, his physical body took damage. It was like he had been turned into a mortal as every attack caused him a lot of pain. 

Even when he defended against her attacks, it was as if Zela was capable of transmitting her attacks through her Godly Energy. That was why, even if all she did was touch his attacks using her fists, some body part of the Zamuria Emperor would begin bleeding. 

"What's with her mysterious ability?" The Zamuria Emperor flinched as he felt a lashing pain on his butt, causing him more emotional pain than physical pain. Normally, even if half his body was blown off by an attack, he wouldn't even flinch. 

After all, there was no concept of pain to a Primal God, whose body was now a manifestation of the laws themselves. As laws, the pain wasn't exactly the correct thing to feel.

So, they could casually fight without any concern. It was due to how much control they had over their respective laws. It could be said that in the Primal God Realm, one began to obtain authority over their respective laws. 

In short, it was hard to actually kill a Primal God unless the God of the respective law cut off their authority over it. 

But now, what Zela was doing went against common sense. Every attack from her didn't cause him much damage. But in exchange, the pain was stellar. Zela was unbelievable. 

Plus, she was casually able to actuate such pain from any direction she pleased. 

The pain of fingers breaking, nails being peeled off, skin being ripped out, eyes being gouged, and so on. As they fought, the sensation of pain felt by the Zamuria Emperor continued to escalate as soon after, he became unable to concentrate on fighting anymore. 

"Damn it, how is this possible? This shouldn't be happening!" The Zamuria Emperor shouted in shock, "You're only in the Third Stage of the Primal God Realm. How can you injure someone three stages above you? It shouldn't be possible!"

"Stages?" Zela paused her attacks, pointing at the Zamuria Emperor as she began to laugh. Her laughter resounded throughout the battlefield as everyone heard her tone filled with mockery. "This guy seriously thinks he's stronger than me just because he's at a higher stage. That's way too naive!"

"Listen, boy." Zela smirked as she pointed at the Zamuria Emperor, saying, "I hail from the Chaotic Four Supercontinents where each supercontinent is ruled by a God. Just so you know, there are more than a hundred Primal Gods in each supercontinent."

"And throughout history, the four supercontinents have been at war. It's unlike a peaceful backwater continent like yours." She snorted after that. "So, I've constantly had to fight those stronger than me just to survive. A mere three stages in difference is nothing when I've even had to fight with a realm's worth of difference before."

"Currently, I'm just playing with you. There's nothing you can do about that." She grinned, extending her hand as she invited him to throw a punch. "I'll thrash you a little more."

"You think you can act arrogantly for long?" The Zamuria Emperor riled up his Godly Energy. "Did you seriously think us Primal Gods are weaker than the lot of you?" 

"I don't think that," Zela shook her head seriously as she clarified, "I know that for a fact." 

"This bitch!" He glared at her before erupting with a dense Law of Water, causing the entire Celestial Battlefield to turn into an ocean that attacked everyone from the Mountain Sect while helping those from the three continents. 

The Guria and Rumria Emperors also noticed his actions, making eye contact as they erupted with their respective powers as well. 

The Rumria Emperor unleashed the Law of Gravity, causing the water to turn heavy and accurately target the enemies, weighing them down. 

Soon, the Guria Emperor unleashed the Law of Weightlessness, causing the water to move rapidly like light, accurately targeting the enemies. 

It was apparent that they had discussed and created a Godly Technique that fused the powers of all three and created a battlefield that was advantageous to them. 

They unleashed their Land Incarnations respectively, immediately creating a battlefield that amplified their strength and hindered their foes, causing those from the Mountain Sect to pale in response. 

The remaining four Primal Gods from their side were struggling already to face nine Primal Gods. Tianal and Boldak were even worse, constantly getting injured. They were just Weapon Spirits, not having the strength to engage in a prolonged battle with a cultivator. 

And now that this mysterious water battlefield had appeared, it further caused their situation to worsen. 

"It's risky if I don't take action even now, you know." Faunkill raised his hand, uttering nonchalantly. 

"Don't!" Zualin rebuked him. "This isn't a war to kill them. We need to defeat them and obtain resources from the Sub-Realm. If you take action, we'll win easily, but we won't be getting any rewards." 

"Fine…" Faunkill muttered, gritting his teeth as he glared at the Zamuria Emperor. "Fucker."

He recalled the time that the Zamuria Emperor called Zela a bitch, intending to make him suffer a fate worse than death. However, Zualin had been advising him to not take action. 

"You're damn weak, trash." The Zamuria Emperor snorted, pushing away Zela using their battlefield advantage as he spoke, "You can only hide behind your wife. Are you even a man? Well, once your wife is dead, you will never get the chance to be a man."

"…" Zualin sighed, raising his hand as he signaled the Primal Gods from the Mountain Sect to retreat, including Zela. 

"Just this once…" Faunkill muttered as he moved past Zela as he slowly released the killing intent bottled up within him throughout the millennia he had been trapped on the Zamuria Continent, too injured to even revive. 

"It's time people understand that I've returned. And you…" Faunkill gazed at the Zamuria Emperor as he muttered, "Your nightmare starts from today onwards."

Immortal Severance!

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