CHAPTER 1319: CHAPTER 573: THE BIZARRE BATTLE

The ocean.

A single log floats on the surface, rising and falling with the waves.

On the log.

Shen Ye stands holding a knife, constantly performing slashing motions.

After seeing Aloys off, he entered the Illusion Realm, fully immersed in comprehending the knowledge and skills of the Void Saint level.

Five hundred years have passed.

He drifts on the deserted ocean, refining his skills with the knowledge of the Saint level, working tirelessly day and night.

This day.

The voice of Charlotte suddenly came from the long knife:

"The time of your Zouma Lantern blade stance is about to run out, and time will return to normal."

"—Are you going to end your training now?"

"No, my advancement in sword techniques is not enough yet. I might need to continue training for a while," Shen Ye said.

He suddenly sensed something else and said apologetically:

"I’m sorry for not accompanying you properly."

"No need to apologize—the Human Race’s time has been too short, and you haven’t grown enough. You indeed need to continue training."

"Moreover, in the Myriad Realms, many strong individuals continually train for thousands of years."

"—You must strive to train and first ensure you survive."

Charlotte said softly.

"Then, I’ll continue," Shen Ye said.

"Hmm, I’m right by your side—in fact, I’m quite satisfied just accompanying you," Charlotte said.

After they finished talking.

Shen Ye swung the long knife again, striking out a "Zouma Lantern."

Five hundred years have passed.

He struck himself again with this move.

But this move had become somewhat different.

Faint light descended, replacing the ocean, turning the seas into fields.

Shen Ye stood in a bamboo forest.

He assumed a posture, continuing to hone his blade techniques.

Another eight hundred years passed.

One day.

He suddenly stopped his blade, a feeling indescribable surfaced in his heart.

The sword techniques seemed different from before.

Small blurry words kept appearing in the Void beside him:

"You have practiced blade techniques uninterrupted for thirteen hundred years, and today you gained something."

"’Flower Scattering’ and ’Zouma Lantern’ begin to advance."

"Congratulations."

"You’ve forged your own path."

"—Unrestricted, unpredictable, your sword technique it is."

At this moment.

In the outside world, only a few minutes had passed since he let Ailos go.

...

Cage Battle.

Arena.

Siras forced himself to calm down, and spoke in a deep voice:

"Brother, do you know what you’re saying?"

"Yes," Sirren also followed on, "If you’re being coerced by him, tell us right away, and we’ll do everything we can to save you!"

O Jia’s expression showed no change.

To avoid misunderstanding by Shen Ye, he quickly communicated:

"Don’t listen to them—this is them trying to drive a wedge between us—they’ve long been coveting my power."

"Aren’t you brothers?" Shen Ye asked curiously.

"When there are mutual benefits, we’re brothers, otherwise not so much," O Jia said.

Shen Ye pondered and said, "How much strength do you have left?"

"And you?" O Jia countered.

"You speak first," Shen Ye said.

"No, you go first," O Jia said.

"Let’s be honest with each other," Shen Ye said angrily.

"Alright, as long as you break that slash, and let me completely out of the illusion technique, I’ll tell you then," O Jia said.

Shen Ye smacked his lips, not saying a word.

—Do you think I’m stupid?

As soon as I break the sword technique, you’d be free.

With your time-based sealing skill and causality law doll skills, you will surely join these two Destructive Main Gods and take me down in one fell swoop.

Yes.

Three against one.

Plus, I’ve been hit by a causality law technique.

There’s no better opportunity than this.

But—

I also can’t completely not help.

As the Destruction Primordial Spirit, I can instinctively sense that what the other side said is completely correct.

The devouring between Destructive Main Gods is terrifying.

There’s absolutely no turning back.

I still don’t want to lose this clone.

What to do?

—In a situation where there is mutual distrust, to face a Cage Battle.

How to fight this?

"Let’s not say more, you go talk to them," Shen Ye changed the topic.

O Jia then took control of the body.

"Don’t ask silly questions."

O Jia’s tone was unusually calm as he spoke to the two Destructive Main Gods opposite:

"His sword technique is very powerful, and I’m stronger than him in Technique, so we agreed to try to understand each other’s skills and knowledge through fusion."

Siras and Sirren exchanged a glance.

What to do?

This situation was unexpected.

Siras pondered, speaking:

"Brother, we’ve initiated a King level Cage Battle."

"And because he just accepted the Cage Battle not long ago, our opening of the battle this time incurred a lot of costs."

Sirren also nodded repeatedly, agreeing:

"Brother, do you think you can let us win this time?"

"No, I can’t lose to you," O Jia said indifferently.

Shen Ye took advantage of the gap to interject:

"Besides, that Saint’s soul fragment has already gone back."

The surroundings fell silent.

Only the three Destructive Main Gods could be heard saying in unison:

"What? Gone back?"

"Yes, indeed, I already understood that such a master’s soul fragment isn’t something I can keep, so I let it go back," Shen Ye said.

Siras looked down at the detecting technique in his hand.

—The other party wasn’t lying!

What the heck.

Busy back and forth, and got nothing.

Still, the brother was smart.

He acted first, at least snatching a newly emerged King level sword technique in the Myriad Realms.

Siras and Sirren, feeling dejected, sighed helplessly.

"Alright then, let me hit once, and end this boring Cage Battle."

O Jia raised his hand.