Every stage on the Other Shore exerted great pressure on those who entered. Most warriors would suffer serious discomfort when they reached a higher stage.
Even Zen felt the pressure quite vividly when he came to a new stage.
But after being in the stage for a long time, he would get used to the pressure and no longer felt it.
Zen had imagined the pressure here would be unbearable, considering it was the core area of the highest stage of the Other Shore.
But when he arrived, he was surprised to find he did not feel anything.
What he saw before him was a vast, rolling grassland and a small lake in the distance. A breeze blew past and the water shimmered.
This didn't seem like the Other Shore but more like an ordinary world.
Soon though, Zen discovered that something was not quite right.
The Primeval Lord of Heaven, the real Fuxi and the others beside him all became stiff, as if someone had cast a spell on them. The Monkey Spirit King and the Monkey Masters not far away were dead still too.
"Primeval Lord of Heaven?
Master Fuxi?
What's going on?"
Zen's face was flushed with astonishment and concern.
It was impossible to freeze everyone, including the Monkey Masters and the Monkey Spirit King, by any sort of spatial means, no matter how powerful it was.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Just then, black cracks began splitting in the distance, extending towards Zen from afar, crawling along like numerous reptiles
and swallowing everything in their way. The lake and the grassland disappeared rapidly, in a seemingly impossible engulfment of the environment.
"Be mindful, Zen. This is the Space Devouring Technique!" The voice of the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord rang out in Zen's mind.
"The Space Devouring Technique has trapped them all?" asked Zen disbelieving.
"No, it's you who have been trapped," revealed the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord. "What you see are all illusions, and the Space Devouring Technique will tear you and these illusions to pieces."
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The black cracks surged closer and closer and had soon spread to the human heroes.
It was just as the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord had said; the Monkey Spirit King, the Monkey Masters and the human heroes were in fact not real. The ground beneath them was eroded to pieces by the black cracks and disappeared before Zen's eyes.
The others might have been illusions, but Zen himself was real.
Seeing what was coming for him, he realized he had no way to escape.
Crack! Crack!
When the first black crack reached him, he felt an intensely powerful tearing force pulling at his body.
Crack! Crack!
Zen's body was much stronger now with the help of the ancestry-level bloodline. His body was as hard as rock in the face of the Space Devouring Technique, only the edge being slightly warped. The black crack then lost its power for moving on.
Crack! Crack!
Crack!
Then came more and more cracks.
Hundreds of them surrounded and tore at Zen.
"The Space Devouring Technique is not as terrifying as I imagined," Zen muttered.
This revelation rendered the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord speechless. The strengthening he had undergone was really quite extraordinary. "It's because your body is now too strong," he said.
The attack lasted a full five minutes before the cracks faded away and the surrounding space gradually grew brighter. However, what Zen saw before him had him astonished.
Not far off, Zhurong had turned into a human shaped flame. It was then divided into hundreds of pieces. When a large portion of it was extinguished, another was ignited. But Zen could feel that it was clearly weakened bit by bit.
The body of the real Snake Goddess had also completely disappeared, turning into a shadow being sliced constantly.
The real Fuxi, Gonggong, Eastern Emperor Taiyi and the others were all using their own methods to fight.
"Were they also hit by the Space Devouring Technique?" asked Zen.
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