Chapter 1165: Chapter 1165: Warning
There was a blinding flash as the Supreme Lord's saber swept through the air and accurately hit that single grain of sand.
The moment the steel tip of his saber hit the grain, he noticed a hairline crack appear on his crescent blade light.
In the end, his crescent blade light couldn't even swat the tiny grain away. The tremendous force of his slash was wasted and merely continued passing through half of the universe to pierce through thousands of stars before totally dissipating.
The tiny grain of sand merely floated on the spot as it slowly rotated in the air.
The results greatly dismayed Supreme Lord Ranell. He was a mighty Supreme Lord yet he couldn't even cause any damage to this tiny grain of sand!
He raised his saber to try again but another Supreme Lord stepped forward and indicated that it was now his turn to attack the sand grain.
The Supreme Lords all took their turn trying to break this grain of sand one after another. They exhausted all of their abilities and used every kind of Law of Causality they knew but to no avail.
It wasn't just the Supreme Lords. Even Zen and Lavender, who currently hid within the fairy palace, were equally shocked at the extreme resilience of the sand grain.
This fairy palace had always been Zen's final fort, a place where he could hide when things immediately went south for him — a sanctuary in times of desperation.
He relied greatly on this fairy palace but even he did not expect that it would be able to block even a mighty Supreme Lord's attack.
He was extremely nervous earlier but witnessing the Supreme Lords fail one after the other relieved him greatly. The strength of the palace wasn't something to be trifled with.
It seemed that he had greatly underestimated his master and the origin of this fairy palace.
He knew his master was someone who had surpassed the heavens and this fairy palace was something extraordinary but never to this extent!
What exactly was the world above heavens like? And just how powerful was his master's cultivation base?
It was something Zen couldn't really imagine.
His thoughts then veered towards the man who had taken Yan away.
Now that he thought about it, he realized that not even Lavender would stand any chance of defeating that man. The young man's strength far surpassed that of a Supreme Lord which was the level Lavender's true strength was at.
Someone above heavens… was he the true god?
The conclusion left a bitter taste in his mouth but he nonetheless found himself smiling. If that was really the case, then it seemed he had quite a long way to go if he wanted to see Yan again.
Lavender floated quietly beside Zen but the sparkle of excitement in her eyes was undeniable. She was equally shocked and awed by the fairy palace.
She was ten times more knowledgeable than Zen but not even she could gauge the true power of the fairy palace. She didn't even think it was anything special at first. Now that she was witnessing its resilience firsthand, she finally understood that it was something way beyond her imagination.
Outside the fairy palace, more than twenty Supreme Lords had already used whatever method they could think of to make the tiny grain budge, but none of them were successful.
It was truly laughable how they were just threatening Zen a few moments ago. They never thought they'd end up being the powerless ones in this situation.
Zen hid in this minuscule sand grain but they could do nothing to him!
Elena had the Saint Thunder Meteor Hammer in her hand but silently dropped it while gazing at that tiny grain of sand.
So many Supreme Lords had already tried their best but it had all been in vain. She knew the power she could unleash with the help of the Faith Energy was going to be stronger but she didn't think it would still be enough. 𝙧ＡNоＢÈꞨ
There was a hint of resentment in Elena's eyes. Lavender's unintentional exposure of her position should've ended things smoothly. Elena thought that this was going to be the perfect opportunity for her to finally kill her rival queen who remained as the final obstacle in her domination of the entire Demon Night race.
She didn't think that things were going to be a bit more complicated due to the protection of this mysterious fairy palace.
'If I let Zen go this time, he and Lavender will rely on this fairy palace to become stronger…' she thought. Elena then found herself in a state of great crisis. She didn't fully know the origins of this fairy palace but she knew that it was probably something far beyond her imagination. It was most likely filled with great resources that could increase Zen's strength in the future.
If Zen managed to become a Supreme Lord, he'd surely help Lavender recover her strength. When that happened, Elena was sure to be doomed.
“No, I can't give up! I must break this space treasure today!” Elena brandished the Saint Thunder Meteor Hammer in her hand and smashed it towards the grain of sand…
A day had passed but the Supreme Lords could now only stand and watch as the grain of sand spun slowly in place.
The Crown of Destiny had made them come here but this powerful space treasure that was the fairy palace completely captured their interest.
Some of them had truly exhausted all means necessary to break the grain with a few even using some very special Laws of Causality. In their desperation, one even used poison.
The poison strategy greatly amused Zen. A Supreme Lord's poison was a thousand times stronger than regular ones but it still wasn't enough. This tiny grain of sand drove these Supreme Lords mad!
Several more Supreme Lords arrived and their number was now close to thirty.
They all came from different races and represented the different forces of the universe.
Buzz!
There was a slight buzzing sound as another burst of light signaled the arrival of another Supreme Lord.
The light slowly condensed into a figure of a man and the sight of his face changed the expressions on everyone's faces.
Although the figure was of a man, this latecomer did not come from the human race but from the Celestial Position race.
This race was peculiar and was a hybrid of many different races. Whether it was a human or some other member of another race, one would have to go through the prerequisite blood exchange to become a true Celestial Position member. It wasn't a large group but every single member was powerful, especially their Supreme Lords.
However, the race was also well-known for being unreasonable. The arrival of a Celestial Position Supreme Lord meant that things here were about to get complicated soon enough.
“Supreme Lord Marcello! Did the Celestial Position race also come to have a finger in the pie?” Supreme Lord Ranell asked with a sneer.
Although the Celestial Position was effectively a multi-racial group and was generally tolerant of the differences of their members' origins, their relationship with the ogres was extremely bad.
Supreme Lord Marcello's gaze was hard and cold, “What did you say? Have a finger in the pie?” He scoffed and continued, “Our race has been involved from the very beginning, and yet we won't demand anything from the young man.”
“What do you mean?” Ranell asked curiously.
The other Supreme Lords listened intently, also perplexed by Marcello's words.
The Celestial Position Supreme Lord pointed at the tiny grain of sand that slowly spun in space, “Because the young man in this space treasure is a member of our race!”
This declaration surprised and displeased the Supreme Lords present.
“A member of your race? I don't believe it! I'll say he's a member of the ogres then!” Ranell snorted.
The other Supreme Lords quickly sided with him. They were simply unwilling to believe Marcello's words.
However, Marcello remained a picture of calm despite the disbelief from the other Supreme Lords, “Zen passed our race's test and has obtained the golden Celestial Position title. He is a significant member of our race.”
This revelation surprised the other Supreme Lords greatly. Golden Celestial Position titles were extremely rare and appeared only a few times during this grand era. However, they were quick to hide their surprise and replace it with their skeptic looks.
Who knew if Marcello was merely speaking nonsense? Did he want to take this young man away with this casual excuse? What if his real agenda was to take the Crown of Destiny and the space treasure all to himself? Ha! In his dreams!
“So what if it's a golden Celestial Position title?” a Supreme Lord uttered with disdain.
Marcello smiled, already catching on as to where this hostility was coming from. “Don't worry, I'm not here to fight with you over the Crown of Destiny. Although it's important, our race doesn't take it that seriously!”
Another Supreme Lord snorted, “You don't have to pretend to be so aloof. Just tell us why you came here.”
The Celestial Position was an unconventional race. They did not care about the expansion of their forces unlike the other races and often did things that an outsider couldn't understand.
They had a habit of occasionally giving up some of their supreme worlds to share with other races, not to mention a few other crazier acts…
“I have something to say to everyone here,” Marcello declared in an incredibly serious tone.
“What's it?” Addison asked.
“If any of you dare to harm a single hair on Zen's head then the Celestial Position race will not hesitate to kill you, even if you are a Supreme Lord.”
The declaration stunned the Supreme Lords present but their surprise quickly evaporated with rage.
“Do you actually think you have the qualifications to threaten us?” a Supreme Lord sneered.
“Do you think that the universe belongs to your race? Do you think you have the power to decide our fates?” another asked in a cold voice.
Killing a Supreme Lord was no easy feat. A war amongst their ranks was no simple manner and often spelled disaster for the 100, 000 supreme worlds. When two mighty Supreme Lords fought, countless lives often ended up being forfeited in the midst of the battle.
But Marcello merely shrugged, “It wasn't said by me. It came from the old man, the head of our race.”
The head of the Celestial Position race…
The Supreme Lords immediately fell silent.
The head of the Celestial Position race was a great figure. He was easily placed the same level as the leaders of the three greatest human forces — the Supreme Lord of Oracle, the Supreme Lord of Original Sin, and the Supreme Lord of Thunder Law — as well as the Demon Night race's Supreme Lord Giovani and the ogres' Supreme Lord Mathias.
These six leaders were the only top-rank Supreme Lords in the entire universe.
Their reactions were simply brushed off by Marcello. “I also have a message for you, Zen,” he said, looking towards the grain of sand. “Our head hopes that you will pay a visit to our race when you have the time. It would be better if you come before the Illusion Battlefield begins. The old man has something important to discuss with you.”
After that, he shot a sideways glance to the other Supreme Lords before turning into a speck of light and disappearing from everyone's sight, leaving just as quickly as he came.
It wasn't anything new. The members of the Celestial Position race were always like that.
Back to the matter at hand: the Supreme Lords now knew they had to leave Zen alone lest they drew the ire of the Celestial Position race head. That old man's background was too mysterious and it would be unwise for them to provoke him.
However, the Crown of Destiny and the fairy palace were still fair game. They did not care for Zen's life at all.
Except maybe Elena.
How could she kill Lavender without killing Zen after all?
The Demon Night race always had an amicable relationship with the Celestial Position race. Nearly one-third of the Demon Night's young geniuses accepted the test and trials of the Celestial Position race before becoming famous. Some returned to the Demon Night while the rest continued to stay in the Celestial Position race.
This symbiotic relationship between the two races would no doubt come to an end if Elena killed Zen. She was now currently at a loss as to what she should do.
“Hey, human boy, did you hear that? The Celestial Position race will protect your life. You better leave that fairy palace now and we'll spare you. Otherwise, I'll cut off the vitality between heaven and earth and you'll be trapped inside there for a million years! Remember, you're only at the Soul Sea Realm! Your lifespan will not exceed one hundred thousand years!” a Supreme Lord threatened. The Celestial Position race's warning did not deter them in the slightest to attain their goal. These Supreme Lords had endless time to confront Zen here.
“Do you really think the words of the Celestial Position race head would be enough to scare us?” Ranell sneered. “Let's see just how long you'll last, human boy!”
Zen's eyes flashed when he heard their threats. He quickly turned to Saul, “Looks like there's no need for me to hesitate. Since these fellows are too stubborn, then just do as you've suggested earlier!”
Saul smiled, “You are too merciful. It's no big deal to kill several Supreme Lords. What's more, their death would mean more Crowns of Destiny. I can't wait to see what interesting things will happen after that.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of light suddenly shot out from the grain of sand. It had burst out so suddenly that the Supreme Lords didn't even have the time to react to it.