Chapter 1464: Chapter 1464: Threat

As a member of the Sacred race, Maha knew the divine land better than anyone else in the universe. If he could say so himself, he knew the ins and outs of the land like the back of his hand.

Similar to the the Upper World and Lower World, the universe was a lower plane compared to the divine land.

The rules of cultivation in the universe were set by the Holy Being and no one else.

Because of this, it was natural for the people of the divine land to think of themselves highly and regard the creatures of the universe as weaker and inferior to them.

Even the Godly Geniuses had to painstakingly go through tens of millions of years of hard work just to have the qualifications to be on equal footing with the geniuses of the divine land. It took them endless blood and sweat, and a staggering massive amount of resources, just to get that far.

But this was simply the natural order of things and the glaring difference that they were born with.

Maha was the son of a True God. With his status and high birth, he was able to stand tall and be proud among the Sacred race.

However, he could never be satisfied with his current situation as long as he was still alive. He yearned for more.

He wanted to set out and go to the divine land to become a True God. In the past, he had already gone to the Divine Refinement Forbidden Land where he reaped quite a lot of benefits.

But it was not enough as he was still unable to become a True God, like he had wished. Actually, condensing a Godly Tile was a really hard feat to achieve.

Zen's words were hitting the wrong cord in Maha, and it made him frown. A dangerous shadow passed over his face and sharpened his demonic eyes as a fuse of anger lit in his chest, taking over his system.

Indeed, the True God of the Sacred race, his father, was not able to come to this round of the universe in person due to a number of reasons.

This was the very reason why the Sacred race chose to negotiate instead.

But this sorry bunch of old mongrels were not easily swayed and they refused his request, much to his frustration.

'If that is the case, why not just use the power of a True God to kill this person?'

Maha stunned himself when this dangerous thought surfaced to the forefront of his mind. It seemed that he had not been aware that he was terrified of Zen.

“Even though I'm just a world lord, killing you is still a piece of cake to me,” Maha murmured with venom in his voice.

He was quite a decisive man. Once he made a decision, he would always carry it out. He was a man of his own words and he always relied on his intuition and judgment. Since Zen gave him a sense of danger, there was absolutely no way he'd let him grow freely.

Those nine Supreme Lords also seemed to understand this Godly Genius' temperament very well. They knew that although Maha's personality was arrogant, cruel, and ruthless, he'd never broken his promises before and would always see them through.

It was just like what Maha had said. Once he became a True God, he would definitely kill that Supreme Lord Healum. Nothing would stop him in accomplishing that in the future.

As Maha spoke, Master Feng gently waved his hand in the air. An invisible force spread out from his gesture, forming a daunting and towering high wall.

Perhaps Maha wasn't even worth mentioning, but they had to be wary of that giant hand. It was the hand of a True God, after all, and they knew just how dangerous it was. The moment they lost their guard and they got hit, there was a high chance that they could not endure his blow.

At that very moment, all of the Supreme Lords grew quiet, simmering in their own thoughts of fear. None of them wanted to provoke a powerful True God.

But if they stayed idle and refused to make a move, then it would appear as if they had allowed Maha to parade around and step over them with that arrogant attitude of his.

“I admit, I'm not your match right now,” Zen said, his smile not wavering. He continued, “However, the moment I become a world lord, I swear I will only use one finger to end you.”

As he said this, he also extended a finger toward Maha.

Maha was a tyrant among the Sacred race. His father was a True God that transcended the universe, and his talent was unprecedented in the universe where the Sacred race lived. This kind of words had always been thrown at others by him. What qualifications did the others have to treat him like he was a mere pest in their eyes? 𝘙ΆƝՕʙЁṩ

He'd never thought that this Zen, the man who had made him feel uneasy and a tad bit afraid, would prove to be an even more arrogant prick than he was at this moment.

Unknowingly, the confrontation between the two universes gradually focused on the heated tension between Zen and Maha.

The Supreme Lords that had gathered within the Celestial Position race had yet to make a move. The same was true of the Supreme Lords and the True God's hand standing behind Maha. Everyone was standing still with bated breaths.

In the end, both of them stared the other off and hesitated to move. They didn't want to make a mistake and fall out with each other.

However, with Maha's arrogant and brash personality, he was not one to care about this sort of balance. He had never been at a disadvantageous position before. When he heard Zen's words, Maha let out an icy smile. Then he controlled the giant hand behind him and launched a direct attack toward Zen.

Master Feng, Supreme Lord of Oracle, Supreme Lord of Original Sin, and Supreme Lord of Thunder Punishment started moving almost simultaneously.

The giant hand slammed down on Zen at a very rapid speed. Even the formless power unleashed by Master Feng was instantly torn apart, unable to block it in the slightest.

“Do you really think we are afraid of a True God?”

Supreme Lord of Oracle's expression was as cold as an arctic ice. The short sword in her hand immediately transformed into a sharp stream of light in the air, lighting up the entire place.

The stream of light split into many jagged long hooks, and, with quick succession, hooked into the giant hand.

Earlier in the fight, Supreme Lord of Oracle had already witnessed the might of this giant hand, so she did not dare to underestimate its strength. She merely wanted to block its attacks.

As for Supreme Lord of Thunder Punishment, he jumped into the air and morphed into a Buddha. With one quick step, he was already in front of Zen, determined to stop this giant hand.

Supreme Lord of Original Sin's expression turned solemn and focused as he disappeared from where he stood, nowhere to be found.

As for the other Supreme Lords, they stood in shock and were caught mentally unprepared. They could not fathom what was happening. Could it be that they were about to start a war with the Sacred race right now?

If the owner of this giant hand came out, how would the Supreme Lords manage to resist its powers?

Soon, all of the Supreme Lords' worries banished into thin air when a new figure joined them.

A peal of laughter rang in the air as a lean shadow slowly materialized in the space beside Zen. When the old man finally appeared, he extended his withering hand and tapped the palm of the giant hand with his finger.

There was no contact between the two, but the giant hand seemed to have eyes. As if it could sense the power of the finger, it suddenly maneuvered differently and changed its style in mid-air. The fingers on the palm straightened and turned into a palm knife.

The old man kept a straight face while his dexterous fingers changed their movements. He touched his thumb with his pinky finger and pointed toward the wrist of the giant hand.

The hand gestures between the two constantly changed, as if two drunkards were playing a drinkers' wager game. Notably, there wasn't a single substantive exchange of blows between them, which surprised the onlookers.

Every time the hand changed its pattern, the old man's hand would also change along with it to counter its moves.

In the end...

The giant hand finally stopped moving and its attacks came to a halt.

A sharp icy voice suddenly boomed from the center of the nine Supreme Lords, “I didn't expect that a disciple of a Holy Being like you would be hiding in the universe, fighting for your life. So you really aren't dead yet.”

“I will never die,” the old man replied with a cool smile.

“It's never too late,” the voice bit back.

The old man laughed and said, “You should worry about yourself and your son's life first ... We'll take his life.”

He did not even spare Maha any glance when he said this, like he was not anyone important to discuss. For the old man, his life wasn't worth wasting time for.

As the old man's voice fell silent, Supreme Lord of Original Sin transported beside Maha, a black spear held tight in his hand which he positioned against Maha's forehead.

Maha was the Sacred race's Godly Genius and had the highest chance of becoming a True God. Not only that, he was also the True God's son. If they could kill him, then it would be extremely beneficial for everyone in the entire universe.

There was a long period of tensed silence before the voice spoke again, saying, “If you dare to kill my son, I will leave the Sacred race behind and kill you. Then I will destroy this universe. Kill him and I swear I will do as I say.”

A sly challenging smile made its way onto the old man's face. “You really can't get here, huh? You were attacked, right? I wonder which universe had such courage. How dare them invade the universe where the Sacred race lives? Or perhaps... there is another battle between two Holy Beings in the divine land?”

Master Feng had speculated that if the Sacred race had absolute strength, then they wouldn't have sent Maha out to negotiate in the first place. Instead, they would have directly pushed their entire race into the universe. And now the old man solidified his speculations even more.

In the universe where the Sacred race resided, there was a True God who was tied down and couldn't leave. He had the responsibility to guard the universe first and foremost, so he was not able to come here in person.

When they heard his words, the other Supreme Lords nodded their heads, suddenly hit with enlightenment.

This old man had no real intent to kill Maha. At this moment, fighting them to death was neither wise nor prudent. The threat he had made to kill Maha was just a mere test.

“You have no right to know,” the voice said in a cutting tone. The giant hand slowly withdrew, volunteering no further information. It had left Maha and the nine Supreme Lords alone.

Just now, the owner of this giant hand warned that should anyone dare to kill Maha, he would definitely retaliate by flattening the entire universe first. He said this not only because he was confident in his own strength, but also because he didn't consider the old man as his equal.

Maha tilted his head and sneered at Supreme Lord of Original Sin, cold arrogance taking over his face. “Heard that? So why aren't you moving your garbage spear away from me?”