Chapter 1708: Chapter 1708: Infinite

Due to the unexpected occurrence of the event, Pranav became confused. He suffered three punches as he didn't have the time to analyze the situation. Bewilderment was apparent in his expression.

As he heard Blayd's remarks, Pranav's befuddlement grew even worse!

Suddenly, Zen appeared next to Blayd. Pranav's expression became stiff.

“You!” Pranav's eyes flashed. Hatred was reflected in his eyes as he stared at Zen.

Pranav had been planning to search for Zen meticulously, after he murdered all of those Supreme Lords. He was determined to find Zen, no matter the cost.

The Evolutionary Universe was vast. However, with Pranav's cultivation base, he knew that there was nowhere for Zen to hide.

Never would he have thought that the guy would actually show up and invite such a powerful expert. Pranav couldn't believe the situation he was in.

Just then, Pranav still wondered why Blayd only used sixty percent of his strength in his three punches instead of his maximum power to kill Pranav. Pranav was aware that the third punch of Blayd would be able to kill him. When he finally saw Zen, Pranav immediately understood that Zen had once employed a Wishing Spell towards him. The reason why Blayd did not kill him was just to make Zen fulfill the Wishing Spell.

Zen slowly walked towards Pranav with the Great Weighty Sword in his hand. Coldness was apparent in Zen's eyes. When he arrived in front of Pranav, Zen gently held the Great Weighty Sword horizontally and pressed it against Pranav's neck.

With the help of the Wishing Spell, Zen felt that his power had almost doubled. That was the advantage brought by the Wishing Spell, but the drawbacks were obvious. If Zen did not kill Pranav personally, his cultivation base would be permanently stagnated. Moreover, there was no way to break that curse, and Zen wouldn't be able to advance in his cultivation for the rest of his life!

Therefore, even if most martial artists in the divine land could use the Wishing Spell, they were extremely cautious if they were to employ it…

“I realize the wish of the Wishing Spell. Slaughtering the one in front of me is enough to calm my indignation. His death would quell the anger in my heart. With this, I would be able to fulfill my vows to the Wishing Spell,” Zen softly muttered before he raised Great Weighty Sword in his hands.

At that moment, Pranav no longer had the strength to struggle. Blayd's punches seemed ordinary, but the War God Hall's ultimate technique was extraordinarily formidable and destructive. The rapid surge of Blayd's fighting intent immediately extinguished the momentum within Pranav's body. At the same time, it entered Pranav's internal organs through his meridians and then penetrated his inner world.

The Holy Being covered the heavens with the Heavens-suppressing Object, while the True God covered the inner world with the Godly Tile. Once the Godly Tile was formed, it would not be destroyed. However, once those streaks of fighting intent were infused into the inner world, they would completely wrap around Pranav's Godly Tile. That was equivalent to sealing off all of Pranav's momentum. The loss of connection with his Godly Tile had left Pranav helpless and weakened.

With a sword pressed on his neck, Pranav knew that he was about to die. However, the smile on his face only became more and more pronounced. He then let out an arrogant laugh and said, “Do you really think that you can save the entire universe? And do you think you can save your father?”

The arrogant words from Pranav's mouth caused the Great Weighty Sword to freeze in midair. In fact, with Zen's current state of mind, no matter what Pranav said, it wasn't enough to affect him. However, Zen still responded with a calm tone, “No, I don't think so.”

“Then why are you struggling even though you are weak?” Pranav asked again with a prideful expression.

Zen creased his brow as he actually thought about the question rather carefully...

Blayd, Lavender, Supreme Lord of Oracle, and the others saw that Zen had started to hesitate. Their confusion was reflected on each of their faces. The Ancestral Dragon gently whimpered at the side, with a vast, damaged body. Even its power could not save it from death. Its pair of huge eyes had also lost their luster. But when the Ancestral Dragon saw Zen, its initially dim eyes suddenly glowed with a bright light. Although the Ancestral Dragon was no longer affected by the imprint after it grew up, it still had a natural sense of intimacy with Zen. ṙãƝОВËś

Thirty seconds...

Sixty seconds...

Ninety seconds...

The heavens shook violently again, and one more Supreme Lord had just died.

Zen still held his Great Weighty Sword high up in the air. As he maintained his formidable posture, his mind wandered for an answer. Puzzlement and perplexity were apparent at Zen's face as he stared blankly at Pranav.

Even though it was just a provocation, it was not easy for Zen to answer Pranav's question.

From the very start, Zen had always struggled just because of his sister. He had survived all sorts of difficult situations just to get her back to his side. However, he finally realized that his father had personally arranged every predicament and danger for him...

It had been a long time ever since he thought for a purpose about why he worked so hard to improve and to advance his cultivation...

Pranav said such provocative words so that he could disturb Zen's state of mind and stall for time. If Mateo were to appear here, he would still have a sliver of a chance to survive. Naturally, he would not give up. He also felt pleased as he saw that Zen was stunned after he delivered his provocations.

Actually, for Zen, Pranav had asked a critical question. The query Pranav gave was related to the purpose of Zen's life.

“Boom, boom, boom…”

Thunderous sounds of explosions could be heard from far away. The large balls of light exploded as the Supreme Lords continued their deadly battles. Even without the Roaring Token, the energy fluctuations and sounds of explosions could still spread very far away.

Dozens of supreme worlds were already torn apart while countless creatures had also died. The smell of blood and corpses decorated the battlefield.

A lot of creatures, even innocent ones, were murdered in the war. The deaths included mortals from thousands of kingdoms up to emperors who had just ascended to the throne. Innocent lives like women who were just about to give birth and infants who had not even opened their eyes to look at the world were also lost. Even scholars who had only participated in the imperial examinations were also trapped and at death's door.

Many martial artists paid attention to the war in the universe. But, many of the ordinary mortals still focused on their own lives. Even after they sighed over the strange phenomenon that occurred in the heavens and earth, they could only suffer in silence. They didn't want the war, and yet, their lives were still forfeited.

The innocent creatures didn't know whether the supreme world where they stayed would be torn or not. Even if they knew the situation, they could not do anything about it. After all, it would be tough for them to leave a supreme world no matter how hard they tried. They were like ants on a large ship. Even if they knew that this ship would sink, they wouldn't be able to escape to another ship. Despair enveloped them as they remained crippled by their powerlessness.

What was the point of their lives? How could weak and pathetic creatures like them continue to live in such a wartorn place?

As the lowest-level secondary creatures, these mortals also pursued beautiful things. They wanted to thrive and be able to find love and a family.

They pursued more beautiful women, more beautiful songs, higher status, more respected positions, as well as more gold, silver, and jewelry. To many people, that was the meaning of life.

Then, what was the meaning of Zen's life? Why was he born? Why was he still alive?

Compared to those mortals, he might be far more powerful. He could easily dominate the destiny of mortals in tens of thousands of kingdoms. Such weak beings could be killed or subdued by him without a sweat.

However, Zen himself was a secondary creature of the universe. Compared to the Holy Beings of the divine land, he was no different from those mortals. He, too, was pathetic when compared to beings of a higher power.

What about the True Gods and Holy Beings of the divine land?

Compared to the extraordinary creatures, could it be that True Gods were just like mortals? Additionally, Holy Beings might also be as insignificant as the emperors of mortals?

His mind was limitless, and so was the world...

“Infinite...”

Zen had a hint of realization in his heart. A new perception became embodied in his mind.

After five minutes, a hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Zen's mouth. The stiffness of his expression vanished and was replaced by a brave face.

As he saw Zen's gaze, Pranav was a bit shocked. Despair crept inside him as his heart sank.

“It's for my own path. I continue to struggle for my own life path...” Zen uttered with a smile. The Great Weighty Sword in his hand moved slightly in the wind. His conviction became apparent in his expression.

“What is your life path?” Pranav asked again as he wanted to stall for time.

However, Zen shook his head and smiled peculiarly at Pranav. “My life path is too remarkable and profound. It is on a level you can never achieve. You don't have the qualifications to know it!”

As he finished his words, Zen swung the Great Weighty Sword. The mighty power poured out as his eyes were flooded with the malicious aura. He slashed out the Gods-intimidating Strike in a flash...

“Puff!”

Fresh blood splattered everywhere. The ground was painted red as the stench of a recent death filled the air. The sword intent created by the Gods-intimidating Strike passed through Pranav's body. It spread across the surface of the supreme world.

The supreme world they were currently in was called “Autumn Mountain World”. There were many mountains within that supreme world, and there were almost no plains. As Zen launched a sword strike, all the mountains within a radius of a thousand miles were slashed and flattened. All that was left was a vast and wide plain.

Later on, Zen's sword strike was vividly recorded by someone, and many warriors, even mortals, knew that Zen had killed a True God there. It was said that the blood of that True God had soaked into a particular part of the plain. Whoever could find the blood-soaked stone would be able to obtain the inheritance of that True God. It became a hunted treasure for warriors who wanted to strengthen themselves quickly. Thus countless warriors went there to dig and look for that stone, which made the entire plain full of bumps and hollows.

As such, the plain was called the “God Slaying Plain”.

“How could you be so powerful? What kind of comprehension have you gained?” Lavender asked as she floated nearby Zen. Her slender body curled up and leaned against Zen's shoulder while she stared at him with a crooked face. Curiosity and a hint of fear were reflected in her eyes. Zen had been in a daze for a long time just then. Additionally, Zen's behavior was extremely abnormal. Lavender was afraid that he would spiral into madness.

“I'm fine.” Zen took a deep breath and raised his head to look at the sky. Afterward, he tightened his grip on the Great Weighty Sword. “There's only one more left…”

After he murdered Pranav, Zen had finally realized his wish. At that moment, the power generated by the Wishing Spell had quickly disappeared from Zen's body.