Inside the Burial Land, the cloud of Probability Extreme Form continued to stretch over the surface, covering it completely.

The figures of the downgrader came into sight and then left over and over again.

In less than a minute, tens of billions of avatars appeared, only to disappear, leaving without a trace. The number was meaningless when it came to infinity.

Over a thousand Zen's avatars in the cloud were killed. His real body was sliced into smaller parts and scattered around the Burial Land.

Despite this, Zen's ancestry-level bloodline, consciousness, and Extreme Form energies were still alive, pushing through the tragedy that had just happened.

Buzz!

With all that was left of his power and strength, Zen called his scattered body parts to come together and waited as it took shape.

However, before he could regain his balance, an uncountable number of the downgrader's avatars came to surround him.

"Go to hell!"

the downgrader's avatars said, launching palm strikes towards Zen.

Zen knew palm strikes were not very great in power. They weren't even strong enough to kill an Eternal Realm warrior.

What worried him was the number of avatars aiming the strikes at him at the same time. Enduring one strike was possible, but to endure tens of billions of strikes at the same time was a different ball game. For all he knew, they could have the power to burn him into ashes in the blink of an eye!

'In the primitive land, I would not die, ' Zen thought to himself. Even if his original body was broken, it would still remain inside the Burial Land.

However, as soon as his parts began to morph into his original body, what was always waiting for him were the downgrader's avatars, ready to attack him with great intensity.

Five times.

Ten times.

Fifty times.

One hundred times.

He had barely stitched his body parts back together, and the avatars were already breaking it down. It would be impossible for him to fight back.

"You're becoming desperate, Zen. I can feel it," the downgrader said. "I was generous enough to give you every chance to surrender, but you're too hard-headed. You still refused. Now, there's no time for regret. You'd better use the only time you have left to say goodbye to this world!"

Buzz!

mountain reaching the heavens, Zen's

him

to quit. He quickly began to think of other places where he could continue condensing into his original

It was the voice of the ancestry-level bloodline. "Zen, stop," it pleaded, sounding very

Zen

ancestry-level bloodline replied,

Are you saying I shouldn't do anything about this?" Zen asked with

had been face-to-face with a large number of strong and powerful opponents. For the first time in his life, he had felt

knew everything would be destroyed. Everything he had done was going to be

now was just too

when the ancestry-level bloodline began to speak again, catching his attention. "I've found Clarence's memories,"

"What did you say?"

sure if he had heard right.

were stored

His body parts, as well as the crystal, merged into the Burial Land. Then,

Zen asked, furrowing his brows in

I'm not a part of

a sharp pain from the back of his brain. "Argh!" he screamed in pain. All of a

Boom!

was gone,

After this, he noticed that in front of him lay

make him feel empty. Ironically, it gave

Zen couldn't help but ask, taking in his

in the perfect land," an unfamiliar voice

in here. How can this be perfect?" he asked, confused but curious.

especially considering that everyone had a different definition of perfection. What was perfect for

caused countless ripples to appear in the space.

rose from the ground which was paved with

similar to those of the fairy palace but even more like those of the Luo Clan's old

children were very much like younger versions of Letitia, Margaret,

Zen felt a sense of peace and contentment in his heart.

it, especially so easily, but he was

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