CHAPTER 2682: CHAPTER 2680: THREE GREAT SPIRITS

Ethan Smith’s Divine Soul continued to expand exponentially, and the Miracle Force instantly transformed his Divine Soul into something akin to a Black Hole.

Innumerable Divine Power poured into his Divine Soul, causing his strength to keep ascending.

This was a manifestation of his future power, meaning that if he hadn’t used this Miracle Energy,

his future might very well reach this level.

It’s unknown how much time passed, but his Divine Soul Power finally reached its strongest point.

The terrifying Divine power made everyone in the Holy Kingdom Core Region feel their souls tremble.

Especially the stronger ones, who could more deeply feel this horrifying force.

"Could it be that a new Holy Lord of the Holy Kingdom has been born? Why so quickly?"

A chubby middle-aged man with a flushed, swollen nose shivered and said with some suspicion.

"It doesn’t seem so; the aura was only at the True Spirit Realm half an hour ago, not even reaching the Path Realm. It must have been due to some kind of heaven-defying item that boosts strength."

Opposite him, an old man dressed like a farmer, barefoot and fishing, laughed.

When he smiled, only four teeth remained out of ten, but this appearance didn’t diminish the terrifying aura he exuded.

"What are you saying, Old Three? We, the beings of the Three Great Holy Kingdoms, just sit here and do nothing?"

The flushed nose laughed heartily.

"I don’t care who becomes the Holy Lord. It’s none of my business anyway; they can’t catch me."

A lazy youth lay on the lawn, chewing a blade of dogtail grass.

"Such fearsome Divine Power; this force already surpasses Morning Frost, reaching a level beyond our perception. It’s a pity, though. If he hadn’t used this item, he might have had the chance to vie for the Holy Lord, even challenge the tribulation of the seventh stage, Condense Divinity. But alas, this child has no future."

The barefoot old man pulled up the fishing hook, raising a gigantic dragon thousands of meters long along with the fishing rod.

With a gentle flick, the dragon was tossed into the fish tank beside him, shrinking to swim around inside the tank.

Its small eyes looked at the old man, showing an expression of extreme fear, not understanding why it was soaring in its territory and suddenly got fished out by this old man.

"The Eighteen Holy Kingdoms have sealed the passage between two lands for three Heavenly Path Years. Now Morning Frost breaks the passage between realms with Holy Kingdom power. It seems even geniuses from the Lower Realm are plentiful, but they lack the soil to soar. Likely, there are many talents in this Holy Kingdom similar to this child."

The flushed nose’s expression cooled.

"However, we absolutely cannot let a new Holy Lord emerge. Otherwise, it poses a great threat to us. If anyone shows signs of becoming one, we must kill them with full force. Morning Frost is an example; our Five Great Spirits have already been slain by two. If another Holy Lord appears, we may not even survive."

The old man nodded in agreement with the flushed nose’s remark.

Only the lazy youth lying on the grass said nothing, lost in thought.

"What are you thinking, Old Three?"

Seeing the young man silent for so long, the flushed nose asked curiously.

The youth spat out the dogtail grass, which astonishingly transformed into a formidable Sword Light.

The astounding Sword Intent violently disrupted the tranquil lake, causing the still water to be drawn up by the Sword Intent, flying backward upwards.

The sword mark hung in the sky for a long time, not dispersing.

"Old Three, you actually have another breakthrough!"

The old man stood in horror.

"I’m not really thinking about anything; just that this Holy Kingdom is so oppressive. I want to go out for a walk."

He said softly.

Upon hearing this, the flushed nose and old man fell into silence, knowing it was impossible.

The living beings born in this Holy Kingdom have their destinies bound to it, never able to leave.

Even as the strongest beings in this Heaven and Earth, they cannot escape this fate.

Meanwhile, at another location, a tall and stern-looking young man stood slowly.

"Ethan Smith, is it you?"

Elsewhere, another young man who looked exactly the same was gazing at the Sealed Demon Valley’s Ground, but the expression on his face was gentle.

"Ethan Smith... if anything happens to you, I won’t forgive you!"

Emily Taylor, dressed in a white gown, fixed her reddened eyes on the place tinged with dusk, her hands gripping tightly, and her body trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, Ethan Smith was overwhelmingly powerful, and this abnormal might filled her with extreme fear.

Ethan Smith slightly lifted his head, and at the peak of his power, he could observe the entire Holy Kingdom’s workings.

He saw the life driven by the Holy Kingdom, many were like the common beings of the Lower Realm, existing as the lowest ordinary people in the Holy Kingdom.

He saw countless outsiders within the Holy Kingdom, not only those with Divine Soul and Divine Fire Runes but also many hiding within the Holy Kingdom, each with their own motives.

He saw the vast Holy Kingdom absorbing forces from the Lower Realm, and then transforming them into pure Holy Energy circulating within the Holy Kingdom.

He saw some incredibly powerful individuals whose strength astounded him even at his peak.

Especially three whose power was as blazing as the sun, far surpassing his full strength even when using the Holy Power of two Hearts of the Holy Kingdom.

He saw the suffering of many at the bottom, not expecting starvation even within the Holy Kingdom.

The powerful took possession of heaven-defying Holy Energy, while those living in impoverished conditions considered even a full meal a luxury, shocking Ethan Smith greatly.

He saw countless Ancient Demons suppressed in the Morning Frost Holy Kingdom, fiends among the most fierce in the universe, sealed with immense Holy Power.

With my power, I shall redeem the living of this Holy Land.

Witnessing such overwhelming information, Ethan Smith had a sudden enlightenment, beginning to understand why the Path Profound Divine Nation was the weakest of the Eighteen Divine Kingdoms.

So many powerful beings, so many Ancient Demons suppressed with enormous Holy Power, it’s no wonder the Path Profound Divine Nation remains weak.

But all of this is now irrelevant to him.

Upon reaching the pinnacle, his Divine Soul, like a punctured balloon, began to decay rapidly.

His divine sense felt weighted with a thousand pounds of shackles, his body starting to disassemble.

The Retribution Seal seemed to sense the crisis, flooding his body with Retribution Power.

Yet still, it did nothing to stop his body from deteriorating.

At this moment, another mark flared simultaneously—the power of another Heart of the Holy Kingdom.