Chapter 2822: Failure
Within that writhing mass of flesh, the intense pain on Ken Middleton's face turned his entire visage into a mass of blood and flesh.
The veins within kept writhing, making him look like an alien entity.
He had originally intended to decompose his body into its most primal form of energy, then attempt to merge with this space to explore its secrets, but this method was somehow observed.
The power of Heavenly Sin's swastika, this force could even decompose the Power of God-Sealing here.
Even when Ken Middleton used only the weakest power, it was instantly detected.
In an instant, the entire God-Sealing Space turned into a whirlwind of flying sand and stones.
A gale arose at the spot, and the force of this storm.
Shredded all the living beings around, including Keaton Bian, and everyone's Divine Soul was instantly turned into flying ashes.
When the haze of dust settled down, the entire God-Sealing Space suddenly became clearer.
An infinite space, with numerous powerful Divine Souls standing in different positions.
These powerful Divine Souls were like beams of light, illuminating the whole God-Sealing Space.
These Divine Souls kept writhing, as if they were mashed meat, making the entire God-Sealing Space appear incredibly eerie.
Then the entire world in front of Ken Middleton started to shake, and a towering pixelated shadow appeared beside his mass of blood and flesh.
With a slight movement of this force, Ken Middleton's Divine Soul was lifted by a blurred giant hand.
His Divine Soul kept swirling, countless memories flowed visibly into the palm of that giant hand.
"God-Sealing Giant!"
Keaton Bian's body quickly recovered, uncontrollably trembling on the ground.
This pixelated world was the controller of the God-Sealing Panel.
If it marked him, he might spend his lifetime in a fate worse than death.
What surprised him the most was that this Giant appeared because of Ken Middleton; he had seen the Giant appear before.
It appeared when a top-tier Divine Soul powerful to the extreme threatened the God-Sealing Panel's space, only then would this consciousness appear.
This meant that the recent power had alerted the God-Sealing Panel's awareness of danger.
As Ken Middleton's luminous consciousness flowed continuously into its hand, that pixelated world's body manifested a faint swastika strength.
The most powerful force of grievance between heaven and earth was simulated in mere seconds here.
As time ticked by second by second, that force visibly became more potent.
Ao!
Ken Middleton let out a sharp wail of agony, his distorted face flickering in and out within the storm.
This extreme pain seemed like having tens of thousands of needles piercing into his Divine Soul simultaneously.
The pain from crossing the Dead Sea to the Southern Province at that time paled in comparison to even a fraction of this.
However, you can't kill me! You can't kill me in this God-Sealing Space!
A consciousness flashed within Ken Middleton's mind.
His vision became blurry, vaguely seeing another pixelated giant hand inserting into his Divine Soul.
Boom!
The intense pain piercing into his Divine Soul completely engulfed him, and Ken Middleton lost all consciousness.
"What peculiar energy, purely in terms of energy attributes, it's even above divine power. It seems this power requires some medium to unleash, if I could obtain it along with my intelligence, this Saint's World would no longer be able to confine me."
A pixel-sized human figure detached from the giant, lacking specific features.
Its shape was very odd too, with human traits, some dragon-like aspects, and even other peculiar elements; yet, it all looked very harmonious.
In a blink of an eye, it vanished from the God-Sealing Space.
Several days later, Keaton Bian dared to rise from the ground.
Seeing Ken Middleton, already controlled by the Giant, he chuckled bitterly and shook his head.
Another one! He had seen too many powerful people fail here, so he never even considered attempting.
"What a terrifying power, everything is within his calculations."
The instant Ken Middleton's Divine Soul recovered, a consciousness flickered through.
Then he was crushed by that giant hand once more.
To even have a brief moment of self-awareness during this restoration was already astonishing, thanks to Heavenly Sin's remodeling of his Divine Soul.
It's known that even the Golden Immortals of the Primordial Era, once marked by this Giant, would never regain consciousness again, not even a sliver of self-awareness would awaken.
It's so challenging, how to find a sliver of hope for survival?
This person, how could he get out, and obtain that key?
Ken Middleton's expression moved with thought, and he was torn into countless pieces once more.
The giant behind him was like a tireless machine, plunging him into endless torment the moment his Divine Soul recovered.
Ethan Smith, do you see this?
Now it's up to you...
...
At this moment, Ethan Smith was also aware of everything within the God-Sealing Space, but this segment of memory they saw could not be transmitted out.
This space blocked almost all information.
Even if it was the same soul outside, such information could not be shared.
Only by waiting for that one-tenth of his Divine Soul to re-enter here could this segment of memory be obtained.
Outside the God-Sealing Space, during his journey, Ethan Smith was unaware of the changes inside the God-Sealing Space.
This place was filled with powerful Different Races, in tremendous numbers.
Even a team composed of their Assassin's Peak Force dared not relax.
The number of Different Races wielding the Power of the Waking Summit here was evidently greater, and none of the surrounding territories were controlled by Hominini.
This made everyone wary, fearing they would be worn out if dragged into battle.
In the Eight Desolate Beast Domain, a giant-sized Bull Demon walked in.
It then walked directly to the Bull Demon in the center, significantly smaller in stature than this one.
However, the terrifying aura on this smaller figure crushed the one that had walked in.
It knelt directly to the ground, kissing the feet of the King in the middle.
This was the way of the Demon Beasts' submission.
"Jumara, my King."
A deep voice emanated from its mouth.
Jumara placed a hand on its giant bull head, and the Bull Demon dared to stand up.
"King, a strong team of humans has been discovered, about sixty to seventy in number, almost all experts of the Waking Summit. Their target seems to be heading towards the Eight Desolate Beast Domain, their purpose is currently unknown."
"Notify the surrounding kings, and keep an eye on them."
A crimson hue shone in Jumara's pupils.
Blood! A large amount of blood!
Souls! The souls of humans!
He stomped a foot, making the mountain peak where the cave was located shake a few times.
He then dashed towards the mountaintop, though still far from the top.