Chapter 897 - 896th - : Massacre
"Hahaha, Bryson Campbell, you had your pick of paths and yet you burst into Hell, and since you’re not dead, capturing you is even better!" Ty Meskill suddenly burst out laughing. Who cares how Bryson Campbell resurrected?
They came to this world specifically to track down Bryson Campbell’s relatives, with the ultimate goal of learning from them about the passage to the Land of the Origin of the Gods.
Indeed, after three thousand eight hundred years, they had never ventured into the mortal realm, so seeing Bryson Campbell delivering himself to their doorstep shocked Ty Meskill greatly.
"To hell with you, die!" Yusuf Zuck cursed loudly. These bastards all deserved to die, so he had no interest in catching up or exchanging pleasantries; since there were no strong opponents here, it was time to kill, kill, kill!
Yes, he utterly despised these bastards; even grinding their bones to dust wouldn’t appease his hatred!
With a "hum" sound, while Ty Meskill was laughing heartily, Yusuf Zuck suddenly used the Divine Skill of time halt, and instantly, everyone in the great hall was frozen in place!
"Die!" He drew an Immortal Sword and chopped towards Ty Meskill’s head.
However, it seemed Ty Meskill had some fortune blessing him—just as Yusuf Zuck’s sword was about to strike his head, a sudden blast of brilliant golden light erupted from above him, shattering the time halt instantly!
"Holy Light, Light of Silence!" Ty Meskill counterattacked with the Light of Silence, and as soon as the light appeared, Yusuf Zuck found himself silenced, unable to move his body, though his mind was still active.
"He has surpassed the twelve levels; the holy energy within him is... is granted by a higher plane. He’s reached Saint Level!" Yusuf Zuck was shocked. No wonder the God Descendant Sect thrived here and managed to be among the top ten powers; Ty Meskill had achieved the status of a Saint.