As far as Arianna was ed, because her soul wasn’t at the deity level, nor was it as strong as her husband’s, had O’Brien hidden his presence when he arrived, she wouldn’t have been able to sense him, but because he hadn’t, she had nothing to worry about.

  He may be a deity, but she was well aware he could only rank among the weakest of deities.

  As calm as Arianna and the majority of her group were, the rest of the crowd didn’t share their rea, or in this case, ck thereof.

  From the moment Ace arrived, it had been one shock after the , but this was by far the most shog!

  Even though it was only oack, and it had doo no damage at all, the simple fact that it had even mao stop O’Brien – a genuiy – in his tracks was enough. Especially as, from the way Arianna slowly lowered her supple index finger, it appeared to be nothing more than a casual attack from her.

  O’Brien looked down at his stinging arms before looking up at Arianna, his casual demeanour having disappeared. “Who are you?”

  Even though an attack of that level wasn’t quite at the deity level, it had clearly surpassed anything your average prime saint was capable of.

  It was the reason that the faces of both Fain and Desri had suddenly paled. Even though the power of her soul was strohaher of theirs, it wasn’t to the point where they would be instantly killed, and even though the prehension she had shown was at their level, as she was still only at the middle stages of the saint realm, her power would only put her at the top of the peak saint level, but now…

  ‘First Ace, and now her…’ Fain thought as he tinuously stared wide-eyed at the mysterious posing his master. ‘Both of their prehensions are well into the deity levels. Just who are these people?!’

  Oher hand, although Desri was also very mu shock, as a mage at the prime saint level who specialised in the ws of light, he was able to sense a lot more than Fain.

  “This woman,” Desri muttered. “Her insights…”

  “What about them?” His wife, Pennslyn, asked when she saw the almost captivated expression on Desri’s face.

  “It’s as though…” Desri’s face revealed a pensive expression as the se of that beam of light flying through the air repyed in his head over and ain. “They’ve fused…”

  Even at his level, Desri had only been able to catch a glimpse of the beam of light as it tore through the air. Its speed far beyond anything he could clearly follow.

  “Fused?” Fain asked, not uanding Desri’s meaning.

  “It moved too fast for me to see clearly, so I don’t pletely uand it myself,” Desri expined as he brought his index finger and thumb to his . “But from what I could se was as though she had somehouted the shape and speed of the light at the same time.”

  It had to be remembered that other than those of the pavilion, the various experts of the Yun ti didn’t have a thh grasp of the true intricacies and paths ression when prehending the various ws as.

  As such, although they could sehat Arianna’s prehension had surpassed theirs, they weren’t able to truly appreciate the true brilliance of her seemingly simple teique.

  But just that little attack had opened Desri’s eyes to a whole new world of possibilities.

  O’Brien had heard everything Desri had said, but as he was far strohan the prime saint-level mage, he was able to see what happened with greater detail. As such, he had long sine to the same clusion. Still, that wasn’t what caused his brows to furrow.

  “Are you a desdent of the Qingya Family?” O’Brien asked when he sehat the mysterious saint had no iion of answering.

  A hardly visible flicker of emotion fshed across Arianna’s otherwise pcid eyes at a speed virtually no one could detect. Still, O’Brien wasn’t just anyone.

  “It’s fine; you don’t have to speak. Your silence is all the answer I need.” O’Brien sighed. “To think there are members of the so-called ‘supreme’ Qingya still alive after all this time…

  Ba my day, the Qingya’s golden era had long sine to an end. There was only the odd desdant that would pop up every on a while. Still, because of the teags your held and passed down only to their direct desdants, any member that popped would immediately be hunted down.

  So, unfortunately, I never had the pleasure of meeting any of the desdants, but after seeing you here today and hearing about the prowess of a child reted to you in no small way, I see that the rumours of your family’s teags weren’t exaggerated in the least.”

  After the initial mention of the ‘Qingya ,’ Arianna’s eyes regaiheir usual tranquillity. No matter what O’Brien said, not even a ripple could be seen, but O’Brien didn’t seem to mind.

  “Holy, I have a great deal of respect for your ,” the crimson-haired deity tinued. “If I had known that young Ace here was of aion to you or your , I would never have allowed any of my people to show him such disrespect.

  Still, I ’t overlook the fact that he has not only killed so many of my trymen but also showed such btant disrespee, a genuiy.”

  “Ooh, and what would you suggest we do?” Arianna asked, hum the War God’s obvious greed whilst hiding her sneer behind her beautifully tranquil face.

  “I’m gd you asked,” O’Brien replied, suppressing his growiement.

  In his eyes, the fact that Arianna finally responded meant that despite her incredible prehension, she hadn’t reached a point where she was fident in her ability to defeat him.

  Still, unless it was absolutely possible, he had no iion tarm her into giving in to his demands.

  For one, he didn’t know how many Qingyas there were hiding away or how strong the others, if any, were.

  And sedly, although he was a deity, speed wasly his forte. Even though this mysterious Qingya desdant was only a mid-staged saint, judging by her st attack, she was ohat seemed to specialise in speed. If it really came down to it, he had absolutely no guarahat he’d be able to make her stay behind.

  “How about if both sides were to take a step back,” O’Brien suggested. “I give you my word that you and yroup will be allowed to leave here safely, and iurn, all I ask is that you share your family’s teags with me.”

  Arianna merely gnced lightly at O’Brien before disregarding him and his proposal entirely.

  “e on,” Arianna said softly as she turo Carter. “Let’s go.”

  If everyone was stunned by this group’s brazenness before, then they were beyond shocked now.

  This seemingly insane woman had geurned her ba one of the most powerful existences on their ti and begun floating behind the peak saint magical lion preparing to take their leave, but before they could get more than a few meters, the temperature seemed to skyrocket to the point where, fet the mortals, even some of the weaker saints began to feel genuinely unfortable.

  “You’d be wise not to mistake my kindness for weakness,” O’Brien growled as a crimson skin-tight aura ed around his body.

  Ace’s frosty eyes, which had never left his mother’s assaint for even a sed since his arrival, narrowed slightly.

  Whilst others might not be able to tell, his [Observation] allowed him to see things which most couldn’t.

  As he was so far away from that stage, her Arianna nor his master had bothered to expin the differeweeies and mortals, but the moment he saw O’Brien, he uood the core differeween them.

  Whilst mortals, and even saints, were made of blood, bones, ans and other such features, deities seemed to be made of aremely overbearing energy of some sort. At first g appeared to be some sort of fusion of battle-qi and mageforce, only dozens, if not hundreds of times more pure and potent.

  It was then that he realised one of the many reasons why it was so hard for saints to jump ranks to defeat deities.

  If his assessment was correct, because their bodies were made of this incredible energy, it would mean that any physical wounds they received could be instantly healed, provided they didn’t run out of energy.

  He didn’t know what would happen if a wound was inflicted using energy of the same calibre, but what he was able to deduce was that if ordinairy battle-qi eforce were used to harm him, it would do o no genuine harm. Unless…

  O’Brien had barely moved an inch when Arianna’s body moved at a speed that not even he could follow clearly.

  “My family’s legacy isn’t for the likes of you to covet,” Arianna said softly as she slowly re-sheathed her sword.

  It was only after she returo the side of Ad the others that Fain, Desri, and the others even realised she had even moved, but it was only when the k of her sheathe met the hilt of her katana that they realised the impossible had happened.

  O’Brien’s head had been cut off his shoulders!

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