As Ace guessed, O’Brien’s head instantly reformed as though the previous attack had ranspired.

  Still, as fast as it was, the fact that her attaded so ly shocked Fain and the rest of the audience – from the looks of it, they were still uimating her.

  O’Brien’s expression was also one of shock, but unlike his disciples and the rest of the audience, he didn’t appear to have eyes for Arianna, despite her having shown strength that seemed to be able to threaten him. No, in that moment, his full, undivided attention was solely on the shivering-robed mortal woman on the back of the peak saint stage lion.

  “Arianna…” O’Brien called out, excitement seeping out every fibre of his being. “My wife is th…”

  “SHUT THE FUCK UP!” Ace roared with pure, unbridled rage. “KEEP MY MOTHER’S OF YOUR MOUTH!”

  Whilst everyone else stared at Acredulously for daring to raise his voice at a deity, O’Brien was focused on something else entirely.

  “Mother?” O’Brien asked, not quite able to believe what he was hearing. “Arianna’s your mother?”

  As he asked that, O’Brien’s mind raced as he began doing calcutions, paring Ace’s age to whe ‘saw’ Milianna.

  With the power of his soul, like Aideoo was capable of accurately assessing the age of a mortal, and as he did, his body couldn’t help but tremble with excitement as he roared with ughter.

  Other than Ace, his group, and the War God’s disciples, no one was 100% sure what was going on, but pig up on the clues left from the versation so far, several were able to make a guess as to what was going on.

  Still, O’Brien’s followience firmed their guesses.

  “Hahaha, now it makes sense!” O’Brien nodded excitedly as he began to study the dark-haired youth in front of him, having already pletely fiven him for his prior indiscretions. “Only a son of mine could be born with such talent!”

  Though they had already guessed the truth, jaw-dropping gasps could be heard from just about everyone present when they heard the firmation from O’Brien, causing them to look bad forth betweeher and son pair.

  Still, the more they thought about O’Brien’s words, they couldn’t help but think about the heaven-defying talent Ace had shown.

  Despite only being at the early stages of the sixth rank, Ace had been able to defeat a genuine saint. That kind of talent is one you could only expect to see in the child of a god like O’Brien.

  This time it was Ace’s turn to burst out ughing, but it was clear from the ever-growing killing i he was radiating that it had no positive otations.

  Still, O’Brien didn’t seem to mind. A warm smile suffused his lips as he looked at his biological son. “Is something funny?”

  “Yeah, haha. It’s you; you’re hirious!” Ace ughed coldly. “You really overestimate yourself if you genuinely believe I ied my talent from you!”

  As he said that, his ughter came to a sudden halt, his expression turning pletely indifferent as he stared straight into his biological father’s eyes. “My name’s Gol D. Ace, and I ied both my bloodline and talent from my mol D. Milianna.”

  Hearing his words, although she was still trembling untrolbly in fear, Milianna couldn’t help but look at the surprisingly broad back of her son. A hint of subscious pride beginning to shihrough the abyss of fear threatening to swallow her whole.

  She didn’t uand how or why, but it was like the more Ace chose to believe ihe more she couldn’t help but have faith in herself.

  “Hahaha, your mother?!” Byrius sneered. “You mean that trembling mess of a woman behind you? Do you really believe your talent came from her instead of our aor, one of the most powerful beings on our ti?

  You may not have ied her talent, but you sure as hell ied that woman’s stupidity!”

  “Do you think you’re qualified to even pass judgement about my talent?” Ace asked directly. “You’re over 1000 years old, a your prehension hasn’t even reached the prime saint level. If I were you, I would’ve killed myself from the humiliation.

  If it wasn’t for the fact that you and your pathetic excuse for a family had to get someoo cripple my master because of your inferiority, ces are, you wouldn’t be alive to even talk to me today.

  In front of me and everyone in my Yin-Yang Pavilion, you are nothing more than trash!”

  Byrius’ eyes reddened with rage. Never in his life had he felt such humiliation. Still, there wasn’t much he could say in response. No matter how much he refused to admit it, deep down inside, he knew everything Ace said was true.

  Still, it took every ounce of self-trol and willpower to keep himself from rushing over and iing Ace where he was.

  But in his defence, most of those prese irked by Ace’s arrogance, including O’Brien.

  “Enough!” O’Brian growled in frustration as he released a terrifying energy that made almost everyone cower in fear.

  Even Ace’s eyes suddenly stricted in shock as he was suddenly rendered uo move so much as a muscle. ‘So this is the power of a deity.’

  It was as though spacetime had suddenly frozen, preventing even the saints among them from moving.

  Still, after the initial shock, Ace calmed down. His cold and indifferent eyes remaining trained on his biological father.

  “Even if you are my son, your insolence will not be tolerated,” O’Brien snorted as he lifted his hand in the dire of his son, causing Ad Milianna’s bodies to suddenly float up towards him. “Now e, it’s time for you both to return to yhtful pce by my side.”

  In that moment, the whole of War God’s Mountain was deathly silent as they watched a deity act with impunity, but that silenly made the sound of Arianna’s swht streaking through the sky all the more audible.

  “My disciple and martial nephew won’t be going anywhere with you,” Arianna said lightly, leaving no room for discussion as both Ad Milianna fell ba Carter’s back.

  Even though O’Brien didn’t o move out of the way to dodge her strike, his brows couldn’t help but furrow as he looked cautiously at Arianna. “Why are you ued by my Godrealm?”

  The Godrealm of a deity was effectively the domain of said deity. Its more subtle uses include allowing the deity to unicate telepathically with others or even the use of telekinesis – as seen when O’Brien attempted t Ad his mother to him.

  But its most practical and popur use was to suppress all targets within the user’s ra was so effective that ordinarily, all those beh the deity realm – including prime saints – were incapable of even moving a finger i.

  As far as O’Brien was ed, even if Arianna wasn’t rendered pletely immobile, she should still be somewhat suppressed, but from the looks of things, she was pletely ued. Not only that, but her st strike had actually shattered his Godrealm.

  “The Godrealm of a sed-rate Demi-God is too weak to affect me,” Arianna said, maintaining her usual air of indifference.

  “Sed rate?” O’Brien snarled.

  “What would you call someone who only bee a deity by abs a divine spark?” Arianna asked ba a calm yet very straightforward manner.

  Surprisingly, O’Brien didn’t seem angry when he heard that; instead, he seemed to gh a moment of internal struggle as he looked bad forth between Ad Arianna as though he was trying to decide on his course of a.

  There were two ways to bee a deity; the first, and by far the most easiest of the two options, was to do precisely what O’Brien had done and absorb a divine spark – a deity’s version of a dantia core.

  The only prerequisites for this are that the expert iioo have bee a saint of the same w or edict of the divine spark they’re trying to absorb, and the divine spark is ohat beloo a Demi-God level deity before they died – also known as the first stage of Godhood.

  After abs it, they will automatically assimite the insights of the pleted Profound Mystery prehended by the inal owner of said divine spark. However, after that Profound Mystery has been pletely assimited, fet fusing Profound Mysteries, it bees virtually impossible for them to prehend more profound mysteries by themselves iure. The only way they progress is by abs the divine spark of a deity of the same w or edict at a higher level.

  The sed way is to do what Arianna and Ace had done and prehend the Profound Mysteries by themselves. Although more difficult and much slower, they still prehend and fuse further Profound Mysteries, meaning their ceilings are much higher than their terparts.

  Although this was on knowledge for the rest of the universe, the vast majority of the Yun ti had no idea about these simple facts – including O’Brien!

  Although not on the level of Ace or even Olivier, O’Brien had once been a genius allowing him to bee a saint in under 100 years. Then, after expl a certain ruin, he had been lucky enough to discover the divine spark of a Demi-God.

  Not knowing the future limitations it would put on him, he immediately absorbed it and soon became one of the very few deities on the ti.

  That was over 5000 years ago, and sihen, he had desperately searched for answers or a way out of his current predit, but unfortunately, ever since being a deity, no matter how hard he tried, he had been uo improve even a little bit.

  That was the main reason he had initially been so ied in Arianna and her Qingya ’s teags.

  He couldn’t be sure, but he desperately hoped they held the answers he needed, so although he was essentially being insulted when he heard Arianna’s assessment of his strength, he couldn’t help but be excited – to the point where he was even sidering giving up his pursuit of forcefully capturing his son and ‘woman’, after all, he was well aware that in this world, ultimately, nothing was more important than your personal strength.

  “I had no idea that my woman had bee your disciple,” O’Brien said, deg to ge his approach as he once again turo Arianna, this time talking to her like an equal.

  Ace’s killing i once again soared as O’Brien addressed his mother as his ‘woman’; in fact, he wasn’t alone. Even Lance had a hard time holding back his anger, but before either could say or do anything, O’Brien tinued.

  “Sihat’s the case, we’re effective all one family,” O’Brien said warmly as excitement seeped into his voice. “I say we let bygones be bygones and move on.

  Tell you what, how about you stay here in my Empire, and I’ll have my people anise a bao celebrate.”

  Hearing that, a gentle smile suffused Arianna’s angel-like face, whily seemed to add to her entiy, but the moment O’Brien saw it, he felt like he was being eyed by the grim reaper himself.

  “O’Brien,” Arianna said softly. “You fet about ever ying your hands on my family’s teag!

  The only reason I have allowed you to live all this time after finding out that you had raped my disciple is because I agreed to let Ace be the oo take your pathetic excuse for a life iure!”

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