Zen walked forward and gently tapped on the ice of the black armor. A touch of coldness condensed
white frost on his hand.
"What should we do now? Carry him out like this?" Zen asked, furrowing his brows.
With Zen's strength, it'd be pretty simple to break through this layer of ice. The issue now was whether
this was the right way to proceed.
"Master Kincaid hasn't awakened yet; I think you'd better move him out," the Grand Supreme Elderly
Lord suggested.
He thought of this out of respect for Kincaid.
After all, it was the Human Spirit King who was inside the black armor.
"Okay." Zen nodded.
They figured it might be better for Zen to carry Kincaid out first before they made any rash decisions.
Perhaps by then, they could think of a way to wake up Kincaid.
However, at this moment, the ancestry-level bloodline spoke, "Zen, dismantle the black armor and the
sword."
Zen was slightly stunned. "Why?"
"The ability of this irregular heavy sword is very similar to mine. I want to explore it..." the ancestry-level
bloodline explained.
The ability of this sword to constantly modify the rules had truly impressed Zen.
It was impossible for anyone else to leave the infinite space.
The suggestion of the ancestry-level bloodline was aligned with Zen's inclinations, but he was still a
little hesitant. "Isn't it disrespectful to do that?"
"Since the Human Spirit Sect has been reduced to such a situation, there is no need to consider if it is
respectful or not," the ancestry-level bloodline replied bluntly.
"That may be true..." Zen nodded.
He bowed to the black armor and said, "I broke in here to save the Human Spirit King. I didn't mean to
offend you. Please forgive me if I do!"
The irregular heavy sword had proven itself to be intelligent, but Zen didn't know whether it could
understand him or not.
After saying that, Zen lightly patted the surface of the ice with his palm.
Pop!
A muffled sound rang out.
Then, hairline cracks appeared inside the originally clear ice, until it collapsed into countless finger-
sized ice blocks that fell to the ground.
If these finger-sized ice blocks were thrown into any of the large provinces of the Source World, they
would've launched an ice age over the whole area. Once they melted, an ocean would be formed.
However, the irregular heavy sword was obviously not willing to give up.
Although it did not attempt to attack Zen again, the moment the solid ice broke, it released white light
dots, quickly imprisoning it and the black armor in ice once more.
It seemed determined to struggle till the end.
Pop...
Patiently, Zen broke the ice again.
Knowing that the irregular heavy sword would freeze itself again, Zen immediately reached in to grab
the sword hilt before it could take action. Simultaneously, a flame cyclone formed in his palm.
Clatter, clatter, clatter...
Under the intense heat of the flame cyclone, the cold air of the irregular heavy sword could not be
condensed into ice.
Buzz...
Even then, the sword was still unwilling to give up. It trembled in Zen's hand and tried to break free, but
Zen clasped it firmly.
During this whole time, the irregular heavy sword was quietly communicating with Kincaid.
Kincaid could roughly tell what was happening outside. After sensing the unwillingness of the irregular
heavy sword, he advised, "You've already lost. According to the rule, he's your master, as I also
became your master in this way back then."
The sword and the armor made of the Life Iron had been found and obtained by Kincaid and Sheehan
in the Deep Space.
When he met it for the first time, Kincaid used all kinds of methods to subdue it.
After years of companionship, he and the sword grew to become comrades in arms.
"What? You say you didn't have a master at that time, but now your master is me?"
Kincaid once again felt a strong emotion from the irregular heavy sword. He shook his head and
sighed. "According to the standards of the main world, I'm already dead. Now I can't even wake up.
How can I be your master?
The most important thing is that he is not our enemy. He has come to save me.
I believe in this human being!
He is the extension of our human spirits. Please respect my judgment. You can trust him..."
Kincaid urged.
The truth of the matter was that Kincaid might have had some doubts about Zen.
However, Zen standing before him was probably his only hope. He had to trust him. Otherwise, he
would probably be trapped there forever.
Finally convinced, the irregular heavy sword stopped trembling.
Zen gripped the hilt of the sword and pointed it upward.
Buzz!
The cracks on the blade emitted rays of red light, and a strange emotion that resembled longing was
transmitted to Zen.
Zen sensed that it was hungry and thirsty, and it needed energy.
At first, he didn't know how to respond, but the ancestry-level bloodline also sensed its hunger.
Immense energy like sea water surged into Zen's arm and flowed into the irregular heavy sword.
The irregular heavy sword did not even try to repel the energy given by the ancestry-level bloodline. In
fact, it seemed to lap it up ravenously.
"Is this sword born for you?" Zen said jokingly.
The ancestry-level bloodline said, "I don't know, but I must have some sort of connection with it..."
After the irregular heavy sword's hunger was satiated, it let out a soft buzzing noise. Then, the black
armor began to disintegrate.
Clatter!
Helmet, breastplate, shoulder pads...
The pieces of broken black armor suddenly flew towards Zen. In the blink of an eye, Zen found himself
neatly covered in the black armor.
"This armor..."
While Zen was still caught in surprise, it vaguely registered on him that a Treacherous Being was
standing in the exact same place the black armor had just been. This Treacherous Being was tall and
strong, bearing a handsome face. A wild and keen aura emanated from him. This was the Human Spirit
King, Kincaid.
On the chest of Kincaid, there were two golden crosses floating. They were his coordinates.
"What type of Treacherous Being is Kincaid's body?" Zen asked aloud.
After thinking for a while, the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord replied, "He is neither of the killing type nor
the friendly type. The kind of Treacherous Being which remains motionless belongs to the sleeping
type."
After all, it wasn't Kincaid that had attacked Zen, but his sword.
"Then I..."
Zen wanted to ask how to deal with the Treacherous Being, but before the words could leave his lips, a
rumble suddenly came from above. The entire altar had begun to shake!
'They can't hold on any longer.'
Zen's eyebrows raised slightly, anxiety suddenly welling up within him.
He knew that the Snake Spirit King would definitely attack the altar, but he had trusted that the
combined power of the human spirits, the monkey spirits and the bird spirits was enough to resist for a
period of time.
Thus, Zen swiftly took out his Sumeru Space and tossed the Human Spirit King's Treacherous Being
body and coordinates into it. Then, he spared no time and quickly left the stone hall.
When Zen pushed the door open, the old man guarding the ice hall jerked his head up.
The old man's obsession was Kincaid, after all. Naturally, he cared about everything that took place
within the stone hall.
When the old man saw the heavy black armor push the door open and come out, he froze in place for a
few moments. His originally dull eyes suddenly flashed with life. He thought that Kincaid had
awakened, and his obsession was instantly satisfied, so he suddenly woke up.
"Master Kincaid!"
The old man strode to Zen excitedly and knelt down on one knee before him.
"You... You have woken up?" Zen, stunned, embarrassedly explained, "I'm not Kincaid."
The old man slowly stood up and looked at him with confusion. "It's you," he cried as it dawned on him.
"You are that human being! You defeated Master Kincaid? He hasn't woken up?"
"No, his Treacherous Being body has been stored into my Sumeru Space," Zen answered.
"Why?" the old man demanded, unable to contain his excitement.
Zen waved his hand. "The Snake Spirit King is attacking outside the altar. I need to deal with that first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zen headed straight to the gate without another word.
The old man stood there in a daze for a moment, watching Zen's receding figure. Suddenly, he realized
that Kincaid had been taken away by this human, so he hurriedly chased after
him.
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