The illusory shadow flickered, but one could discern that it was a middle-aged man.
“Who’s there? Who are you?”
Upon seeing the illusory shadow, Tennyson furrowed his brows and spoke.
“Hmph! Just a mere illusory shadow dares to cause trouble at our Celestial Palace…”
Ashleigh gave a cold huff, ready to strike at the illusory shadow.
Just as he had lifted his hand, he noticed the phantom hand sweeping across. It seemed as if the world had frozen in that instant, rendering them completely immobile.
At this point, both Ashleigh and Tennyson were utterly dumbfounded.
“I’m the very Mr. Sanders you were just about to give a piece of your mind to…”
The illusory shadow slowly advanced, becoming increasingly distinct.
“You… You’re not the main body?”
Ashleigh looked on in shock. If a mere illusory shadow could possess such strength, wouldn’t the main body be even more formidable?
Arthur didn’t say a word, perhaps out of disinterest. With a simple extension of his hand, Ashleigh found himself in Arthur’s grasp.
Ashleigh started to bleed profusely, his eyes wide open in shock, his entire body trembling.
Thud!
Ashleigh suddenly collapsed to his knees, his eyes filled with sheer terror.
And then, a warmth spread from the lower body of Tennyson. He was so scared that he wet himself.
A mere illusory shadow was enough to treat them like insignificant ants. If the main body were to appear, wouldn’t it be even more powerful?
Was this the support behind Jared?
The more Tennyson dwelled on it, the more terrified he became. In the end, he was not only scared to the point of wetting himself but also scared to the point of soiling himself.
The entire Tenth Hall was filled with an unpleasant odor.
“Don’t… Don’t kill me. I was wrong…”
At that moment, Ashleigh deeply regretted uttering those words.
Tennyson was in a state of complete disarray, losing all control over his bodily functions. He was on the brink of madness.
One should know that Ashleigh had ascended to the eighth level of Celestial Stairway. Yet, in front of someone’s mere illusory shadow, he had no power to fight back.
He truly felt less significant than an ant.
Tennyson’s spirit had been crushed. He had completely fallen apart.
At this moment, neither noble lineage nor reputation mattered at all.
He also collapsed to the ground. He didn’t even have the strength to kneel.
His eyes were filled with utter despair, a complete and overwhelming despair.
“Why risk your life over a single sentence… It’s not worth it…”
Arthur let out a light sigh. “It’s been years since I last heard someone threaten to beat the crap out of me.”
“Are… Are you some sort of immortal?”
Ashleigh looked at Arthur, convinced that the latter wasn’t from the Ethereal Realm. He must be an immortal from the celestial realm.
When Tennyson heard this, his throat bobbed, his face filled with disbelief. How could immortals possibly exist in the Ethereal Realm, given the existence of the Heaven and Earth Array?
Even the immortals of the past, under the Heaven and Earth Array, would find their powers suppressed.
“Immortal?” Arthur glanced upward into the void. “What’s an immortal really worth, anyway?”
“D*mn…”
The shock in Ashleigh’s eyes turned into despair.
Tennyson was consumed with terror, seated atop filth and grime, resembling a helpless individual.
“No matter who you are, let’s die together…”
Ashleigh fell into despair, spiraling into madness. Suddenly, he seemed to swell up.
Countless terrifying auras suddenly converged from all around, making Ashleigh’s body feel like a ticking time bomb.
Ashleigh seemed on the brink of self-destruction, his deep despair seemingly robbing him of his sanity.
Upon seeing the situation, Tennyson wanted to flee, but his body simply wouldn’t obey his commands.
Arthur looked at Ashleigh, who was on the verge of self-destruction, his eyes filled with disdain.
He was seen gently tapping with his finger.
Ashleigh, who was originally on the verge of bursting, quickly began to wither away.
Swoosh!
In the end, with a noise akin to flatulence, Ashleigh’s body disintegrated into dust.
Within the main hall, there was no more signs of Ashleigh.
It was as if he had never been there. Tennyson collapsed on the ground, numbly watching everything that was unfolding before his eyes.
He desperately wished to pass out, not wanting to bear witness to such sights.
He had poured his heart and soul into his training, dreaming of the day when he would ascend to immortality.
But now, even if he had become immortal, in front of someone’s mere illusory shadow, he felt as insignificant as an ant.
This blow had left Tennyson devastated.
He was truly falling apart…
“Hey, brat. I’ve taken out another one of your enemies for you. It’s all this guy’s fault for running his mouth too much. Otherwise, wouldn’t have lifted a finger to help you!”
Arthur appeared to be talking to himself, then gradually faded away.
