The battle against the Thousand-Prison King had consumed nearly half a sandglass's worth of time. For Green's current strength, that was almost unimaginable. After all, the Thousand-Prison King did not have an Omnipotent Soul to sustain its life.
In the end, after Green destroyed the Thousand-Prison King completely for the seventh time, it never underwent another nightmare rebirth and was utterly slain.
"In the end, it still died."
Green remained standing where he was, opening and closing his Self-Sealing Art time and again as he calmly blasted the Thousand-Prison King to death over and over.
A vacuum stretched all around. The Self-Sealing Art had ended, yet Green showed no sign of discomfort. Even during those seven attacks, the Self-Sealing Art had opened and closed in an instant each time. His use of the Self-Sealing Art's massive energy eruptions had reached an inconceivable level, surpassing even absolute control of one hundred percent of his power!
A flicker of spacetime rippled over his shoulder, and Little Eight appeared with a stalk of straw in its beak.
"Finished?"
"Mm."
Green said in a low voice, "If one could truly grasp this so-called Undying, then capturing it alive and studying its secrets might make resurrection from death possible. Could such an existence truly exist under the balancing rules of the Endless World?"
"Caw caw caw, once you're strong enough, you can try the Black Witch King. He's one of the researchers into the mysteries of life and death in the Other Shore Yellow Springs Realm."
Ignoring Little Eight, Green glanced toward the Sun Scorpion Empress beyond the now-not-so-distant spacetime gate. To ordinary creatures, even with a spacetime gate between them, the aura of a Sovereign at such close range would likely have long since made most low-level creatures tremble, leaving them able to wield