The Heavenly Demon rose from the altar. Violent blood-red energy surrounded his body, flooding the temple with a pressure that made its ancient walls tremble.
Several days had passed since Lucen entered the illusion. During that time, Alexander and Cael had recovered and begun their training elsewhere.
It was fortunate they were no longer inside the temple. Otherwise, the Heavenly Demon's overwhelming pressure might have crushed them.
"I don't think there's a need to do battle here." The Martial God spoke in his usual calm tone. The surprise he had moments ago disappeared as clarity returned.
"What are you talking about, you b*stard?!" The Heavenly Demon, who was ready to fight to the end, sounded more furious than usual.
"If you and that being were trying to manifest a fight, it would be with divine power. The current physical plane won't be able to withstand such a fight. Are you trying to kill those who are simply living their lives?"
