Chapter 121 Self Mastery!

Everyone within the sacred realm heard the elderly person's voice, and they instantly felt the increased tension in the atmosphere. Within chamber 1, Jian Jiu reacted with widened eyes as he knew perfectly well who had arrived; without a second thought, he vanished from his spot as he instantly appeared in the skies and hovered in front of the Gong family cultivators.

Jian Jiu attempted to cup his hands respectably and bow his head as if expecting someone to appear before him. But before Jian Jiu could even finish cupping his hands, five elderly male figures were hovering before him, each resembling someone in their eighties.

The space surrounding the five elderly figures intensely trembled as the five elderly men floated with extreme dominance. All five old men wore long ancient robes with the same designs, thousands of swords in a spiral engraved on the back of their robes.

Suddenly, Jian Jiu's voice came from behind the elders.

"This humble descendant respectfully greets the Saint Ancestors; we are forever grateful for gracing us with your presence after innumerable immortal cycles."

An elderly male among the hovering five grunted in reply to Jian Jiu's words, completely ignoring him. He then scrutinizingly gazed at the silver-haired young man far in the distance as he and the other four elderly figures immediately assumed serious expressions.

In the distance, opposite the elderly entities, Patrick hovered majestically as he watched the five elderly men floating in front of the Gong family warriors as if protecting them from him. Patrick chuckled.

"Tired of spying from your little cave? I don't mind having more spectators, but it will serve you best if you don't meddle in my affairs since I wouldn't want to exterminate something I have already given to an acquaintance."

The five elderly figures heard Patrick's words as their serious expressions slightly changed to that of confusion. Though they couldn't fully understand his words, they at least understood that his message was a warning, even advising them not to meddle.

But one among the five old men expressed an aggravated countenance as he slowly drifted forwards, the trembling space around him intensifying as cracks formed on it by the thousands.

"Being young truly blinds many from reality, mistaking blind arrogance with confidence; but let me tell you, arrogance is nothing but stupidity with a flaming ego, use it too much, and it will cause your demise. So, here is some better advice instead, lad; stop everything now, then perhaps these Saints might not have to make things hard for you."

The elderly man's words were followed by silence. A complete and utter silence roamed the entire Sacred realm as everyone, from the cultivators hovering in the air to the ones within the Sword Saint City, felt their hearts stopping for a second, with some even noticing the slowing down of time. The blue bubble that had protected the city from the explosion shockwave instantly popped as it was the only sound heard in the entire realm.

The cultivators, noticing the bizarre changes in the surroundings, expressed terrified faces as they all raised their heads and stared at one being, Patrick. Most were already subconsciously trembling, with sweat rolling down their faces.

In chamber 4, Athena, Anna, and Thalia reacted with relaxed eyes as they weren't the least satisfied with what had just happened. Thalia even had a tiny sparkling object between her fingers as if going to crush it the next second; this tiny object was the galaxy in which the current Immortal Realm resided. Fairy Marine gave a dissatisfying gaze.

Raleigh reacted by loosening his hands as two large butcher cosmic blades with bloody designs materialized in his hands, but his system repeatedly sounded just as he was about to act.

[Authorization Declined!]

[Authorization Declined!]

[Authorization Declined!]

Up in the sky, Patrick maintained his impassive expression as he stared at the old man who had spoken. He was then gripping the old man's throat with his left hand. Without a thought, Patrick thrust his right hand into the man's skull as he uprooted the man's living brain; holding the beating brain in his right hand, he then slightly blew as white flames blew from his mouth and on the face of the old man, his flame breeze instant-melting the brainless head of the old man after. All this happened in an uncalculatable period.

Patrick stared at the liquified head of the old man with a bored expression as he dropped it after, not even acknowledging he one-shot a Saint Ancestor with a mere mouth breeze. Holding the brain of a literal Saint Ancestor in his hand, Patrick stared at the remaining four elderly Saint Ancestors in a frozen-like state compared to his current base speed.

"Does Master will this universe extinct?"

"Not necessary; feeding them their brains will suffice."

Patrick chatted with Grace; he then reduced his speed to the extreme as the scene returned to normal, with everyone reverting to the normal time flow.

Everything reverted to normal as the four remaining Saint Ancestors were the first to notice the situation. Instantly realizing a missing soul presence among their group, the four beings stared at Patrick as they saw the live-beating brain of their comrade gripped within his fingers. From their perspective, nothing happened except seeing a brain in Patrick's hands and noticing their missing member.

A shred of despair and horror flashed within the hearts and consciousness of the Saint Ancestors as they, without the slightest hesitation, flashed from their spots and appeared thousands of miles away from Patrick; on their faces were expressions unbefitting of Saint Ancestors. Each Jian family Saint Ancestor had widened eyes, opened mouths, extremely pale skins, and unconsciously trembling bodies.

One must understand that these men are figures among the top strongest entities in this cultivation universe and this Immortal Realm. They have witnessed countless battles and caused millions of deaths; they have faced what they deemed the most horrifying event, the Desolate Realm openings, and survived. Even among their peers, they are highly respected across all realms of the Immortal World, yet these same highly respected Saint Ancestors were running away from one man.

Another person who quickly comprehended the situation was the Bored Immortal. He, too, was no exception; he didn't see anything happen or anyone moves, yet there was a brain in the hands of Patrick and one missing Saint Ancestor. He stood extremely cautiously as he realized the gravity of the situation. He thought.

'What just happened!? Was it his speed, or was it the Dao of Time!?'

"I have looked, but I can't find where your brother got his audacity; maybe you four can tell me after I feed you his brain."

Thousands of miles away in the skies, the four Saint Ancestors heard Patrick speak, but they didn't dare reply this time, even though he said he would feed them their brother's brain. With a flash of realization, one of the Saint Ancestors spoke.

"We are not winning this fight if we continue; he is either too fast or wields the Dao of Time."

"We need to call for reinforcement from the other families, or worse, the Immortal Gate. In the meantime, let's activate the five ancient statues; they should help us buy time."

The Saint Ancestors spoke; they raised their hands uniformly the next second as the skies within the Sacred realm began converging into enormous sword energies, and the Qi within the entire realm began getting sucked by the converging sword energies; not long after, the gigantic sword structures that floated within the Sacred Realm began falling as the energy within the realm was significantly decreasing.

In the next minute, thousands of sword structures continuously fell from the sky as they crashed down the earth, leaving only the Sword Saint City floating in the sky.

The converging sword energy began extremely big as it hovered above the heads of the four Ancestors, their figures looking like a dot compared to the converged sword energy. Suddenly, the five gigantic human statues below the Sword Saint City emerged from the void and hovered above the ancestors; they then stretched their long arms as the enormous amount of sword energy got absorbed by the five statues.

Not long after the sword energy was absorbed, the five statues simultaneously opened their eyes. Their eyes were fiery gold and sharp. The Saint Ancestors then activated their countless different sword laws and Daos, the activated Daos and laws surrounding each of them like shining lights. Grouped with the five gigantic statues, the Saint Ancestors hovered in a challenging stance as they all stared at one being, Patrick.

The space formed millions of cracks; in other places already even shattered. One could even see parts of the real world through the shattered space barriers. Not long after, the entire space barrier of the Jian family's sacred realm completely shattered as they were now in the real dimension of the Immortal Realm.

In the distance, Patrick, with an impassive expression, watched the challenging stance of the ancestors with other statues. He didn't even acknowledge them; instead, he spoke to Grace,

"Grace, hypothetically, what happens if I unleash an infinite fraction of killing intent?"

"As Master is passively and eternally transcending, your infinitesimal killing intent can wipe out this Omniverse. Of course, it's just one among the many transfinite Omniverses. And you can always bring it back."

"I don't like being restricted by anything, not even by my power."

Patrick spoke as he shut his eyes; simultaneously, Grace's voice sounded.

[Passive Existence/Being Added]

[Passive Existence/Being Added]

[Being: Absolute Self-Omniscient; The Master holds absolute omniscience regarding His existence]

[Being: Absolute Self-Omnipotent/Autopotence; The Master holds absolute manipulation over His existence]

"Better."

Patrick spoke as Grace displayed the interface. He read the words as he understood that his existence was now within his control and not in the story; he didn't have to think about obliterating the multiverse when it was a flick intended for a fly. All these took no time. (Patrick and Grace always chat in a time-stop state)

Patrick stared at the Jian family's Saint Ancestors as he spoke, his voice ringing in their ears.

"Come, come feed on your brother's brain."