Chapter 4218 The Disappearance Of The Bold Conjecture House

Without uttering a single word, the Snake Spirit King wandered in the black cloud. Afterward, he
launched another attack on Zen.

At this point, Zen was already seriously injured. His body was covered in cuts.

The Snake Spirit King's plan was to finish Zen before he could fully recover.

As soon as the Snake Spirit King activated the Probability Extreme Form, a thousand creatures that
looked exactly like him appeared in front of Zen. Then, they all came together and charged towards
Zen.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A thousand identical versions of the Snake Spirit King brandished their black blades at Zen.

Just a few moments ago, Zen couldn't see the Snake Spirit King's movements. But now, he was able to
see them clearly.

There were nearly two thousand black blades hacking down at Zen. But before the blows could land on
him, he suddenly vanished into thin air.

In the blink of an eye, Zen reappeared on the edge of the black cloud.

This time, he was not alone. There were nine hundred and ninety-nine duplicates of himself
surrounding him.

Adding the original, there were a thousand identical Zens. They stood in a circle on the edge of the
black cloud.



"So this is my limit? At most, I can only create nine hundred and ninety-nine versions of myself," Zen
muttered under his breath.

"It doesn't seem like I can break through..." he whispered darkly.

"Yes, me neither," the other nine hundred and ninety-nine duplicates replied in chorus.

They sounded like bees buzzing in unison.

"Shut up! Come and fight me!" the Snake Spirit King roared furiously.

He was already getting impatient.

He and the copies of himself dispersed simultaneously. Each of them was going to deal with a Zen.

Once again, the Snake Spirit King brandished and directed his black blades towards Zen. The former's
copies did the same and went for Zen's copies.

However, Zen had a different approach.

Instead of fighting him head-on, Zen came up with a sensible plan.

Just like earlier, he disappeared again.

One would be unable to predict the other's movement while they were inside this black cloud.

Even though the Snake Spirit King had mastered the Probability Extreme Form, he still wouldn't be
able to foresee Zen's next move. As a result, he and his copies didn't hit their targets.

After a short while, Zen reappeared in the center of the black cloud together with his nine hundred and
ninety-nine copies.



The two of them exchanged blows back and forth once more as they activated the Probability Extreme
Form at the same time.

The people on the altar and the snake spirits below became even more confused.

They couldn't see the Snake Spirit King a few seconds ago, but they could hear harsh metallic sounds
echoing from the black cloud. This meant that the Snake Spirit King was still fighting Zen.

But now, there were no signs of Zen and the Snake Spirit King fighting at all. They couldn't hear any
sound. They soon realized that the fight between them was now beyond what they could ever imagine.

"Wait a minute. Are they... Maybe they're fighting somewhere else? Maybe they're in a different
dimension," surmised one of the people on the altar.

"I can't even sense their auras anymore. This is so weird!"

"It looks like Zen has comprehended the same bodily movement skill as the Snake Spirit King. Don't
worry. I think Zen will win," Corbett hypothesized.

The tension in the atmosphere gradually dissipated after Zen and the Snake Spirit King disappeared.

Just then, Alphonse and Hamilton climbed to the top of the altar and stood in front of Corbett.

"Greetings, Elder Corbett," said Alphonse.

"Nice to meet you again, Elder Corbett..." Hamilton bowed respectfully as he said his greetings.

Corbett was an old servant of Kincaid. Even so, he held a high status in the Human Spirit Sect. He was
even allowed to take charge of the Human Spirit Sect on behalf of the Human Spirit King.

The human spirits of the Joy House, the Broad House, and the Black House were all excited to see
Corbett. However, they were trapped inside the space earlier. Therefore, they couldn't greet him.



Corbett looked at the human spirits and sighed. "Are you the only ones left in this world?"

"Aside from us, there are also two hundred world builders," Alphonse answered promptly.

The world builders were responsible for creating secondary worlds. However, they didn't have high
ranks in the Human Spirit Sect. Simply put, they were not core members of the sect.

"Are there no other members of our sect left?" Corbett inquired once again.

"Unfortunately, there are none," Alphonse replied.

The human spirits of the Joy House, the Broad House, and the Black House stayed on the Other Shore
for quite some time. Even though they worked for the Snake Spirit Sect, they still searched for their
kind in secret. They found that they were the only ones who survived in the world.

"Alas! That is quite regrettable." Corbett sighed again. He felt sorry for his own kind.

Alphonse remained silent and thought for a while. Afterward, he asked, "Do you want to search for the
elders of the Bold Conjecture House?"

"Yes, I do," Corbett responded without any hesitation.

Within the Human Spirit Sect, the Bold Conjecture House relished the same reputation as the Ten
Directions House. As a matter of fact, it played a more important role in the Human Spirit Sect than the
Ten Directions House.

Every member of the Ten Directions House was the greatest among the entire Human Spirit Sect. For
instance, the leader of the Ten Directions House was originally only slightly weaker than Kincaid. On
the other hand, it was thanks to the Bold Conjecture House that the members of the Ten Directions
House became such powerful.



The strongest human spirits in terms of brute strength would join the Ten Directions House. However,
the powerful and resourceful human spirits would definitely choose to join the Bold Conjecture House.

When Kincaid was trapped, Corbett placed his hopes upon the Bold Conjecture House. He thought that
the members of this house might be able to come up with some plan to free Kincaid.

However, what happened was beyond his expectations.

The young man who came to save Kincaid was not from the Bold Conjecture House or the Ten
Directions House at all. In fact, he was not even a human spirit, but a human being. Corbett was
absolutely astonished by this turn of event.

"It is unfortunate, but we surmise that all the members of the Bold Conjecture House had all been
killed," Alphonse informed.

'We have been looking for them so many years. We haven't heard anything from them yet.

If they were not truly gone, we should have found them already, ' Alphonse thought to himself.

"But now, there's finally hope. This human named Zen is fighting with the Snake Spirit King. If Master
Kincaid knew about it, he would be glad," Corbett said with a smile.

Although Zen hadn't defeated the Snake Spirit King yet, he had already saved the Human Spirit Sect.

"I really hope he wins against the Snake Spirit King," added Alphonse.

This battle was far too important for them. Their fate rested upon Zen's shoulders.

After the Snake Spirit King and Zen disappeared for two minutes, they suddenly heard a loud sound
echoing throughout the entire area.



"Are they battling again?" Hamilton asked while releasing his spiritual sense.

Every one of the people on the altar shivered. They looked around and unleashed their spiritual sense.
Soon enough, they saw two figures on the open field in front of the altar.

The Snake Spirit King slashed at Zen with his two black blades. Meanwhile, Zen raised his heavy
sword above his head to block the attack. "You have been the one delivering attacks for quite some
time now. It's time for me to strike back," Zen said tauntingly.

The ancestry-level bloodline had completely healed his wounds. Therefore, he thought it was his
chance to fight back.

He only uttered a few words before silence fell once more.

He and the Snake Spirit King disappeared again.

Out of the blue, the sound of metal colliding echoed once more.

"Zen has fully recovered! That's good news!"

"So now he's starting to retaliate?"

"He had sustained severe injuries earlier. Yet, he still managed to avoid all of the Snake Spirit King's
attacks until now! Zen is incredible!"

Everyone watching the fight from the altar were quite clever. There were no details that could escape
them.

The two of them were battling within the black cloud once again.

Zen and the Snake Spirit King kept delivering attacks, blocking them, or avoiding them. They never
stopped moving.



Nonetheless, their spectators were unable to follow their actions.

The group of Zen's duplicates closed in on the group of the Snake Spirit King's copies.

Each of Zen's copies attacked its target with moves that differed from the others'.

Meanwhile, each of the Snake Spirit King's copies blocked the attacks and retaliated. It was like
watching a well-choreographed dance.

The two of them had fought ten thousand rounds in just about two seconds.

"So, now you have comprehended the Probability Extreme Form as well. But what does it matter? At
most, this fight will merely result in a draw. Just face it. You can't even hurt me at all." The Snake Spirit
King finally spoke.

Zen remained calm and smiled. "Is the Probability Extreme Form all that mysterious person behind you
taught you?"

"What are you getting at?" The Snake Spirit King stared at Zen and frowned.

He didn't know why Zen would say that. But he suddenly had a bad feeling about it.

"Truly, the theurgies from the fifth-grade world are powerful and remarkable. Such a pity. The only thing
you mastered is the Probability Extreme Form," Zen replied as he gripped his sharp sword tightly.

Once again, energy flowed out of the cracks on his sword.


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