Mrs. and Mr. Smith
Chapter 2214

Chapter 2214: Chapter 2212: Hicks' Single Sword Chapter 2214: Chapter 2212: Hicks' Single Sword The soul cultivator sneered and said,

“What a coincidence, my brother is also in Skywater Prison. But I'll personally destroy this bullshit Wilson family's Skywater Prison and rescue him.”

“Hahaha! You can say that if you ever make it back. We've been exiled here for over a thousand years. At first, we were just as naive as you are. Now, we only kill fools like you who cling to such hope.”

The soul cultivator laughed loudly and said,

“Why waste so many words with him! Take his head. Maybe the Wilson family will send us back.”

Dwight Cohen shouted loudly and said,

*Even if my divine soul is damaged, creatures like you are no match for me.*

Ethan Smith's expression turned cold.

Back in Thunder Courtyard, the Pure Heart Sutra he acquired had reinforced his divine soul to an unimaginable degree.

Although his divine sense was damaged during the battle with Joab Banks, he gained tremendous insights from the clash.

Attacks involving divine sense could also carry the laws of heaven and earth.

A strand of divine sense directly erased the instrument's soul of both the cloth robe left behind by Clayton Schmidt and the Dharma Treasure known as the Venerable Fifth Mountain. How terrifying was that!

A streak of golden light suddenly slashed out, trailing threads of pitch-black glow.

It was the power of destruction.

The phenomena was a result of Ethan's comprehension of Schmidt's Destruction, with a trace of the power of rules coiled around the golden blade.

The golden blade sank into the enormous silver-white silhouette, like a glowing red iron plunging into ice.

The wailing spirit within the Sea of Knowledge instantly shattered, and the gray-white figure melted nearly halfway.

“Ahhh!”

The man let out a harrowing scream; this strike severely injured his divine soul.

At this moment, Ethan Smith's divine soul dimmed abruptly.

This strike had almost completely drained all of his divine soul power.

The golden light on his body dimmed even further, and his divine soul began to tear away. Yet he ignored his injuries and forcibly stimulated his divine sense again.

At this moment, Ethan Smith's connection between his divine soul and his body was about to sever.

“Attack now!”

The man yelled sharply and said,

“Rose Chaotic Dance.”

A vine whipped violently toward Ethan Smith's divine sense avatar.

Blackness clouded Ethan's vision; the golden light on his avatar was nearly gone. It was like a slow veil of darkness had been pulled across everything before him; his divine sense blanketing the heavens and earth was swiftly enveloped.

Then, Dwight Cohen clenched his claws, instantly driving them into Ethan's flesh, poised to rip out his heart.

“Little brother, don't hold it against us. Blame yourself for crossing the Monohorse Hall. Besides, how could anyone be so naive in Purgatory to trust others so easily?”

Mariam Mitchell laughed coyly and said,

“Do you really believe this is enough to kill me?”

Ethan bit down so hard on his teeth that blood flowed.

Satan Heart Skill!

A fierce whirlwind burst from Ethan's dimmed divine soul, with an immense suction force rushing out like a vortex throughout the entire Divine Soul Space.

The turbulent Sea of Consciousness surged into Ethan's avatar like a storm.

“Hicc!”

Ethan's divine sense hiccupped as it absorbed a True Saint Realm divine soul.

In less than a moment, Ethan devoured it entirely.

The Divine Soul Space shattered suddenly. In the next instant, golden light erupted from Ethan's body.

He grabbed Dwight Cohen by the neck with one hand, terrifying power pressing down on him like Tarz Mountain, rendering him unable to lift a single finger.

“Spare me! It's the Monohorse Hall that forced me; I had no choice,”

Dwight said through strained breaths.

“If you make a choice, you must face the consequences,”

Ethan said indifferently.

Pa!

Dwight's neck was crushed instantly. Ethan stepped forward to Tower Mountain before he could utter a single word.

Without warning, Tower Mountain was kicked so hard that his head exploded on impact.

“Your turn.”

Ethan walked emotionlessly in front of Mariam Mitchell and grabbed her Rose Whip in one hand.

“Spare me! I'll do anything you ask!”

Mariam struggled desperately, revealing the curves of her figure.

“Die!”

The vortex reappeared instantly, sucking in a soul larger than the soul cultivator's divine soul.

Mariam's soul turned out to be much stronger than the soul cultivator's; Ethan took several minutes to fully absorb it.

At this point, Ethan's injuries had healed significantly; the massive wound Joab had inflicted had largely repaired itself.

The divine sense in his body transmitted an overwhelming sense of satisfaction, and the searing pain within his soul had markedly subsided.

*Yet an enormous craving surged within him, and Ethan's gaze suddenly grew wild.*

*It was the hunger of his divine soul, though every cell seemed to cry out, rebelliously demanding this unquenchable need.*

Pure Heart Sutra!

Ethan crossed his legs and began frantically circulating the Pure Heart Sutra.

Previously, when he activated the Satan Heart Skill, he had suppressed its effects using the Pure Heart Sutra.

This time, however, the Sutra's effectiveness was limited; he had to activate the heart technique for an entire day and night just to barely suppress the terrifying urge.

When Ethan opened his eyes, he realized that his face was drenched in cold sweat.

The True Saint Realm enhancing the Satan Heart Skill rendered it far more terrifying.

The divine consciousness nascent souls of two True Saints had been swiftly absorbed into him, and yet the insatiable craving of his divine soul left him horrified.

If the urge couldn't be restrained, he might transform into a bloodthirsty madman.

“What the hell, is this guy insane? Dwight's squad and Tower's squad were both wiped out by him?”

“Thank goodness I trusted my gut earlier and didn't intervene.”

“Let's get the hell out of here before he notices us.”

Several trails of divine sense observing the battlefield immediately retreated upon witnessing Ethan rise to his feet.

*Ahhh!*

*Once more, the aching need surged within Ethan. Thankfully, under the effects of the Pure Heart Sutra, the craving momentarily weakened.*

As Ethan stood up, his pupils constricted suddenly.

In front of him, a man and his sword emerged without warning.

*The presence was eerie; it felt as though the man had been lingering unnoticed yet had simultaneously just arrived.*

*A feeling of dread surged through Ethan, his vigilance soaring to its peak.*

“When your injuries heal, I will take your life,”

the man said as he slowly rose to his feet.

“My name is Hicks.”

The man drew his sword. Without warning, he slashed toward the sky.

The heavens dimmed abruptly, and a massive chasm appeared in the sky.

Sky split, man vanished.

Ethan inhaled sharply.

The power of rules!

He stared at the enormous chasm in the sky. He wasn't entirely certain whether he could withstand such a devastating strike.

Return to Lorncloud City!

Without hesitation, Ethan scoured the battlefield for treasures and then used the Shrinking Ground Into An Inch technique to flee toward Lorncloud City.

Purgatory, the Land of Chaos, lived up to its name.

From Dwight's invitation to the subsequent events, everything had been preordained.

Yet Ethan hadn't anticipated that Dwight's squad had plotted against him all along.

*The level of cunning was terrifying.*

*Those who had been tempered within the Blood Sea were indeed far more ruthless and unfeeling than those in the Holy Region.*

*And that final figure, Hicks, with his towering pride, made Ethan feel the peril of life and death once again.*

Purgatory is truly horrifying.