The strange white light descended from the sky as though there was no process at all. It landed on Zhou Wen, leaving him no space to dodge. Ignoring Zhou Wen's current speed, even if he was ten or a hundred times faster, it would be difficult for him to dodge the white light that appeared out of thin air.
Zhou Wen didn't panic. Now, he was no longer the weakling who didn't know anything and was always on tenterhooks. He already had his own knowledge framework in mind, allowing him to analyze and judge all kinds of unknown powers.
For a power that directly affected his body and couldn't be dodged, it was impossible for it to be a power that directly killed him. It was even very likely that it wasn't a damaging skill.
Indeed, when the white light landed on Zhou Wen, it didn't harm his body, but it instantly made him feel as though a mountain was pressing down on him. His legs trembled non-stop as his knees involuntarily bent.
In an instant, Zhou Wen knew what power it was. He had guessed half of it. It was indeed not a power that directly killed him, but it would still injure his body. He was too familiar with such power. He had seen it countless times.
It was a power similar to the Sigh of the King. No, to be precise, it was similar to the power of the strange woman who had used the Sigh of the King to reside in his body.
As the woman didn't have a corporeal body, she naturally couldn't control a corporeal power. This white light was the same as the woman in the Sigh of the King. They were all pure Consciousness.
In this world, consciousness was the most mysterious thing. Even at Zhou Wen's level, it was impossible for him to turn his Consciousness into a corporeal body. He couldn't even use his Consciousness to control a piece of paper to fly.
No matter how powerful his Will was, he could only control his own body and not affect others.
The other skills that seemed to be using Willpower to control power were just Willpower controlling some kind of power in the body. They were not purely using Willpower.
Just like the Sword Will, the Sword Will was a mixture of Sword Power and Willpower. It was not pure Willpower. This kind of Sword Will could only affect the opponent's Willpower, but it could not cause actual damage.
However, Zhou Wen had seen two and a half people who could directly turn Consciousness into a corporeal body and use it on external objects.
One was the woman from the Sigh of the King, and the other was this white beam of light. The reason why there was still half of it was because Zhou Wen wasn't sure if the person was using pure consciousness.
That half was The Thearch. She could make wishes come true. Zhou Wen believed that the wish itself was a form of consciousness, but he wasn't sure if it was, so it could only be considered half.
This white beam of light's consciousness wasn't weaker than the Sigh of the King that Zhou Wen had seen. It was even stronger. It crossed space and was actually able to force his legs to bend, making him almost kneel to the ground. An existence with this consciousness was unimaginably powerful.
Are all experts at the Apocalypse stage so terrifying? Zhou Wen was alarmed. He had already used all his strength, but his knees were still rapidly plummeting to the ground.
In fact, not all Apocalyptic Grades possessed this level of Willpower, or it could be said that creatures that could achieve this level of Willpower were extremely rare among the Apocalyptic Grades.
The toughness of one's will and the materialization of one's consciousness were on completely different levels. No matter how strong Zhou Wen's willpower was, he couldn't stop his legs from bending.
Seeing Zhou Wen's legs bend, Tracing thought to herself, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept my bow if you want to be my teacher.
Tracing naturally knew very well that a weapon like the Unnamed God, which was almost like a god, had an extremely high pride. How could it tolerate its contractor lowering its head and kneeling to any other creature?
After three bows, Zhou Wen was already a dead man in Tracing's eyes.
I gave you a chance. You were the one who chose to be my disciple. Don't blame me for your death. However, it's not a waste for you to die under the power of the Unnamed God. If it's not an existence at the Apocalypse stage, the Unnamed God won't even have any reaction. With this thought in mind, Tracing still felt a little uncomfortable. She originally didn't have any killing intent, but she had been forced into such a state. She had only bowed out of anger. Looking at Zhou Wen who was about to kneel, she thought to herself, Don't ever think of being someone else's teacher in your next life, much less think of being my Tracing's teacher.
Li Xuan, Feng Qiuyan, Ming Xiu, and Qin Zhen, who were close to Zhou Wen, were all top humans with combat strength. However, just the aftermath of the white light left them rooted to the ground. No matter how they struggled, they couldn't move at all.
It wasn't just them. In fact, everyone in Guide City was immobilized. The humans with weaker strength and willpower were pressed to the ground.
Feng Qiuyan, Ming Xiu, and company tried their best to resist the force, but their knees had already fallen to the ground. Even with their hands pressed against the ground, it was still difficult for them to resist. Their bodies were about to collapse to the ground.
Li Xuan stood motionless, refusing to bend his legs. His bones cracked as the broken bones pierced through his flesh.
Qin Zhen propped herself up with her sword, forcing herself not to kneel. However, the sword was quickly pressed into the ground. Her body quickly approached the ground and she had no choice but to lie down.
What kind of existence was the Unnamed God? If its contractor knelt on the ground, how could the others remain standing? Not to mention standing, they couldn't even kneel.
If Tracing knelt, everyone could only prostrate themselves.
And this was only the aftermath of the willpower. Zhou Wen, who was facing the willpower head-on, had yet to touch the ground with his knees. His strength and willpower far exceeded everyone else's, but it was still insufficient to resist the force.
Tracing closed her eyes. She had already expected the outcome and didn't wish to see Zhou Wen's tragic state of being completely destroyed by the willpower.
Tracing closed her eyes, waiting for the sound of bones snapping and blood splattering. However, after waiting for a while, all she heard was the sound of the people beside her slamming into the ground. She didn't hear the sound of Zhou Wen's knees hitting the ground, nor did she hear the sound of bones snapping as she had imagined.
Could it be that he suffered the wrath of the Unnamed God head-on? His body was completely reduced to ashes before he even hit the ground? Tracing couldn't help but open her eyes to look at Zhou Wen.
In the next second, when Tracing saw him clearly, her eyes couldn't help but widen as though she had seen a ghost. Her face was filled with shock and disbelief.
Zhou Wen hadn't been reduced to ashes as she had imagined, nor had he knelt to the ground like she had imagined. Zhou Wen was standing there perfectly fine. His knees, which had been slightly bent previously, were now straight.
It wasn't only his knees. Even his spine was straight. Even his head was held high without any signs of depression.
Zhou Wen stood there straight as he stared into the void with his head raised, like a king bathed in holy light.
(End of chapter)
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