William Sphere stood up, struggling, his eyes full of confusion not knowing what had just happened. Meanwhile, his blood stopped flowing.

He looked up and faced Azrael.

[What happened!?] Exclaimed internally as his heart beats loudly.

"As expected of a Saint, your regeneration capability is impressive." Azrael's nonchalant voice echoed.

"What did you do to me? Why do you have that kind of strength!?" William asked hysterically.

He was really confused why a peak Divine Sky had the strength to wound him.

"You can guess." Azrael's mouth curled up and he vanished.

**BOOM!**

Before William knew it, he was already flung in the air as his chest caved in and mouthfuls of blood stained the atmosphere.

He struggled to gain his balance. He touched his healing chest, his eyes looking at the Peak Divine Sky in front of him. For the very first time, he felt threatened by someone who has a weaker cultivation realm than him.

"Can you guess now?" Azrael asked again.

Meanwhile from a faraway place, in the former lively theater. The theatre's owner watched the incredible scene happening right now.

"Incredible! To think a monster like him exists! If I were to fight him, it would be highly debatable who would win."

This being who has the power to disperse William's oppressive aura by just his voice, for the very first time lost his confidence against a junior.

He shook his head and proceeded to watch the fight with full attention.

Back to the barren where a Saint bullying a Divine Sky should happen.

"One Illusion: World's Tribulations!"

William cast his psuedo-Dao ability wanting to eradicate Azrael's mind turning him into an idiot.

This psuedo-Dao abiliy is his ultimate ability that he was known for. This psuedo-Dao ability made him capable of eradicating a Saint Level Sect, the One Illusion Massacre; the incident that made him famous was an event produced by this psuedo-Dao ability.

One Illusion: World's Tribulations is an psuedo-Dao ability created by William during his Great Dao Conversion. It can produce an Illusion world inside the target's mind where he or she would face the myriad tribulations faced by all living beings, whether it is mortal's tribulations or cultivator's tribulations. The target will face all the sufferings of all living beings, and this will happen slowly inside the target's mind, killing him slowly for immeasurable years but only seconds in the real world.

Alas, his prize psuedo-Dao ability was like a child's play in the eyes of Azrael. With just one blink, he shattered this psuedo-Dao ability.

William suffered a tremendous backlash. Azrael used this opening to unleash his onslaught on William.

Before William could register what had just transpired, he already received heavy blows after heavy blows from Azrael. At this point, he even suspected that Azrael was merely concealing his real cultivation level and pranking him.

"Cough!"

William knelt with his left knee and coughed another mouthful of blood. His bloodied body struggled to not fall. He tried to heal his body but there was a force prohibiting his regeneration ability.

He analyzed this force and as if realizing a terrifying truth, his body trembled to a terrifying degree.

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"Power of Great Dao!"

"Correct." Azrael's smile widened furthermore.

"H-How? You are only just a Peak Divine Sky! That must be it, you are an old fox hiding his strength all along! Yes, that must be it! You tricked me!!!!!" William erratically shouted as he lost his will to fight.

One could not judge William's train of thought. The power of the Great Dao is the peak power in this world, a power capable of rivaling Heavenly Dao, that's why cultivators seek the Great Dao. But touching a Great Dao is not a simple matter.

To reach a Saint one would need to start converting Laws to Great Dao. And if the cultivator successfully converted it, he or she can finally break through to Saint Monarch and once the Great Dao reaches perfection one would be considered as Saint Lord!

Currently, William was having a hard time accepting the things he was seeing. Is a Divine Sky having the power of Great Dao? What concept is that? That was unheard of and with cultivation history, many tried but failed miserably. It is simply impossible to achieve Great Dao without even stepping on Saint Step.

And if ever Azrael is really not a Saint Monarch but a true and genuine Divine Sky Cultivator, then once he achieves perfection with his Great Dao, he can ignore all the realms and directly break through to Saint Lord Realm! This unconventional breakthrough is only possible because of the Great Dao. That's why he denied it. He denied that such a freak exists, that would simply throw the whole Divine Realm upside down.

"Believe what you want. Deny what you want but your death, you cannot avoid it." A sentence that judged William's demise came out from Azrael's mouth naturally as if he was only sentencing an ant to death and not a Saint.

"S-senior, S-spare me." William crawled towards Azrael as he pleaded for his life which drew an unsightly image.

"Yikes! I am too young to be called Senior by an old grandpa. Please stop that, it cringes me." Azrael exclaimed.

"COUGH!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted from the mouth of the crawling saint.

"You are famous because of your Illusion right? Then let me show you mine and die by Illusion!"

Instantly William was surrounded by an Illusion of a miniature and compact model of Divine Realm that was on the verge of its destruction which can be seen by the onlookers.

There are many types of illusion, there's an illusion that will drag the target to the Illusion world, there they will experience things that the outside world cannot see and an illusion that will manifest to the real world where the outside world can see. If one were to ask which illusion they were afraid of more. Most would answer, sinister and killing wise, the illusion that drags its target to the illusion world leaving his or her body vulnerable while suffering a mental attack. Though the other one cannot be ignored, because a strong illusion could still distract the target thus leaving a wide opening with his or her guard, and one can still suffer mental attacks to some degree.

That's why the majority onlookers frowned looking at Azrael. They didn't expect Azrael to use this kind of Illusion.

Meanwhile the far away to this barren place, the powerful being earlier. Opened his eyes as wide as he could. He can literally see the things the others couldn't.

"Reality Illusion." Azrael uttered two words..

The world destruction force swallowed William.

"Arghhhh!!!!!"

An earth-wrenching scream came from the miniature Divine Realm that swallowed the injured saint.

The onlookers look at the empty place where William was formerly. Yes the illusion swallowed William and not even his hair was left.

"Illusion that became reality." The voice earlier boomed at the Barren place.

"Your method was really great. I thank you for your guidance, fellow daoist. With this I could really break through to the peak of Saint Monarch." Added by the powerful being.

The onlookers were dumbstruck by the sudden revelation. An illusion became reality? If that's even possible then it is only possible if your comprehension of the Great Dao of Illusion is nearing Perfection if not it is already at Perfection.

But Azrael ignored the voice and the reaction of his surroundings.

Seeing Azrael never pay attention to him. The voice stayed silent and having sensed something he tactically withdrew his 'presence'. The onlookers also dispersed having sensed the powerful being stopped paying attention to this barren place lest they invited the anger of Azrael.

Azrael fixed his eyes towards Bianca who's making a sour and pouty face.

"Why do you have a sour face? Could it be that you don't want William to die? Could it be that you have hidden feelings with him?" He teased her.

"That's not it. Humph."

"Then wh—" he paused when he remembered something. His face bloomed with a sweet smile and approached Bianca.

"Who cares about the age difference between two lovers? Who cares who is older and who is younger. With how deep my love for you, age can't stop my advance. You can call me your husband and I would proudly call you my wife." He became nearer and nearer to Bianca until he was near enough to stretch his arm to hug her, hug her he did.

His sudden action surprised Bianca, her face blushed like a tomato. He tightened his hugged, his broad and manly chest pressed to Bianca's bountiful and juicy front.

Bianca couldn't help but reciprocate. She looked at the manly face of Azrael. She could still remember his domineering presence and display of power earlier that made her breathing erratically. His claim to her as his woman still ringing in her ears which further added stimulus to her excited heart.

"I love you." Azrael whispered and his breath brushed Bianca's nose.

"I love you too." Her floral and addictive breath touched Azrael's nose.

The distance between their longing lips started to shorten until it became zero.