Chapter 883: Reaching Divinity.
How long had he been fighting...? 100 years? 1000 years? 100,000 years? He didn't know. He hadn't cared to find out.
In this confusing place where everything existed and yet didn't, the perception of Time became completely distorted.
Concepts like Space and Time became utterly irrelevant here.
The only thing he knew was that he was fighting. Fighting without stopping.
Fighting against four enemies who worked together very effectively.
"...What an irritating creature... Even with four of us, it's not enough?" He heard Ikor mutter.
Something he wouldn't have picked up on if his senses weren't so sharp now.
He didn't know how long he'd been fighting, and he didn't care. The only thing he knew was that right now... He was so focused on the battle that he couldn't perceive anything else.
"He's getting better... No, he's refining his Techniques... We need to eliminate him, Father!"
