While Damien's tirade went largely unnoticed in the already chaotic battlefield before he rushed into the center area, there was a particular group of beings who witnessed every second of it.
These beings had been specifically paying attention to him the entire time, after all.
Wrath's eyes were clouded with a myriad of emotions. While his greed and obsession fought to take over his rational mind, he was keenly aware that Tian Yang's presence disallowed him from moving at all. Without blocking him in some way, Wrath would be indefinitely tied down.
But Wrath wasn't someone who could contain his emotions and control them. As a Nox, this was never the path they were meant to take.
From birth, they were mindless. They followed their instincts to kill and plunder with no other thoughts in mind at all. For them to gain spiritual intelligence upon entering 4th class was a miracle in itself, but it was a change far too abrupt for them to completely suppress the desires that controlled them for so long.
For this reason, many 4th-class Nox were belligerent to the core, acting domineering and without care for consequences regardless of the intelligence they possessed. Among them, Wrath could be called an outlier.
He always valued his rational mind. He valued the memories he possessed that allowed him to maintain tact and cautiousness. It was only for this reason why he was able to perfectly conceal the Seed's existence and take up his post in Niflheim without worrying about others coming to rob him of his treasure.
That was something he'd never allow.
But even someone like Wrath who spent a little over 10,000 years laying in wait within the Human Domain until the Seed's prophesied appearance, carefully planning his every step, couldn't hold down his urges with his goal right in front of him.
In his mind, the scene of him seizing Damien and devouring him repeated a million different ways. In each one, Wrath became an unrivaled powerhouse that led the Nox and even consumed the universe itself. With this kind of delusion fueling him, how could he retain control?
The last semblance of sanity in his mind disappeared. His vision turned red and his mind focused on the singular urge to consume the Seed.
Wrath's body emitted a series of popping noises. Tian Yang immediately sensed this, flashing away and appearing mere feet in front of Wrath.
"Don't make any decisions you'll regret." He stated coldly.
In reality, his power level was just about equal to Wrath's. It was because of his deep understanding of Spatial Laws that he appeared so mysterious under the probing of others.
If he truly wanted to hold Wrath back, it wouldn't be a simple matter at all. And if he wanted to do so while protecting this planet from destruction, it'd be near impossible.
But Wrath didn't even hear Tian Yang's warning. His mind was focused wholly on Damien's figure and the pitch-black mana emanating from it.
The popping sounds emitted from his body grew until each one was like a thunderclap. Wrath's body expanded to double its size, multiple appendages bursting forth from his body in fireworks of blood.
His form was actually similar to Sylvius' Lightning Asura, except his body was covered in the stench of blood and the aura of slaughter. He was a true Asura!
Roar!
Wrath let out a furious bellow. Space distorted into bloody vortexes around him. In the next instant, his figure blurred and shot out!
"Fuck!"
Tian Yang gritted his teeth and cursed. He maneuvered through space, but even then he could only match Wrath's speed. Raising his hand, he immediately forced the surrounding thousands of kilometers to compress and lock, slowing Wrath's movements.
But Wrath was prepared for this. Even with his mind taken over by his instinct, he was a bred killer. Battle awareness was his natural talent.
One of the six gargantuan arms jutting out of his back moved, a bloody bell appearing in its grasp.
Dong!
The bell rang violently, shaking even space at its very foundation. As these frequencies bounced around within Tian Yang's spatial cage and amplified each other, space shattered entirely!
The level of connection Tian Yang had with space surpassed Damien's purely because of the difference in comprehension. When space influenced by Tian Yang shattered, it led to a void that could kill even a Demigod if they stayed for too long.
But Wrath didn't seem to register this fact. Within the shattered void, his figure was a blood-red meteor. A layer of energy protected him from the chaotic forces outside, allowing him to smoothly pass through.
Tian Yang was frustrated, sure, but he didn't think this result was unnatural. Wrath was equal to him, so attempting to stop him from fleeing at full power wasn't within Tian Yang's capabilities.
But slowing him down enough to where he could catch up and initiate battle was more than just possible. As long as he could impose his Authority from nearby, he'd delay Wrath greatly.
Haaa!
Tian Yang let out a battle cry, his figure fusing into space. Although his true body didn't move, it was like space itself became his body.
The spatial layers condensed, turning into a massive hand that pressed down on the shattered void and attempted to grab Wrath!
In that moment, Wrath didn't hold anything back. He didn't need any strength to kill Damien, so he could use his mana wantonly before reaching his target.
The bloody light around him flared into action, creating a massive inferno. This inferno then condensed into a terrifyingly massive red sword that shot up into the hand, planning to face it head-on!
BOOOOOM!
The shattered void that was still in the process of healing was blown apart once again. The collision of these two forces sent out fierce shockwaves that would've spread for thousands or even tens of thousands of kilometers if Tian Yang didn't contain them.
But this was the worst possible situation!
Borrowing the momentum of the shockwave, Wrath rapidly increased his speed! With a Demigod's full-powered momentum, he'd already reached the 4th class battlefield in the time it took for these two collisions to occur.
To put it simply, it was instantaneous.
Tian Yang cursed in his heart. If he wasn't able to protect his disciple, what kind of master would he be?! He threw away any hesitation he might've had before and steeled himself.
Voom!
His Divinity-laced mana rapidly expanded. Within his body, his blood burned away, empowering it. Tian Yang took the riskiest move a cultivator could make; he sacrificed his own blood vitality!
Blood vitality was the source of life force. If one burned it, while they could rapidly increase their power for a short period of time, they'd be left severely wounded for a very long time unless they ingested a great deal of heavenly materials. For Tian Yang to sacrifice his only went to show how much he valued his disciples.
"Break for me!"
His hands clenched into fists and punched out. At his command, the void shattered into countless fragments that rained down on Wrath's position. While this was a move Tian Yang could replicate without sacrificing his blood vitality, its power wasn't nearly as great.
In a fraction of an instant, mere milliseconds at most, Tian Yang's attack reached Wrath. The spatial shards ran through his body, tearing him into multiple pieces, but even then, Wrath didn't stop his charge.
He knew from the start that he wouldn't be able to block this attack. The injuries he received were grievous, and he would be incapacitated at the very least if he allowed them to fester.
He placed all his bets on the single circumstance where he was able to consume Damien! If he succeeded, he'd not only recover but become extremely powerful as well. If he failed…he'd die pathetically without accomplishing anything.
Wrath's adamance was far past the level of insanity. No matter how Tian Yang attacked him, he allowed these attacks to land and used their impact force to propel himself forward! His fierce blood vitality dwindled with every passing instant, but he didn't care anymore. Because…
In that final moment, his body appeared where he desired it to be. His arm whipped out faster than lightning, his grip attempting to wrap around Damien's neck!
