Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 2956

The small palm-sized flag bore intricate patterns upon its fabric. Chaos and balance swirled within it, imbuing it with the lethal power of destruction.

"I never would have thought that someone who had just become an immortal would possess such combat prowess. All the more reason to kill you!" the Ancestora sneered, having whipped out of his signature weapon.

Known as the Chaos Flag, the small weapon in his grasp hailed from the era of the celestial devils. Crafted from divine gold, it wielded two different energies—sky and soil. Within its folds lay the ability to tear chaos apart, crush space, and to command the very laws themselves. It was a destructive force to be reckoned with.

A total of 99 laws were etched across its surface, making it a rare and valuable weapon even within the ranks of celestial weapons.

As the Chaos Flag billowed in the wind, the positive and negative enough that it bore radiated with an unbridled divine light. A simple wave was all that was needed for the Ancestora to unleash a torrent of the black and yellow divine light.

These beams wrought chaos, shattered the void, and assailed the multicolored sword beam with unforgiving ferocity. Within seconds, the void resounded with a cacophony of cracks and explosions, while flames shot into the sky and stirred tumultuous waves in the river of time. Beneath the relentless onslaught of the Chaos Flag, the Ancestora finally observed that the multicolored sword beam had been destroyed. It was a brief respite for the Ancestora after the flag managed to defend against the slight sword beam.

Meanwhile, Severin's pupils contracted as he glanced at the Chaos Flag, betraying a flicker of surprise. He did not expect the Ancestora to wield a weapon such as that.

"A celestial weapon isn't going to change your fate. You will suffer your demise today!" Severin jeered. His feet seemed to light up with a luminous glow as the surrounding laws coalesced into a five-colored flame. The next instant, the forces of time and space surged forth from him, manifesting as a five-colored path that dispersed into the surrounding skies.

An invisible ripple expanded rapidly through the void freezing space and time. The world seemed to have entered a state of suspension. All matter within a thousand-mile radius began to warp under the strain of time and space. The Ancestora, sensing something was amiss, found himself ensnared by the surroundings as his upper energy core had been thrown into disarray. His body stiffened and he was hardly able to move.

The relentless power from the passage of time had corroded his immortality, gnawing away at his vitality with each passing moment. Though an immortal's lifespan spanned several eras, the domain was governed by the laws of time. In but a few breaths, the Ancestora could feel millennia upon millennia of his existence being stripped from his lifespan as his sideburns began to turn white.