Chapter 90: The Second Master Is Nothing Special

Several days earlier, Algol of Perseus had traced the exact whereabouts of Kanon and relayed the information to the Sanctuary. After that, he came alone to a rocky island somewhere in the North Atlantic, intending to defeat him with his own hands and then drag him back to the Sanctuary to claim credit and prove his strength.

Yet the moment they collided, the vast gulf in power was laid bare. Algol's greatest reliance, the Shield of Medusa, was nothing more than a joke before Kanon; in only a few moves, it was shattered to pieces.

Had Algol not possessed a measure of skill himself, he would likely have been killed at the first exchange.

Kanon seemed to grow weary of the meaningless battle, and then formed a triangle with both hands, shouting loudly.

Gold Triangle Dimension!

This was Kanon's supreme art. Legend said that in the North Atlantic under his rule lay a chilling devil's triangle known as the Gold Triangle; anything that entered that triangular region would vanish from this universe.

And Kanon would open the entrance to the Gold Triangle, banishing his foe into an alien space, forever lost.

The triangular void, with its immense pulling force, made Algol tremble all over. No matter how much he raised his cosmos, he could not escape the fate of banishment.

Just as Algol was on the verge of being exiled, a fist of light-speed directly shattered the Gold Triangle Dimension. Even the surrounding space, struck by that blow, recovered from its distortion.

"Who is it?!"

Kanon looked toward the cosmos slowly emerging nearby, and from within it stepped a young man clad in Silver Saint Cloth.

Kanon's pupils visibly contracted.

"Altar?" he said.

"You must be the Sanctuary's new Pope, Alexis!"

Kanon was clearly extremely familiar with the Sanctuary, and even knew that the new Pope was the Saint who had inherited the Altar constellation.

Feng Zhe looked at Algol, who was sprawled on the ground and gasping for breath, and said to him, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, but Kanon is far too dangerous. His strength is far beyond the intelligence reports. My lord, please be careful!"

The information Sanctuary held on Kanon still dated from when he was a trainee. Back then, his brother Saga had only just become the Gemini Saint, and Kanon's strength was at most at Silver Saint level.

That was why Algol had come so boldly to this island, intending to seize him and take him back.

"No matter. You go on ahead. Leave this to me."

Algol nodded, gave Kanon one deep look, then quickly ran off.

Kanon did not try to stop him. Instead, he fixed a serious gaze on Feng Zhe.

"Where is my brother Saga now?"

"My teacher, Saga, is in the Underworld now. Are you interested in going to talk with him, second lord?"

Feng Zhe smiled at Kanon, while Kanon replied with obvious resentment, "I would gladly kill him right now to avenge the wrongs of the past!"

Back then, Saga had seen through Kanon's wicked nature and personally thrown him into the stone prison in the Strait of Sniva, leaving him to live or die on his own.

Just when Kanon had nearly fallen into despair, he accidentally released the sealed soul of Sea Emperor Poseidon from the stone prison, and from then on became one of the Seven Generals, taking command of the Sea Realm.

Feng Zhe knew this history very well, and naturally understood Kanon's hatred. Still, he asked, "Why has the Sea Emperor fully awakened now?"

This was something Feng Zhe had to clarify, since it bore directly on the success or failure of the Holy War. Yet Kanon looked at him and said, "Do you think I would ever betray the Sea Emperor?"

Feng Zhe smiled again. He knew that Kanon would ultimately return to the side of the goddess Athena, but certainly not now.

So he said, "Actually, it's not hard to guess. The Sea Emperor's complete awakening means complete control of the Sea Realm. Your ambition, along with his awakening, has also stepped into uncontrollable territory."

"And now, on this island of yours, are you in exile, or are you guarding this stretch of sea?"

Feng Zhe's words made Kanon's face twitch. It seemed he had hit the mark.

Then Kanon said, "As expected of Saga's disciple. But since you've guessed it, making you work for me would be nothing less than ideal."

Phantom Emperor Fist!

Suddenly, in a flash, Kanon struck Feng Zhe on the head.

This blow assaulted Feng Zhe's cerebral nerves directly, seizing control of his mind. Like hypnosis, it compelled him to obey Kanon's commands, turning him into a puppet.

Feng Zhe stood there with his eyes calmly closed. Seeing this, Kanon suddenly burst into laughter.

"With the Pope of the Sanctuary under my control, my ambition can still rule the earth!"

At that moment, Feng Zhe opened his eyes again and said in an utterly disdainful voice, "Compared to my teacher Saga, your Phantom Emperor Fist is nothing worth mentioning."

"What?!"

Kanon could hardly believe his eyes. The look of shock on his face even gave rise to a trace of fear. It seemed that this disciple of Saga before him might in truth surpass his own teacher.

But then the unyielding Kanon shouted again, "Then die!"

Galactic Explosion!

Only to see Kanon cross his arms as a massive energy mass erupted from his cosmos, crashing down on Feng Zhe like a meteor.

Corpse Burial Soul Break!

The deathly aura in Feng Zhe's hands instantly swirled around him, forming an explosion whose force even surpassed the Galactic Explosion.

Kanon was blasted backward by the tremendous detonation and crashed heavily to the ground.

Then he stared in utter shock at Feng Zhe before him. He simply could not believe his eyes: his own Galactic Explosion had actually been broken by that deathly aura, and he was utterly outmatched.

Feng Zhe frowned. The strength of Kanon before him was merely at the early stage of the Seventh Sense, perhaps on par with Death Mask and Aphrodite.

It seemed that Kanon had not grown much stronger in the Sea Realm.

But after a moment's thought, he understood.

The true power of a Saint came from battle, accumulated time after time. Compared with the Sea Realm, which remained peaceful and free of war, the Sanctuary saw far more conflict.

Especially Feng Zhe himself, having experienced countless battles, had long since been transformed beyond recognition.

So that was why the Five Bronze Saints became so formidable later on. The reason turned out to be here all along.

Kanon looked utterly unconvinced, suddenly sprang up, and shouted.

Gold Triangle Dimension!

Again it was banishment into an alien space, though compared with Saga's dimensional space, it fell far short.

Feng Zhe seemed somewhat irritated, and then made a strange gesture with both hands.

"Then let second lord experience my own alien dimension!"

Interdimensional Barrier!

Completely different from Saga's and Kanon's dimensional technique, this Interdimensional Barrier first stripped away the soul, then banished it into another dimension.

Because of this, the opponent could not escape from the other dimension. Even gods would be unable to flee.

Kanon had never seen anything like it. He cried out, and then his entire soul was pulled into the other dimension, while his body fell to the ground, becoming nothing more than a living corpse.