GOD OF ALL SYSTEMS-Chapter 92 A Grain Of Sand In The Desert 1

?Within the deepest parts of the Spirit Sword Sect, Patrick stood, legs two feet apart and hands-free from his pockets as he stared at the man sitting on the throne made of swords. The scene was calm yet tense as two beings stared at each other intensely; Patrick stared at the man expressionlessly with lazy eyes; it was like gazing at an insignificant existence. But contrary to Patrick's expression, the man gazed at Patrick with widened eyes, the revolving swords behind him instantly losing their radiating essences as they halted after.

"Who....are...you!?"

The man slowly asked heavily as he steadily rose from the throne. The man stood at an estimated height of over six feet. He had short black hair and a trimmed beard; he had smooth skin and a handsome masculine face. He had the facial features of someone in his late thirties.

The man stood from the throne and stared at Patrick from a distance. The platform they stood on was square-shaped with equal sides; it was a wide platform with a two hundred meter wideness. Standing with a scrutinizing and suspicious look, the man gazed at Patrick as if trying to pry in this person standing before him. But realizing he couldn't perceive anything, he gradually lost his suspicious expression as he spoke.

"Let me guess, are you also one of the many who has come to destroy my Spirit Sword Sect?"

"..."

"You don't need to answer that; your actions speak louder already. But I have a question-- How do you know of my possession of the thing called system?"

"..." 𝙛𝘳𝒆𝒆𝒘e𝗯n𝗼𝘷𝚎𝚕.𝒄૦𝓶

"Very well. It seems talking won't change anything. Let's change our form of conversation-- Chaos Spirit Sword Formation."

VOOM!

With the man's words, the surrounding space vibrated as it caused a vooming sound, the Qi in the surroundings swirled in a distorted manner as they caused the leaves to swirl in the surroundings intensely. The whole wide platform Patrick and the man stood on began cracking as if someone was applying pressure or gravity on it. The scene became even more intense due to the man unleashing his sword power; the gravity on the wide platform increased as it caused the platform to assume even more cracks. But the next instant, the multiple different colored swords, hovering behind the man in a halt, regained their brilliance again as they began rotating in a circling fashion.

"You see, in all my life, from the poor little boy from a lower realm-- to the sect leader of one of the most powerful sects in the outer regions of the Immortal Realm, I have never fought an uncertain battle. But you make me question my chances, how intimidating and demoralizing of you."

"..."

"Again, the silence. Then let's see how long you stay silent-- Haa!"

The man expressed his thoughts as he stretched his left arm and ordered the rotating swords to launch at Patrick. Swoosh! Swoosh! The rotating swords instantly launched upon their owner's orders as they aimed at Patrick, their tips radiating with brilliant colors of different lights. The space almost bent due to the swords breaking the sound barrier in such a short time.

But seeing the incoming swords traveling at unscaleable speeds almost reaching him, Patrick nonchalantly dodged while maintaining his lazy eyes and bored expression.

'Seriously, for someone with a system, he is extremely disappointing. With the speeds of these swords, I should compare them to almost a time-stop state. Sigh~'

Patrick expressed disappointingly, sighing after. Although the swords were fast and had unscalable speeds, for Patrick, they were extremely slow, even comparing them to almost a time-stop state, and he wasn't using any skill purposely yet. Still, Patrick dodged the swords carefreely, even inspecting them in detail as he could see the designs etched on them. He then steadily redirected the swords in the man's direction; slightly tapping the hilts of the many swords, they got redirected at the man, but ten times their initial speeds.

The green-robed sect leader stood with an almost anticipating expression as he watched his swords launch at Patrick. But he couldn't even completely assume his anticipating expression when his swords came launching back at him. But he instantly crossed his arms over his face in a blocking manner as he uttered simultaneously.

"Sword Qi burst!"

BOOM!

A booming sound reverberated in the surroundings as abundant green Qi exploded from the man's body. The exploded green Qi and the unbelievable speeding swords collided, causing an even louder booming sound after. The exploding force exerted from the collision of the speeding swords and the burst green Qi instantly sent the man crashing into his throne made of swords, his crashing force instantly shattering the throne as his body continued crashing in the distance. But before he could fall on his back, the man instantly flipped as he landed on his feet; but due to the overwhelming force from the collision, the man skated backward as his feet kept digging into the ground. Moments later, the man's reversing body stopped, almost crashing into the foot of the sword-shaped mountain.

"Haa ...haa ...haa."

The man heavily breathed. He stared far at Patrick standing on the platform as he expressed shockingly.

'What was that just now? I couldn't even control my revolving telekinetic swords, and from that launching power, it only means that this man is probably of a higher realm than me. But he undoubtedly isn't a Saint. System!?

<Passive Skill- Analysis; Can scan a target and provide basic and secret data on the specified target>

<Analyzing Target>

<....ERROR! .....ERROR! .....ERROR!>

<Target Unidentified. TARGET DOES NOT EXIST!>

<Target considered Threat to the host's existence>

'What!? Threat!? But how is that possible?

< host is advised to surrender willingly>

'So he is strong, definitely someone of a higher realm than me. But what are my chances of surviving if I fight him?'

<Calculating possibilities of surviving and escaping. Calculations complete>

< Chances of escaping; -999,999,999,999,999,9..%>

<Chances of surviving; -999,999,999,999,999,9..%>

'What!? My system is called the chance calculating system; it can calculate the probabilities of something before they happen, and it has never been wrong. But just who is this man, and where have I wronged him? I don't recall offending someone of his complexion-- system, show me my stats.'

<Ding! The Chance Calculating System>

<Host: Jin Ban>

<Level: 500>

<Cultivation Power: Star Sovereign eight-stage>

<Passive Skills: Analysis. Probability calculator. Qi breath cultivation. Physical Enhancement>

<Active Skills: Sword Law. Qi Burst. Chaos Spirit Sword Formation. Sword Maniac>

<Items: Chaos Sword (Incomplete). Life Escaping Talisman. Revolving Telekinetic Swords. The Sword Devil's Incarnate seed>

'But system, how does this person know you exist? Are there more systems like you out there? Or does he also has a system?' 𝗳𝔯𝙚e𝒘e𝚋𝘯𝚘ν𝙚l.𝑐o𝙢

<Error! The host does not have enough power and authority to access this information. Please level up to 1000 before knowing this information>

'...? Then, I must do with what's in my possession.'

"Chaos Sword."

The green-robed sect leader exchanged words with a blue-colored system interface that differed from Patrick's and his relatives. From their conversation, it seemed his system is the 'Chance Calculating System,' According to its capabilities, it can calculate the probability of future events and how the host can survive any precalculated tragedies. And from the stiff words of the system, it seemed it had a male tone. After chatting with his system, the man stretched his left hand as the next scene caused a spatial disbalance.

RUMBLE!

Due to the man stretching his arm, the space began intensely vibrating as a vibrating rumble reverberated in the surroundings. The next second, the space-void near the man tore open, and from where the space-void slit emerged a long and extremely black-colored sword; the black sword was long enough to reach the sect leader's knees as it hovered before him. Attached to the sword's hilt was a dark triangular crystal; one could even see dark chaos energy leaking from the torn space-void and getting absorbed into the dark crystal as it radiated with chaotic energy.

'The Chaos Sword is incomplete and can exude such power; what if it was complete? I can't think about that now; let's see what this man's power is first.' Swish! The man flashed from his spot as he instantly appeared before Patrick. He raised his dark chaos sword as he swung it vertically, aiming to slice Patrick's body in half, but Patrick wasn't there anymore. Seeing this, the man expressed widened eyes and quickly turned to see if Patrick was behind him. But then Patrick's sounded behind him.

"For someone cruel and lacks morals, you are one moronic idiot-- your existence is a waste of time and resources."

Hearing Patrick's words, the man's face turned dark as he clenched his jaws, tightly gripping the hilt of the sword; he quickly turned while simultaneously slashing it at Patrick. Extreme dark and chaotic energy got released from the slash at it reached Patrick instantly. Patrick carefreely dodged the attack while even inspecting the chaotic energy released from the slice; the sent chaotic energy passed Patrick as it reached the mountain behind him, causing a booming sound after. The chaos sword attack reached the mountain as it instantly sliced it in half, with some mountain debris falling after.

'Why!? Why does it not reach him? Is he that fast that my speed as a Star Sovereign isn't even half of his? --Time to use everything in my arsenal.'

"Your movement technique truly annoys me; time to see if you also wield the strength-- Sword Law--Chaos Spirit Sword Formation-- Sword Maniac!"

VOOOOOOOM!

The space vibrated unstably as the surrounding air swirled even more intensely than before; the next instant, the space-void opened as the ravaging chaotic void got revealed, from the opened chaotic void emerged an ancient character, the word 'Sword.' The ancient character 'Sword,' hovered before the man as thick green Qi swirled around it, then, BOOM! A booming sound echoed in the surroundings as the ground behind the man formed a huge crack; the next moment, a skeleton head, clouded in green and purple energy, emerged from the cracked earth; but the next instant, another skeleton head came out, then another, then another. Ten seconds later, the skeleton heads had multiplied to more than ten million; they floated behind the Spirit Sword Sect sect's leader as they stared at one man in the distance, Patrick. The next second, the ten million-plus skeleton heads opened their bone mouths as they screeched at Patrick, their screech reverberating so loud that it reached the nearby city, which was hundreds of miles away.

SCREECH!

Patrick stood fifty feet from the sect leader with lazy eyes and a boring expression as he watched the millions of skeleton heads screeching at him.

'He's skills aren't half-trash at least.' Patrick thought.

In the next unimaginable instant, BOOM! The millions of skeletons appeared before Patrick as they bombarded him with green and purple energy balls, causing a booming sound after. Patrick stood hand-free as he stared at the millions of skeletons who had clouded his view; it was like a tsunami of skeletons, and Patrick was in the center of it. But then, the skeletons opened a path as the green-robed sect leader flashed from between and attacked Patrick with his chaos sword. Patrick held his left arm as he gripped the bare blade of the chaos sword. But seeing this, the sect leader waved two fingers from his right hand as the multi-colored telekinetic swords launched from behind him and immediately aimed for Patrick's head. But Patrick raised his left foot as he kicked the swords from his direction; he then tightly gripped the chaos sword as it instantly shattered.

Seeing that Patrick used his bare hands to destroy his chaos sword, the sect leader expressed with widened eyes as he let go of the sword's hilt, then heavily stamped his right leg on the earth as multiple cracks formed under Patrick, trying to make Patrick's standing unstable; he then opened his arms wide as he ordered his millions of skeleton heads to attack Patrick by thrusting his arms forward. The now almost ten million skeleton heads instantly launched upon their master's orders as they began bombarding Patrick with countless energy balls, causing an even louder boom to resonate in the surroundings. The skeletons constantly attacked Patrick as the sect leader flashed before him the next instant, with the character 'Sword' floating in his right hand. He stretched his hand the law floated on and held it in Patrick's face, he uttered.

"Sword Law-- Sword penetrating will."

The next instant, multiple green-colored spirit swords appeared from the void as they aimed to penetrate Patrick's head. Seeing this, while still maintaining his lazy and bored expression, Patrick clasped his right hand as the green spirit swords instantly disintegrated into energy, scattering in the surroundings after. He then stretched his left hand as he tightly gripped the face of the sect leader; he spoke.

"Enough with the pathetic attacks; they don't even tingle me."