Emperor's Reckoning

The battle had stopped naturally after the loud resounding boom was heard. All of their gazes landed on the place where there used to be a mountain. Their jaws were locked open as not even the passing debris could make them blink their eyes. The young man was hovering in the air as a hint of smoke streamed out of his right hand. The former slowly pulled his arm back before he crossed it with the other. His eyes were so calm to the point that they could make the devil shivered down their spine.

The clouds where he was facing were brutally dispersed as even the ground below was affected by the tremendous power behind his fist. Not a shred of clothes, not even a shred of a limb was visible as the Ascending God cultivator known as Weder vanished without a trace. 

Not even nature could hold the power that he had exerted. The space in front of him was cracking like glass, while some holes to the tunnel of the spatial storm had already formed. Mana in the world quickly gathered as nature tried to heal its wound under Lyon's view. 

"Kh...kh."

Borton was out of words as he saw the strongest among them was obliterated along with a huge mountain. His meticulous backup plan was destroyed right before his eyes as no more thought could be produced. The word escape was already out of his dictionary as the young man in full set armor reduced his father to dust. Not even a full hour had passed and his cultivation level had already surpassed even him. 

(I was wrong... I WAS WRONG! The one that I should have feared was not Avalanche Fist! It was not Emperor Jin! The one I should have feared the most from the beginning is...) his pupils could only constrict as the young man gave him a glance without turning around. The silhouette of a war god immediately shivered his heartbeat before the latter extended his right arm to the sky.

Hovering on top of the dismembered lands and broken mountains, one could only see him as a god. There was not a single word out before the cold hue of their spine started to creep as he said.

"Hasinjeh!"

Everyone immediately gawked before a piercing noise broke through the sky from below as the most familiar slim spear with red ribbon came to his call. He casually grasped the spear as if it was his own, to begin with. However, what they were concerned about the most was how he held the spear. 

"One look and I already know as if it was always in the back of my mind..." muttered Lyon as he slowly raised the spear with his hand grabbing right at the balance of the rod.

"Hasinjeh... you were never a spear..." muttered Lyon before mana started to move like torrent toward his arm then swirling around the spear.

"You are a javelin..." muttered Lyon before he gently let his eyelids hugged his eyes. For a moment the atmosphere turned serene before he opened it again as they sharpened. He extended his left hand to play the part as the crosshair before his sight locked at the frightened youth who stood quite far with his trembling feet.

The blond youth immediately jolted out of his position before he turned around to run under her mother's gaze. 

"Ah.. ahh!!" Russel turned around before he made a run for his life as Sophia's warning words rang in his mind. 

"No.. no no..!"

"Russel! Use your Returning Jade Stone!" shouted Borton at the top of his lung as he saw his only descendant was going to hit a dead end sooner or later. 

Titania immediately snapped out of it before she furrowed her eyebrows and frantically shouted the same thing toward her son. There was no other way but running to keep his life breathing, as long as he was still in the realm of the living, vengeance could be enacted later in time. He must survive at all costs.

Russel's eyes opened wide as soon as he heard his parent's words. His jittering fingers immediately flicked an item from his glamorous spatial ring as he kept the pace of his running.

(Got it!) screamed Russel inwardly as his eyes reflected a resurrected hope.

He suddenly put on a break on his running before he dragged a cloud of dust as he stopped his momentum. He turned around with a smirk on his face as he showed his key to surviving Lyon's wrath. 

"Sorry Lyon! Looks like you will have your vengeance another day! Hahaha! I will make sure to cultivate higher than you and make the rest of your night to be sleepless!" shouted Russel with a burst of hearty laughter despite the profuse sweat he had on his entire body. His breath was clearly heaving but Lyon's eyes didn't dilate even one bit even with the returning jade stone still in Russel's hand.

Russel licked his lips to a glistening moist before he muttered, "After I kill you, I will savor that purple hair chick along with the blond and the orange-haired bitch!"

Lyon's pupils immediately constricted before Russel laughed and shattered the stone in his hand. The jade light quickly encompassed his whole body before it shot out to the sky under the smile of Titania and Borton. The two of them had a bigger chance of getting away now with their son escaping safely.

A hand suddenly reached out of nowhere as it brutally caught the jade light.

"GH!KH!GH!" the sound of a throat being choked was heard as Titania and Borton froze with their pupils shrunken in disbelief. 

Two magic brands suddenly existed in the space between where Lyon was standing and the direction where Russel was going according to the returning jade stone. Standing in front of the latter was Lyon with his hand grabbing the very life of Russel as the shimmering jade from the stone faded from his body.