Emperor's Reckoning



Drogan's body propelled upward with incredible force, his muscles flexed and his fist extended, aimed directly at Lyon's descending form. In the same instant, Lyon's determination surged through him, his own fist driving downward with unwavering resolve. Their war cries pierced the air, mingling with the clash of their meeting fists.

As their fists collided, a cataclysmic explosion of energy erupted, rippling outward in powerful shockwaves. The impact reverberated through the assembly hall, shaking the very foundation of the ancient fortress. The force unleashed by their meeting sent debris flying, shattering the surrounding structures and adding to the chaos that unfolded.

The shockwaves rippled through the air, distorting the space around them and carrying immense power with them. The clash of their forces created a momentary rupture, a violent disturbance that seemed to defy the laws of nature. The sheer intensity of their collision threatened to tear the fabric of reality itself.

Witnessing the clash, the other kings, and the three students could only watch in awe and trepidation. The power unleashed by Lyon and Drogan was beyond comprehension, transcending the boundaries of mortal strength. It was a clash of titans, each unleashing their full might in a bid for supremacy.

Drogan's surprise was palpable as the impact between Lyon and himself resulted in a near tie. The force of their collision repelled them both, albeit slightly, creating a momentary pause in their ferocious duel. ( Impossible! He matched the power of the runes?! ).

But Lyon's relentless determination shone through as he swiftly regained his footing and chased after Drogan, refusing to let him escape with his life.

With the blessing from the figure he called mother, Lyon closed the distance between them instantly. His movements were swift and precise, his muscles as if honed by years of training and battle. Drogan, caught off guard by Lyon's unyielding pursuit, found himself on the defensive, desperately trying to ward off the relentless onslaught.

Lyon's attacks came like a tempest, each strike calculated and executed with unwavering precision. His fists were a blur of motion, raining down upon Drogan with an unstoppable force. The sound of their impacts rippled the onlooker's eardrums.

"Waste!" Drogan yelled as the runes inscribed on his body enlightened and in seconds he managed to grab Lyon's incoming kick after an absolute block. 

Lyon quickly maneuvered and used the locked foot as his pivot, spinning before launching yet another devastating kick. 

Drogan's brows twitched before he grabbed his counter. The impact sent a shockwave and fluttered his hair. He spun him around before slamming Lyon down. The latter's body bounced from the impact and in mid-air, Drogan grabbed Lyon's entire head and threw it toward the nearest mountain.

Lyon was like a doll as he burst through huge tree after huge tree, creating a devastating trail before he ended up on the ground with a cough of blood.

"Hm..." Drogan frowned before he suddenly turned left. A fierce blade sliced through the air and missed him.

Selena's eyes widened in disbelief. Drogan managed to dodge the surprise attack. A surge of jade immediately covered his meridians as her eyes also shifted color. Her waist was reinforced with jade scales before she was sent flying with a spinning kick by Drogan. 

Blood escaped through her gritted teeth as she was sent flying down the summit.

The onlookers watched in disbelief, especially the three students. The latter had witnessed how powerful they were, yet they both were sent flying as Drogan stood unscathed.

At that moment, the true extent of Drogan's strength and presence was undeniable. He had proven himself to be a force to be reckoned with, a warrior of unmatched skill, however... the chimes of the bells were still ringing.

Lyon propelled himself forward with his jaw clenched but midway, his eyes widened as his pupils moved to the right. Drogan appeared by his side already. The latter smirked in victory before he was slammed to the ground once more by both of his knuckles. He bounced before he was caught by the head and lifted. 

"Your farse ends here," said Drogan before he looked to the right and a slit of space was opened.

Selena who was at the other end had her eyes widened seeing that her moves were yet again anticipated. However, it was too late for her to cancel her action as she plunged forward with Scarlett pointing against Drogan's head.

"A spatial cultivator, how incredible," said Drogan. "Sadly, I can see your move on top of the board from a hundred years away!"

Drogan kicked Lyon away before his hand reached out toward Selena's neck. "It's a shame that you two are against me, were you working for me, Second Heaven would have belonged to me far quicker."

Selena's gaze met Drogan's and the former widened. Both of the latter's eyes had rune written on it. The madman put an inscription even toward his tender eyes.

"Your husband is pesky," said Drogan as he shook his head before throwing Selena toward Lyon's direction.

Lyon's determination shattered for a moment as he quickly opened his arms to catch his wife.

"Hahaha, love," Drogan laughed as he launched a kick toward Selena's stomach before Lyon reached her, and propelled the couple to the distant mountain.

The three students watched with a mixture of frustration and helplessness as Lyon and Selena lay on the ground, their bodies battered and unmoving. The display of power from Drogan had left them feeling small and insignificant, unable to intervene or make a difference in the face of such overwhelming strength.

Their hands clenched into fists, their expressions filled with determination and a burning desire to protect their comrades. But they knew deep down that their current abilities were not enough to match Drogan's might. The power gap seemed insurmountable, leaving them feeling frustrated and disheartened.

"Ugh, Selena... are you alright?" asked Lyon.

Selena coughed out blood as she saw the jade scales of her stomach vanish. 

"This one is a tough one, Lyon," said Bapho before he continued, "There is something odd about how he could anticipate Selena's attack from the void, an Origin God cultivator shouldn't have been able to match her at all, even those at peak."

"Beating a Seraph was easy since he was lofty and careless, however, this one is quite shrewd," said Rui. "The runes must have refined more than just his basic prowess."

"Darling..." said Selena as she stood up and wiped the blood on her lips. She flinched as a sting came from her ribs. 

"Selena!" Lyon panicked as he caught Selena's shoulders. "You should rest for now."

"Darling..."

"It's over Lyon," said Drogan as he approached with his hands behind his back. "Your farse ends here, in this summit."

Selena frowned, she noticed that the runes in his eyes had vanished. However, she was sure that it was glowing as she was held up by the neck prior.

Lyon glared as he let go of Selena's shoulders once she gained balance. He took a step forward with both hands turned to fists. "I'll kill you."

"Heh, and what about your loved ones?" asked Drogan.

"Darling, don't worry about those back at Mortal World, as long as they are there, chances are, his man is held captive by Cecile as we speak," said Selena.

"Hahaha, and how do you know that?" said Drogan. "Are you certain that there are cultivators in the Mortal World that could handle the might from Second Heaven?"

"As much as I hate her, I wouldn't underestimate the might of the one called War Maiden," Selena pointed her blade toward Drogan. She closed her eyes before she revealed her resplendent blue eyes.

"Selena..." Lyon looked at the determination emanating out of his wife.

Lyon's eyes widened with realization as he remembered Kesya's words about Selena being referred to as 'The Void Empress.' The gravity of those words sank in, and Lyon understood the true power and potential that Selena possessed.

He looked at Selena, her resplendent blue eyes gleaming with determination and a ferocious fire. Her gaze was fixed on Drogan, her killing intent palpable in the air. Lyon had always known that Selena was a formidable swordswoman, but now he saw a glimpse of the true extent of her strength.

"Hm!" Drogan frowned as both of his eyes revealed runes.

Drogan's frown deepened as he realized the magnitude of the threat Selena posed. The intensity in her resplendent blue eyes, the unwavering determination etched on her face, and the way she effortlessly commanded the space around her sent a clear message: she was a force to be reckoned with.

It was not just Selena's skill with a sword that unsettled Drogan; it was the invisible force that seemed to surround her, an energy that emanated from the depths of her being. She carried an aura of strength that surpassed mere physical prowess, a force that could reshape the very fabric of their encounter.

"Hajin!"

Drogan's brows' twitched as he saw Lyon bring forth a javelin in his hand. ( So you have another trick in your sleeve as well! ).

"My turn, hohoho!" wisdom laughter echoed.

As Lyon assumed his battle stance, a surge of energy surged through him, causing his aura to erupt like a raging inferno. A white crown with seven points grew out of Lyon's head as the Goat of Calamity etched its name on his back, replacing Moon Hare.

"What... is that..." Drogan's eyes trembled as he looked at the state Lyon was in before he realized that the husband and the wife were both destruction and death. His figure shook facing the two unknowns.