Emperor's Reckoning

The suffocating atmosphere between the two youths was almost defying the very gravity as pebbles started to raise slightly above the ground. The Heaven's Son and the Young Emperor were standing against each other to the delight of the onlookers. They had practically missed all the action inside the plane and the excitement coming from these two was overwhelming.

They needed not a single arena for the fight that was about to come, however, only Jugen and the rest of the group realized that the whole city was threatened by Lyon's overbearing capabilities. He never left a city, a kingdom, or even an empire as a whole after he was done.

"I see that your right arm is still broken, I bet that it still stings," Kaiju chuckled as he noticed the injury he inflicted on Lyon.

The onlookers immediately looked at Lyon's right arm that was a bit dislocated but no pain was revealed on his face. The youth was still dominating just by standing there even though he had suffered an injury that definitely would affect his performance.

"I see that your face is still broken from the punch that I gave you."

"Heh, what are—"

*Crack!

A huge boom ensued after a loud crack as the onlookers looked at the two in disbelief. Lyon's fist directly broke his face as it embedded cleanly. There was no chance even for an expert to dodge that powerful and heavily dense punch in that short distance. He showed no mercy as Kaiju's blood almost splattered on his face before he repelled it with a breath.

The galore act of might didn't stop as the onlookers forgot to take a breath before Kaiju's figure was swung into the air by one of his golden tails.

"Gah! Don't you dare get so cocky! I'm the Heaven's Son! HUH?!" Kaiju looked below but Lyon was not there.

"Heaven always forgot to look below, and once they do."

Kaiju's pupils shrunken as he realized that Lyon was not below him, instead, he was already in front of him with his arms crossed. As Kaiju reached the peak height of the swing, Lyon mercilessly kicked the back of his head down with a crossed arm somersault. His figure immediately plunged down like a bullet before making a huge crater of the ground. The city was instantly in shambles as some of the buildings lost their balance from the broken foundations.

"GAH! TOOORG—"

Kaiju just about to get up and shouted at him before Lyon's bare feet landed on top of his red hair. The sheer abundance of shame that the Heaven's Son felt was mountainous while the expert noticed how the Young Emperor had complete control of its strength.

"Impossible..."

"Kaiju... the Heaven's Son..."

"He is being completely overwhelmed!"

"Not to mention by a youth that was not even entering Godhood yet!"

The onlookers immediately looked at Lyon with different views. The regular cultivators were gulping their saliva down as they stared in disbelief how the most favored person to win the Throne was completely outclassed by someone relatively 'weaker'.

The ground soon rumbled before Kaiju's pupils almost disappeared in rage as he heard the commotion was talking about him in a demeaning way. He tried to grab Lyon's feet but the latter was too swift for such direct action. Lyon quickly leaped off of his head before landing with his back facing the enraged Kaiju.

Lyon glance over with his deadly sharp eyes, "By the time I'm done, you will not even leave a single hair in this world."

The threatening words only further his fumes before he leaped forward.

"Loh Art!"

The onlookers immediately clenched their butts as they scurried away in an instant. Even though some of them were stronger than Kaiju since they came from the former generation and some of them were even longer than that, there was no reason for getting hurt for nothing. However, some chose to stay unflinching at the incoming attack that promised to be devastating. Those sect leaders surely knew how to act as they watched the two of them.

Lyon suddenly turned around before he leaped against him to the latter disbelief. The experts themselves suddenly had their breath choked inside their throat as he saw the unbelievable response from the youth with four golden tails.

"Instead of dodging, he challenged the might of his art?!"

One of the sect leaders immediately uttered out his thought as his pupils shrunken. However, unlike them, Karina noticed how effective the movement was against Kaiju. With the latter's distance abruptly changing in less than a second, Lyon was aiming at the slight disrupt concentration of the attacker.

Kaiju's eyes opened wide before Lyon's right arm which he thought was still broken was pulled back before golden mana spiraled around it like a torrent. He gritted his teeth before shouting.

"DON'T GET COCKY! Heaven's Punishment!"

"Pathetic..."

"WHAT?!"

Lyon suddenly used all of his tails to gain a sudden acceleration and went straight forward, bypassing the incoming art that was still half-finished. His right fist went into a direct hit against Kaiju's left chest.

*Boom!

The land erupted upon impact as a shockwave sent the entire buildings in the whole city to collapse. The cultivators were sitting with their butt on the ground after unable to withstand their balance. Though they were unharmed their imagination was the only medium to feel the kind of pain that Kaiju must have felt.

The sudden twist of movement left the experts in awe but the destruction that soon followed brought their eyebrows to furrow. They couldn't believe someone with that low of cultivation level could manage to left the city in shambles. Even the oldest person living in this part of the world could no longer realize it.

The dust that built up in the center of the attention was slowly blown by the natural wind as if nature tried to heal itself as quickly as possible. As it got thinner they managed to see a silhouette standing with four tails freely governed their surrounding air. However, the onlookers immediately gulped as they could only make out one silhouette instead of two.

His face was slowly revealed before the onlookers had their hearts stopped.

"What?!"

"Where is he?!"

"Did, did he evaporate?!"

The onlookers were looking for any traces left of Kaiju Loh. Even if he was dead. there should be some bits of the corpse left to at least affirmed his deceased state. However, their eyes sunk in disbelief as they found nothing but a scrap of red cloth hanging on Lyon's right wrist as the latter's hand was still clenched.

Lyon slowly retracted his right arm to the side of his waist before his eyebrows furrowed. He opened his clenched fist before letting the scrap cloth flew along with the wind. His glance slowly turned to the sky in which a silhouette was floating in the air. He crossed his arms before his bare feet gradually left the ground.

His action caused the onlookers to look above before they noticed that there was a person carrying a body with a familiar face.

"That's!"

"Kaiju!"

"So he is safe after all! But who would dare to interfere in this battle?"

Lyon disregard the comments of the onlookers below. He knew that if the person in front of him was capable of floating then he was somewhat powerful, much more powerful than an ordinary cultivator. However, despite so, the fact that Kaiju was still breathing in the world of the living, meant that he was none other than a hindrance.

The middle-aged man was holding Kaiju by the waist as he looked at Lyon with a slight astonishment, "You have won, youth."

The praise didn't flinch Lyon one bit as his sharp eyes almost penetrated the middle-aged man's soul.

Blood was dripping out of Kaiju's unconscious lips, upon closer look, his chest was caved in and his rib cage was broken to an unimaginable count of parts.

"Kai... Heaven's Son has lost!"

"He was completely outclassed!"

"The Young Emperor didn't even suffer a single hit?!"

Though the praises from below had soared above, the youth in question didn't even turn a glance.

The middle-aged man that saved Kaiju furrowed his eyebrows, "You have won, youth. Let's stop it at this. The sect leaders below have smiles on their faces and are quite intending to welcome you. Your future is looking bright... Don't let it dim because of some foolish decision."

The last words were fueled with a slight killing intent before an absurd mountainous pressure fell upon Lyon. Or so, the middle-aged man thought.

"If you don't let him go, then I don't mind sending you beyond nirvana along."

"What?" the middle-aged man chuckle.

Lyon's golden pupils suddenly shrunken vertically as his eyes stretched wide and blood started to run from their underlines. A magnificent headdress made of violet gold and phoenix wings instantly formed however, no one could appreciate it with their eyes before Lyon suddenly blurred to the extent that the middle-aged man who was standing in front of him couldn't even see his movement.

"Devil Ape Art.... Rumbling Heaven."

The whisper of his words caught the middle-aged guard before he realized that the youth was already behind him. It was too late for even a word could be said out of his mouth as millions of fists made of mana started to rain down on them both without mercy.

Both figures were sent down back to earth mercilessly as the crater they made upon impact was getting wider and wider. The entire continent felt the tremor while the onlookers watched the horror.